When the voice from the heavenly screen rang out across Douluo Star once more, the whole world seemed to fall silent with it.
Meng Po, Bibi Dong!
The woman who had once ruled Spirit Hall and established the Spirit Hall Empire had now become the Underworld's ghostly deity in charge of reincarnation.
And in the heavenly screen's earlier revelations, everyone had already witnessed the wonders of Meng Po Soup.
A single bowl could wash away a departed soul's memories of life, allowing countless souls to let go of the past and set foot on the road to reincarnation anew.
But now, the heavenly screen had made it clear that Meng Po Soup was not the true source of Bibi Dong's power.
The power that truly belonged to Meng Po was about to be revealed!
The news instantly drew the attention of the entire Douluo Continent.
Whether ordinary citizens, Soul Masters from the great sects, or the noble factions plotting in secret, all raised their heads toward the sky at that moment.
They were desperate to know what other powers this Meng Po, who had reached level 156, possessed.
For ordinary people, this was undoubtedly a chance to witness a divine miracle.
But for the nobles who had been scared out of their wits by Zhong Tian's judgment, it was like a death warrant drawing ever closer.
After all, the Underworld had already displayed enough strength to shake all of Douluo Star.
The horrors of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the judgment of the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token, and the Great Emperor of Fengdu presiding over Fengdu Hall.
And now, with Meng Po, Bibi Dong, added to their ranks...
The Underworld's power had already far exceeded their initial expectations.
Meanwhile, in the Underworld.
Inside and outside Fengdu Hall, the assembled ghostly deities likewise turned their eyes to the heavenly screen.
They were naturally familiar with Meng Po's abilities.
Within the entire system that kept the Underworld running, the reincarnation checkpoint under Meng Po's control was an indispensable link.
This was especially true of Zhong Tian, who was carrying out judgment on Douluo Star.
At that moment, he held the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token, while countless departed souls before him were enveloped in rays of black and white divine light.
Whenever the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token displayed its might, memories from life surfaced from the depths of the departed souls.
Those guilty of the most heinous crimes naturally could not escape the Underworld's punishment.
Meanwhile, departed souls with lesser sins, or those who had performed good deeds and accumulated merit in life, would receive different arrangements according to their circumstances.
However, no matter the final outcome of their judgment, these departed souls all had to face reincarnation.
And the final checkpoint of reincarnation was none other than Meng Po!
Zhong Tian knew this better than anyone.
Although he wielded the authority to pass judgment, he was not responsible for the final arrangements for the departed souls' reincarnation.
The repayment of good and evil was only the beginning of the Underworld's order.
It was still the power of reincarnation wielded by Meng Po that truly freed these departed souls from the bonds of their past lives and allowed them to enter their next lives without trouble.
At the thought, Zhong Tian could not help looking up at the heavenly screen, a measure of respect appearing in his eyes.
"Lord Meng Po presides over reincarnation. As expected, ordinary ghostly deities cannot compare to her."
To Zhong Tian, every ghostly deity in the Underworld had their own duties.
And the responsibility Meng Po bore concerned the workings of the Underworld's entire order of reincarnation.
Without Meng Po, even if the Underworld could judge all the departed souls in the world, it would still struggle to guide them safely into their next lives.
Elsewhere, Black and White Impermanence wore equally solemn expressions.
Yue Guan, dressed in the official robes of White Impermanence, lightly tapped his Mourning Staff against the ground, his gaze full of emotion.
The former Pope of Spirit Hall had now become the Underworld's Meng Po.
In the past, perhaps no one would have dared imagine such a change.
But that was the truth.
The present Bibi Dong had not only lived a second life, but had also relied on the Underworld's power to step into a realm far beyond the mortal world.
Gui Mei, standing beside him, felt the same way.
As Black Impermanence, he naturally understood Meng Po's importance to the Underworld.
No matter what their relationship with Bibi Dong had been in the past, now that they stood on the Underworld's side, they had to acknowledge one thing.
Meng Po, Bibi Dong, was undoubtedly an indispensable core ghostly deity of the Underworld!
And elsewhere.
Qian Renxue was quietly watching the heavenly screen.
When Bibi Dong's figure appeared in the image once more, her eyes could not help trembling slightly.
That was her mother.
Although their relationship as mother and daughter had been fraught with estrangement in the past, even reaching a point where it seemed beyond repair, the bond of blood would not vanish completely because of their past grievances.
Especially now that Bibi Dong had come back to life.
And had even become the Underworld's Meng Po!
Qian Renxue gazed at the familiar figure on the heavenly screen, an indescribable sense of relief welling up in her heart.
"Mother..."
She murmured softly.
Everything from the past seemed to resurface at that moment.
Bibi Dong had once been the lofty Pope of Spirit Hall, someone she had both longed to be close to and never dared truly approach.
But now, her mother was not only alive, she also possessed enough power to look down upon Douluo Star.
Level 156!
Such a level had long since surpassed Qian Renxue's former understanding of the gods.
Qian Renxue could not help smiling.
"Mother really is still alive, and she's even become a true god!"
"That's wonderful!"
Her voice was quiet, but it carried joy from the bottom of her heart.
To Qian Renxue, no matter what Bibi Dong's identity was now, at least she was no longer someone who could only remain in her memories.
As long as her mother was alive, it meant that perhaps there was still a chance to change what had once been irreparable.
And beneath everyone's watchful gaze, the voice from the heavenly screen finally revealed the true fundamental power of Bibi Dong.
[For Meng Po, her most formidable power is her command over the final checkpoint of reincarnation!]
[When a departed soul drinks Meng Po Soup and its memories of life gradually fade, the true transformation has only just begun!]
[Meng Po Soup can not only wash away a departed soul's memories of the past, but also baptize the soul's origin, freeing it from the bonds of its previous life and allowing it to adapt to reincarnation into its next life!]
[No matter what a departed soul experienced in life, or what wounds its soul once suffered, Meng Po can use the power of reincarnation to make adjustments and provide protection to varying degrees!]
[Only in this way can a departed soul be guaranteed safe passage into its next life!]
[This is Meng Po's authority!]
[The Dao of reincarnation reaches the very origin of the soul!]
Boom!
As the final words fell, the image on the heavenly screen abruptly changed.
The once-quiet road to the Yellow Springs suddenly blazed with rays of dazzling light.
Meng Po sat beside the Reincarnation Bridge, an ancient, unadorned soup pot before her.
The soup in the pot appeared calm, yet countless profound runes flowed within it.
Each rune seemed to contain a complete law of reincarnation.
As Bibi Dong raised her hand, the soup in the pot transformed into streams of light and fell into the bowls held by the departed souls.
A departed soul slowly stepped forward.
His soul looked extremely weak, covered from head to toe in densely packed cracks.
Clearly, he had suffered an exceptionally tragic ordeal in life.
Under the ordinary rules of reincarnation, even if a soul like this could enter its next life, it would be highly likely to prove incapable of sustaining a complete life because of the damage to its origin.
But Meng Po merely raised her hand.
A gentle light of reincarnation fell from her fingertips, completely enveloping the departed soul.