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Grandmaster Wen reprimanded the Pope, each sentence and every word deliberately separating the so-called Pope from the Spirit Hall itself.
Grandmaster Wen respected the Spirit Hall, but he had no respect for this current Pope.
Bibi Dong's face turned completely ashen as she stared at Su Wen. She had never expected him to suddenly pull a move like this.
Just a moment ago, they were discussing intelligence regarding the feral beasts, and in the blink of an eye, she was dealt a head-on blow.
"Su Wen, you... how audacious!"
Bibi Dong's soul power surged as her mental strength erupted, covering the sky and blotting out the sun. The terrifying pressure struck fear into the hearts of the surrounding Spirit Masters.
Two massive phantom spiders materialized within the outline of her mental power, causing everyone present to feel a bone-chilling cold.
"The existence of the Spirit Hall is necessary, and the unification of the Spirit Empire is the trend of the times. However, there is no longer a need for the position of the Pope."
"Since it is built upon the foundation of the people's hearts, then it must conform to the will of the people. Even if it is hypocrisy, one must remain hypocritical for a lifetime."
"Otherwise, how can one be worthy of the reverence of tens of millions of people?"
"If no one on the continent can achieve this, then naturally, no Spirit Master exists who is worthy of the seat of the Pope."
With a single word, Su Wen actually intended to abolish the position of the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
The Heavenly Book bloomed.
It cast a sacred radiance across the dimming sky.
It was almost laughable. The symbol of the Spirit Hall was an angel, yet the Pope currently in power radiated an aura of pure evil.
But as Su Wen unleashed the Heavenly Book, its gentle and sacred light pierced through all darkness. With an aura of purification, it forcibly carved out a sanctuary--a world belonging exclusively to Su Wen.
"Su Wen, the Academy does not meddle in worldly affairs? It turns out that was nothing more than a joke!" Bibi Dong looked at Su Wen with cold eyes. "Now, you have finally revealed your true colors."
Su Wen curled his lips.
"I am merely expressing my personal disgust for your actions. Furthermore, aside from the matter regarding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I also represent myself today."
Su Wen's gaze was ice-cold.
"The previous Pope, Chi Xunji, hunted Tang Hao and slaughtered a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. A conflict between species is beyond reproach. However, during that pursuit, he completely disregarded the lives of ordinary citizens. Countless people suffered and were caught in the crossfire of that battle. His virtue did not match his position."
As Su Wen's gaze swept over her, Bibi Dong felt her scalp go numb.
At this moment, she could feel that Su Wen was radiating a genuine, tangible killing intent.
"My parents were caught in the crossfire of that battle and died."
Su Wen shifted his gaze, looking in the direction of the Spirit Hall.
"At that time, those two should have also been present on the scene."
As if piercing through a distance of dozens of miles, Su Wen's gaze locked onto Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.
The two Grand Douluos suddenly felt a sudden chill run down their spines.
They had felt Bibi Dong's aura erupting and already realized that something had gone wrong, but they were still unclear about what was happening at the very front line.
Yet at this moment, they only felt as if their lives were about to reach an end.
Su Wen reached out and made a grasping motion.
His miniature world expanded, enveloping the space. Across a distance of dozens of miles, Su Wen directly dragged the two of them over.
The space shifted.
The expressions of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo changed drastically. They stared at Su Wen, having no idea why this Grandmaster Wen possessed such immense killing intent.
Bibi Dong's expression also changed completely.
What terrifying spatial techniques.
To be able to snatch two Rank 95 Super Douluos across such a vast distance as if they were mere chicks?
"Today, because of a personal grudge, the two of you must die."
As Su Wen spoke, the power of his miniature world pressed down, completely suppressing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Bang!
The bodies of the two men were crushed to pieces by the immense pressure.
Bibi Dong swallowed hard.
She looked at Su Wen in utter dread.
"You... you have reached that level!"
How was that possible!
His soul power fluctuations were clearly still at the Spirit Douluo level.
But how could he possibly--
"Starting today, you are no longer the Pope."
Su Wen made his judgment.
"Pitiable creature, go to the Slaughter City and stabilize the order over there."
With a wave of his right hand, he prepared to teleport Bibi Dong away.
Bibi Dong's soul power surged violently.
"Who do you think you are?!"
Unleashing her Spirit Avatar, Bibi Dong transformed into a massive, venomous spider.
"Hmph, a pitiable woman who has gone astray," Su Wen said coldly.
The successor to the God of Rakshasa?
Su Wen scoffed at the notion.
There was no seat for the God of Rakshasa in the Divine Realm at all.
"Do you know that the God of Rakshasa does not actually exist in the Divine Realm? There is only a divine seat for Rakshasa, but no actual god holding it," Su Wen said chillingly.
Bibi Dong's heart shook violently.
Impossible!
She had felt it during the inheritance process; she could feel that evil silhouette.
How could the God of Rakshasa not exist?
"The God of Rakshasa controls the world's ultimate evil power, resentment, and slaughter, governing over malice. However, slaughter is the domain of the God of Asura."
The God of Asura was a God-King level existence.
How could his authority be divided by a God of Rakshasa?
Laughable.
Furthermore, the God of Rakshasa and the God of Asura were in direct opposition?
Even more laughable.
There had never been a true God of Rakshasa in this world. What existed was merely a portion of authority discarded by the God of Asura, which materialized into the Rakshasa divine seat.
With the God of Asura's power at his peak, combined with the Asura Divine Sword, he was an existence capable of slicing the Dragon God apart. How could he possibly be provoked in the Divine Realm by a minor Sea God?
Setting aside the fact that the Sea God possessed power close to a God-King, even if he truly were a God-King, he would definitely not dare to directly clash with and scheme against the peak God of Asura, whose killing intent moved at whim, possessing both good and evil traits.
Legend had it that due to certain reasons, the Dragon God possessed a tyrannical disposition within himself, occasionally losing his sanity and falling into madness.
As the perpetrator who personally sliced the Dragon God apart, it was only natural for evil thoughts to breed within the God of Asura's slaughtering nature.
After all, pure slaughter did not truly exist. Slaughter itself was the birthplace of resentment and the root of evil.
As his power was divided by evil resentment, the God of Asura established the Slaughter City, partitioning a portion of his power and stripping it away to form the Rakshasa divine seat.
Of course, this was merely Su Wen's speculation.
He had never seen the true God of Asura, nor had he been to the Divine Realm. However, based solely on what he knew and a few points of confusion, he had formulated this relatively 'reasonable' explanation.
At the very least, the God of Rakshasa truly did not exist; that god was dead.
There was no trace of a first-generation God of Rakshasa in the Divine Realm.
Upon learning that the God of Rakshasa did not exist, Bibi Dong's heart instantly grew half-cold.
A portion of the God of Rakshasa's authority belonged to the duties of the God of Asura...
What Su Wen said completely shattered her psychological defense.
The information she gathered from the divine seat indicated that the God of Rakshasa and the God of Asura were naturally opposed, existing as mortal enemies.
At the same time, she also knew that the God of Asura was matchless and invincible.
However, she had never connected these two contradictory points together.
"Your brain has already been corrupted by evil. You went mad long ago and lost your sanity," Su Wen said with pity.
As he spoke, he acted once more, teleporting Bibi Dong away.
This time, Bibi Dong did not resist.
At the same time, Su Wen also felt it.
A surge of power was aiding him, helping him complete this teleportation.
He looked up at the sky.
"The God of Asura..."
Bibi Dong entered the Slaughter City, becoming the new King of Slaughter.
Su Wen looked toward the numerous Spirit Hall Spirit Masters behind the defensive line.
"The forces of the Spirit Hall can withdraw. Unify the continent as it should be unified. After unification, the experts shall hand over the ruling power of the empire. You may establish your own sects or clans, but you must not exercise arbitrary and autocratic power."
Su Wen's voice spread across the entire front line this time.
"After unification, the empire will be changed to a federation, adopting a parliamentary system."
A republic was not suited for a supernatural world.
Or rather, without the corresponding ideological foundation, it could not be realized.
As for whether experts establishing their own factions would shake the rule of the federation, Su Wen would not bother with it.
No matter what, if one wished to control the federation, they would do so through the seats of the parliamentary councilors. To what extent they could control it would depend on their own strength.
This was, after all, a fantasy world where the strong devoured the weak.
Where there were differences in strength, there would be classes.
And the height of one's class was determined by their strength.