The bright sunlight bathed the earth.
Under the sunlight, the Papal Palace appeared even more magnificent, like a divine abode.
Before the Papal Palace,
two rows of paladin knights stretched from the palace gates down the mountain.
Their bright silver armor and heavy swords
made the entire Papal Mountain even more imposing.
The eliminated teams had already left, not even allowed to watch the final day's battles.
Only truly strong young warriors were qualified to step onto the plaza before the Papal Palace.
However,
Ye Qiu's team was filled with beautiful women.
Huo Wu, Meng Yiran, and the entire Tianshui Academy team were all mixed in.
At the end of the fourth round,
Ye Qiu was summoned by Shui Bing'er.
Then, he was ambushed by Huo Wu, and only after her persistent pleading
did Ye Qiu agree.
As for why it was Shui Bing'er who summoned Ye Qiu,
it was entirely because Huo Wu knew her place.
She had already ambushed Ye Qiu many times; she didn't want another chance to be alone with him.
Ning Rongrong and the others would definitely not allow it.
But Shui Bing'er was different.
She seemed like the honest type, the kind who wouldn't seduce men. Just to
be on the safe side,
and to avoid further conflict with Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu
, Huo Wu and Shui Yue'er obediently wiped away all the marks they had left on Ye Qiu's face
before letting him go back.
The two girls who wanted to climb the social ladder were clearly showing signs of forming an alliance.
Early in the morning,
under Ning Rongrong's angry expression,
Huo Wu and Shui Yue'er wisely lowered their heads and followed behind.
Shui Bing'er's face was also flushed with embarrassment.
After all, she was an accomplice,
and she had watched Huo Wu and Shui Yue'er sneak up on Ye Qiu and kiss him.
Before long,
the three teams that had entered the final three-way competition
appeared in front of the Papal Palace and waited quietly.
The teachers of the three academies were not allowed to stand in the square and could only wait on the outside.
Huo Wu and the others naturally stayed outside as well.
The twenty-odd finalists stood silently in the square,
awaiting the final moment .
The Spirit Hall Academy team, led by Xie Yue, had the most relaxed expressions,
but their eyes shone with faith—
faith in the Spirit Hall and in the Spirit Hall Pope.
Only Hu Liena's eyes held a hint of something different.
Blue Tyrant Academy maintained a low profile, but their handsome men and beautiful women were always the center of attention.
Seven of them stood in a line,
from left to right: Ye Qiu, Xiao Lan, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, Bai Chenxiang, and Ye Lingling. Before
the battle even began
, Tang San and the others from the Royal Fighting Team beside them focused their attention on Ye Qiu.
Dai Mubai
and Ma Hongjun's eyes held resentment, Yu Tianheng's provocation, and Tang San's hatred.
It's worth mentioning that
the group from Star Luo Royal Academy hadn't left either.
After all, he was an imperial prince,
and Davis still enjoyed certain privileges.
He was eager to witness the clash between Ye Qiu and Tang San.
Zhu Zhuyun stood nearby, watching Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing in the arena
. The plaza in front of the Papal Palace
was no smaller than the arena used in the previous matches.
The square plaza was paved with special stones.
Upon closer inspection, one could see a faint, lustrous sheen on the stones.
Although they weren't real jade,
they were far superior to ordinary rocks.
This demonstrated just how formidable the Spirit Hall's wealth truly was.
A group of people emerged from the side door of the Papal Palace.
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There were twelve cardinals in total, second only to the Platinum Cardinals in rank.
They walked all the way to the entrance of the Papal Palace.
They stood on either side, six on each side.
The one in the lead suddenly shouted, "His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"
"Long live the Pope! Long live the Pope! Long live the Pope!"
The three shouts echoed throughout the entire Spirit City like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami.
It wasn't just the voice of the neatly arranged paladin knights on Papal Mountain.
It was also
the shout of all the spirit masters in the entire Spirit City who were not allowed to approach Papal Mountain.
For them,
the Pope was the highest faith of spirit masters!
But Ye Qiu had no interest in shouting. He respected
such faith, but he didn't believe in it.
Ye Qiu looked up. After so long, he still hadn't seen what Bibi Dong looked like.
In the outer area,
Liu Erlong was also staring at the huge palace gate.
Her eyes were filled with resentment. She wanted to see if that woman was older than her.
The palace gate slowly opened.
The six emblems on the two doors gradually deviated from their course.
Everyone's gaze unconsciously focused on the direction in which the door opened.
Even the seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team
felt their hearts pounding.
Even as the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall,
they held the Pope in genuine fear and reverence. Bibi Dong, clad in
a long, shimmering gold gown
, wearing a purple-gold crown and holding a scepter, emerged from the Papal Palace with a solemn
expression. She possessed an almost ethereal quality,
seemingly infinitely tall.
No one even noticed her stunning beauty.
At this moment, she represented only the majesty of the Spirit Hall's Pope.
Her long, shimmering gold gown was perfectly fitted,
its dazzling light shimmering, and her purple-gold crown radiating brilliance.
All the light focused
solely on her.
However,
Bibi Dong's gaze met Ye Qiu's.
She stared intently, without any concealment, a mixture of reminiscence and affection.
Ye Qiu couldn't quite decipher the complex emotions within her.
But he could also understand
the hint of hatred in Bibi Dong's eyes.
And besides
, this woman was indeed perfect.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"
Suddenly,
all members of the Spirit Hall knelt on one knee.
The atmosphere at that moment was indescribable.
Even someone as unruly as Tang San
felt a surge of reverence amidst the shouts coming from all directions.
Almost everyone knelt on one knee.
Liu Erlong remained standing, her eyes filled with resentment.
That woman was still prettier than her, but it didn't matter.
Bibi Dong still couldn't match her beauty.
Ye Qiu didn't kneel.
Ye Lingling and the others, though their hearts were pounding
, stood upright, unmoving, following their husbands' lead.
Tang San's group also followed him, not kneeling.
Behind Bibi Dong followed four people.
Three of them wore bright red robes
, unlike the all-red robes of the cardinals.
Their red robes were adorned with gold and silver patterns,
especially the gleaming gold star on their chests.
The gemstone, the size of an infant's fist, exuded an aura of opulence.
For ordinary people,
this attire might merely symbolize wealth and status.
But for Soul Masters, it represented the highest honor,
for only Title Douluo were qualified to wear such a red robe.
Clearly, these three individuals held that status.