After Bibi Dong ascended to godhood, the flames of revenge burned fiercely within her.
She immediately wanted to seek revenge on Gu Yuena and teach her disobedient son, Qian Renshang, a lesson.
But reason told her that she needed to understand the situation outside first.
So, she took a step forward, and space seemed to distort beneath her feet.
The next moment, she appeared inside the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong's appearance was completely unexpected.
Everyone in the Papal Palace only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes, and an overwhelming, suffocating pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!" Everyone panicked and knelt in obeisance.
The people in the Papal Palace stared at Bibi Dong's sudden appearance, their faces filled with surprise and disbelief.
Their eyes widened, their mouths slightly agape, as if frozen in place.
This was especially true for Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who felt it most acutely.
Looking at Bibi Dong, they felt an invisible pressure bearing down on them like Mount Tai, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's forehead was covered in cold sweat; his usual composure had vanished, and his legs trembled slightly.
Ghost Douluo was also pale, his eyes filled with awe and fear.
"Your Holiness...this aura..." Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice trembled, his words faltering.
Ghost Douluo swallowed hard, saying with difficulty, "Your Holiness seems...to have become incredibly powerful, making it...difficult to look directly at."
The others also lowered their heads, not daring to meet Bibi Dong's gaze.
A tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the entire Papal Palace. Bibi Dong's gaze swept over the crowd, and she coldly snorted, "
A bunch of useless things!"
This cold snort exploded in their ears like thunder, causing them to tremble again.
Bibi Dong sat on the Papal throne, her expression majestic, her gaze coldly sweeping over the crowd below.
"Tell me the truth, what's going on outside?
Especially Gu Yuena and Qian Renshang."
Bibi Dong's voice was icy, carrying an undeniable authority.
Chrysanthemum Douluo took a deep breath, steeled himself, and stepped forward to recount the recent events.
"Your Holiness, the Spirit Empire has now been established, but the situation is turbulent.
Not long ago, the Beast Tide broke out, with countless spirit beasts wreaking havoc and causing immense destruction.
Then came the Battle of Jialing Pass, a fierce and brutal battle with heavy losses on both sides."
Chrysanthemum Douluo paused, stealing a glance at Bibi Dong's expression, and continued, "Also, Lord Qian Daoliu summoned the Angel God to powerfully kill Qian Renshang."
Upon hearing that Qian Renshang had been killed, Bibi Dong's aura instantly became chaotic.
Her body trembled slightly, her eyes widening in disbelief and fury.
"Qian Renshang is dead... How could this be?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible... How could he just die like this?"
Bibi Dong's voice trembled, filled with endless grief and resentment.
Her hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, her knuckles white, as if she wanted to crush them.
The pain in her heart surged like a tidal wave, almost unbearable.
"He's my son, how could he just die like this???"
"If he's going to die, he can only die by my hand!"
Bibi Dong roared, her voice echoing throughout the Papal Palace, filled with despair and rage.
Her eyes turned crazed and fierce, her aura erupting uncontrollably, the immense pressure making everyone present feel breathless.
"Qian Daoliu!!!"
"How dare he?!"
Bibi Dong's eyes widened in fury as she glared at Ju Douluo and the others, as if she wanted to devour them alive.
Ju Douluo and the others were terrified by Bibi Dong's imposing presence and lowered their heads, unable to meet her gaze.
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently as she tried to calm herself, but the pain and anger within her were like a volcano ready to erupt again at any moment.
(End of Chapter)
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