Ghost Douluo was equally astonished.
His usually sinister and cold face was now distorted with shock, and his ghostly figure swayed slightly.
He stammered, his voice filled with doubt and fear:
"Who...who could have done this to you? You are a god now!"
Bibi Dong, like an enraged beast, abruptly turned her head, glaring fiercely at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo with icy eyes that seemed to freeze people, and roared hoarsely: "
Shut up!"
This roar was like a thunderclap, echoing in the empty hall, making everyone's eardrums ache.
The voice, filled with boundless rage, seemed to possess a tangible power, causing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to tremble, instinctively shrinking back and lowering their heads, not daring to utter another word, fearing that another utterance would anger the enraged Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently as she gasped for breath, each breath seeming to burn with fire.
Her eyes blazed with intense anger and resentment as she gritted her teeth and said, each word distinct and deliberate,
"Qian Renshang, and those despicable soul beasts, I will not let them go!
I will make them pay a terrible price for what they have done today!"
Upon hearing Bibi Dong utter Qian Renshang's name, Chrysanthemum Douluo was utterly horrified.
His face turned deathly pale, his already wide eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets, his expression filled with terror and disbelief.
"Qian Renshang? He...he wasn't dead?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice trembled violently, as if his tongue was tied in knots.
"He died during the last Angel God's descent, killed by the Angel God himself. What...what happened?
Ghost Douluo was also shocked. A trace of panic appeared on his usually gloomy face as he muttered to himself,
"Could the rumors be wrong?
But many Soul Masters witnessed the Angel God killing Qian Renshang."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her anger intensifying. She said viciously,
"Hmph, that brat is lucky. Not only did he not die, but he also grew to this level, even teaming up with those Soul Beasts to launch a siege against me.
If I hadn't reacted quickly, I probably would have really died there today." "
That brat actually wanted to kill me! I'm his mother!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, seeing deep worry in each other's eyes.
If Qian Renshang was truly not dead and possessed power capable of contending with gods, this was undoubtedly a huge threat to the Spirit Hall.
Chrysanthemum Douluo cautiously asked, "Your Holiness, then... what should we do now?
Since Qian Renshang is still alive, he certainly won't let this go easily; he will definitely continue to harm the Spirit Hall."
A ruthless glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she gritted her teeth and said,
"Strengthen the Spirit Hall's defenses, summon all Soul Masters, and keep a close eye on Qian Renshang and those Soul Beasts' movements.
I need to recover my strength as soon as possible.
Next time we meet, I will definitely teach that brat Qian Renshang a lesson and show him the price of disrespecting his mother."
Ghost Douluo quickly nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, Your Holiness, rest assured, we will handle it.
However... Qian Renshang's strength has greatly increased now, and with the help of Soul Beasts, he may be difficult to deal with."
Bibi Dong coldly glanced at Ghost Douluo and said:
"I have become a god, why would I fear him?
He is merely struggling in his death throes. You only need to do as I command, and do not further embolden others while diminishing your own prestige!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo hurriedly replied, "Yes, we will obey the Pope's orders!" After speaking, she walked
with slightly heavy steps to the throne symbolizing supreme power, sat down heavily, and seemed to have lost some of her strength.
Her body trembled slightly, clearly not yet fully recovered from the thrilling battle just now.
Inside the Spirit Hall, everyone was silent, not daring to breathe.
The oppressive atmosphere was like a heavy boulder pressing on everyone's hearts, making it hard to breathe.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire hall, with only the crackling sound of the torches standing out starkly in the stillness.
(End of this chapter)
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