Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start.

Chapter 63 Golden Crocodile: Bibi Dong, you'll regret this!

Chapter 63 Golden Crocodile: Bibi Dong, you'll regret this!

A deathly silence.

The elders present were all ashen-faced and dared not even breathe loudly.

Oppose?

Are you kidding me!

This thing is a monster that can shatter the Haotian Battle Formation with a single blow and instantly kill even a peak Soul Douluo!

Anyone who dares to jump out and oppose at this time is asking for trouble.

Especially Demon Bear Douluo, who had personally witnessed how the Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder died, now wished he could turn around and run away!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was extremely ugly.

He never expected that Bibi Dong would dare to openly launch such an evil move in a place like the Elder Hall!

This is blatant violence! It's like holding a knife to everyone's throats and forcing them to vote!

"Bibi Dong! You've gone too far!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo gritted his teeth, his soul power surging. The huge phantom of the Golden Crocodile King appeared and disappeared behind him, trying to resist this terrifying suppressive force.

"Are you trying to force me to resign?!"

"A coup?"

Nan Feng chuckled and slowly stood up. His gray-white body instantly swelled, and his terrifying aura crashed down like Mount Tai!

boom-!!!

The Golden Crocodile King behind Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a mournful cry, actually being forcefully suppressed by this aura!

"Golden Crocodile, who's forcing your hand? Don't you know best?"

Nan Feng walked step by step toward Golden Crocodile Douluo. With each step, a black crack appeared in the surrounding space: "I am exercising the power of the Pope and protecting the interests of the Spirit Hall."

"But you—"

Nan Feng stopped in front of Jin E, looking down at him with a ghostly fire flickering in his eyes: "In order to suppress dissidents and for that ridiculous factional struggle, you actually disregard the overall situation of the Spirit Hall and want to reject the joining of a powerful ally."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Is it relying on seniority? Or—treason?!"

"Insolence!" Golden Crocodile roared.

"How dare you!" Nan Feng's eyes narrowed.

"I am the Pope!!"

Upon seeing this, the five retainers sitting next to the golden crocodile—Azure Phoenix, Lion, Light Feather, Thousand Pounds, and Demon Subduer—almost simultaneously stood up abruptly!

The pressure from Super Douluo of level 96 and above converged into a colorful torrent, forcefully pushing back the gray mist that filled the sky and protecting Golden Crocodile Douluo's body.

Inside the Elder Hall, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the tables and chairs creaked under the pressure of the two forces.

"Oh, so you're bullying the few with the many?"

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?"

Nan Feng's heterochromatic eyes slowly swept over the several elders. "Shall we make a move?"

"In the Elders' Hall, six elders joined forces—to assassinate the current Pope?"

"Interesting, very interesting."

Nan Feng spread his hands, even deliberately removing some of his defenses, revealing his vulnerable chest: "Come on."

"Let's do it."

"I just don't know if you're absolutely certain you can completely eliminate me here?"

"Guess what will happen if you fail, if I get away—"

"What will happen?"

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A deathly silence descended once more.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was completely stunned.

He never expected that Bibi Dong would be so tough!

They were even willing to break ties with the entire Hall of Worship for the sake of Tang Xiao and the so-called "establishment of authority"!

She's a complete mad gambler! She's gambling with the fate of the entire Spirit Hall!

Hands-on?

Absolutely not!

The Pope had just returned victorious, and his prestige was at its zenith.

If the Elders' Hall and the Pope were to clash at this point, or even force the Pope to leave, what would the Spirit Hall be seen as in the eyes of the world?

Internal strife? Split?

At that time, people will be filled with fear, and your prestige will be completely lost!

What's even more terrifying is what if we fail to kill her on the spot and she escapes—

"call----"

After a long silence, only heavy breathing could be heard in the hall.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared intently at the fearless gray-white figure, his anger eventually turning into deep fear and helplessness.

He slowly raised his hand and made a downward gesture to Qingwan and the others beside him, whose soul power was already boiling and who were ready to make a move at any time.

"stop."

"Second Brother?!" Guangling Douluo was somewhat unwilling.

"This woman is too arrogant! We—"

"I told you, stop!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a fierce shout and dispersed his soul power.

can not fight.

This woman dared to completely break ties with them here, even taking the initiative to provoke them; she couldn't possibly be without a backup plan.

If a real fight breaks out, the Spirit Hall will lose regardless of who wins or loses.

"snort!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo gave Nan Feng a deep look, his eyes filled with both fear and hatred.

"Bibi Dong, you'll regret this!"

After saying that, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, turned around, and strode out of the hall.

The other five retainers exchanged glances, feeling aggrieved but understanding the importance of the bigger picture. They glared fiercely at Bibi Dong, suppressed their auras, and followed the Golden Crocodile out in single file.

"Squeak—"

As the heavy doors of the Elder Hall closed once more, the six terrifying pressures that had been suffocating people finally vanished without a trace.

The main hall fell silent once more.

As Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard, and the others watched Golden Crocodile and the others leave, they cursed the ancestors of the Hall of Worship in their hearts.

You guys are pretty tough!

Go ahead and fight!

Why did you show off and then run away?! What are you doing leaving us here?!

"Cough cough————"

Nan Feng coughed lightly, and his eyes, which were dripping with venom, slowly turned and landed on the Demon Bear Douluo.

"Oh dear, it seems the worshippers have abstained."

"Then, the remaining elders—"

"Regarding Tang Xiao's appointment as an elder, does anyone else have a different opinion?"

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Demon Bear Douluo trembled as he felt the deathly aura that instantly locked onto him. He didn't even hesitate for a second.

"No objections!!"

"Your Holiness the Pope is wise and mighty! The Tang Clan Leader is the popular choice! I, Demon Bear, wholeheartedly agree!!"

"Your subordinate seconds this!"

"I have no objections!"

The other elders also rushed to express their opinions, afraid that if they were even a second late, Bibi Dong would write them down in her little notebook.

Nan Feng nodded in satisfaction, and the gray mist on his body slowly dissipated, revealing Bibi Dong's slightly pale yet majestic and beautiful face.

"It seems everyone is in agreement."

"Congratulations, Tang Xiao."

"From now on, you are an elder of the Spirit Hall."

Tang Xiao: "————"

Why does this position of elder feel like such a hot potato?

The Papal Palace, the sleeping quarters.

The brand-new palace, decorated in a purple-gold style, is both luxurious and mysterious, and is much more pleasing to the eye than the previous place, which was filled with traces of Chihiro.

"call----"

Nan Feng, controlling the Spider King clone, lay sprawled on the soft bed that could comfortably accommodate five or six people, letting out an extremely pleasant sigh.

"My clone's cooldown is finally over."

Bibi Dong sat in front of the dressing table, took off her heavy religious crown, and looked coldly through the mirror at the guy who had taken over her bed.

"Nan Feng, I'm warning you, if you ever jump on my bed without my permission again, I'll break all your legs."

"Tch, stingy."

Nan Feng rolled over, lying on his side, propping his head up with one hand as he looked at her: "Don't be so serious. Weren't we very impressive in the Elder Hall today? We made that old bastard Jin E so angry his face turned green. Isn't that something to celebrate?"

"prestige?"

Bibi Dong put down the comb, turned around, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. "It's impressive, but it's also completely torn off the mask."

"You know better than I do what Jin E is. Just because he tolerated it this time doesn't mean he'll keep tolerating it."

"He will definitely retaliate next."

"Come on then."

Nan Feng shrugged indifferently, "Anyway, as long as they still have some shame, as long as they still care about the overall situation of the Spirit Hall, they won't dare to fight you openly."

"As long as there's no fighting, what's the harm in resorting to underhanded tactics or political maneuvering?"

"Ha, I'll fucking kill these bastards!"

"and----"

Nan Feng sat up and said seriously, "We're holding a royal flush right now."

"The Haotian Sect has already played its card, and you've seen the effect. Now, let's strike while the iron is hot; there are more important things to do."

"What is it?" Bibi Dong asked.

"A debriefing meeting!"

Nan Feng slapped his thigh. "The battle is over, the show's been put on, shouldn't we give the audience an explanation?"

"Think about it, just two days ago they were fighting to the death with the Haotian Sect, threatening to wipe out their entire family. But in the end, Tang Xiao became an elder, and everyone became a loving family."

"This reversal is too fast. Not to mention that Golden Crocodile might want to use this to cause trouble, even the ordinary Soul Masters below are probably completely dumbfounded, wondering if the Pope is playing them for fools."

"Human hearts are most susceptible to suspicion."

"We've gone to great lengths to win hearts and minds and establish our prestige through this war. If it collapses now, all our previous efforts will have been in vain."

Bibi Dong nodded thoughtfully: "So, you need a grand ceremony to—rationalize this?"

"It's not just about rationalization, it's about—defining the nature of it!"

Nan Feng's eyes gleamed. "Hurry up, send out the invitations!"

"We invite envoys from the seven major sects and two great empires, as well as all the prominent figures in the Soul Master world, to come to Wuhun City!"

"As for the name—let's call it the Continental Soul Master Peace Summit, and incidentally celebrate the Clear Sky Sect's abandonment of darkness and joining the Spirit Hall family."

"I will, in front of the whole world, completely pin the blame for this war on Tang Hao and Qian Xunji!"

"I want everyone to know that it wasn't the Spirit Hall that changed its mind on a whim, but rather that Pope Bibi Dong, with her profound understanding of righteousness, generously forgave the Clear Sky Sect for the sake of all living beings and the peace of the Spirit Master world!"

"Once this golden statue is properly crafted, if that old bastard Golden Crocodile tries to use this as an excuse, he'll be going against peace and the will of the people worldwide!"