Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 470 The Shock of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's Power

Dai Chengfeng was overjoyed. His White Tiger Martial Soul had finally broken free of its shackles and evolved into a higher level of existence—the Heavenly White Tiger!
These wings are not merely a means of flight; they are a symbol of the power of wind and sky, representing that his martial spirit has gained the authority of the sky, and his speed, agility, and attack methods will undergo earth-shattering changes.

The feedback brought about by the evolution of martial spirits is also enormous.

Dai Chengfeng's soul power, which was already at a critical point, was pushed to its limit by this evolutionary force, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Boom——!
It was as if some kind of shackle within his body had been completely broken, and his soul power surged like a floodgate opening, rushing to the threshold of level fifty!

"Cool!!!"

Dai Chengfeng could even clearly feel that his soul power level was now steadily at level fifty.

But this is far from the end!

The medicinal power of the Four Symbols and Five Elements Lotus remained immense, continuously transforming into pure soul power. However, because it had not acquired a fifth soul ring, this soul power could not be upgraded and was forcibly suppressed and accumulated within its body.

He estimated that once he obtained a suitable fifth spirit ring, this accumulated power would erupt once again.

This caused his soul power level to experience another astonishing surge!

After an unknown amount of time, the energy fluctuations in the quiet room gradually subsided.

Dai Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming with a sharp, almost tangible light.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the surging, powerful soul force within his body, far surpassing anything he had ever experienced, as well as the vast, insightful spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness. An unprecedented sense of power filled his entire body.

With a thought, the illusory white tiger behind him let out a joyful growl, its silver wings fluttering gently, lifting his body slowly into the air, three feet off the ground.

Although he was only moving around in a small area in a quiet room, the feeling of having complete control over the sky made him feel refreshed and happy.

"Success... The Four Symbols and Five Elements Lotus is truly heaven-defying!"

Dai Chengfeng landed back on the ground, unable to hide the joy on his face.

His martial soul evolved, his mental strength broke through to the Title Douluo level, and his soul power reached level 50. All of this far exceeded his initial expectations.

After getting used to the new power, Dai Chengfeng felt the immense, yet somewhat "blocked," soul power within his body due to the lack of soul rings, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

"It's time to find an opportunity to receive my fifth spirit ring..."

Thinking of his fifth spirit ring, Dai Chengfeng subconsciously thought of Qiu'er, "I just wonder what kind of surprise she will bring me this time?"

Now that his martial soul had evolved, Dai Chengfeng did not linger in the room any longer.

He was getting hungry. "I wonder how long this spirit evolution took..."

As Dai Chengfeng pondered this, he pushed open the door to the room.

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating his tall, upright figure and his sharp yet ethereal eyes.

Having just undergone a transformative metamorphosis, Dai Chengfeng's senses were still in an extremely acute state. The temperature of the sunlight, the movement of dust particles in the air, and the faint chirping of birds in the distance all seemed exceptionally clear.

However, when Dai Chengfeng's eyes adjusted to the light and he could see the scene outside the door clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

The entrance to his once quiet courtyard was now crowded with people.

The leader was tall and graceful, wearing a luxurious light purple dress with intricate gold embroidery on the hem, exuding an air of unapproachable majesty amidst her elegance and nobility.

Her stunningly beautiful face held a hint of scrutiny and concern; it was Pope Bibidon.

Standing beside her, on either side, were two strangely shaped men, none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Yue Guan still possessed that alluring yet feminine charm, holding a rare and exquisite chrysanthemum between her fingers, her eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry.

The ghostly figures were shrouded in a layer of black mist, their aura sinister and their silence palpable, yet their gazes, flickering beneath the mist, were also focused on Dai Chengfeng. What caught Dai Chengfeng's attention even more was that behind Bibi Dong and the other two stood several elderly men with profound auras and white hair and beards.

He didn't recognize these old men, but judging from the faint fluctuations of soul power emanating from their bodies, they were at least Soul Douluo level experts, and there might even be some Title Douluo.

They were dressed in clothing that was not typical of the Spirit Hall; they looked more like elders.

They were all staring intently at him, their faces filled with astonishment and doubt.

"This is……"

Dai Chengfeng had some doubts, but his mind raced and he instantly understood the reason.

The Four Symbols and Five Elements Lotus is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. The extraordinary phenomena caused by its medicinal power, especially the roar of the White Tiger of Heaven and the majestic aura that soars into the sky when the Martial Soul evolves, are probably impossible to hide from the top experts in Martial Soul City.

Their little courtyard must have been enveloped by the powerful energy fluctuations and ancient beastly might, attracting them all over.

At that moment, the lips of several unfamiliar elderly men parted slightly, as if they wanted to ask a question.

However, before they could utter a sound, Bibi Dong's clear and authoritative voice rang out first, breaking the silence: "There is nothing here, elders, please return."

Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

It's as if they're stating a given fact, rather than discussing it.

"But, Your Holiness the Pope..."

"Hmm?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

For a moment, the old men opened their mouths, but in the end they said nothing, their faces showing a look of dissatisfaction.

They were clearly extremely curious about what had happened to Dai Chengfeng; the energy fluctuations and martial spirit pressure were too astonishing, making them eager to know what was going on.

But faced with Pope Bibidon's clear order to leave, and the increasingly heavy pressure emanating from her, the group exchanged glances and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Ultimately, no one dared to defy the Pope's will, especially this Pope whose methods became increasingly iron-fisted.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

In the end, the elderly men could only bow respectfully, filled with doubt and a hint of resentment, before turning and leaving one after another.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei also looked at Bibi Dong, their eyes filled with questions.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "Yue Guan, Gui Mei, you two should also step back and strengthen the guard. No one is allowed to approach this place without my order."

"As ordered."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei respectfully responded, and with a flash, they disappeared from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, only Bibi Dong and Dai Chengfeng remained at the entrance of the once somewhat crowded courtyard.

The sunlight shone on Bibi Dong, gilding her exquisite features with a golden edge.

She wasn't wearing her nine-curved purple-gold crown today; her cascading purple hair was casually draped over her shoulders, adding to her languid charm and allure.

Her purple eyes were deep and unfathomable, and she was quietly watching Dai Chengfeng, as if trying to see through him from the inside out.

Her figure was breathtakingly outlined in the fitted long dress, her full breasts, slender waist, and plump hips combining to form a masterpiece of nature.

She possesses both the delicate charm of a young girl and the voluptuousness of a mature woman. In particular, the noble and aloof air cultivated from her long-term high position, mixed with a hint of languid allure, is fatally attractive to any man.

(End of this chapter)