Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

At 9:00 AM, the papal coronation ceremony officially began at the Papal Palace.

Qian Renchen stood at the foot of the steps on the left side of the main hall of the Papal Palace. Above him stood Bibi Dong, and below him stood Qian Renxue.

The sect leaders and elders of the various sects entered the Papal Palace one after another. The first to enter were four groups: the sect leaders and accompanying elders of the Holy Dragon Sect, Black Tiger Sect, Rock Antelope Sect, and Sparrow Bee Sect.

Although these four sects are not the old-established Lower Four Sects, the strength of their sect leaders is no less than that of the Lower Four Sect leaders. They are not included because their sect influence and heritage are slightly inferior.

Following that, four more groups, led by the Temple Knights, entered the hall one after another. These were the four lower sects: the sect leaders of the Elephant Armor Sect, the White Tiger Sect, the Wind Sword Sect, and the Fire Leopard Sect, along with their accompanying elders.

Following them were the two remaining top three sects, namely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The envoy from the Heavenly Dou Empire was Prince Xue Xing, the brother of Emperor Xue Ye.

The emperor of the Star Luo Empire had no brothers, so the envoy he sent was a duke from the Zhu family, a Soul Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi stood in the main hall, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if observing the strength of the Spirit Hall.

The destruction of the Clear Sky Sect put immense pressure on him. The existence of the Spirit Hall was like a Damocles' sword hanging over their heads, and they never knew when the crisis would strike.

Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu did not give him the opportunity to understand the Spirit Hall's true strength, because few of the elders and senior members attended the Pope's coronation ceremony...

Seeing that all the invited forces had arrived, Qian Daoliu, standing on the steps of the Papal Palace, took the papal crown and scepter from the tray held by the knight, and his voice, imbued with soul power, resounded throughout the hall.

"Today, the coronation ceremony of the Pope of the Spirit Hall is witnessed by representatives from the two great empires of the continent and various sects."

"With the death of former Pope Qian Xunji, the Spirit Hall cannot be without a leader for even a day. Saintess Bibi Dong, possessing extraordinary talent, has already advanced her spirit power to the level of Title Douluo, making her the rightful successor of the Spirit Hall. She should succeed to the position of Pope. We request that the Saintess ascend the throne!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inner joy and excitement, and went up to the top of the steps, bowing respectfully.

Qian Daoliu asked, "Bibi Dong, are you willing to succeed to the position of Pope and take charge of the Spirit Hall?"

"I do," Bibi Dong said solemnly.

Qian Daoliu suppressed his discomfort, placed the Pope's crown on Bibi Dong's head, and handed the scepter to her. He said in a deep voice, "By divine decree, I bestow upon you the Pope's crown and scepter, granting you the authority to govern all Soul Masters under heaven and to oversee all affairs of the Spirit Hall."

Holding her scepter, Bibi Dong turned to face the crowd in the hall, her heart surging with emotion. "I, Bibi Dong, hereby swear that I am willing to dedicate my life to the Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu said, "The ceremony is complete. Welcome His Holiness the Pope!"

At that moment, all members of the Spirit Hall knelt on one knee, saying, "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

People from the two great empires and various sects also symbolically bowed their heads in salute.

Qian Renchen glanced around and realized that he was the only one still frozen in place.

The next second, a gentle yet irresistible soul force surged forth, forcing him to bend over. He knew without a doubt that it must have been his grandfather's doing.

Bibi Dong gently waved her scepter, her tone calm, "Gentlemen, there's no need for such formalities."

The various factions slowly rose and began whispering among themselves.

"Feng Zhi, this Bibi Dong is too young. She looks even younger than Tang Hao was back then. I didn't expect her to have already become a Title Douluo!" Sword Douluo said in a deep voice, his expression solemn.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and sighed in a voice transmission, "The Spirit Hall is getting stronger and stronger. Why did such a genius appear in the Spirit Hall and even inherit the title of Pope? I hope she is not an ambitious person."

Bibi Dong stood to one side, and Qian Daoliu once again picked up a golden crown from the tray in the hands of the temple knight, his gaze falling on Qian Renchen.

"Qian Renchen, with extraordinary talent, is hereby granted the title of Holy Son. Please ascend the steps to receive your investiture."

Upon hearing Lao Deng finally call him to the stage, Qian Renchen smiled and went straight up the steps.

He heard the news yesterday that he was to be named a Holy Son, a privilege even his sister didn't receive. After all, Qian Renxue wasn't named a Holy Maiden, so this was incredibly cool.

Of course, there's no need to make such a grand spectacle of bestowing the title of Holy Son upon someone, letting everyone from all the major powers know about it.

This move could actually put him in a dangerous situation, arousing the suspicion and covetousness of various forces.

But Qian Renchen wasn't afraid. He was more than happy to be targeted by various forces, who would come to him to kill him. In the future, when he went on long trips, he would bring along a Title Douluo.

Moreover, a normal person wouldn't dare kill a Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. At this critical juncture, the Clear Sky Sect has just suffered a devastating disaster. Apart from a madman like Tang Hao, who would dare to provoke the Spirit Hall?

Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly. He had always been cautious throughout his life. He had originally planned to have Bibi Dong establish him as a holy son in the Papal Palace that evening, witnessed by the worshippers and elders. He never expected that the child would be here.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. His face hardened, and he said solemnly, "Qian Renchen, are you willing to take over the position of Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

"I do," Qian Renchen said with a smile.

Qian Daoliu personally placed the Holy Son Golden Crown on his head. He had worn this crown before, and Qian Xunji had also worn it. Now it had been passed down to Qian Renchen.

He looked his spirited grandson up and down and couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Time flies! Before I knew it, I was already a grandfather."

He suppressed all distractions, his expression solemn, and said in a deep voice, "From this day forward, you are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. You shall lead the younger generation of the Spirit Hall."

"The ceremony of the Holy Son's investiture is complete. We respectfully invite you all to offer your congratulations."

"Clap clap clap—"

A round of enthusiastic applause broke out, and the applause gradually faded away as Qian Renchen stood beside Qian Daoliu.

Ning Fengzhi's face was gloomy as he whispered, "Uncle Jian, Qian Daoliu specially bestowed this title upon this child, and given that the child also bears the surname Qian, he is likely his descendant. Nine times out of ten, he is an unparalleled genius!"

Chen Xin frowned slightly and transmitted her voice, "Feng Zhi, this brat has a special identity, so don't get any funny ideas..."

"Uncle Jian, what are you thinking? I'm just marveling at how many geniuses the Spirit Hall has." Ning Fengzhi echoed with his soul power, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

He was, after all, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Given his position, he wouldn't do something so irrational as to provoke the Spirit Hall's wrath.

At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo was already standing on the steps, while Qian Daoliu's figure had long since disappeared.

His gaze swept over the guests present, and he said calmly, "Today, in addition to inviting you distinguished guests to attend the coronation ceremony of the Pope of the Spirit Hall, there is another matter to announce."

"May I ask what brings you here, sir?" an elder from the Black Tiger Sect asked.