Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Then, between Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the figure slowly solidified.

As the moonlight streamed in, the first thing that caught the eye was an exquisite and magnificent papal crown.

Next came a fitted robe in white gold and dark purple.

Moreover, she had long, slightly wavy purple hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin was as white and smooth as jade, and her features were so exquisite they seemed unreal.

At the same time, he lightly gripped a two-meter-long scepter in his right hand, with a fist-sized amethyst embedded at the top.

The person who arrived was none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall!

She is also one of the most powerful women in the entire Douluo Continent.

She appeared out of nowhere between the two titled Douluo.

Upon seeing Bibi Dong, Lin Ye's face instantly turned incredulous.

He had long suspected that the Spirit Hall might notice him, but he never expected that it wouldn't be any elders or deacons who came.

It was the Pope himself!

Bibi Dong has personally arrived!

What does this mean?

This means that his performance in the Soul Arena tonight has completely alarmed the highest levels of the Spirit Hall!

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing behind him froze, her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul trembling wildly within her body.

Two titled Douluo are already terrifying enough.

Now there's something even more terrifying.

Zhu Zhuqing tightly gripped Lin Ye's clothes from behind, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

After Bibi Dong stopped, her gaze passed over Yue Guan and Gui Mei, and landed directly on Lin Ye.

Those purple eyes were calm and undisturbed, but Lin Ye felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him from all directions at the same time.

This kind of pressure is different from that of Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

The pressure from those two was as sharp as a blade.

Bibi Dong, on the other hand, had an endless ocean.

And they had no chance to resist.

"Your Holiness the Pope..."

Lin Ye took a deep breath, bowed slightly, and his brain was working at lightning speed.

"Lin Ye truly had no idea that His Holiness the Pope had been disturbed tonight. May I ask, Your Holiness, why are you here so late at night...?"

Bibi Dong did not answer immediately.

She simply gazed at Lin Ye in silence.

That gaze didn't seem to be looking at a three-ring Soul Master, but rather as if it were examining a rare treasure.

The silence lasted for nearly three seconds.

Then Bibi Dong spoke, her voice clear, calm, and carrying the aura of a superior who commanded respect.

"Kid."

"I heard your martial spirit is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."

"I'm very interested."

She tilted her scepter slightly, and the light from the amethyst swept across Lin Ye's face.

"Would you please reveal your Martial Soul so that this Pope may have a look?"

That sounds like a polite remark.

But Lin Ye knew very well that the "may or not" that came from the Pope's mouth was not a request for his opinion.

Lin Ye then proceeded without hesitation.

Hesitation indicates guilt, and guilt indicates that there is something to investigate.

"Since His Holiness the Pope wishes to see it, Lin Ye will naturally comply."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ye's soul power surged!

boom!

An extremely evil aura exploded outwards from him!

A dark purple, malevolent aura, crackling with strands of lightning, coiled around his body.

At the same time, spiderweb-like cracks slowly appeared on the stone pavement underfoot.

As the phantom of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger slowly emerged behind Lin Ye,

A flicker of emotion finally appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"It really is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."

She spoke softly, her tone tinged with a sentiment she herself was unaware of.

"I never imagined that someone in the Douluo Continent would actually possess such an extremely evil martial soul."

at this time,

hum!

Three soul rings rose up one after another beneath Lin Ye's feet.

First ring, purple.

The second ring, purple.

The third ring, black!

The deep, dark light of the ten-thousand-year-old soul ring was particularly dazzling in the night.

"hiss……"

Upon seeing Lin Ye's ten-thousand-year soul ring, Yue Guan gasped in shock, his effeminate face filled with astonishment.

"The intelligence was correct!" he blurted out.

"The spirit ring configuration is truly two purple and one black! Putting aside the first two thousand-year spirit rings, this third spirit ring is actually a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!"

He then turned to look at the ghost.

"Old Ghost, how did he do that? A level 38 Soul Master, absorbing ten thousand years' worth of Soul Rings in just one year? How is that possible?"

The ghost beside him remained silent, but a clear look of shock appeared in its eyes, which had been cold throughout.

Bibi Dong's gaze lingered on the black spirit ring for a full five seconds.

Her inner world was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

The third ring of ten thousand years.

The Spirit Hall has nurtured countless geniuses. Which of those young spirit masters, who are crowned with the title of "chosen ones of heaven," was not cultivated with the full strength of the hall?

Even so, no one has ever been able to absorb a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast in their third soul ring.

not a single one.

And this young boy in front of us actually did it.

Bibi Dong then withdrew her gaze and smiled slightly.

With such potential and physical strength, once he grows up, he will surely sweep aside all others of the same level and be invincible!

These extraordinary talents must be kept under the control of the Spirit Hall! They must not be allowed to fall into the hands of any other force!

A glint of unwavering fervor flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She then walked slowly forward, each step carrying the composure and imposing presence characteristic of the Pope.

It stopped three steps in front of Lin Ye.

"Kid, your name is Lin Ye."

"I was an orphan from a young age and do not belong to any sect, academy, or power."

She paused slightly, her gaze fixed on Lin Ye.

Am I right?

Lin Ye's heart sank.

His background has been discovered so thoroughly.

Their origins, background, and affiliation with powerful forces... everything is crystal clear.

As expected of the Spirit Hall, it is indeed unfathomable.

But he didn't show it at all.

"His Holiness the Pope is absolutely right."

Lin Ye nodded slightly and said frankly,

"Lin Ye indeed does not belong to any faction; he has always ventured out on his own."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face.

That was the first time she smiled that night.

The cold moonlight shone on her profile, adding an indescribable charm to her noble and aloof face.

"Boy, you've probably already guessed why I've come here in person."

She gently tapped the ground with her scepter, and the light of the amethyst spread out in a soft halo between the two of them.

"I'll only ask you one question."

"Would you be willing to join the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the night wind.

Join the Spirit Hall.

Although Lin Ye had a vague guess in his heart from the moment Bibi Dong appeared.

But when Bibi Dong actually said those words, he still found it hard to believe.

What is the Spirit Hall in the entire Douluo Continent?

It was a transcendent existence that surpassed both empires, a sacred place that all Soul Masters dreamed of.

Many Soul Masters have spent their entire lives without ever stepping into the Spirit Hall.

And now, the Pope of the Spirit Hall has personally extended an invitation.

How many people on the entire mainland have ever enjoyed such a privilege?

As Lin Ye was rapidly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Bibi Dong spoke again.

"This Pope knows that empty words cannot persuade true geniuses."

"so………"