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

What exactly does Her Holiness the Pope want to do? What good will it do her to tear off the Spirit Hall's fig leaf and expose the Second Elder's true colors? Isn't she afraid that the Spirit Hall will really fall apart?

While everyone was still in shock, Nan Feng on the platform didn't stop. He took a step forward, looking down at the golden crocodile, his voice cold:

“If the Pope makes a mistake, the Elders’ Council has the right to advise him, and even the right to dismiss him. This is the rule.”

"But!"

Nan Feng abruptly changed the subject, his eyes flashing like lightning:

"What if the elders are wrong? What if the Elders' Hall, which holds the power of oversight, is corrupt?!"

Golden Crocodile trembled with rage, pointing at Nan Feng: "You...you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Nan Feng didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He flicked his sleeves and stood with his hands behind his back. "I originally thought that as the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, having served two dynasties, you would be highly respected and have profound insights to share with all the Soul Masters in the world today."

"I never expected you to utter such vulgar language!"

Nan Feng's face was filled with disappointment and disdain. "I have gathered all the Soul Masters in the world today to clarify the truth! To set things right! To give the world justice!"

"Since you are a sycophantic minister, you should only hide your head and struggle for food and clothing. How dare you speak of righteousness before the people of the world?!"

"puff……"

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt a sweet, metallic taste rise to his throat. He had lived for over a hundred years and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Bibi Dong! You...you shut up!!"

The golden crocodile's eyes were bloodshot, and its soul power surged violently. It was so angry that it wanted to rush onto the stage regardless of everything.

"shut up!!"

Nan Feng roared, his Killing God Domain instantly compressing and crashing directly into the Golden Crocodile, forcefully suppressing its momentum.

"Shameless old thief!!"

"Don't you know that all the Soul Masters in the world would love to devour your flesh alive! How dare you utter such nonsense here!!"

"You—!!" Golden Crocodile almost fainted from catching his breath.

Nan Feng gave him no chance to breathe, taking a step forward with each sentence, pressing forward relentlessly, each word piercing his heart:

"Indulging Qian Xunji's greed and ambition has ignited a major war!"

"To cover up crimes, fabricate lies, and deceive the world!"

"Now that the truth has been exposed, they still dare to use the name of 'righteousness' to engage in self-deception! They want to forcibly silence the world!"

"This is absolutely ridiculous!"

Nan Feng descended the steps step by step, approaching the golden crocodile. His terrifying aura caused the surrounding elders to give way, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

"You white-haired scoundrel! You old, bearded thief!!"

"You are about to die. When that time comes, how will you face the sages of the Spirit Hall throughout history?!"

"How can you face the spirits of those Soul Masters who were deceived by you and died fighting for so-called 'justice'?!"

Jin E turned pale from the scolding, staggered, his finger pointing at Nan Feng trembled violently, and his lips quivered, but he couldn't utter a sound: "You...you..."

"If I were you!"

Nan Feng gave him no chance to breathe, his voice soaring and resounding through the sky:

"Back when Qian Xunji secretly mobilized troops and plotted treason, I should have remonstrated with him even at the cost of my life!"

"If I were you!"

"As soon as the truth first came to light and the grave mistake was made, he should have carried thorns on his back to apologize and committed suicide to atone for his sins!"

"It would never be like you—"

Nan Feng suddenly moved closer to the golden crocodile, his eyes filled with disdain and disgust:

"Taking advantage of their age! Harboring filth and evil!"

"Using rotten wood as beams! It will bring chaos to the temple!"

"Even in this state, you still dare to bark and howl!!"

Seeing the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was already rolling his eyes in anger and swaying precariously, Nan Feng suddenly flicked his sleeve and turned around.

"I've never seen it before!"

"How can someone be so shameless?!"

"puff--!!!"

As the final words, "I have never seen such a shameless person," fell to the ground, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt the pent-up anger in his chest explode completely. He could no longer suppress a mouthful of bright red blood, which gushed out and stained the elder's robe that symbolized his glory.

His body swayed violently, and he fell backward, his aged face filled with despair and disbelief.

He, a dignified level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo and the second elder of the Spirit Hall, was actually insulted to the point of vomiting blood by a junior in front of the whole world right at his own doorstep!

Chapter 87. To be old and not die... is to be a thief!

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"Second Master!!"

"Second Brother!!"

Just as the golden crocodile was about to fall, several powerful auras suddenly erupted from the depths of the Elder Hall, instantly rushing down to the foot of the high platform.

Amidst the flickering light and shadow, several aged yet terrifying figures appeared.

The leader had a handsome face like a young man, but his hair was white and his left eye was covered with frost. He was none other than the Light Feather Douluo.

He caught the swaying Golden Crocodile, his intact right eye blazing with murderous intent, and the Radiant Bow in his hand appeared, its cold arrowhead pointing directly at Nan Feng on the high platform.

Behind him, several elders, including Azure Phoenix Douluo and Lion Douluo, also had grim faces and surging soul power, as if they were ready to rush onto the stage at any moment and tear this treasonous pope to pieces.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense!

"Stop...all of you stop!!"

Just as Guangling was about to draw his bow, Golden Crocodile Douluo grabbed his wrist.

He was panting heavily, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, but a deep terror shone in his cloudy old eyes.

He raised his head and stared intently at Nan Feng on the high platform.

He originally thought that such a display would at least make the other side wary and restrain themselves.

But no.

He saw no fear in those purple eyes, but instead... excitement? Anticipation?!

wrong!

The golden crocodile felt a sudden chill in its heart, as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

This crazy woman... she's doing it on purpose! She's trying to force us to take action!

If the elders of the Hall of Elders were to openly besiege the Pope in front of the Pope's Palace and all the heroes of the world, what would the Spirit Hall become?

It became a laughing stock of insubordination and internal strife!

Adding to her earlier remarks that claimed the moral high ground, if she were to take action, the Elders' Hall would be seen as "enraged and humiliated," and "trying to cover up their treasonous acts"!

Once its reputation is ruined, the Spirit Hall's foundation will be completely destroyed!

"Cough cough... Nobody is allowed to move!!" the Golden Crocodile roared hoarsely.

Although Guangling and the others were puzzled, seeing their second brother's reaction, they could only suppress their anger and stare intently at the stage.

however.

They wanted to settle things peacefully, but Nan Feng had no intention of letting them off the hook.

"Oh, you're out already?"

Nan Feng looked at the row of worshippers below the stage, who should have been the foundation of the Spirit Hall but were now acting like a group of protective mother hens, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips:

"What? Are you all rushing out here to get scolded?"

"You just insulted that old bastard Jin E, and you're not satisfied? You have to get everyone else together to get insulted too, right?"

"You!!" The hot-tempered Lion Douluo was about to explode.

Nan Feng's gaze suddenly sharpened, his eyes like tangible slaps landing hard on their faces:

"A bunch of old fogies, holed up in the Elder Hall, never seeing the light of day for decades, eating the best offerings from the Spirit Hall and enjoying the highest treatment."

"Tell me, what value do you have to the Spirit Hall?!"

"Each of them bears the title of revered elder, yet they disregard the safety of the Spirit Hall and the dignity of the Pope!"

Azure Phoenix Douluo's face darkened. He stepped forward, his voice cold and hard: "Bibi Dong, watch your words! We, as elders, are here to protect the foundation of the Spirit Hall and to conceal our strength in preparation for future enemies! How dare you slander us like this?!"

"Protect the Spirit Hall?"

Nan Feng smiled.

"really?"

"I do not believe."

He abruptly flicked his sleeve, pointed at the Spirit Hall soldiers below the stage, some still wrapped in bandages, and roared:

"If it's to protect the Spirit Hall, then why were you guardians nowhere to be seen when the Spirit Hall went to war with the Clear Sky Sect?!"

"When I, the Pope, personally led the army and was besieged by Tang Xiao and several elders of the Haotian Sect, where were your resources?!"

"I'm fighting tooth and nail, bleeding on the front lines! And you're all drinking tea and playing chess in the Elders' Hall!"

"Once the battle is over, and I've won and returned in triumph, you'll all be jumping out in high spirits?"

"They nitpick and criticize me at every turn, saying I don't know the rules and that I don't respect my elders?"

"When we're working, you're nowhere to be found; you can't even be called! Now that the work's done, you come out here to give orders?!"

"This is what you call protection?!"

"What exactly is the Spirit Hall that you're protecting?!"