Douluo Continent: The Angel of the Dead, starting by slaying Bibi Dong!

Chapter Ten: In the Name of the Pope, Above All Power!

The question, "Since you acknowledge it, why not worship?" left everyone speechless.

Qian Xunling's gaze ignored the unimportant people and was fixed on the three upper sects, the two great empires, and the kings of numerous kingdoms and duchies.

Whether others worship or not is not important; the most powerful people on the mainland are just this one group.

Once they paid homage, Qian Renxue's supreme status was established.

"As expected, a new broom sweeps clean."

"This first fire has already spread to my three upper sects."

Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wore a bitter expression.

I wish I hadn't come.

Originally, I wanted to be invited to attend the ceremony for the new Pope of the Spirit Hall, to lay a good foundation for the future, and to make money through harmony.

Ning Fengzhi never expected that his efforts to improve relations would be used by the Spirit Hall as a stepping stone to exploit him and his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen's face also turned ashen.

He could admit that the Pope of the Spirit Hall was a nine-year-old girl.

After all, no matter what, the Pope's position is a matter within the Spirit Hall, and as outsiders, they have no right to choose.

But now they're making him bow down to a nine-year-old girl right off the bat.

At his age, he is a full twelve years older than the former Pope Qian Xunji. Doesn't he have any pride?

Xue Ye's lips twitched repeatedly in the Heaven Dou Empire.

The Emperor of the Star Luo Empire also looked rather grim.

Only the kings of many kingdoms and duchies showed fear.

Unlike the Empire, which had a million elite soldiers, they only had tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of troops. Faced with a behemoth like the Spirit Hall, they had absolutely no power to resist.

If the Spirit Hall is angered, it's uncertain whether there will still be kingdoms or duchies on the continent.

They remain in a wait-and-see mode.

After all, the two great empires have not yet expressed their opinions. If these vassal kingdoms and duchies were to express their opinions first, they would more or less lose face for their suzerain states.

On the mainland, the most powerful top-level power struggle is slowly beginning to unfold.

The Heavenly Dou Empire did not pay homage on the snowy night because the three upper sects supported them, while Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had not yet expressed his opinion.

Some were too embarrassed to admit it.

That's right, it's about saving face.

The Star Luo Empire's emperor refused to pay homage because he believed that his status as emperor of the Star Luo Empire was enough to put him on equal footing with the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

After all, the Star Luo Empire possesses thousands of miles of territory, several kingdoms and duchies, a million elite soldiers, numerous soul masters within its borders, and even the support of the three upper sects like the Clear Sky Sect.

Furthermore, for thousands of years, the two great empires have ruled the continent separately, and this has always been the case. Yet, no emperor has ever been seen bowing to the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

He was still concerned about saving face.

Compared to the powerful Upper Three Sects and the two great empires with millions of elite troops, the Lower Four Sects, which are far weaker, have no such concerns.

Looking at Qian Renxue on the Pope's throne, the Elephant Armor Sect did not hesitate at all and launched a group attack for the four lower sects.

"Huyan Zhen of the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the four lower sects, pays respects to the new Pope!"

Bang~!

With Hu Yanzhen kneeling on one knee, opening up the situation for the four lower sects, the other three sects did not hesitate at all and knelt on one knee as well.

"Black Tiger Sect..."

"Fire Leopard Sect..."

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"Greetings to the new Pope!!!"

The four sect leaders looked up at Qian Renxue, who sat high on the papal throne, their eyes filled with deep fear.

What they feared was not Qian Renxue, who sat high on the papal throne, but the elder standing beside her, and Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunling standing behind her!

The Spirit Hall is filled with titles and honors.

Just one of them could wipe out the four lower sects.

How could they not be afraid under such an absolute threat of force?

Whew!

In the main seat, Qian Renxue took a deep breath.

The stalemate has finally been broken.

Looking at the sect leaders of the four lower sects, Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

The Xiangjia Sect is quite good; they know how to adapt to the times.

Turning her head, Qian Renxue looked at the three sects, the two great empires, and the numerous kingdoms and duchies surrounding them.

His gaze gradually turned cold.

I know this is the obstacle in front of me.

The three upper sects, relying on their long-standing prestige, want to be on equal footing with the Spirit Hall and themselves.

With their vast territories and millions of soldiers, the two great empires have sat on the throne for thousands of years, on equal footing with the Pope... What will Uncle do next?

Qian Renxue felt that this was extremely difficult.

If it weren't for my second uncle, even if my grandfather forced me to become the Pope, these people probably wouldn't have given the Spirit Hall any face.

Qian Renxue shook her head, a look of desolation flashing in her eyes.

No, Grandpa will not nominate himself to become Pope.

There's only my second uncle, and only my second uncle...

Considering that Grandpa tacitly allowed Bibi Dong to become Pope, this might be one of the reasons.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Even if he were to become Pope, with the help of the elders, the position of Pope would be well-deserved.

But it will never gain the approval of this group.

One second, two seconds...

Three eerie minutes passed.

Chihiro's patience has run out.

Since these people don't want dignity, then I should make sure they do.

"Why don't you worship!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from Qian Xunling's body.

The aura of the dead instantly enveloped the entire city.

The twenty-one undead from the Spirit Hall beside him suddenly looked up, their heads flashing with blood.

A powerful aura swept across the entire venue.

Bang~!

The king of the principality was the first to succumb.

Bang!

Next came the kings of the various kingdoms.

When that terrifying, overwhelming pressure struck, they turned pale and suddenly knelt on the ground.

Two Soul Douluos immediately supported Emperor Xueye's shoulders.

Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School gripped his scepter tightly with both hands. Under the terrifying pressure, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's expressions changed drastically.

Feeling that powerful aura that made even the soul tremble, the Star Luo Emperor's face turned slightly pale.

No one stood in his way, for he was already the strongest person from the Star Luo Empire present.

Unable to withstand the oppressive force, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan began to kneel down one after another.

Yu Yuanzhen's face was gloomy.

Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from Qian Xunling, which was even stronger than that of the one from the Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunling made no attempt to conceal her killing intent, knowing that if she didn't make a statement today, she wouldn't be able to leave.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is considered neutral.

However, his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has become one of the top three clans. How easy is it for him to remain aloof?

In the martial world, one is not free to choose one's own path. As one of the three upper sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, if they do not express their stance today, they are destined to be unable to leave Wuhun City.

After figuring everything out, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just as he was about to make a move, in the next instant, he felt several auras stronger than himself lock onto him.

"The three upper sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, with their sect leader Yu Yuanzhen, pay their respects to the new Pope of the Spirit Hall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yuanzhen bowed deeply to Qian Renxue, who was seated on the papal throne.

This is the most he can do.

Qian Xunling's gaze swept over Yu Yuanzhen without lingering, finally settling on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the two great empires.

Yu Yuanzhen is just an old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. His descendants are few and far between, and he's just a lone dragon by the roadside. If they behave themselves, Qian Xunling won't touch them. If they don't behave, Qian Xunling will have them wiped out today.

"Our three upper sects have always maintained peaceful relations with the Spirit Hall, so why must the Grand Elder force us to this point?"

Seeing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three major sects, admit defeat, Ning Fengzhi spoke with some helplessness.

Qianxunling's gaze grew cold.

He knew that the three upper sects had a high prestige on the continent, even comparable to the empire, but he never expected Ning Fengzhi to be so arrogant.

"Since we can't reason with you properly, then all of you... kneel down and talk to me!"

The oppressive aura emanating from Qian Xunling intensified once more.

Bang~!

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye, the only ones still standing from the Heaven Dou Empire and the weakest among them, suddenly knelt heavily on the ground.

"How dare you! For thousands of years, our two great empires have stood on equal footing with the Pope. How dare you overstep your authority!"

Turning her head, Qian Xunling looked in the direction of the Star Luo Empire.

A cold smile slowly curled at the corner of his lips.

"Then from this moment forward, the Pope's name shall supersede all other powers!"