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"Wait! I refuse to accept this!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the crowd below.
The man, his face filled with disdain, pointed at Ye Han and sneered:
"This kid is nothing but a brat who hasn't even stepped out into the world yet!"
"He's inexperienced and unqualified. What right does he have to become the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all eyes in the venue turned to him.
The atmosphere instantly became chaotic, with the crowd erupting into an uproar.
Many in the crowd began to join in, pointing at Ye Han and shouting angrily:
"He's right! What makes this kid worthy of being our Holy Son?!"
"This kid doesn't deserve it! Get down from there now, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Hearing these barks, Ye Han frowned deeply, sensing that something was amiss.
Among those barking, there seemed to be quite a few spirit masters. How could they be so brainless?
Even the most foolish wouldn't go this far. Could it be that they were being manipulated by someone?
Thinking this, Ye Han glanced at Bibi Dong, suspicion growing in his heart.
But for now, the priority was to deal with these barking individuals. Ye Han prepared to take action.
As the host of the ceremony, Qian Daoliu, along with the other elders and deacons, also prepared to suppress the dissent.
However, before Ye Han or the elders could act, Bibi Dong was the first to roar in anger:
"Outrageous! How dare you disrupt the Holy Son's coronation ceremony!"
As she shouted, Bibi Dong slammed her staff on the ground.
"Boom—!"
A deafening sound echoed throughout the venue, and her aura exploded outward.
Reaching its peak, her first spirit, the Death Spider Emperor, was unleashed.
A dark, evil aura enveloped the square, and her terrifying spirit ring configuration was revealed:
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!!!
Nine spirit rings appeared, and the aura of a top-tier Title Douluo surged forth like a tidal wave.
Instantly, the entire venue was engulfed, causing everyone to tremble in fear and awe:
"This... this terrifying aura!"
"A level 98 Title Douluo!"
"My heavens! That's the legendary 100,000-year red spirit ring!"
"Is this the power of the Pope? Truly terrifying!"
Bibi Dong's face was cold as frost, her voice filled with unquestionable authority:
"Ye Han is a prodigy meticulously nurtured by our Spirit Hall!"
"He is my personal disciple, cultivated by my own hands!"
"His potential far exceeds anything any of you can imagine. Becoming the Holy Son is the will of the people!"
"If anyone dares to oppose him again, don't blame me for being merciless! I will execute you on the spot!!!"
Bibi Dong's voice was low and hoarse, filled with killing intent.
Every word she spoke was like thunder exploding in the ears of the crowd.
The dissenters immediately fell silent, their barks ceasing.
"The Holy Son's coronation will continue!"
Bibi Dong coldly snorted, a faint smile appearing on her lips as she looked at Ye Han, her voice softening:
"With me here, no one will shake your position. Continue~"
Ye Han's expression darkened. He could see through her scheme.
It was clear that everything that had just happened was orchestrated by Bibi Dong.
Her purpose for this self-directed performance was simple:
First, she wanted to protect him, to curry favor and gain his goodwill.
Second, she wanted to announce that he was her disciple, earning herself the reputation of a good teacher who protects her students.
Third, she wanted to showcase her strength in front of everyone, overshadowing his moment.
Ye Han felt a wave of disgust. This woman's scheming was truly deep.
Today, his moment had been stolen by her. How could he maintain his dignity as the Holy Son?
Since his twin spirits would eventually be revealed after becoming the Holy Son, why not reveal them now to establish his authority and intimidate the crowd?
With this thought, Ye Han stepped forward proudly, his right foot slamming into the ground.
A powerful wave of spirit energy erupted from his body, like a slumbering dragon awakening.
"Roar—!"
Two dragon roars echoed through the venue.
The Light Holy Dragon and the Dark Holy Dragon appeared.
The former radiated a holy light, while the latter exuded a sinister aura.
The two contrasting energies intertwined, creating a unique and overwhelming pressure that spread throughout the venue.
Accompanying this was the terrifying spirit ring configuration of the Dark Holy Dragon:
Purple, Purple, Purple, Black!
Boom—
The sight of this was like a thunderbolt striking the crowd.
After a moment of stunned silence, the venue erupted into an unprecedented uproar:
"T-t-t-twin spirits?!"
"And not just any spirits—two dragon spirits I've never seen before!"
"The aura they emit... it's beyond that of any top-tier beast spirit!"
"I once witnessed the former Pope unleash the Sacred Six-Winged Angel. The aura of these spirits is comparable to that!"
"Oh my god! The Sacred Six-Winged Angel is said to be a divine spirit! Could these two spirits be near-divine?!"
"Don't just focus on the spirits! Look at his spirit ring configuration! Three purples and one black—how is that even possible?!"
At the same time, they recalled the scene from two years ago when the sky above Spirit City was split by light and dark dragons. They exclaimed:
"Could he be the one who caused the light and dark dragons to appear above Spirit City that day? This kid has the potential of an emperor!!!"
At this moment, no one dared to question the young Holy Son. Awe filled their hearts.
Among the crowd were spies sent by other forces, all of whom were deeply shaken.
The major forces included the two empires, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Seeing that he had achieved the desired effect, Ye Han took another step forward, looking down at the crowd as he declared:
"I, Ye Han, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, will lead the Spirit Hall to new heights!"
"From this day forward, when you see me, you see your master. Bow your heads and address me as the Holy Son!"
"Those who harbor ill intentions, those who defy me, and those who disrespect my authority will be executed without mercy!"
"I have spoken. Who agrees? Who opposes?!"
As his words fell, Ye Han's eyes turned sharp, like blades scanning the crowd.
He also shot a fierce glare at Bibi Dong, his eyes filled with warning and displeasure.
Ye Han's domineering declaration caused the crowd to erupt into even louder cheers:
"Long live the Holy Son! The Spirit Hall will rise!"
"With the Holy Son, the Spirit Hall is blessed!"
Even the elders and deacons of the Spirit Hall looked at Ye Han with respect.
Ye Han's prestige within the Spirit Hall soared, surpassing that of any elder.
Bibi Dong, however, was startled by Ye Han's glare, her body trembling slightly.
She wondered anxiously, had he seen through her plan?
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Night fell.
The Holy Son's coronation ceremony had long since ended.
But the commotion in Spirit City continued.
After conversing with the elders and deacons, Ye Han returned to his residence with Ling Yuan and Xiao Wu.
After a simple dinner, Ye Han planned to confront Bibi Dong.
Her self-directed performance today had humiliated him. How could he let her off so easily?
However, just as he was about to leave, a familiar, melodious voice came from outside the courtyard:
"Little Han, open the door! I've brought my grandfather to see you~"
Ye Han suddenly remembered that before the ceremony, he had asked Dugu Yan to bring her grandfather to him after the event.
He had planned to go to the Sunset Forest's Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to complete the fourth trial of the Dragon God's test.
With this in mind, Ye Han stood up. Since they were here, they might as well discuss the trip to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
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