Time began to tick by, and in the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
During this time, the entire Papal Palace was filled with a rich medicinal fragrance, as if every inch of air was permeated with its medicinal power.
Chrysanthemum Douluo absorbed the medicinal effects the fastest, naturally due to his perfect synergy with the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was now radiating golden light, and his soul power level had stabilized at the peak of level ninety-six.
Although he hadn't reached level ninety-seven, it was still quite impressive.
Under the influence of the medicinal power, his body seemed to be undergoing some kind of mysterious transformation, each breath feeling like an exchange with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with surprise.
He could feel that his body had become stronger than ever before, as if every inch of his skin was brimming with power.
Now, he had successfully cultivated an indestructible body, and with his breakthrough in soul power level, Chrysanthemum Douluo estimated that he could now easily defeat his previous five selves, and even the enshrined figures in the Hall of Worship were within his grasp.
Ju Huaguan knelt on one knee before Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with gratitude:
"Holy Son, I will never forget your kindness in giving me a second chance.
From now on, my life belongs to you.
If you tell me to go east, I will never go west."
Huo Yuhao quickly helped Ju Douluo up: "Elder Ju, you flatter me.
You are all elders of my Spirit Hall. As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I will naturally not mistreat you.
Moreover, your current mission is to be wholeheartedly loyal to the Pope.
Do not forget your identity."
Huo Yuhao's words carried an undeniable authority.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Ju Huaguan nodded hurriedly in agreement.
Ju Huaguan could naturally understand that Huo Yuhao was subtly reminding him not to forget who he was truly loyal to—the Pope of the Spirit Hall, not the benefactor who gave him the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.
Huo Yuhaoa's meaning was clear: even if the one who gave him the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum was not from the Spirit Hall, Ju Douluo still had to be loyal to the Spirit Hall.
Faced with Huo Yuhao's reprimand, Ju Huaguan felt no discomfort, but rather delighted.
After all, the Holy Son, despite his young age, possessed profound wisdom and courage, a truly joyous occasion for the Spirit Hall.
Ju Huaguan could already foresee that in the near future, once Huo Yuhao became a Title Douluo and succeeded to the position of Pope, the entire Spirit Hall would undoubtedly experience unprecedented prosperity.
The second to awaken was Ghost Douluo.
With the help of the Other Shore Flower, his soul power reached level ninety-six, and significant changes had clearly occurred within him.
The ghostly aura emanating from Ghost Douluo grew increasingly powerful, and his figure flickered in and out of existence, as if he didn't even belong to this space.
His spirit had also evolved from a ghostly phantom into an even more powerful ghostly shadow.
On the scene, only Bibi Dong remained, sitting cross-legged on her throne, absorbing the medicinal power of the Eight-Petaled Immortal Orchid
and constantly trying to break through the bottleneck of level ninety-eight.
However, the gap between level ninety-seven and level ninety-eight was simply too great, like a celestial being.
Seeing that the medicinal power of the Eight-Petaled Immortal Orchid was about to run out, Gu Yuena took a step forward and walked to Bibi Dong's side.
"Na'er, are you... going to help your teacher?" Huo Yuhao asked in surprise.
Given Gu Yuena's aloof personality, this didn't seem like something she would do.
Gu Yuena blinked and replied, "After all, I stayed at the Spirit Hall for a while and played cards with Bibi Dong a few times.
This time, consider it paying for the room and card game fees."
Gu Yuena's voice carried a hint of playfulness.
After Gu Yuena finished speaking, a terrifying energy burst forth from her hand.
A silver-white energy halo enveloped Bibi Dong, and the power, surpassing even the Limit Douluo level and reaching god-level, radiated a terrifying pressure.
This power seemed capable of tearing through space, freezing the surrounding air.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were practically bulging their eyes in disbelief.
What kind of power was this, so terrifyingly powerful?
They had thought that after breaking through to level 96, they were among the most powerful experts on the continent, but before this power, they felt as insignificant as ants.
Who exactly was this Gu Yuena?
How could such an outrageously ruthless character have been right under their noses for months without them noticing?
Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao had already spread his Ice and Fire Wings, tightly protecting Dugu Yan in his arms.
After all, the pressure from Gu Yuena's attack was immense; even a trace of it would cause great harm.
Dugu Yan, now protected in Huo Yuhao's arms, was dizzy.
Wait, she was the only weakling present!
She had initially thought Gu Yuena was a bronze-level expert like herself, but it turned out she had revealed herself to be a supreme master.
The instant Gu Yuena unleashed her oppressive aura, Qian Daoliu and the other six elders appeared in the Papal Palace like ghosts.
Qian Daoliu still gripped the Angelic Sword tightly, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light.
He seemed prepared to face anyone, but upon realizing the pressure emanated from Gu Yuena, he breathed a sigh of relief, his tension easing slightly.
He slowly sheathed the Angelic Sword behind his back, its tip no longer pointing at anyone.
At this moment, Dugu Yan was numb.
She stood there, dumbfounded, staring at the seven Title Douluos before her, her heart filled with shock.
The aura emanating from these individuals was many times stronger than her grandfather's.
She couldn't help but wonder if the Spirit Hall's strength was absurd; if a real battle broke out, how would the two empires possibly cope?
The elders standing nearby stared in shock at Gu Yuena and Bibi Dong, who stood within a silver halo beside her.
They could clearly sense that Bibi Dong's strength had reached the peak of level 97, and was still rising, seemingly about to break through the level 98 limit.
Even more astonishing was that Juhua Guan and Gui Mei had also broken through to level 96, especially Juhua Guan, who showed signs of breaking through to level 97.
The increase in strength of these two elders was simply unbelievable.
"Juhua Guan, Gui Mei, what's going on with your strength?
Why have you become so much stronger?"
Jin E Douluo couldn't help but ask, his voice filled with doubt and confusion.
"Elder Jin E, it's the immortal herb I gave to Elders Juhua and Gui Mei," Huo Yuhao said, speaking up.
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Guangling Douluo's eyes lit up instantly.
He ran to Huo Yuhao's side and hugged his arm tightly, refusing to let go.
"Yuhao, do you still have any of those immortal herbs?
Can you give me a few too?
I've always doted on you the most since you were little.
I'm the one who braided your hair.
You can't forget your Grandpa Guangling!"
Huo Yuhao smiled helplessly. He was already used to Guangling Douluo's coquettishness.
"Alright, Grandpa Guangling, of course I've prepared your immortal herbs.
And I've also prepared the immortal herbs that everyone offered.
But I'll give them to you after Teacher breaks through."
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Guangling reluctantly let go and ran back to Qingluan Douluo's side.
Just then, with Gu Yuena's help, Bibi Dong finally broke through the bottleneck of level ninety-eight.
A terrifying pressure instantly emanated from Bibi Dong, and the entire Papal Palace seemed to tremble.
The force swept through the space like a storm, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Fine cracks appeared on the walls and pillars of the Papal Palace, as if it might collapse at any moment.
At this moment, Bibi Dong opened her eyes, her pupils now shimmering with a purplish-pink light, her gaze filled with confidence.
After breaking through to level ninety-eight, Bibi Dong could feel that her strength had risen to another level.
Apart from Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong was now invincible in the entire Spirit Hall!