Spirit Hall – The Heart of the Holy Empire
The golden banners of Spirit Hall hung proudly from marble towers, fluttering in the wind like the final breath of a dying empire.
Inside, beneath a canopy of sacred light and deceitful prayers, Bibi Dong—Pope, Empress, and one of the most terrifying soul masters of the age—stood before her council.
Her emerald eyes were cold. Sharp. But beneath them, something stirred.
"You say he has claimed Gu Yuena?"
"Yes," replied Chrysanthemum Douluo, voice trembling slightly. "And the Heaven Phoenix of the Sunset Peaks, and now even the Sacred Ice Maiden of the North. One by one… they fall to him."
Bibi Dong didn't respond right away.
Instead, she walked to the great window, gazing out at the rising moon.
She remembered a dream she once had—of conquering the world and ascending the god realm in her own right. Of leaving behind a broken past.
But now…
"Who is he?" she whispered.
The shadow behind her answered.
"Uchiha Ren."
Moonlight Summit – Above Spirit City
Ren stood atop a spire, the wind howling through the heavens. Beside him, Gu Yuena floated, her silver hair shimmering in the moonlight.
In his hand, a soul core pulsed—a gift from the fallen Titan Giant Ape, once a king of beasts, now a new shadow soldier beneath his command.
But his eyes were set on Spirit City.
He had taken the forest. The divine beasts. Even the goddesses had begun to turn.
Now, it was time to break the false holiness of men.
Spirit Hall – The Pope's Sanctum
That night, the shadows crept into the sanctum like a slow, suffocating fog.
Bibi Dong awoke in her inner chamber to silence. No guards. No alarms.
Just a presence.
A shadow on the throne.
"Who dares—"
"I do."
She turned.
And her heart skipped a beat.
It wasn't just the raw power. Or the golden Sharingan eyes that gleamed like twin suns.
It was the presence. The overwhelming aura of a monarch—not of mortals, but of everything.
"You've conquered queens. Beasts. Even gods," she said, voice level.
"You're not here to conquer me. You're here to change me."
Ren smirked. "Only if you're ready."
There was silence.
And then Bibi Dong, the Spider Empress, knelt.
"Then take me. Not as a pawn. But as a queen."
Tang Sect – A Dimming Flame
Far across the continent, Tang San stood at the cliffs of Sea God Island, a strange anxiety gnawing at him. His divine inheritance felt… off. As if something unseen was stealing the faith of the world.
Even the Sea God himself felt quieter.
Behind him, Xiao Wu approached. "You feel it too, don't you?"
Tang San nodded.
But the truth was deeper.
He didn't just feel it.
He feared it.
To Be Continued…