Outside the Supreme Pontiff Palace, a golden light wave spread out, accompanied by an aged voice:
"Supreme Pontiff, stop. This young friend Xin is a guest of the Elder Palace. Since this is a personal bet between Xin and Yu Xiaogang, why should the Supreme Pontiff Palace interfere?"
What appeared was an old man dressed in golden robes with silver embroidery, his hair and beard completely white. He looked extremely arrogant. Even when facing Bibi Dong, the head of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, his tone carried the demeanor of someone in a high position.
He cast a faint glance at Xin, his eyes holding a profound meaning.
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi exchanged glances, then looked at Xin with some confusion:
This person, he seems to be a very senior figure in Spirit Hall. It is said that he is a peak Douluo above ninety-seventh rank, rarely appearing in public. Why would he come out to speak for Dean Xin?
Could it be that Dean Xin also has connections with powerful figures in Spirit Hall?
"A guest of the Elder Palace? Why don't I know that you old High Priests have such a guest?"
When the old man appeared, even Bibi Dong's aura diminished. She snorted coldly and looked at the old man.
The golden-robed old man said indifferently, "The Elder Palace acts according to its own principles. You will understand in the future."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's magnificent curves rippled twice, suppressing immense anger, yet not daring to erupt.
Xin and Chen Xin, working together, already possessed considerable strength. Yue Guan and Gui Mei were still recovering from their injuries at this time. If a fight were to break out, there would be no Titled Douluo above rank ninety to help. If the Elder Palace also stood with Xin, then the Supreme Pontiff Palace would undoubtedly be defeated.
Bibi Dong looked at Xin, an incredulous expression on her beautiful face. Who exactly was this Xin?
Not only did Yu Xiaogang value him so much, but even the Elders, who usually did not meddle in external affairs, came forward to speak for him this time.
This Xin possessed an extraordinary demeanor, and his Spirit subtly contained a divine aura. Could it be that he was the next Angel High Priest that these old geezers were cultivating?
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's heart was startled.
The High Priests were the strongest foundation of Spirit Hall, and also its core. Even she had to give way to them.
And Spirit Hall's High Priests had not changed for decades.
This golden-robed old man was the eldest High Priest of Spirit Hall—Gold Crocodile. It was precisely the time when a High Priest successor was needed.