Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 142 Put on the crown, you will be the most beautiful boy in the whole Wuhun Hall!
Tang Yin slowly got off the carriage and walked towards the square in front of the Pope's Palace step by step.

Countless eyes fell on him.

Those eyes came from the disciples of the Spirit Hall, from the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo, from the Landian Tyrannosaurus family, from the Qibao Liulizong, and from the elders and bishops inside the Hall of Spirits,
With reverence, curiosity, puzzlement, scrutiny, and a hint of awe.

What they are in awe of is not Tang Yin, but the identity of the Holy Son of Wuhundian,

Wuhundian, the center of belief in the mainland, a holy place worshiped by countless people,

Even before the coronation ceremony, Tang Yin was nothing, but as long as he wears the crown that symbolizes glory and brilliance, thousands of glory will be added to him.

Under the eyes of everyone, Tang Yin moved forward in silence.

He seemed a bit reserved at first, but after a short period of adaptation, he got used to it. His footsteps were steady, and he walked down the stone steps towards the front of the hall step by step.

"Is this His Majesty the Holy Son?"

On the side of the road, someone couldn't help asking.

The news that Wuhundian was going to establish a holy son spread throughout the city in a short period of time, and even spread to the distant Tiandou and Xingluo empires, and spread to all major forces in the mainland.

The name Tang Yin has long been known to the people here.

But it wasn't until this time that they had a real impression of Tang Yin.

It was found that he was neither a strong and decisive soul master as everyone had imagined, nor was he a high-ranking nobleman who seemed to be out of touch with the world.

His appearance is exquisite, his temperament is noble yet friendly, and his loose blue hair has become softer after Hu Liena's careful care, giving people a feeling worthy of closeness.

Coupled with the well-fitting gown tailor-made for him by the Wuhun Palace, the audience was immediately amazed.

Tang Yin gradually walked up to the square in front of the Pope's Palace, turned around, and looked at the audience.

The audience gradually became quiet, and people were quietly waiting for the moment of the coronation.

Sunlight leaked from the edge of the clouds, and fell on the shiny jade-like stones paved under Tang Yin's feet.

The believers standing inside and outside the square, the representatives of Tiandou and Xingluo, the envoys of the major sects, and the bishops from the Hall of Enshrinement and the Hall of the Pope from inside the Wuhun Hall looked at the vague figure of Tang Yin on the high platform , with different looks.

Some respect, some calm, some indifference, some envy, some worry,

But no matter what mood they have, they can only silently wait for what will happen next.

Dao Dao exclaimed.

The clouds were suddenly dispersed by a majestic beam of light, and the pouring brilliance turned into a whole halo.

The brilliance slowly dissipated, and a figure gradually became clear.

It was a figure wearing a nine-curved purple gold phoenix crown, wearing a black and luxurious robe inlaid with gold patterns, holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gemstones.

Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so different.

In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness exuded from her body is even more unbearable.

Sacred music was played in unison, and a sacred and solemn atmosphere enveloped the audience.

Exclamations kept ringing out, and then quickly returned to silence.

Countless people bowed down to this figure, and the crowd was like a wave. Only a few people like Ning Fengzhi had the qualification to meet the Pope without bowing.

At this moment, there is only one voice left in most of Wuhun City.

"Meet His Majesty the Pope."

This is not only the voice of the neatly lined up Knights of the Temple on the Pope's Hill, but also the shouts of the surrounding soul masters and disciples of the Spirit Hall.

"Excuse me." Bibi Dong gently waved the scepter in her hand and said softly.

I don't know how she did it, there was no sign of the use of soul power at all, and the voice spread throughout the audience, even overwhelming the waves of sound.

The audience immediately became quiet again. In the minds of most soul masters, the pope is the highest belief.

Behind Pope Bibi Dong, there were three figures following.

They were all wearing bright red dresses studded with gold and silver patterns. For soul masters, only Titled Douluo were qualified to wear such clothes.

Obviously, the three figures behind Bibi Dong are all Titled Douluo.

One of them seemed to be shrouded in a layer of illusory light and shadow, and he couldn't even see his face clearly.

And the other one with white and tender skin like a baby, who looks a bit coquettish, is Ju Douluo who always has trouble with Tang Yin.

As for the last one, it was an extremely neat old man with smooth silver hair.

His expression is very indifferent, his eyes seem to be unable to see anything around him, even standing behind Pope Bibi Dong, his aura is not weak at all, giving people a feeling of being the only one in the universe.

Looking at the three Titled Douluo, Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" '

According to the information he knew, Poison Douluo was currently far away in the Heaven Dou Empire, so naturally he couldn't come to attend the coronation ceremony of the Spirit Hall.

Even if he had time to come, according to his rebellious personality, he wouldn't come.

As the honorary elder of the Wuhun Hall, Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, also had the qualifications to follow the Pope, but for some reason, he did not follow the Pope either.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin seemed to glance at Ning Fengzhi intentionally or unintentionally, but happened to meet a girl who looked like six or seven years old sitting next to Ning Fengzhi.

'Ning Rongrong? '

The corners of Tang Yin's mouth curled up slightly.

The girl looked at Tang Yin in surprise, and then avoided her eyes.

Ning Rongrong is also a character who left a deep impression on Tang Yin in the original work, but now he has no thought of provoking him in the past.

After all, the growth process of the seven monsters is interlocking. Without Ning Rongrong's encouragement, Oscar may not be able to keep up with his companion's progress when the seven monsters meet for five years.
With no emotional basis, Tang Yin was not interested in breaking up the pair of official CPs who left a deep impression on him by relying on cheats.

Secondly, the current Ning Rongrong is not the Ning Rongrong who passed through the Shrek Academy later. She was doted on by two titled Douluo since she was a child. She is probably not afraid of the little witch who is not afraid of anything. However, Tang Yin didn't want to make a fuss.

Anyway, when I go to Shrek Academy in the future, I will always be able to see her, and Tang Yin is not in a hurry at this moment.

The lotus steps moved lightly, as if there were invisible stairs in the air, Bibi Dong walked down from the sky step by step.

She flicked the scepter in her right hand, no one could see how she did it, and a light magnified in front of her in an instant, suspended in mid-air.

It was a crown,
It symbolizes glory and splendor.

(End of this chapter)