Douluo: After I Traveled Through the Book, I Became the Big Sister of Shrek

There was an uproar inside and outside the sacrificial square.

The "sacred fire" is a formless illusion that will not go out even in the wind or rain. The torch is also specially designed so that it will "burn" as long as it is touched. The sacrificial ceremony has been held for many years, and no one has ever heard of the torch going out.

Bibi Dong was indeed experienced in this situation. She was not panicked at all. She did not even raise her eyebrows. She turned around and relit the torch, and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. However, before she had taken two steps, the torch in her hand extinguished again without any warning.

Outside the altar, both civilians and soul masters could not help but whisper to each other.

The extinguishing of the divine fire was a very ominous sign. The people of Wuhun City believed in God, so it was hard not to suspect that such an accident was a punishment and warning from God.

But what did the Pope do that would cause God to send a warning?

Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged. She had many ways to make a torch burn. But this time, before she took any action, the flames around the sedan chair suddenly became hotter, as if someone had added a handful of dry firewood for no reason, and the flames rose several meters high!

Everyone who was close was startled. Although they knew the flames were not hot, they subconsciously softened their legs and hurriedly lowered their heads to pray for God's forgiveness. The flames shot up into the air, interweaving into a blazing white light, and suddenly rushed towards Bibi Dong like a passing gust of wind.

Although Bibi Dong was not afraid, she was caught off guard. Before she could react, the flames were like a hurricane, snatching the torch from her hand. In an instant, the top of the torch spontaneously caught fire, and the blazing white flames carried the torch and flew quickly towards the altar at the top of the steps.

This strange sight shocked everyone in the entire sacrificial square. In an instant, many people knelt down, muttering, "Our Lord has appeared, it must be Him who has appeared!"

"Welcome my Lord——"

During the commotion in the square, the flames had already fallen on the altar with the torches. With a light touch of the torch, the altar instantly burst into flames. Amid the crackling sound, the flames suddenly condensed into a huge figure, emitting bright golden light all over. Although it had no facial features, there was a beam of light falling from its head, illuminating it like a spotlight with a majestic and sacred aura!

The figure looked down at the entire sacrificial square. Although he didn't say anything, countless people felt the natural pressure and couldn't help but kneel down like the first wave of people: "Welcome our Lord, may our Lord bless all living beings!"

In an instant, a large number of people knelt down in the Sacrifice Square, and almost all the original residents of Wuhun City knelt down. Bibi Dong felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop it. It was even more inappropriate to directly disperse the group of people. She could only watch coldly from below.

At the same time, above the Sacrifice Square, a group of people were busy under the cover of clouds. Each person was pulled by a few spirit masters of the Min clan and flew in the air with a rope. One of them had a spirit ring flashing desperately, constantly creating new clouds to cover their figures.

"Lighting team, lighting team!" Zhang San observed the situation below through the clouds and directed the people around him, "Lights in place!"

A man from the Min clan had a rope tied around his waist, and the other end of the rope was pulled by several soul masters from the Min clan to the location they had agreed on long ago. The four soul rings on the soul master's body immediately lit up, and a beam of strong light comparable to sunlight immediately penetrated the clouds and shone downwards, passing through a distance of several hundred meters and falling right on the huge figure in the center of the sacrificial square.

This soul master's martial soul is light, which is a very unique type of martial soul. He was originally a combat soul master with good strength. Unfortunately, not long after joining the Spirit Hall, he offended a bishop. Although his strength is almost that of a soul king, he can only do errands. Although he is now asked to use his martial soul as a lamp, he is more serious than when he was working in the Spirit Hall. He uses all his strength and wishes he could become a shining sun.

Zhang San said: "The flower team is ready! Quick, quick, quick!"

Several soul masters who were held in the air by the Min clan arrived in position. The martial souls of these soul masters were all flowers and plants, and when they used their soul skills, they could create a colorful effect of falling petals, which was very beautiful. The other soul masters had already summoned their martial souls, but one of them, perhaps because of his slightly plump body, could not be held by the three soul masters of the Min clan. The thin and petite wings of the Spine-tailed Swift were about to leave an afterimage in the air. While trying his best to pull the rope in his hand upwards, he roared in despair: "Can you lose some weight——"

The fat soul master was also very upset: "I—was—born—to do this!"

In the midst of chaos and disorder, colorful petals fell through the clouds. The thick clouds obscured their figures, and from the ground, it looked like a sudden rain of petals from the sky.

"Look!" Naturally someone noticed this scene and shouted, pointing to the sky.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, petals were carried by the breeze and fluttered down all over the square. The giant figure standing in the beam of light, like a god, raised his hands slightly, as if he was sending the rain of flowers from the sky to the world.

The petals were originally made by Wuhun, and they melted like snow before they fell to the ground. However, the people of Wuhun City still cheered, shouting "Long live our Lord" while reaching out to catch the petals falling from the sky, accepting the "blessing" bestowed by the gods. The originally orderly sacrificial square suddenly became a mess, and no one cared about Bibi Dong in the center anymore.

In a moment, the figure on the altar changed. It shrank again into a ball of light. The sparse streams of light flowed in the air and gathered into a small human figure.

The long skirt was like snow in the mountains, the black hair was like splashed ink, and the beams of light cast from the clouds did not disappear, shining on the figure, as if she was plated with a layer of gold, and it was like a goddess in person, giving her a sense of holiness that could not be offended. Behind her, the golden light flickered, as if it had turned into a pair of angel wings, washing away all the evil and darkness in the world.

At the same time, she gently raised her hands, and a circle of golden light suddenly expanded from her body, spreading towards the entire sacrificial square. Wherever the golden light reached, everyone felt as if a breeze was blowing on their faces, refreshing and having a feeling of being bathed in holy light and having their souls cleansed.

When Bibi Dong saw the light that looked like a six-winged angel, she was stunned and looked fiercely towards the position of Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou Empire.

However, he discovered that in the chaos, Xue Qinghe had disappeared at some point, and the VIP seats were empty, with no trace of the prince.