fantasy novels Chapter 19 Bibi Dong's Revenge
Chapter 19 Bibi Dong's Revenge
The Papal Palace, an underground secret chamber.
Qian Xunji sat cross-legged on the cultivation platform carved from ten-thousand-year-old cold jade. The phantom of a six-winged angel appeared and disappeared behind him. Golden soul power flowed through his meridians like a trickle, repairing his damaged internal organs.
His face remained pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Every time his soul power flowed through the area on his chest where Tang Zhen had severely injured him, it would trigger a sharp, agonizing pain, causing him to groan involuntarily.
"Tang Zhen... Tang Hao..." Qian Xunji opened her eyes, her gaze filled with resentment and unwillingness, "And that damned soul beast..."
His plan should have been flawless.
Taking advantage of the Clear Sky Sect's weakened high-end combat strength, we can capture a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast with lightning speed. This will not only weaken the Clear Sky Sect, but also add a 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone to the Spirit Hall. We may even be able to study the secrets of the transformed soul beast from it.
But everything was ruined.
That soul beast so resolutely chose to self-destruct, preferring to perish both body and soul rather than be captured.
The resistance from the Haotian Sect was more tenacious than expected. That old codger Tang Zhen was still alive, and Tang Hao returned at an incredible speed, displaying terrifying strength...
"The Demon Bear is dead," Qianxunji murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
The fall of a Title Douluo is also a huge loss for the Spirit Hall.
What's even more terrifying is the power Tang Hao displayed with that hammer blow—he killed the demonic bear with a single strike right after breaking through to the Title Douluo realm. If he were to stabilize his realm and fully digest that 100,000-year soul ring...
Qian Xunji dared not think any further.
He must heal his injuries as soon as possible, he must reorganize the power of the Spirit Hall, and he must do so before Tang Hao fully matures...
Just then, the door to the secret room was gently pushed open.
Qian Xunji frowned.
But when he saw who it was, his brows slowly relaxed.
"Good disciple, what brings you here?" Qian Xunji asked, somewhat surprised. "It's so late, is there something you need?"
The newcomer was a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She had a slender figure, a stunningly beautiful face, and long purple hair that cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.
She was dressed in simple clothes, but these simple clothes could not hide her stunning beauty at all; on the contrary, they added to her gentle and lovely temperament.
But her eyes.
Deep within those purple eyes, there was no respect for her master, only hatred, pain, and murderous intent suppressed for countless years.
The newcomer was none other than Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong did not answer Qian Xunji's question.
She simply walked towards Chihiro with light steps.
One step, two steps...
With each step she took, a spirit ring slowly appeared beneath her feet.
As Bibi Dong drew ever closer, Qian Xunji's pupils suddenly contracted.
He watched as the spirit ring slowly rose beneath Bibi Dong's feet—
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Nine-Ring Title Douluo!
A ninth spirit ring of the 100,000-year level!
"You...when did you..." Qian Xunji's voice was hoarse with shock.
He had always been very clear about Bibi Dong's strength. A few years ago, she was just a Soul Douluo who had just entered the level of Soul Douluo. How could she not only break through to the Title Douluo level in such a short time, but also obtain a 100,000-year Soul Ring?
"Surprised?" Bibi Dong sneered. "I have you to thank for this, my dear teacher."
"You taught me that to survive in this world, you have to be ruthless."
"You made me realize that so-called justice and light are nothing more than tools for the strong to embellish themselves."
Having said that, Bibi Dong no longer wanted to pay attention to Qian Xunji.
The Death Spider King has possessed him!
Her upper body was covered in a hideous, purplish-black carapace, her arms transformed into sharp spider spears, and her long purple hair moved without wind.
Feeling the murderous aura emanating from Bibi Dong.
Chihiro was enraged.
"presumptuous!"
"Bibi Dong!"
"You actually wanted to kill your master?!"
"Master-killer?" Bibi Dong repeated, then suddenly laughed.
The laughter started low, then grew louder and more frenzied, until it almost turned into hysterical screams.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Bibi Dong's face was streaked with tears, but her eyes were as cold as knives as she stared intently at Qian Xunji, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth:
"Chihiro, you dare call yourself a teacher?"
"From the day you imprisoned me in the underground chamber and forcibly took me."
"From the day you destroyed my relationship with Xiaogang and got me pregnant with that bastard child."
"From the day you forced me to give birth to that bastard child."
"You are no longer worthy to be called my teacher."
"From that moment on, I swore I would kill you!"
Bibi Dong's voice trembled with extreme resentment.
At the same time, the figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
Although Qian Xunji was seriously injured, his instincts as a Title Douluo were still intact.
His tattered six wings suddenly flapped, and he darted to the side.
"laugh--"
The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.
Although Qian Xunji avoided the vital points, his left arm was still slashed by the sharp spider spear, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone.
Even more terrifying, the wound quickly turned black and festered, and the aura of death, like a bone-deep leech, frantically eroded his body.
"How does the deadly poison of the Spider Queen taste?" Bibi Dong's figure re-condensed not far away, her eyes filled with pleasure.
Qianxunji grunted, and golden light condensed at the tip of his right finger, transforming into a blade of light. Without hesitation, he sliced off the festering part of his left arm cleanly at the root!
Blood gushed out, but his expression eased slightly from this decisive self-mutilation—the deadly poison of the Death Spider King, even a tiny bit, was enough to kill.
"That's ruthless."
A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, which were then filled with killing intent.
"But how many more times can you shave it?"
She moved again.
At the same time, the eighth spirit ring lit up.
Spider King's clone!
Her figure transformed into two in mid-air, attacking Qian Xunji simultaneously from different directions.
Both the real body and the clone were lifelike, exuding the pressure of a Title Douluo, making it impossible to distinguish between them.
Qian Xun gritted her teeth, and the six-winged angel phantom behind her burst forth with its last golden light.
"Angel's Realm!"
The golden light spread out from him, and although the range was more than ten times smaller than in its prime, it still enveloped the two figures.
Under the purifying power of the angelic realm, the clone shattered like a bubble, leaving only the true form slightly pausing in its movements.
It was that brief moment of hesitation!
Qian Xunji's sixth soul skill was activated.
Angelic Sword!
A golden light shone brightly in Qian Xunji's hand, and a holy sword condensed, piercing straight into Bibi Dong's heart!
He was gambling, betting that Bibi Dong had just broken through to the Title Douluo level and was not yet proficient in controlling her 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone, and betting that her combat experience was not as rich as his.
However, he made the wrong bet.
Faced with this deadly sword strike, Bibi Dong neither dodged nor evaded, but instead met it head-on.
The last red 100,000-year soul ring suddenly emitted an eerie light.
"Ninth Soul Skill - Immortality!"
The holy sword pierced Bibi Dong's chest, but it was like piercing a stagnant pool of water; there was no blood, no resistance.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's body seemed to transform into a void of energy. The holy sword pierced through her chest, yet she was completely unharmed!