Chapter 313: Bibi Dong's Extraordinary Performance
Once Bibi Dong steadied herself, she quickly realized something was off. Compared to the forest earlier where Qian Xunji kept blowing her up, now his actions looked more like stalling.
Bibi Dong's speculation was on point. Qian Xunji possessed a soul core to restore spirit power, but Evil Xunji lacked the supply of Qian Xunji's malevolent thoughts; any spirit power used was gone for good. The most crucial concern, for the moment, was waiting for Qian Renchuan to finish absorbing that hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. A divine inheritor, in the end, had to be killed by a divine inheritor.
What to do? What to do?
Bibi Dong used split-mind control to think it through. Qian Xunji's move was to give that "little bastard" of his time to complete absorbing the ring. Once it was done, they'd depart, and Qian Xunji would have no more worries. Her speed couldn't match Qian Xunji's. Once he was no longer concerned, she'd have no way to kill him.
And if he returned to Spirit Hall, with Qian Daoliu present and the Angel Shrine's Angelic Divine Sword, she'd have no chance at vengeance—only more beatings. Right now, she couldn't unlock the subsequent tests of her Sea God Trials or her Rakshasa Trials. By the time either of Qian Xunji's two whelps concluded their divine tests, she would have no chance to overturn her fate.
Wait.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong noticed the golden trident symbol on her forehead continuously glimmering. Her spiritual sight turned toward the storage-type soul tool in Qian Xunji's hand, and she got an idea.
I'll endure, I'll endure, I'll wait! My heart is like iron—unbreakable. I, Bibi Dong, will never concede, never collapse!
Another full day passed. At last, a golden pillar rose from Qian Renchuan's body into the sky. After spending a total of two and a half days, he finally finished absorbing the hundred-thousand-year Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King spirit ring. His rank soared from 79—likely to around 82 or 83—but because the Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit lacked its eighth ring, he couldn't exhibit it yet.
Furthermore, from the center of Qian Renchuan's brow erupted an immensely formidable spiritual surge, seemingly on par with an Ultimate Douluo.
Sensing that Qian Renchuan had completed absorbing the ring—and that he'd released such mighty spirit power—Qian Xunji, having spent a whole day pummeling Bibi Dong and grown somewhat fatigued, lightened his offensive. Bibi Dong, who'd been waiting for a chance, instantly struck, though oddly, she failed to harm Qian Xunji this round.
On the Clear Sky Clan's mountain:
While Qian Renchuan was absorbing the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King's spirit ring, his cultivation advanced, his spirit power soared, and his mental strength rose. He'd long reached an unknown tier of the Purple Demon Eye's Mysterious Sight. At last, he broke through to the final stage, Vast.
Qian Renchuan opened his eyes, which had turned entirely purple-gold. Upon attaining that ultimate realm, it was as though he'd gained "thousand-mile vision." Merely gazing around, the whole Clear Sky Clan's mountain region unfolded beneath him. In his sight, that once-denuded mountain took on a rainbow of pastel blues, deep blacks, and crystalline azure glows. Even the slightest shift among those hues couldn't escape his eyes. Those were his watchers—the Clear Sky Clan disciples protecting him.
"Holy Son!"
"Holy Son, you've finally finished absorbing the ring!"
The soul masters gathered around Qian Renchuan wore expressions of relief, like survivors of a great disaster. Heaven knew how they spent these last two and a half days. They feared at every moment that Qian Xunji might fail to hold Bibi Dong at bay, or that she might again launch an attack—and then their lives would be forfeit.
Seeing them so grateful, Qian Renchuan stood and glanced around in puzzlement: "Everyone, what happened? Where's my father?"
"Holy Son, Bibi Dong attacked while you were absorbing the ring. His Holiness is engaging her in battle and hasn't yet returned!"
"What?!"
Startled, Qian Renchuan didn't even need to ask which way Qian Xunji had gone; his Purple Demon Eye swiftly traced the aftermath of two Ultimate Douluo clashing. Focusing spiritual power through his gaze, he locked onto a direction and soon discovered three figures at war in midair, ten kilometers distant.
"Father… why are there two of him?"
Qian Renchuan wore a dumbfounded look: Two fathers, and one of them so translucent?
In the air ten kilometers out:
Bibi Dong, after a whole day of waiting and taking a beating, was covered in blood, skin flayed, wretched beyond belief. Drip by drip, water erodes stone over time; even a boulder, under years of dripping water, must eventually fracture. How much worse were Qian Xunji's fists pounding her for an entire day?
Seizing a moment's slack in Qian Xunji's assault, Bibi Dong's eighth spirit ring flared again, and Rakshasa power swirled purple-black around her body.
Qian Xunji hastily distanced himself from that vortex. Though it couldn't really wound him, it contained Rakshasa soul power, an evil aura he had to constantly repel. Having pummeled Bibi Dong for a day, he too was low on spirit power.
That purple-black vortex abruptly dissipated, replaced by a greenish glow at her feet—the eight black, one red, nine rings emerged, signifying her Devour Soul Spider Emperor possession.
"Even your Rakshasa God spirit failed. Now you're using the Devour Soul Spider Emperor? Bibi Dong, your Undying Body is gone."
"Then let's see about that. Spider Emperor Clone! Brambles Armor!"
Using split-mind control, Bibi Dong unleashed three skills in rapid succession, creating a clone rushing at Evil Xunji. Simultaneously, her ninth ring lit up.
"Ninth soul skill: Space-Rending Abyssal Slash!"
Bibi Dong exerted no buildup; greenish light slashed forth.
"Azure Extermination Lightning!"
A tenth-thousand-year skill was enough to defend against an uncharged Space-Rending Abyssal Slash, Qian Xunji sneering, "Bibi Dong, pretending a desperate counterattack to find a chance to escape?"
"Explode!"
Suddenly, Bibi Dong commanded the spider emperor clone—almost at its limit, pinned down—to self-destruct. A miniature mushroom cloud sprang up, swallowing Evil Xunji, Bibi Dong, and Qian Xunji together.
Even that mere clone's self-destruction, though based only on soul power, could rival a rank 97 blow. All three were rocked by the explosion: Qian Xunji at some distance reacted unscathed; Bibi Dong suffered another wound. Evil Xunji, being closest and running low on strength, was enveloped, reverting into black smoke that sank back into Qian Xunji's mind.
"Bibi Dong, you can't get away!"
"Who says I want to run? Qian Xunji, die for me!!"
Amid the smoke, a blood-red radiance flickered; a massive battle-axe whirled forward: indeed, the Evil Demon Whale Axe. Chasing in its wake came a battered greenish giant spider—Bibi Dong once again using her ninth skill: Eternal Creation!
Qian Xunji showed slight dismay. Through a day's thrashing, Bibi Dong's fighting power had declined, so she was not his match, yet that soul skill Eternal Creation wasn't something he'd dare to take lightly.
Qian Xunji's two arms flared with his spirit skill effect; a huge octopus loomed, stretching tentacles toward Bibi Dong.
With the left-arm bone soul skill from Tang Hao, Qian Xunji's strength soared 250%. Clutching his Sacred Sword, he intercepted the Evil Demon Whale Axe. In a fierce clash of spinning ax and sword, countless sparks flew.
Now's the moment.
With Eternal Creation tangled by the giant octopus's tentacles, Qian Xunji's sword pinned the Evil Demon Whale Axe. Exploiting the opening, Bibi Dong spat out spider silk through gaps in the tentacles to snare Qian Xunji's right hand. The adhesive thread yanked it back swiftly.
Finally! At last!
Bibi Dong seized Qian Xunji's storage soul tool. After a full day of being beaten, exhausting Evil Xunji's energy, searching for a chance, and coordinating her soul skills, she finally wrested away Qian Xunji's storage device.
"A classic ruse of openly repairing the roads while secretly crossing the pass—pretending a do-or-die stance to flee, or a desperate final attack, all for my storage soul tool. Bibi Dong, such a plan—well played."
Qian Xunji squinted, somewhat surprised that Bibi Dong—whom he'd taken as a pawn—had contrived such refined tactics. Indeed, he would permit Bibi Dong to reach godhood later, but only after Qian Renchuan achieved the Shura God position, ensuring a guaranteed victory. After all, to spread faith, a grand war is indispensable.
An Angelic God's ascension, a Sea God's ascension, a Sea God Tang San broadcasting faith… all came once war ended, with them as victors.
No matter, though. Qian Renchuan was soon entering the Shura God Trials. As for Bibi Dong's eighth test—eliminating the Deep Sea Demon Whale King—he could periodically harass her, stalling. Who could catch him once he fled, with that speed?
Not bothering to respond, Bibi Dong quickly rummaged in the storage device. Soon, she found the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud. Gushing blood, she let some drip over it, and soon the Shroud glowed a brilliant blue-gold.
"How odd. Why does my inheritor's body reek of Rakshasa? Seems I'll have to contact my real self in the God Realm about this."
The Sea God's divine sense within the Shroud momentarily mused, then grew enraged: "Daring to harm my chosen inheritor so viciously… He's merely a puppet to the Angelic God. Unforgivable."
Moments later, the Shroud entered Bibi Dong's brow. By then, her whole body had turned golden, a hazy gilt glow rising like flames around her. Behind her appeared a colossal golden figure, seeming over a hundred times her own size, shape indistinct. One could guess it wore golden armor, luminous with endless grandeur, wholly encased except for its completely shadowed face.
Seeing that figure, Bibi Dong nearly teared up for joy. Finally—finally—she had a god as backup to take the field! Her bitter days were done!
A thick, forceful voice reverberated in Bibi Dong's mind, majestic with dignity: "I roamed Douluo's waters for a thousand years and claimed the Sea God's throne, forging the Golden Thirteen Halberds, sweeping the seas invincible. Now I pass you the first three moves, watch once as I employ them. Eh?"
He was about to strike when the Sea God's sense found himself taken aback: Qian Xunji had darted away at top speed. In a flash, brilliant afterimages trailed him as he soared over a kilometer in a single breath.
Not even the Seagod's Inertia Disturbance Wave could strike him at that distance. So that era's Angelic God priest is this cowardly? Retreating so far away, how is he going to posture?
Moreover, Qian Xunji had no reason to butt heads with the Sea God's sense. Did Bibi Dong think the cunning Qian Xunji would stand around and fight?
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