Chapter 312: I, Bibi Dong, Cannot Fall
Inside Bibi Dong's body, her rank-99 Douluo-level soul power erupted wildly. She blasted away that ink entirely. Once her line of sight cleared, she glared forward. Because there, a mighty accumulation of spirit power was surging—Evil Qian Xunji.
"Evil·Angel's Annihilating Thunder!"
Mimicking Qian Xunji's earlier posture, Evil Qian Xunji caused countless lightning bolts to spew forth, coalescing on the battlefield like a torrential waterfall streaming at Bibi Dong. The lightning was ink-black, emanating a vile aura. Using the move cost Evil Qian Xunji part of his body's substance, turning him a bit translucent.
"Eighth soul skill, Rakshasa Protection!"
The eighth ring under Bibi Dong's feet lit up, releasing a surge of purple-black spirit power. Like an ever-expanding whirlpool, it turned the thirty-some meters around her into a purple-black zone, forming a special domain. Within it, her spirit power flowed like liquid. The black lightning that entered this domain couldn't reach Bibi Dong; it quickly flowed through the "liquid" and scattered throughout that space.
"Bibi Dong!"
Golden brilliance flared, a mighty wave of soul power bearing divine force pressed down. A massive, lavishly decorated sacred sword cut into Rakshasa Protection—the Holy Sword of Qian Xunji.
At a glance, Qian Xunji understood Bibi Dong's eighth skill defense targeted spirit-power attacks, equalizing them throughout a thirty-meter sphere, greatly diminishing their effect. But such a defensive skill fared poorly against physical weaponry.
Infused with divine power, that sacred sword descended. The Rakshasa Protection conjured by Rakshasa spirit power was thus purified and dissolved. Higher-tier divine force could not be blocked by ordinary Rakshasa power. Fragments of black lightning assaulted Bibi Dong.
Boom!
Forced to endure black lightning while meeting Qian Xunji's holy sword, Bibi Dong was left no choice but to take on those dual strikes. A violent explosion sent her hurtling toward the earth, another mouthful of blood spat involuntarily.
Qian Xunji and Evil Qian Xunji promptly chased her, unleashing a relentless assault in midair. Two dazzling trails—one gold, one black—sliced across the sky, gradually leading away from the Clear Sky Clan's mountain range. Meanwhile, Bibi Dong, like a balloon drifting in the wind, was thoroughly suppressed, constantly battered back.
Damn it, dealing with two disgusting Qian Xunjis was tough. Her only plan now was to drain that revolting black Qian Xunji's energy.
Bibi Dong's mental focus reached a maximum, nerves stretched taut as she coped with these two opponents. Her experienced eyes noticed that black Qian Xunji's form growing more translucent, his spirit power rapidly consumed.
Her strategy was apt, but Qian Xunji would never give her the chance.
Just as Bibi Dong had knocked aside Qian Xunji's strike, Evil Qian Xunji swooped in from overhead. His right fist gathered black spirit power into a shield, coordinating with a sacred sword in hand to slash down at Bibi Dong.
"Angel Assault!"
"Killing God Assault!"
Enveloping herself in the condensed killing aura from her Killing God Domain, Bibi Dong brandished her scythe to block.
Boom!
Another pocket explosion detonated, flinging Evil Qian Xunji backward while also forcing Bibi Dong to retreat.
"Not good!"
In the midst of repeated backward steps, Bibi Dong's eyes widened in shock. Her spiritual power sensed numerous thick, scarlet yet pliant and agile octopus limbs rushing at extreme speed. Indeed, it was Qian Xunji's right-arm hundred-thousand-year spirit bone's control skill, timed precisely for her.
In panic, Bibi Dong swung her scythe but only severed a few tentacles, unable to handle them all. Legs, abdomen, shoulders, even her face were ensnared by those octopus limbs and tied up tightly. At the same time, the sixth ring at Qian Xunji's feet burst into radiance.
With Bibi Dong bound, Qian Xunji instantly lunged. One sword split her from head to toe, cutting Bibi Dong and the tentacles in two.
Tentacles shredded—time seemed to slow infinitely. Qian Xunji beheld Bibi Dong, eyes wide in agony, her entire body wrapped in purple demonic patterns, sporting a sword mark from head to foot. Her body, so lightly, so gently, was cleaved in half. Before her eyes, Qian Xunji—wielding the Sacred Sword with an icy expression—seemed to double as well.
Another volley of sword light tore at her form, blowing her body into over a dozen chunks spinning midair. Qian Xunji raised his hand, unleashing angelic spirit power that reduced these dozen chunks of flesh to smaller pieces, scorched and smoking, blowing them hundreds of meters away.
"Qian Xunji!"
Bibi Dong's hate-filled roar echoed. Those clusters of flesh, compelled by an invisible force, swiftly converged. She first healed the light injuries from Qian Xunji's angelic spirit power, then the more severe sword damage.
Qian Xunji and Evil Qian Xunji exchanged glances. As Bibi Dong's body reconstructed from the sword wounds, the pair circled to front and back, fists gleaming gold and black. They unleashed countless punches on Bibi Dong, each handling half her form.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
From an outsider's perspective, if anyone could see that fight, they'd pity Bibi Dong. Like a piece of sandwich cookie, battered by those two Qian Xunjis from front and rear with unrelenting fists—each blow hammered flesh and skin. That voluptuous, curvy figure was hammered as flat as a plank, collapsed at the chest. Her exquisitely perfect face? Nose smashed, teeth caved in, beyond recognition.
Bibi Dong wanted to resist, but Qian Xunji's raw strength wasn't enough to break her bones. He could inflict only superficial damage causing her sharp pain. Yet from front and back came two powerful auras, preventing her from effectively resisting. Sharp torment thrummed all through her entire body.
Why, why, why—why had she cultivated to rank 99 yet still be overpowered by Qian Xunjis? Heavens, why do this to me?
Bibi Dong howled in anguish, nearly sobbing. Her life was far too wretched. Every time she found a moment's satisfaction, she was subjected to inhuman torment. Was this the hardship that lay on her path to godhood?
She'd obtained the Sea God's inheritance only to suffer illusions of that Sea Despair Douluo repeating secret-chamber nightmares for months. Finally slaughtered two hundred-thousand-year beasts, only for Qian Xunji to appear, snatching her bones and brutalizing her. She destroyed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, only for Bo Saixi to arrive. Went to the Slaughter City and beat the Killing King, who then awakened as Tang Chen, determined to kill her!
Now she was an Extreme Douluo, stronger than all; in single combat nobody could handle her. But there were two Qian Xunjis.
She wailed for a while, recalling all her life's miseries, plus her previous lifetime's sufferings, then rallied again.
She could not fall! She would not concede! She had to destroy this continent in vengeance for Yu Xiaogang, Nana, Xiaoxue! She had to butcher Spirit Hall, exterminate the entire Angel lineage, avenge herself! She had yet to fill all her spirit bones, not truly reached her peak—she still had huge room to grow. Qian Xunji couldn't kill her!
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