Chapter 348: Tang San—Even in Death, Bibi Dong Won't Let Me Go
"Bibi Dong, then just kill me!"
Bo Saixi once again called Bibi Dong by name, with no hint of respect. Her eyes were hollow—she no longer harbored any will to live. Having been resurrected with a martial spirit changed from Sea God to Rakshasa God, to her—a fanatically devoted Sea God believer—this was the ultimate blasphemy. Tang Chen was dead. Her faith and devotion gone, what reason was there to live?
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a playful smirk. "Hehehe… Bo Saixi, I didn't go through all the trouble of reviving you just to let you die again. I have something for you to do."
"I'll never help you, even if I die!" Bo Saixi replied coldly.
"Then let me offer you something you can't possibly refuse: I can bring Tang Chen back."
With those words, Bibi Dong released her grip. Bo Saixi collapsed to the floor, and the moment she heard Tang Chen's name, a glimmer returned to her empty gaze. She wanted to see him again—desperately. Yet reason held her back. She didn't want to assist Bibi Dong in her wickedness.
"Bo Saixi, you must have noticed: a third of Sea God Island's population has vanished. Of the Seven Sacred Pillars, only Sea Horse Douluo, Sea Witch Douluo, Starfish Douluo, and Sea Ghost Douluo remain."
"I know what you're thinking. But let me make it clear: those people didn't die because of me—they died because of you. I'm the one who saved the Sea God Island soul masters and provided you new supplies. If anyone deserves credit for preserving Sea God Island's belief, it's me."
Bo Saixi's first reaction was fury—but then she froze, her pupils dilating. "Me?"
Bibi Dong smiled calmly. "Your reckless attack on Spirit Hall caused Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Star Luo Empire to join forces and blockade Vast Sea City—your island's main supply line."
"Even if you could fish from the sea, where would your daily goods come from? With you gone, Sea God Island's soul masters were helpless against the mainland armies. I saved them, not you. All of them now owe me. Spirit Hall, the two empires—those are your enemies. You should strike without hesitation."
"You were born on Sea God Island. After all this persecution, will you still sit idly by because you're no longer the Sea God Douluo?"
"You swear you can really bring back Tang Chen?" Bo Saixi asked, her face dark and conflicted.
She had no other choice. The continent was slaughtering her homeland. And Bibi Dong had offered her the one thing she couldn't resist.
"Like you, Tang Chen was a divine servant. You served the Sea God; he served the Asura God. Your souls were preserved by divine power. Now that I'm a god, I can revive him."
Bo Saixi stared fiercely. "You better not be lying."
Bibi Dong grinned and nodded. "Of course not."
In truth, Bibi Dong didn't care about Bo Saixi. As for reviving Tang Chen? That was just a lie to string her along. After the beating he gave her in Slaughter City, she'd never resurrect that man willingly. He'd just wake up and slam her with a god-tier hammer strike.
Instead, she planned to make Bo Saixi her undead pawn for ravaging the continent.
Her first task? Clear out all the Spirit Hall soul masters, Star Luo and Heaven Dou soldiers stationed at Vast Sea City—tens of thousands of them.
This was Bibi Dong's message to the world: She had returned.
Let the final battle begin.
This would be a war of annihilation—either she would die, or the world would.
And she needed powerful pawns. Bo Saixi, now demigod-level, would serve well. As a warm-up, she could taste the Rakshasa God Spirit's power.
Bibi Dong still had unanswered questions—like how the Shrek Six Monsters suddenly evolved from Soul Douluos to Title Douluos at Jialing Pass, with all ninth rings being 100,000-year rings. If she knew the reason, she wouldn't need Bo Saixi—Sea God's Four Pillars, Tang Tian, and Tang Hu would be enough.
—
"Now it's your turn, Tang San."
Bibi Dong spread her divine consciousness toward the ocean where Qian Renchuan had obliterated Tang San. Having completed the top-tier seven trials, Tang San's soul had been tempered and enhanced by the Sea God's divine power. Like Bo Saixi's, his soul had been preserved.
And she wasn't about to let that traitor die so easily.
Moments later, Bibi Dong's Rakshasa power reassembled Tang San's body.
When he revived, his martial spirit had been forcibly changed to Rakshasa, just like Bo Saixi. But unlike her, this wasn't to humiliate him—he wasn't strong enough to be useful.
Tang San had only reached level 92. Now, she'd slowly pump death energy into his body to nurture him to level 99.
And for that, he'd be joining Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo—in the cage.
"Bibi Dong! I'm already dead, and you still won't let me go? You resurrected me just to torture me all over again!?"
Tang San was horrified. His soul had been forcibly recalled, just to be tormented again? She was a monster. A complete monster.
Bibi Dong's smile turned twisted. "Let you go? If you're dead, who'll open the Sea God Trials for me?"
"You're a god now! You can find the trial site yourself! You don't need to resurrect me! And I'm not even level 99!"
"True. But this god wants you to sacrifice yourself to open the gate. As for your strength—I've already prepared your path to 99. One that's quite… comfortable. With Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong as your company. Enjoy."
Bibi Dong once again activated the Rakshasa Cage. A purple-black vortex appeared beneath Tang San. He couldn't resist. In seconds, he was gone—transported to the same place as Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo.
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