"You are courting death!"
Bibi Dong's pitch-black eyes surged with killing intent.
Behind her, a colossal ghost-purple Spider Emperor condensed into form—
Its venomous compound eyes flickered, its bristling limbs twisted with cruelty, and the oppressive aura it released made heaven and earth tremble.
Ghost-purple Spirit Power surged forth like a broken dam—
BOOM—! BOOM—!
It crashed violently against the immovable wall of holy feathers.
Darkness and light collided in mad devastation, shattering the entire valley.
Countless massive boulders tumbled downward—
But before they could touch the cross-legged Qian Daoliu sitting beneath them, the holy light circulating around him silently dissolved them into nothing.
Bibi Dong's icy voice echoed out:
"Death Domain!"
A tide of ghost-purple poison mist flooded outward.
Wherever it passed, all things withered—
plants turned to ash, rocks corroded and cracked,
even light seemed devoured.
Qian Daoliu's expression remained calm.
Behind him—
Radiant holy light suddenly gathered.
A thousand-meter-tall six-winged angel appeared, one hand resting upon the hilt of the Angelic Sacred Sword, its tip lowered toward the earth.
A thousand-meter-tall six-winged angel phantom manifested, hands resting upon the hilt of the Angel Holy Sword, its blade pointing toward the earth.
"Angel Domain."
Boundless, pure light burst forth from him like a tidal wave.
The divine, majestic power swept outward—
Forcibly pushing back the corrosive Death Domain by nearly a third.
Within the canyon, light and darkness carved out two sharply divided territories, devouring and invading one another, neither yielding an inch.
Bibi Dong hovered in midair.
Her bright red phoenix robe was gradually stained with gloom.
Under her feet, nine Spirit Rings rose one after another:
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!
"Fifth Spirit Ability—Ten Thousand Threads of Death!"
The Death Spider Emperor screeched toward the heavens.
From its mandibles erupted a sky-darkening deluge of black spider silk.
Each thread carried a toxin powerful enough to corrode space itself, lunging like living snakes toward Qian Daoliu, sealing every avenue of escape.
Buzz—
Buzz—
The ground trembled violently.
Above Qian Daoliu's head, the power of Light gathered into a sweeping tide.
Nine Spirit Rings of a truly peerless configuration rose in sequence:
Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!
The aura they released alone shattered the ground.
Light condensed into tangible radiance, falling as a rain of holy luminescence across heaven and earth.
Each droplet—
Like a shard of a prism.
Each shimmer—
Reflecting the towering figure of Qian Daoliu.
He slowly raised his hand, fingers curling.
The falling rain of light gathered as if called, flowing into his palm, condensing into a radiant Angel Holy Sword.
"Fourth Spirit Ability—Holy Sword Judgement!"
Qian Daoliu swept the sword outward—
a torrent of holy light rushing like a tidal wave.
Where the blade passed—
Ten thousand meters of light erupted.
The overwhelming spider silk evaporated like frost under blazing sun.
Light was inherently the nemesis of darkness.
Even with silk blanketing the heavens—
not a single thread came within ten meters of him.
Seeing the Death Spider Emperor's ability fail,
a vicious glint flashed across Bibi Dong's gaze.
Her aura suddenly shifted.
The Death Spider Emperor behind her dissolved into mist—
Replaced by something far more twisted and eldritch.
A corpse-green spider phantom surged forth, its abdomen writhing unnaturally, as though condensed from all the malice and negative energy in the world.
The moment this other spider emperor appeared—
All life within ten kilometers
(except for Qian Daoliu)
was stripped of vitality.
This was Bibi Dong's second Martial Soul—
the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.
Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red, Black, Black, Red!
Nine even more terrifying Spirit Rings wrapped around the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.
Her already terrifying aura surged yet further.
Her beautiful face crawled with green-purple cracks.
Killing intent and death qi condensed into near-solid tides, surging outward with destructive fury.
Sssss—
Sssss—
The ear-piercing shriek of metal scraping rang out.
Bibi Dong gripped her two-meter-long Rakshasa Scythe, her figure moving so fast it seemed to tear through space itself.
In an instant she appeared behind Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu did not turn.
The Angel Holy Sword in his hand dispersed into countless rays of light, instantly reforming behind him—
With a sharp clang, it intercepted the descending scythe with perfect precision.
The deafening clash of metal echoed through the heavens, scattering clouds for hundreds of kilometers.
Qian Daoliu finally rose to his feet.
Reversing his grip on the sword, he turned and slashed.
Bibi Dong blocked with her scythe—
But the overwhelming force sent her flying backward.
She crashed violently into the collapsing valley behind her, kicking up a storm of shattered stone and dust.
The next moment—
A streak of ghastly green light burst from the debris, raging toward the sky.
Her Spirit Rings blazed, and the Rakshasa Scythe tore open the heavens.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!
A stream of holy light and a stream of pitch-black darkness chased and collided wildly across the land.
They fought from sky to ground.
Each exchange of blows shattered mountain after mountain.
The rampant energies seemed as though they might rip this entire region apart.
...
Meanwhile—
Hundreds of kilometers away, at Blazing Fire City—
Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and Li Zhexian—three peerless swordsmen of the age—charged into the battlefield.
In barely the time of a single incense stick,
they helped the city's defenders annihilate tens of thousands of undead.
"Brother Zhexian!"
All the Spirit Masters and soldiers of Blazing Fire City looked toward the youth in white with reverence.
Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, and the others hurried up excitedly.
"It's been half a year, Brother Zhexian—your sword is even more terrifying now!"
Huo Wushuang laughed heartily and pulled Li Zhexian into a bear hug.
Huo Wu wiped the dust from her face, smiling brightly as she extended a slender hand toward him.
Li Zhexian first offered a warm greeting to the members of the Blazing Battle Team, then looked at Huo Wu with exaggerated helplessness:
"I come all this way to save you all.
Not even a cup of good wine to welcome a brother—yet you're the first one to hold out your hand asking for something, Huo Wu."
Though his words carried complaint—
He swept his sleeve lightly.
A few plump, glossy purple-black plums dropped gently into her palm.
"Heh, that's what a good friend does!"
Huo Wu grinned brilliantly.
She lightly punched Li Zhexian's chest.
Taking a bite of the plum—
Its fresh sweetness seemed to spread straight into her heart.
Every time she parted from him in Heaven Dou City,
she searched everywhere—
Yet never again found plums as delicious as those grown in Li Zhexian's courtyard.
"Sword Wine Douluo, Heart Douluo, Wind Sword Douluo…"
At that moment—
The Dean of Blazing Academy, leading the academy's experts, hurried forward.
He bowed deeply before the three.
"Thank you, esteemed Douluos, for your aid!"
Chen Xin and Feng Bailong smiled and looked at Li Zhexian.
Li Zhexian could only smile helplessly back, helping the dean rise before glancing at the elderly man behind him:
"Senior, no need to be so polite."
"In the battle at the Pope's Palace years ago, you also stepped in to protect me."
The old man froze.
That battle had passed years ago.
There had been many Titled Douluo present—
along with experts from two other academies.
He did not expect—
That the now-renowned Sword Wine Douluo still remembered him.
His heart warmed, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Sword Wine Douluo's heart is pure, and you have grown into the pillar that supports Heaven Dou."
"Heaven Dou is fortunate to have you."
Li Zhexian was just about to respond—
When he suddenly stiffened, head snapping toward the south, his expression turning grave.
Immediately after—
Chen Xin and Feng Bailong also sensed it, turning in the same direction, their faces changing dramatically:
"What a terrifying aura!"
"Which two peerless powerhouses are fighting?!"
...
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