Chapter 255 Bibi Dong: Make Tang San Pay the Price! The Shattered Rakshasa Godhead?!
It was none other than the Rakshasa God—Bibi Dong.
Before her stood Ye Xishui, the once-renowned level 99 Limit Douluo with twin martial souls, the "Death God Douluo."
He was kneeling on the ground in a sorry state, his face as pale as paper, and cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Since you are willing to submit, then I will bestow upon you a 'gift'."
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a playful smile, and she lightly tapped her slender finger.
"Buzz—!"
A purplish-black light instantly entered Ye Xishui's brow.
Ye Xishui shuddered, feeling an extremely terrifying and domineering divine thought instantly invade her spiritual sea.
That power was ancient and evil, carrying supreme divine might, taking root and sprouting deep within her soul, transforming into a seed as black as ink.
"This seed of divine consciousness is called 'Rakshasa Mark'."
Bibi Dong's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable coldness:
It will constantly monitor your thoughts and soul.
If you harbor even the slightest ill intention towards me, even just a single thought, this seed will instantly sprout.
At this point, Bibi Dong slightly bowed.
His purple eyes were fixed on Ye Xishui's terrified eyes as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:
"At that time, your body will turn into blood, and your soul will be imprisoned forever."
He suffered endless torment, unable to live, unable to die.
Ye Xishui's delicate body trembled violently, and the last glimmer of hope in her heart was completely shattered.
She bowed her head deeply, her voice trembling as she respectfully said:
"Your subordinate... Your subordinate dares not!"
"I swear to serve you to the death!"
After dealing with Ye Xishui, Bibi Dong slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping over the group of trembling Holy Spirit Cult leaders below.
This included Zhong Liwu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, and Feng Ling, the deputy leader, among others.
A terrifying pressure belonging to a first-level deity instantly swept across the entire area, making everyone feel a suffocating sense of oppression.
"I know you're all curious about who I am."
Bibi Dong slowly walked down from the throne, each step seemingly treading on the heartbeats of everyone present.
"I am not a person of this era, but I know this world better than any of you."
She stopped in her tracks, her long purple dress billowing even without wind, and a gigantic Rakshasa demonic figure faintly appeared behind her, radiating an aura of despair and evil.
"My name is Bibi Dong."
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, as if they had heard something unbelievable.
Especially kneeling beside Ye Xishui,
The Holy Spirit Cult's elder, who always kept his head down, with an aged face yet still retaining some of his youthful charm, was none other than Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock.
A young woman standing in the crowd, Ma Xiaotao, a saintess of the Holy Spirit Church, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"Bibi Dong?!"
"It was actually..."
The empress of the Spirit Empire who was destroyed by the Sea God Tang San ten thousand years ago.
The Rakshasa Goddess Bibi Dong?!
These three words, in the history of Douluo Continent, represent the glory and the end of an era.
It also represents a "sinful" history written by the victors.
Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall swept across the world, established the Spirit Empire, and almost unified the entire continent.
Empress Bibi Dong, with her unparalleled talent of twin martial souls, became a terrifying being who reached level 100 and became a god.
Although she ultimately lost to Tang San, the Sea God, her name remains a prominent and memorable part of history.
It is also a kind of twisted "faith" totem in the hearts of all evil spirit masters.
Now, this legendary figure is actually standing right in front of them?!
"how?
Are you surprised?
Bibi Dong glanced at the saintess who had exclaimed in surprise, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, before she sneered:
"That's right, it's Bibi Dong, who was tricked by Tang San and wiped out by the false God Realm."
"However, that's all in the past."
Bibi Dong raised her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through thick layers of rock, reaching straight to the divine realm above the heavens, her eyes burning with a fierce flame of vengeance:
"This time, I have returned from hell, not only to reclaim this continent."
"Moreover, it was so that the high and mighty Sea God Tang San would have to watch everything he cherished be reduced to ashes, bit by bit!"
Bibi Dong's words, filled with murderous intent and the flames of revenge, had barely faded when
The terrifying divine power that had been surging within the hall suddenly froze.
She froze on the spot, as if she had been frozen in place.
Those purple eyes, which had been fixed on the void as if trying to see through the divine realm,
A wave of disbelief washed over him, but it was quickly replaced by overwhelming joy.
Below the main hall, Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, and a group of high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Sect were already struggling to breathe under the oppressive aura of the first-level deity.
Seeing their capricious "Empress" suddenly fall silent, they were terrified and lowered their heads even further.
They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
He was terrified that if he took a heavy breath, it would bring about his death.
However, the thunderous wrath they had anticipated did not materialize.
On the contrary, a blush of almost manic excitement gradually appeared on Bibi Dong's originally cold face.
"This...this is..."
Bibi Dong abruptly closed her eyes, and her immense divine sense stretched outwards like tentacles.
It pierced through the depths of the earth in an instant, traversing countless mountains and rivers.
Ultimately, the location was pinpointed to an ancient battlefield somewhere in the Douluo Continent, long since buried by time.
She felt it!
Within the spatial interlayer of this plane
There was even a trace of law fluctuation that was extremely familiar, yet filled with a sense of death and shattering!
That's the aura of the Rakshasa God!
To be precise, that belongs to this world.
The remnants of Bibi Dong, who was defeated by Tang San ten thousand years ago, after her fall.
Shattered Godhood!
"Hahaha...hahahaha!"
Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, threw her head back, and laughed wildly.
The laughter was filled with unbridled joy and surprise.
The entire underground palace trembled violently, and countless fragments of stone fell down.
"Heaven is helping me!"
"This is truly a stroke of luck!"
She originally thought she had traveled through time and space to come.
Although the divine position still exists, its power is ultimately weakened by the suppression of the rules of this world.
Returning to peak condition, or even surpassing it, is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But she never expected that although Tang San killed Bibi Dong of this world and destroyed her physical body back then,
They even shattered her divine throne.
But he could not completely erase a "law" from the world!
Although the Rakshasa godhood from ten thousand years ago was shattered, it did not completely dissipate.
Instead, it transformed into countless fragments of divine power, scattered across the site where that epic battle ended—
Jialing Pass!
Those fragments are hidden in the void rifts above Jialing Pass.
Having withstood the test of ten thousand years,
Instead of dissipating, it became even purer and more profound because it contained the overwhelming resentment and unwillingness of the former Bibi Dong before her death!
"I never expected that idiot would leave me with such a wonderful gift even though he lost!"
(End of chapter)