Chapter 116 Bibi Dong is in a sorry state! Qian Daobai's terrifying strength!
It is a thousand cypress trees.
He leaped high into the air, the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand drawing a simple yet deadly trajectory through the air.
Pfft!
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out clearly.
The tip of the Demon-Slaying Sword pierced Bibi Dong's left side with pinpoint accuracy, emerging from her back and pinning her firmly to the wall.
"..."
Qian Daobai loosened his grip, letting the sword hilt hang in the air.
He landed gracefully, his expression indifferent.
Fresh blood flowed slowly down the wall, spreading into a small, glaring red patch on the ground.
Bibi Dong's body was firmly pinned to the cold stone wall by that seemingly ordinary longsword.
She looked down at the sword that had pierced through her left shoulder.
There was no soul power fluctuation attached to it; it was just a pure sword.
Yet this very sword easily tore through her prized Death Spider Queen Armor.
That defensive armor, forged by the ninth spirit ring and capable of withstanding the full-force attacks of several Title Douluos, was as fragile as paper before this sword.
How is that possible?
Bibi Dong's mind was blank.
She gathered all her soul power and combined the power of her twin martial souls to create layers of defense, yet she couldn't even withstand a casual attack from her opponent.
This is no longer a difference in strength.
This is a crushing defeat on a level of life.
A sharp pain shot through her shoulder blade, as if it were tearing her soul apart.
But Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and refused to utter a single groan of pain.
She stretched out her right hand and gripped the blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword nailed to the wall tightly. Then, amidst a tooth-grinding scraping sound, she slowly pulled her body out of the blade!
puff!
The moment her body was severed from the sword, a large gushing of blood spurted from the hole in her shoulder.
She staggered back a few steps, barely managing to stand by leaning against a pillar. Her left arm was completely powerless and hung limply at her sides.
She was breathing heavily, her sweat mixed with blood, soaking through her magnificent papal robes.
"Don't think that way..."
Bibi Dong raised her head, her purple eyes burning with an almost insane flame.
"That's enough to make me back down!"
Standing at a distance, Qian Renxue was deeply shaken by Bibi Dong's frenzied state.
Is this still the same Pope who strategized and controlled the entire Spirit Hall, making both empires wary?
No.
Before me was a madwoman who had been driven to the brink of despair, lost everything, yet still refused to admit defeat.
What exactly did her master do to her?
It's unbelievable that it could provoke her to this extent.
Qian Daobai remained indifferent, as if everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.
He didn't even look at the Demon-Slaying Sword that was still hanging on the wall.
He simply watched Bibi Dong silently, as if watching a clown's last struggle.
This disregard is a deeper form of contempt than any humiliation.
Bibi Dong sensed it.
She smiled.
The laughter was shrill and venomous.
"Qian Daobai, you are very strong."
"I admit, I am no match for you in a head-on confrontation."
"However, there are always some forces in this world that cannot be measured by simple strength or weakness!"
"..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong slammed her remaining right hand against her chest.
A dark green soul force surged wildly around her, like a venomous snake.
That was the power of the Soul-Devouring Spider King, but this time, it was completely different from before.
That soul power contained an extreme resentment and curse.
"Soul Devouring... Bone Corrosion... Curse!"
Bibi Dong squeezed out these words slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth.
As she finished speaking, a fist-sized, extremely condensed dark green ball of light appeared in her palm.
Within that sphere of light, one could vaguely see contorted, pained faces emitting silent wails.
This is her most treasured, forbidden technique.
Using one's own blood essence and a portion of one's soul as a catalyst, it unleashes the most vicious curse attack.
This move, while lacking in destructive power, was extremely insidious.
Anyone struck by this ball of light, even with just a slight scratch, will have their curse power invade their body, like a maggot clinging to their bones, constantly corroding their flesh and soul.
The wound will continue to enlarge, fester, and never heal.
No matter how powerful the soul force or how skilled the healing-type soul master, it cannot save the situation.
Those who are infected will only watch helplessly as their bodies rot away bit by bit in endless pain, eventually turning into a pool of pus.
A confident yet ferocious smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face.
She didn't believe that Qian Daobai could withstand this attack!
No matter how strong he is, he is still made of flesh and blood!
If he gets hit, I'll win!
"Go to hell!"
She roared and shoved the dark green orb in her hand toward Qian Daobai.
As the ball of light left his hand, it swelled in the wind, transforming into a hideous skull that hurtled through the air with a shrill sound, heading straight for Qian Daobai's face.
Unfortunately, she ultimately underestimated Qian Daobai's strength.
Or rather, she simply did not understand the realm that Qian Daobai was in.
Faced with this curse attack that would make any titled Douluo's scalp tingle, Qian Daobai's face remained completely calm.
He didn't even move an inch.
He simply extended his right hand.
The demon-slaying sword nailed to the wall emitted a clear, melodious sword cry, transformed into a white light, and instantly returned to his hand.
Qian Daobai gripped the hilt of his sword and casually swung it at the rapidly approaching dark green skull.
There was no earth-shattering fanfare.
There was no dazzling sword light.
It's just a simple wave.
However, this single swing seemed to sever some kind of rule of heaven and earth.
The grotesque skull abruptly stopped three feet away from the Thousand Cypress Tree.
The next moment.
Click.
A thin crack appeared between the skull's eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, cracks spread across the entire skull like a spider web.
Bang!
The dark green skull shattered with a crash.
It transformed into countless green specks of light and dissipated into the air.
The resentment and curses contained within were completely purified by the supreme yang power contained in that sword strike, leaving not a trace behind.
"puff--"
With the forbidden technique broken, Bibi Dong suffered a severe blow to her mind, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her aura instantly weakened.
The madness and confidence in her eyes vanished completely, replaced by endless despair.
We lost.
A complete and utter defeat.
All her methods and trump cards seemed like a joke in front of this man.
In the instant she was lost in thought, a white figure appeared before her.
Qian Daobai's movements were incredibly fast.
He raised his right foot and, without any fancy moves, simply kicked Bibi Dong in the stomach.
Bang!
A muffled thud.
(End of chapter)