Little Jiu slammed a fist into the room's wall, only to discover in shock that even his violent punch could not break it.
"This is God Realm matter I specially brought here."
"By the time you break through all the walls and find Bibi Dong, she may already be dead!"
The Rakshasa God let out a harsh, cackling laugh.
Then, an image appeared out of thin air. In a pitch-black, sealed room, Bibi Dong huddled in the corner, trembling in terror as she muttered to herself.
"Don't come near me, Qian Xunji! Get away!"
Little Jiu could see that Bibi Dong's divine robes were still immaculate, yet she looked as terrified and helpless as a young girl.
"What did you do to my Master's Wife?" Little Jiu roared.
"Nothing much. I merely wanted her to become my Divine Attendant, to make her loathe herself and loathe the world. But she refused, so I had no choice but to make her relive the most unbearable memories in her heart over and over again!"
The Rakshasa God cackled. "Soon, she'll break down! Then she'll become my most perfect Divine Attendant. Once she gives up this body, I'll prepare the most perfect divine body for her in the God Realm. Then she'll serve me wholeheartedly!"
"No, you can't do this to Teacher!" Hu Liena roared. Bibi Dong looked utterly miserable.
An endless loop, trapped within the most painful memories of her life—there was nothing crueler in this world!
"Save me, Little Gang. Where are you?"
Bibi Dong suddenly began to sob like a helpless girl, burying her face in her knees as crystal-clear tears slid down her cheeks.
"Rakshasa God, release my Master's Wife now, or I'll make sure your body and soul are utterly destroyed, never to reincarnate!"
Little Jiu's eyes had