On the Limali Plain, the Heaven Dou Army stood in a formidable formation. Tang Hao stood at the front with the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, the black Soul Power coiling around it as dense as ink. Xiao Wu guarded the Ice Coffin, her Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul ready at any moment, Soul Power taut around her body. Poison Douluo, Dai Mubai, and the others held their respective positions, their eyes fixed on Jialing Pass as an atmosphere of drawn swords and bent bows filled the air.
Atop the walls of Jialing Pass, Bibi Dong wore the Rakshasa God Robe, her body shrouded in sinister divine radiance. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe glowed with a cold red light in her palm. Looking down at the Heaven Dou Army on the Limali Plain, her voice carried God-tier pressure as it pierced the clouds and echoed in every direction. "Tang San, hand over Lin Zhixia, and I will spare the Heaven Dou Army! Otherwise, once the Undead Legion descends upon the world, the day of your destruction will come!"
The moment her words fell, the Ice Coffin at the center of the Heaven Dou Army suddenly erupted with boundless silver-violet starlight. A phantom yet imposing figure slowly emerged behind the coffin, white hair like snow and robes fluttering in the wind. The divine radiance flowing around him far surpassed Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine power. His eyes were calm and unruffled, yet held an awe-inspiring disdain for all living things—it was the will of the former Starfall Judgment God.
"Does even the Rakshasa God dare run wild here?" The phantom spoke softly, yet his voice made the walls of Jialing Pass tremble faintly. Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically, and her Rakshasa divine power surged instinctively. She could clearly sense the terrifying power within