Gu Nian's Blue Silver God Conferred! Unfathomable! The Golden List Rewards Are Tempting!

Qian Daoliu's voice betrayed no emotion.

Bibi Dong remained silent, though the murderous aura radiating from her body grew increasingly intense.

"Xue'er... she is just like her mother after all."

Qian Daoliu sighed, his tone tinged with complexity.

"Just as... stubborn."

Bibi Dong finally reacted. She turned her head, her purple eyes fixed on Qian Daoliu.

"What are you trying to say?"

Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze and met hers.

"I was thinking, if you and Xue'er could have been like this sooner..."

He did not finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.

If the mother and daughter had been of one mind earlier, given the foundation of Martial Soul Hall and the addition of two divine inheritors, let alone a Tang San, what could the entire continent have done against them?

How could there have been the disastrous defeat at Jialing Pass?

How could the Angel God Position have been shattered?

"What is the use of saying these things now?"

Bibi Dong's tone was stiff, but that surging murderous intent quietly receded by a few degrees.

Qian Daoliu shook his head.

"It is not too late."

"The Sky Screen has changed the future; everything can still be mended."

A flash of sharp light flickered in his cloudy, aged eyes.

"Xue'er has received the reward of the Heavenly Dao. Reshaping her God Heart is only a matter of time, and she may even be stronger than before."

"And as for you, the inheritance of the Rakshasa God has not been severed either."

"Our Martial Soul Hall remains the strongest power on this continent."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong remained silent.

She knew that what Qian Daoliu said was the truth.

The trajectory of the future had been completely disrupted, and they had been given a chance to start over.

A... chance for revenge!

"Tang San must die!"

Bibi Dong said, enunciating every word, her voice filled with an unshakable resolve.

"And not just him!"

"Everyone on the Golden Ranking—the opportunities they've gained, their spirit bones—they will all become stepping stones for my Martial Soul Hall!"

Qian Daoliu nodded in approval.

This was the Bibi Dong he knew: decisive and ruthless.

"Tang San must certainly be killed, but right now, we face a greater threat."

Qian Daoliu's expression was grave, as it had never been before.

"Who?"

"The Blue Silver God King, Gu Nian."

When that name left Qian Daoliu's lips, even the air seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Bibi Dong's pupils constricted slightly.

That was right.

That man.

Ever since the Sky Screen descended, he had remained outside the chessboard, yet he was a mysterious existence constantly manipulating the chess pieces.

Tang San's mother, Ah Yin, was resurrected because of him.

Her own daughter, Qian Renxue, had her martial soul evolve because of him.

Even this Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking seemed to have a thousand intricate connections to him.

"This person is unfathomable, his origins unknown, yet he can influence the Will of the Heavenly Dao."

Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice.

"He is our true, greatest threat."

"Compared to him, Tang San is merely a slightly prickly chess piece."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the waves in her heart.

She had to admit that Qian Daoliu was right.

An unknown existence capable of communicating with the Heavenly Dao—its threat level was far beyond that of Tang San.

"What do you mean?"

"Wait."

Qian Daoliu only said one word.

"Wait until the Gold Ranking concludes completely."

"At that time, I will summon all the Elders, and you will mobilize all the Titled Douluo."

"Our goal is to intercept and kill everyone on the list, seizing their rewards and spirit bones!"

"Especially Tang San. I want him to wish for death but be unable to die!"

"As for that Blue Silver God King..."

Qian Daoliu paused, a trace of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"Xue'er is currently in the Sunset Forest with him, so it is inconvenient for us to make a move."

"We shall first clip his wings, then plot against him slowly."

"..."

"This person will be the ultimate target for both mother and daughter after we attain godhood!"

Upon hearing this, killing intent erupted in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"We shall do as you say!"

In that moment, for a common goal, the two reached a startling consensus.

Meanwhile.

Beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in the Sunset Forest.

The atmosphere was completely different from the murderous tension in Martial Soul City.

Qian Renxue held the Bright Holy Sword, feeling the "Blazing Divine Heart" slowly beating within her chest, her expression still somewhat dazed.

She could not believe that she actually had a chance to start over.

Gu Nian stood to the side, watching quietly without saying a word to disturb her.

However, on the other side, a sharp voice filled with anger and hatred shattered the tranquility.

"Qian Renxue!"

Xue Ke's body trembled slightly with agitation. She used all her strength to point at the sister who was both familiar and strange to her, her eyes bloodshot.

"You liar!"

"You deceived all of us!"

"You killed my father!"

Facing her sister's accusations, a flash of guilt crossed Qian Renxue's complex gaze. She opened her mouth, but did not know how to explain.

However, Xue Ke did not give her a chance to explain at all.

The newly enthroned Heaven Dou Empress, under the immense shock, made a decision that caught everyone off guard.

She drew the sword at her waist, its tip pointing directly at Qian Renxue.

"I challenge you to a duel!"

Qian Renxue's voice fell.

The Seraph phantom behind her shone with brilliant light, and every feather on its twelve wings transformed into pure radiance.

Golden holy flames rose from the blade of the Bright Holy Sword, scorching the surrounding air until it warped and distorted.

That was no longer mere soul power, but the Power of Judgment that had already touched the realm of gods.

Xue Ke, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling felt a suffocating pressure wash over them in an instant.

Under the full-force amplification of Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia, their soul power had condensed to its peak, yet before that magnificent divine might, they still appeared insignificant.

They were like a tiny skiff facing a ten-thousand-foot tidal wave about to crash down upon them.

Martial Soul Hall.

Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat upright on her throne, gazing quietly at the Sky Screen.

Her expression was calm.

"It is over."

She spoke softly, as if stating an established fact.

Standing below, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei both bowed, not daring to speak.

Bibi Dong's gaze remained locked on Qian Renxue, carrying a hint of complexity, but pride above all else.

"Talent, bloodline, temperament—Xue'er is top-tier in every regard."

"Those three girls did indeed receive guidance from Gu Nian, and their Martial Souls underwent a heaven-defying transformation."

"The Nine Heart Begonia evolved into the Nine Provinces, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor reverted to its ancestral Medusa form, and the Swan Martial Soul gained the Imperial Decree."

"Any one of them would be a once-in-ten-thousand-year miracle in the outside world."

Bibi Dong's voice lacked any warmth.

"It is a pity, however, that their opponent is Xue'er."

"It is the Angel Martial Soul, which has inherited the bloodline of the gods."

In her view, this battle had no suspense from the very beginning.

The massive chasm in Soul Power Level and the innate suppression of Martial Soul quality had already destined the outcome.

Everything Gu Nian did was nothing more than adding a few insignificant twists to a battle that was destined to be a victory.