The next moment.
An unparalleled Power of Light radiated from Qian Renxue. Compared to the Power of Light she had just wielded, the difference was like heaven and earth.
The Power of Light spread outward. Wherever it passed, the Rakshasa Divine Power was instantly purified, leaving not the slightest trace behind.
As it purified the Rakshasa Divine Power, the Power of Light also surged toward Bibi Dong, instantly sending her flying once more and crashing straight into her own papal throne.
At the same time.
Within the Rakshasa Temple of the Douluo God Realm.
A divine sense radiating terrifying Power of Light appeared within the Rakshasa Temple, its icy gaze fixed upon the Rakshasa God before it.
Feeling the bone-chilling killing intent carried by Ye Chen's divine sense, as well as the terrifying power it contained.
The Rakshasa God's body trembled uncontrollably. Fear filled her heart, and she was so nervous that she could not even make a sound.
Now, the Rakshasa God seemed to have made a grave mistake—she had provoked someone she never should have provoked.
At the same time, she resented Bibi Dong. Why had her inheritor never told her about Ye Chen's existence?
She had never imagined that such a terrifying being would appear on the Douluo Continent.
"Was it you who wanted to lay a hand on my disciple?"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, his gaze exceedingly hostile.
The instant Ye Chen spoke, the Rakshasa God's knees went weak. She abruptly fell to her knees before him, her eyes full of pleading.
"My lord, this minor god did not know that little angel was your disciple. Otherwise, this minor god would never have acted."
"Also, my inheritor is your disciple's mother. This minor god will descend at once to persuade them and have mother and