Bibi Dong's Shock! Asura Demon Sword Third?! The Golden Ranking Goes Wild!

Bibi Dong subconsciously clenched her fists, her meticulously manicured nails nearly embedding themselves into her palms.

"My Rakshasa Demon Scythe only ranked eighth..."

The bitterness and unwillingness contained in these words were audible to anyone.

Standing behind her, Hu Liena also looked up at the Sky Screen, her beautiful face filled with a complex expression.

She softly echoed:

"Teacher is right. This Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking lists the rare treasures of the entire continent. Every item that makes the list is a legendary treasure that has shaken the past and present."

"For Tang San to occupy two spots alone, and with such high rankings, it is truly..."

Hu Liena paused, seemingly searching for an appropriate word.

In the end, she let out a faint sigh and uttered a sentence that caused the hearts of all the Titled Douluo from the Martial Soul Hall present to tremble.

"This Tang San... is likely the most outstanding person on the continent today!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.

Light Feather Douluo and several other elders exchanged glances, all seeing deep shock and gravity in each other's eyes.

"Her Highness the Saintess speaks no falsehood; this child's fortune and strength are indeed shocking."

"First the Sea God Trident, and now the Asura God Sword—both are treasures at the level of Super Divine Artifacts, things we have never even heard of."

"This battle... will be difficult."

Bibi Dong ignored the discussion behind her. Her gaze slowly shifted away from the Sky Screen, crossing the vast battlefield, and landed outside Jialing Pass, in front of the Heaven Dou Empire's army formation.

There, a tall, upright figure was being surrounded by the members of Shrek.

Even across such a vast distance, Bibi Dong felt as if she could sense the aura emanating from him, which had surged once again due to the Heavenly Dao reward.

"Tang San... is indeed very strong."

Bibi Dong's voice lowered, carrying a trace of helplessness she herself was unwilling to admit.

"So strong that... I don't even know how we are supposed to defeat him, or how we can achieve final victory in this battle at Jialing Pass."

This was a level of wavering she, as the Empress of the Martial Soul Empire, had never experienced before.

But soon, the confusion in her eyes was replaced by a deeper sense of doubt.

"No..."

Bibi Dong furrowed her brows tightly, as if she had realized something critical.

"I am not surprised that a Super Divine Artifact like the Asura God Sword made the list."

"However... what shocks me is that it actually only ranked third?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the various Douluo behind her were also stunned.

That was true. They had all been overwhelmed by the shock of Tang San continuously obtaining supreme treasures, yet they had overlooked this most critical issue.

Third!!

From the side, the aged yet powerful voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo rang out, carrying the same confusion.

"Your Excellency the Pope is absolutely right. This is a genuine Super Divine Artifact!

In the weapon rankings of the God Realm, it is enough to be among the very best. To only rank third is indeed far too low."

"..."

Hu Liena covered her red lips, her face filled with astonishment.

"Teacher, back in the Star Dou Great Forest, it was precisely because of this sword that Tang San, joining forces with Sister Xue'er in her Angel God Armor, was finally able to defeat you!"

"Such a terrifying and vicious sword, it actually... only ranked third?"

Hu Liena's words were like needles, pricking into Bibi Dong's heart.

That day's defeat was the greatest humiliation of her life.

But now, the very sword that had caused her humiliation could not even make the top two in the assessment of the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking!

How could she accept this?

Bibi Dong's breathing became somewhat rapid, and she muttered to herself, almost losing her composure.

"This sword is the life-bound weapon of the Asura God!"

"Who is the Asura God? He is the enforcer who holds the authority over the punishments of the God Realm, one of the Five Great Supreme God Kings alongside Goodness, Evil, Destruction, and Life!

He is one of the few individuals standing at the very pinnacle of the entire God Realm's pyramid!"

"His weapon only ranked third?"

Her voice grew higher, and her emotions became increasingly agitated.

"And there is more! The ranking stated it clearly: this sword once slew the Dragon God!

It has bathed in the blood of the Dragon God!"

"What kind of existence was the Dragon God? That was the ancestor of all beasts who once unified the entire God Realm and suppressed all the God Kings so that they couldn't even lift their heads!"

"A weapon capable of slaying such an existence—how terrifying!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, the full curves of her chest heaving violently.

She tried her best to calm the turbulent emotions surging within her, but the words she spoke still carried an uncontrollable tremor.

"A peerless, baleful object that combines the attributes of a God King's armament, a God-slaying blade, and a Dragon-killing weapon, yet on the Exotic Treasures Ranking, it can only settle for third place..."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over every Titled Douluo present, all of whom wore expressions of shock, and asked, word for word:

"Then, what exactly are the exotic treasures ranked ahead of it?"

The entire city wall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was left trembling in spirit and scalp-numbed by Bibi Dong's question.

If even the Asura God Sword could only rank third.

Then what kind of world-shaking, shocking object would the second place be?

Especially the first place, hanging high at the top of the list, still unrevealed—how magnificent and dazzling would it be?

And in whose hands would it reside?

At the mere thought that there existed in this world exotic treasures even more powerful than the Asura God Sword, everyone present felt a wave of palpitations.

The unknown is what is truly terrifying.

Right in the midst of this oppressive atmosphere, a nameless fire suddenly rose in Bibi Dong's heart. She turned her head abruptly and asked with a hostile tone:

"Where is Qian Renxue? Why hasn't she arrived yet!"

"With a formidable enemy at the gates, where has she run off to?"

An elder hurriedly bowed and replied, "Reporting to Your Excellency the Pope, the Young Mistress... the Young Mistress is currently in the Angel Temple, offering sacrifices to the Angel Holy Sword..."

"Offering sacrifices?!"

Hearing these two words, Bibi Dong's anger could no longer be suppressed.

"Offering sacrifices again!"

"All she knows is how to guard that broken sword of hers every single day! It's completely useless!"

"If she has the time for that, she'd be better off seizing the moment to work hard and improve her strength!"

"What a waste!"

However, this oppressive atmosphere did not spread to another location within the pass.

Inside a secluded corridor of the city wall at Jialing Pass.

Qian Renxue was dressed in form-fitting light golden soft armor, walking side by side with Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The cut of the soft armor was extremely precise, outlining her perfect figure—which did not lose out to her mother's—to the fullest extent.

A pair of straight, slender, jade-like legs were encased in golden armor, moving as she took light, lotus-like steps.

Every step she took traced a breathtaking rhythm and arc, filled with a beauty that intertwined strength and sanctity.

Her stunningly beautiful face, however, currently bore a trace of lingering gravity.

Her long golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She tilted her head slightly, her beautiful golden eyes reflecting the phantom of that massive blood-colored sword in the sky.

Deep within her pupils lay a shock that was difficult to conceal.

Could it actually... be the Asura Sword?

Qian Renxue's voice was cold and clear.

Subconsciously, she gripped the hilt of the Angel Holy Sword at her waist. That divine artifact, which she had once been so proud of, seemed somewhat dim under the reflection of the blood-colored light from the sky.