Mirror Slaps Bibi Dong! Do You Regret It?! A Brutal Attack!

Bibi Dong and Jing usually addressed each other as sisters, and the two had an excellent relationship.

She believed that Jing would surely grant any request she made.

Meanwhile, the moment Golden Crocodile Douluo saw Jing appear, his heart sank sharply.

It was over!

If this woman made a move, even the seven of them together would probably be no match for her!

The atmosphere in the great hall instantly reversed.

Everyone's eyes focused on the expressionless woman.

Jing slowly raised her head. Her gemstone-clear eyes calmly swept across the hall before finally settling on Bibi Dong.

Yet her mind was perfectly clear.

This woman actually dared to divorce Brother Qian Yu?

And hurt Brother Qian Yu's heart?

An inexplicable fury rose within Jing.

Brother Qian Yu was such a wonderful person, yet this woman did not know how to cherish him at all!

Since that was the case, she needed to teach this woman a proper lesson and vent Brother Qian Yu's anger for him.

With that thought, Jing parted her thin lips and uttered one word.

"Fine."

Hearing that answer, the delight on Bibi Dong's face deepened.

She felt that her Wings had fully grown!

She had countless trump cards at her command!

There was Jing, as well as Wu Zetian and others, all of whom shared deep friendships with her and served as her strongest support!

Bibi Dong raised the Pope's Scepter high and pointed it at Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others, shouting spiritedly.

"Jing! Teach them a ruthless lesson!"

"Let them know who the true master of Spirit Hall is now!"

At her words, Jing began to walk.

She did not head toward Golden Crocodile Douluo. Instead, she walked straight up to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong was still somewhat puzzled, thinking Jing wanted to say something to her.

Then, the next second.

Slap!!!

A crisp, thunderous slap suddenly rang through the deathly silent great hall!

Jing expressionlessly raised her hand and gave Bibi Dong's exquisitely beautiful face a solid, resounding slap!

Time seemed to freeze at that instant.

The expressions on Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others' faces stiffened.

Hu Liena's mouth fell open in shock.

As for Bibi Dong, who had been slapped, she was completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek, her purple eyes filled with confusion and disbelief as she stared blankly at Jing before her, utterly unable to comprehend what had just happened.

The great hall fell deathly silent.

Time seemed to have been forcibly paused at that moment.

The overwhelming Soul Power that had just surged from the seven Elders of Spirit Hall now froze in place.

The grave determination on their faces, as though they were prepared to fight to the death, turned into complete blankness.

Hu Liena's cry of "Teacher" was still caught in her throat. Her cherry lips were now wide enough to fit an egg.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with absurdity and incomprehension.

Everyone was stunned.

Bibi Dong, at the center of the storm, was even more completely frozen.

She covered her rapidly reddening, swelling left cheek. The burning pain was so real that it reminded her everything that had just happened was no illusion.

Yet her mind was utterly incapable of processing the information before her.

She had been slapped.

She had actually been slapped.

By Jing, no less—the Jing she had considered her right-hand woman, the Jing who was as close to her as a sister.

In front of all the Elders and her personal disciple, she had been brutally slapped across the face.

Why?

Why exactly?

Bibi Dong's mind went blank. Her purple pupils contracted sharply as she stared at that exquisite, expressionless face before her and instinctively spoke.

"Jing, have you gone mad?"

Her voice trembled slightly, not from fear, but from utter confusion.

"Why... did you attack me?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others looked at one another, their hearts roiling with towering waves.

What was going on?

The Pope's reinforcements had instead given the Pope a resounding slap?

This dramatic twist left even these old men, who had lived for more than a century, unable to react.

Jing did not answer.

There was not the slightest ripple in her clear eyes, as though the person who had just done something so shocking had not been her at all.

She merely looked calmly at Bibi Dong, then slowly raised her right hand again.

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank. Before she could make any response—

Slap!!!

Another crisp slap rang out!

Bibi Dong's head was violently struck to the other side by the immense force. A lock of purple hair slipped down beside her ear, leaving her looking somewhat disheveled.

Her right cheek swelled symmetrically as well.

This slap was heavier and louder than the last!

It seemed as if all the air had been sucked out of the great hall.

If the first slap had been an accident, a shock, then the second was unmistakable humiliation!

Bibi Dong still could not understand.

Covering both of her burning cheeks, her voice changed from the violent turmoil of her emotions.

"Jing! You hit the wrong person!"

"I'm Bibi Dong! Your good sister! I told you to hit them! Those old, undead Elders!"

She pointed at Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others, trying to awaken Jing's "reason."

However, the response she received was a third raised arm.

And the third slap that echoed through the great hall.

Slap!!!

This time, a trace of blood even seeped from the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth.

The pain in her face was no longer as great as the humiliation and rage in her heart.

The fury of being betrayed by the person she trusted most, the insane wrath of having her dignity as the Pope and a peak Douluo trampled in public, erupted within her like a volcano!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Bibi Dong let out a shrill scream, no trace of a Pope's elegance or nobility remaining as she looked utterly deranged.

"You actually dared to slap my face!"

"I'll kill you!!!"

Boom!!!

Terrifying Soul Power erupted from her body without restraint!

One purple and one green—two evil, powerful Martial Soul phantoms, the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, appeared behind her at the same time!

A blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring suddenly lit up, dyeing the entire great hall in an ominous crimson glow!

"Eighth Spirit Ability, Spider Emperor Clone!"

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Bibi Dong instantly activated her strongest state, and two enormous, grotesque spider avatars appeared.

Sixteen blade-sharp spider legs churned through the air with piercing shrieks as they slashed toward Jing, who stood right before her!

She wanted to tear this woman who dared humiliate her into pieces!

Yet in the face of this terrifying attack, powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color, Jing's expression remained unchanged.

She did not even release her Martial Soul.

Her figure merely swayed slightly, and she slipped like a ghost through the deathly net woven by the sixteen spider legs, emerging completely unscathed.

The next instant, she appeared atop the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's true body.