Tang Hao Bleeds! Shangguan Wan'er's Terrifying Combat Power! Bibi Dong Regrets?!

Immediately afterward, the endless ink transformed into countless blades, pouring down upon Tang Hao like a raging storm.

Every streak of ink contained terrifying sharpness capable of tearing apart space.

"Not good!"

"!!!"

Alarm bells rang wildly in Tang Hao's heart.

He sensed the threat of death.

Even when he had faced Qian Xunji and Spirit Hall's siege all those years ago, he had never felt such an intense threat.

He desperately tried to swing the Clear Sky Hammer to block it.

But those ink streaks were too fast.

So fast that they surpassed the perception of time itself.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

It was the sound of blades piercing flesh.

Tang Hao's prized Clear Sky Body Protection was as fragile as a sheet of paper before those ink streaks.

It shattered instantly.

Countless ink streaks pierced through his body, sending sprays of blood mist into the air.

"Ah—!"

Tang Hao let out a shrill scream.

His burly body fell heavily from the sky like a kite with its string cut.

Boom!

The ground was smashed into a massive crater.

As the dust settled.

Tang Hao lay at the bottom of the crater, soaked in blood. The glow of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand had dimmed, and it nearly slipped from his grasp.

He coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Just one move.

The Clear Sky Douluo, once renowned across the land, had been grievously wounded and was on the verge of death.

The entire scene fell deathly silent.

Whether they were Heaven Dou Empire Chariot Soldiers or disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, they now resembled ducks being strangled, unable to make a single sound.

Too powerful.

This was not even a battle on the same level.

Meanwhile.

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Within the luxurious bedchamber, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

Bibi Dong reclined sideways upon the throne that symbolized supreme authority, yet she looked somewhat disheveled at this moment.

Several tears had appeared in her once noble and elegant Pope Robe, exposing glimpses of the skin beneath.

A trace of blood still lingered at the corner of her lips, and her face was pale as paper.

Yet even so, that sickly frailty only added several degrees of breathtaking allure to her.

Her long, fair legs were crossed together, faintly visible beneath the torn hem of her dress and radiating a deadly temptation.

However, this Pope's mood was clearly atrocious right now.

"Damn it!"

Bibi Dong slammed the armrest hard, aggravating the injuries within her and making her furrow her brows.

"Just what is that Cai Wenji's background?"

She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with fury and confusion.

Not long ago, she had tried to test Cai Wenji, who ranked tenth, intending to subdue her.

Instead, that seemingly harmless little girl had taught her a brutal lesson with her bizarre Zither Sound.

That sonic attack not only ignored defenses, but also struck directly at the soul.

Had it not been for the protection of Rakshasa Divine Power, she might have died there today.

"Not just Cai Wenji."

The resentment in Bibi Dong's eyes deepened.

"And that Gongsun Li!"

"Every one of them has a Super God-level Spirit, every one of them is an unmatched powerhouse."

"Why?"

"Why are they all willing to serve that Wasted Qian Yu as personal maids?"

At the mention of the name "Qian Yu," Bibi Dong's emotions visibly became agitated.

He was her ex-husband.

In her eyes, he was a Wasted man with no ambition, who spent every day loafing around.

Back then, in pursuit of greater power and to be with Yu Xiaogang, she had chosen to divorce Qian Yu without hesitation.

But now.

Just look at the women around Qian Yu.

Which one was not devastatingly beautiful?

Which one did not possess heaven-defying strength?

Cai Wenji and Gongsun Li—either one of them alone could crush all the so-called geniuses of the Spirit Master World.

"What a waste of beautiful flowers on a pile of manure!"

Bibi Dong cursed bitterly.

"What use is that Qian Yu besides being a little handsome?"

"Are these women blind?"

Just as Bibi Dong vented the rage in her heart.

The doors to the hall were pushed open.

Hu Liena hurried inside.

When she saw her injured teacher, a flicker of heartache crossed her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anxiety.

"Teacher, something happened."

Hu Liena quickly walked to the foot of the steps and spoke respectfully.

"The Great Tang Empire has sent troops against Shrek's side!"

"And their offensive is incredibly fierce. It is said that the allied forces of Shrek Academy and the Heaven Dou Empire have been retreating steadily."

At this news, Bibi Dong's gaze narrowed slightly.

"Hmph, the Great Tang Empire."

She snorted coldly.

"They do have some ability."

Hu Liena hesitated before continuing.

"Teacher, Shrek's side has sent someone to ask for aid."

"They believe we have a good relationship with the Great Tang Empire and wish for you to mediate."

"But..."

An awkward expression appeared on Hu Liena's face.

"We were turned away at the Great Tang Empire's door."

"The envoys we sent to make contact several times before were thrown out without even getting to see anyone."

"Should we wade into this mess?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment.

The image of that man surfaced in her mind.

Yu Xiaogang—the man who was somewhat dispirited, yet whose eyes always carried a depth of weariness that no one could see through.

"We'll go."

Bibi Dong drew a deep breath, her tone turning resolute.

"Xiao Gang wrote me a letter."

"He begged me in the letter, saying this was a life-or-death moment."

"No matter what, for his sake, I have to go."

At that moment.

The sky outside the hall blazed with light.

The Heavenly Screen Ranking changed once more.

Hu Liena instinctively looked up. Then, her beautiful eyes widened at once, her small lips parting as her face filled with shock.

"Eighth place on the Spirit Ranking, Spring Autumn Spirit Brush?"

"Shangguan Wan'er?"

Hu Liena turned to Bibi Dong, her voice trembling.

"Teacher, look!"

Bibi Dong no longer cared about the pain from her injuries. She abruptly rose to her feet, her gaze fixed firmly upon the Heavenly Screen.

When she saw the four words "Shangguan Wan'er," followed by the words "Great Tang Empire."

Her expression instantly turned extremely unpleasant.

"Shangguan Wan'er?"

"She's actually from the Great Tang Empire too!"

Bibi Dong gripped her scepter tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"That Shangguan Wan'er's brush is actually this powerful?"

"Airborne Invincibility?"

"This is practically cheating!"

She had originally believed that, aside from Si Kongzhen and Gongsun Li, the Great Tang Empire had no other formidable experts to offer.

But now, this suddenly appearing eighth-ranked figure had delivered her a vicious slap in the face.

Bibi Dong sat back down, her brows tightly furrowed.

"Xiao Gang and I must go to Shrek's side."

"But..."

She paused, her tone gaining a trace of gravity.