Qian Renxue's Shock: She Was Secretly Becoming a God?

However, this time, Bibi Dong did not cough up blood again.

She merely let out a cold sneer in her heart.

Old feelings?

From this day onward, that man did not even count as a corpse in her heart.

He was merely a pinch of ashes she had scattered with her own hands.

Her thoughts slowly appeared in the Chat Group, carrying the resolve to sever the past and the madness of rebirth.

Every word seemed forged from blood and ice.

[Bibi Dong: Because I am Bibi Dong.]

[Bibi Dong: If that piece of trash really does as you said in that future—eats an Immortal Herb and breaks through level thirty.]

[Bibi Dong: If he really dares to set foot on Pope's Mountain of my Spirit Hall again.]

[Bibi Dong: If he really dares to say that idiotic line about "destroying Spirit Hall" in front of me...]

Her thoughts paused there.

An intense, inescapable killing intent swept through the entire Chat Group along the spiritual connection.

Every young girl lurking in the chat felt as though she had fallen into an ice cellar, her entire body stiffening.

Even Li Yifei in the wooden cabin in the valley raised an eyebrow slightly.

He could sense that, on the other side of the screen, a soul that had been thoroughly enraged was making its most vicious oath.

At last, the latter half of Bibi Dong's words, like a final judgment, appeared.

[Bibi Dong: Then I will crush his throat with my own hands, tear out his heart, grind every single one of his bones into powder, and scatter it across the steps of Pope's Mountain.]

[Bibi Dong: I will make him... an insignificant speck of dust beneath the ten-thousand-year foundation of my Spirit Hall.]

[Bibi Dong: That's what I said.]

That oath, like a final judgment, echoed through the Chat Group, every word reeking of blood.

Every young girl in the group felt a tremor rising from the depths of her soul.

It was as if they saw an Empress returned from hell, declaring in the coldest manner the complete burial of her past and her bloody control over the future.

Liu Erlong's mockery caught in her throat completely.

She suddenly realized that her foolishness and Bibi Dong's might have begun at the same point, but their endings were utterly different.

She was still suffering because her past love had become a joke, while Bibi Dong had already forged that pain into a blade for killing.

Just as the deathly silence frozen by killing intent filled the chat, Li Yifei's leisurely thoughts surfaced again at the most inappropriate moment.

[Li Yifei: I can feel your resolve, but... are you sure?]

[Li Yifei: Things may not be as easy as you think.]

The two sentences were light and casual, as though he were making a harmless joke.

Yet they instantly scattered the terrifying aura Bibi Dong had just gathered, one mighty enough to make gods and demons retreat.

It was as if a fighter who had gathered all his strength to throw a fatal blow had been lightly poked in his most vulnerable weak spot.

A crack appeared in the icy world Bibi Dong had just rebuilt.

[Li Yifei: Your Rakshasa Demonic Thought will not tolerate you doing that.]

[Li Yifei: He is a part of the plan.]

Boom!!!

Within Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong abruptly rose from the Pope's Throne.

For the first time, pure, undisguised shock appeared in her unfathomable black Phoenix Eyes.

Rakshasa Demonic Thought.

Those four words were the deepest, darkest, most unspeakable secret in her heart.

After accepting the Rakshasa God's inheritance, it had remained with her like a shadow, constantly eroding her reason and amplifying the evil thoughts in her heart.

It was the source of her power, and also the Sword of Damocles hanging above her head!

Aside from that old bastard Qian Daoliu, who had vaguely sensed that something was amiss through the Angel God's power, there could not possibly be a second person on the entire Douluo Continent who knew about this!

How did he know?

How could he possibly know!

For the first time, Bibi Dong's breathing became hurried.

Her powerful spiritual force even stirred up an invisible storm within Pope's Palace due to her violent emotional fluctuations, making the curtains around her flap wildly.

She stared fixedly at the screen, her thoughts striking the virtual chat box at an unprecedented speed.

[Bibi Dong: You... know about the Rakshasa Demonic Thought?]

Her voice no longer carried its previous coldness and resolve.

Instead, it held a trace of uncontrollable trembling that even she herself had not noticed.

Li Yifei's answer remained as calm as ever, as though he were stating a matter of "common sense."

[Li Yifei: Mm, isn't it just the Rakshasa God Trial and the Rakshasa Demonic Thought?]

[Li Yifei: I told you, I know a fair bit about your Douluo Continent.]

Rakshasa God Trial!

God!

If "Rakshasa Demonic Thought" had merely been a precise strike against Bibi Dong herself, then the four words "Rakshasa God Trial" were an indiscriminate bombardment of everyone in the Chat Group.

Especially those within Spirit Hall.

[Little Fox Demon: A god trial?!]

Hu Liena's thoughts were filled with shock and confusion.

[Little Fox Demon: Teacher... you... you're undergoing a god's trial?]

She suddenly recalled many things.

She recalled the periods when her teacher would enter seclusion for months or even a year at a time.

She recalled the terrifying aura around her teacher that was sometimes holy and sometimes evil.

So that was not cultivation, but... accepting a god's inheritance?

[World's Number One Princess: Oh my god! Spirit Hall not only has the Angel God's inheritance, but the Pope herself is also accepting the inheritance of another god?]

Ning Rongrong felt that her understanding of the world was being ground into the dirt again and again.

One force possessing the inheritances of two gods at once?

How was anyone else supposed to compete?

[A Little Goose: Two gods... no wonder Spirit Hall can suppress the entire continent until it can barely breathe.]

Dugu Yan sucked in a breath of cold air.

[???:...]

For the first time, the mysterious "???" avatar in the Chat Group showed an extremely subtle fluctuation.

Far away in the Crown Prince's East Palace in Heaven Dou City, Qian Renxue abruptly rose to her feet.

Her golden eyes were filled with disbelief.

Bibi Dong was undergoing the Rakshasa God Trial?

How did she not know?

Grandfather had never mentioned it to her either!

Rakshasa God... wasn't that a First-rank Deity on the same level as the Angel God, governing Evil and Desire?

What gave Bibi Dong the right?!

A surge of jealousy, anger, and intense unease instantly seized her heart.

Bibi Dong paid no attention to the uproar in the group.

All her focus was locked firmly onto Li Yifei.

This man's mystery and omniscience had already surpassed the bounds of her understanding.

She forced herself to calm down, ignoring the trivial details and grasping the most crucial question.

[Bibi Dong: What did you mean just now?]

[Bibi Dong: What do you mean, he is a part of the plan?]

This question made the atmosphere in the group tense once more.