The Rakshasa God questioned, "Asura, the heir you chose even wants to kill his own birth mother. Are you sure he won't bring disaster to the God Realm after becoming a god?"
The Asura God frowned and said coldly, "Rakshasa, you still have the nerve to talk? What kind of trash is the heir you chose? A hopeless love-struck fool who wants to destroy the entire continent and the place that raised her for years over a piece of garbage. She even wants to kill her two children. A beast like that obtaining a godhood would be the greatest disaster for the God Realm. She might as well die."
"I've watched Qian Renhan for three years. I know exactly what kind of person he is. If you want to save Bibi Dong, then make your move. I'll sit here and watch." The Asura God spun the handcuffs around his finger, crossed one leg over the other as he sat in his chair, and quietly watched the Rakshasa God.
Rakshasa God: *****.
Douluo Continent. Bibi Dong looked at the sword inches away from her and screamed in despair, "Rakshasa God, why won't you save me? Why won't you save me?!"
"Die!" Qian Renhan brought his sword down.
At the critical moment, a golden holy sword blocked in front of Bibi Dong's neck, stopping the Dark Demon Sword from advancing. Qian Daoliu, six wings spread behind him and nine Spirit Rings—eight black and one red—circling beneath his feet, wielded the Liangtian Sword to prevent Qian Renhan from killing Bibi Dong.
"Old Man, are you stopping me?" Qian Renhan asked coldly. Blood-red Sword Qi surged in his left hand. He had long considered how to deal with Bibi Dong. Even though she was an ungrateful traitor through and through, he would not care