Yu Xiaogang's legs had been broken... Mm, comminuted fractures.
The piercing screams were abrupt and carried far.
But because the incident had taken place at the foot of the Central Mountain, by the time the sound reached the distant mountainside, it was already almost inaudible.
Yet Bibi Dong, who was reclining half-sitting on the Pope Throne with her eyes closed in rest, seemed to sense something.
Her eyes flew open, and a trace of confusion flashed through her beautiful pale-purple eyes. Faintly, she seemed to hear the agonized wails of some Trash Grandmaster.
An illusion?
Thinking she had misheard, Bibi Dong raised her jade-like hand and gently rubbed her brow. Just as she was about to close her eyes and rest again, another piercing scream suddenly rang out.
This time, she finally heard it clearly.
"What is going on? Isn't that trash in the Archives? Why is he screaming so miserably? He sounds like he's in terrible pain."
Bibi Dong was certain that it was Trash Grandmaster's wail, and her confusion deepened.
After thinking it over, she decided to find out what had happened.
With a thought, her immense Spiritual Power surged out of her body and followed the direction from which the sound had come.
Because of the Rakshasa Inheritance, Bibi Dong's Soul Power had been restricted to the peak of level 98. However, her Spiritual Power was unrestricted and had long since broken through the shackles of the level 98 peak, reaching the level of a level 99 Limit Douluo.
When Bibi Dong's Spiritual Power spread to the edge of the Pope Palace's Palace Front Plaza, she discovered an extremely familiar figure.
That figure was none other than her most beloved disciple, Ye Qifeng.
At that moment, Ye Qifeng stood at the edge of the Pope Palace's Palace