Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong stared blankly at the Light Screen for a long while before finally murmuring,
"So that's how it is... So Tang San's combat strength against opponents of the same rank was actually at this level."
She shook her head slightly, her tone carrying an indescribable meaning.
"I had always thought that since he could defeat all sorts of geniuses, fight above his rank, and take on many opponents alone, with Hidden Weapons and the Mysterious Heaven Skill to support him, he should have been invincible among those of the same rank."
"But I never expected... only after the Light Screen finished its review did I truly understand that Tang San was merely an expert at bullying the weak."
Bibi Dong suddenly chuckled. There was a touch of self-mockery in that laugh, but even more relief.
"Heh... I thought I would die at his hands in the future because I truly was inferior to him."
"Now it seemed that the reason he could kill me in the future was not because of how powerful he himself was, but simply because he inherited some God King's Divine Position."
She raised her head, her gaze sharp.
"If we were both First-Class Gods, what would Tang San use to deal with me?"
The smile on Bibi Dong's face gradually widened. She slowly rose to her feet, and unprecedented confidence seeped into her voice.
"In other words, as long as Tang San cannot inherit that Asura God's Divine Position, I have nothing to fear from him."
She walked to the window, her voice low and resolute.
"In that case... increase the troops. Continue increasing the siege on the City of Slaughter!"
"If Tang San cannot even enter the City of Slaughter, how will he obtain the Asura God's Divine Seat?"
Bibi Dong