Spirit City, the ruins of the Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
She slowly raised her hands and stared at her palms.
Then she flexed her fingers and tried to channel her soul power.
Nothing.
Empty. Refusing to believe it, she tried again. Still empty.
She abruptly sent her perception into her body, and her face turned deathly pale.
Her soul rings were gone.
The places where the eighteen soul rings had resided within her were utterly empty.
The Death Spider Emperor's nine soul rings and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's nine soul rings had all vanished.
Her soul bones were gone too.
All the soul bones she had absorbed-the Soft Bone Rabbit left leg bone, the Death Spider Emperor arm bones, and her external soul bone-had vanished.
Her body had been wiped clean. Nothing remained.
Only her two martial souls were still there.
She could sense the martial soul origins of the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor deep within her, dormant and dim, like two extinguished seeds.
They were still there, but they were nothing now. Without soul rings or soul power, they were merely two empty husks.
"My martial souls are still here..." Bibi Dong murmured. "But my soul rings, soul bones, and soul power are all gone. I have to start everything over."
Suddenly, she let out a laugh.
It was low and hoarse, as though squeezed from the depths of her throat.
Chrysanthemum Douluo stood behind her, examining his own body as well.
His Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum martial soul remained, but his soul power and soul rings were gone.
He had fallen from a Titled Douluo to an ordinary man with nothing but a martial soul.
Ghost Douluo was in the same situation. His ghost martial