"You—why are you doing this? I let go of our grudges from ten thousand years ago. Why are you still so obsessed? Besides, Tang San is Xiao Gang's disciple. How could I possibly let you do this?"
Bibi Dong was baffled. "Not long ago, the Angel Godhead suddenly received a surge of Power of Faith. That was your doing too, wasn't it?
"Did you visitors from another universe come here just to hunt down Tang San in different universes?"
"Well, who knew I'd be so imaginative back when my humanity outweighed my divinity? Unfortunately, you've got it wrong.
"The little guy doesn't want Tang San alive, so I'm helping him. But talking to you is a waste of breath. If you won't give it to me, I'll take it myself."
The Rakshasa God vanished. As she swung the Demon Scythe, countless purple blades streaked toward Bibi Dong.
"Guyi, end this quickly. Don't let Yuhao notice anything unusual."
Angel Guyi knew what the Rakshasa God meant. From the moment she had deliberately left Yuhao outside Jialing Pass, she had never intended to negotiate. She had come to seize this universe's Rakshasa Godhead.
But that was not Angel Guyi's concern. As the Rakshasa God had said, Yuhao did not want Tang San alive. She would do everything she could to clear the way for him.
And Bibi Dong was clearly different from the Rakshasa God. Still driven by her human attachments, she would never willingly surrender the Rakshasa Godhead.
There was no reason to hold back.
"Angel's Judgment!"
The Six-Winged Angel's solemn voice rang out. The radiant Angel Holy Sword descended from the sky, wreathed in dazzling Sun True Fire.
Still struggling against the Rakshasa God's attacks, Bibi Dong saw that familiar sight. In an instant, her thoughts seemed to return to