Striking Against Bibi Dong

Jiang Li watched her reaction, the corners of his mouth curling slightly as a gentle smile appeared on his typically indifferent face.

"What, is it unbelievable? In truth, I have no need to deceive you."

"I am your father."

"And you are the strongest second-generation soul beast in the Star Dou Forest."

He did not say this with the slightest bit of exaggeration.

As the true forbidden sovereign of the Star Dou Forest, what kind of power did he possess?

If nothing else, one need only look at how he mobilized ten thousand beasts with a single decree today, tearing through space to deliver his will precisely to the core territory of Martial Soul Hall; this method alone already surpassed the scope of what ordinary soul masters could comprehend.

Even counting Di Tian, Bear Lord, and the others who were currently consuming the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, along with the Evil Emperor and the Snow Empress, who among them was his match?

Even the Abyss, which claimed to be immortal and indestructible, had to drink the cup of bitterness before him; for a full hundred thousand years, it had been beaten into total submission.

Xiao Wu was Jiang Li's daughter.

Therefore, Xiao Wu was the Imperial Princess of the Star Dou Forest.

Never mind Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, even those old monsters who boasted hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation had to lower their heads obediently upon seeing Xiao Wu!

"My... father?"

Xiao Wu stood frozen in place, tears swirling in her beautiful eyes, accumulating until they could no longer bear their own weight, rolling down in large, heavy drops.

From the moment she had memories, she had lived in the Star Dou Forest with her mother. Her mother was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a Soft Bone Rabbit, and their days had been simple and happy.

She had asked her mother countless times who her father was, but her mother would always smile and shake her head, saying nothing.

She thought she had no father.

She thought her father had long since died.

She thought there were only two paths for her future:

Either cultivate in the Star Dou Forest for hundreds of thousands of years and grow old in solitude.

Or take a desperate gamble to transform into a human, using the most dangerous method to challenge the limits of soul beasts.

She chose the latter, because there were too many things in this world that left her unreconciled.

Her mother had died at the hands of the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, and she had to avenge her!

Transforming into a human was the fastest way to increase her strength, even if the end of that road might be death.

No one protected her.

No one stood in front of her.

She was like a lonely little rabbit, facing this cruel world of the jungle alone.

But it turned out that was not the case.

It turned out her father was still there.

It turned out her father was that forbidden existence who made the entire Star Dou Forest tremble.

It turned out her father only had to glance at her to know what she was thinking, and that her father could flatten Martial Soul City with a single word.

It turned out she had never been alone!

Xiao Wu's psychological defenses collapsed instantly, and she threw herself into Jiang Li's arms, sobbing heart-wrenchingly, like a child who had drifted alone in the wind and rain for a long, long time and had finally found a harbor to rest in.

She cried until she could not speak, only intermittent whimpers spilling from her throat, like an injured young rabbit finally shedding all her defenses in her father's embrace.

"What is this?" Jiang Li frowned.

Shouldn't a father and daughter reuniting be a happy occasion? Why was Xiao Wu in such pain?

Jiang Li keenly sensed that something was wrong. He reached out one hand to gently pat Xiao Wu's back, while his other hand silently produced a piece of turtle shell.

The turtle shell was ancient and mottled, its surface covered in dense, intricate patterns.

It was also obtained through a sign-in, known as the Heaven-Peering Turtle Shell.

Jiang Li's fingers traced lightly over the shell, and those patterns lit up on their own, like rivers flowing with golden light.

The turtle shell projected an image.

In the image was a figure he recognized all too well, in the form of a Soft Bone Rabbit, running through a dense forest.

The figure was running fast, giving her all, her soul power burning to its limit.

But a hand reached out from behind, five fingers like iron hooks, locking tightly onto her neck...

The image on the turtle shell froze.

Jiang Li looked at the scene, the warmth in his eyes vanishing bit by bit.

Xiao Rou was actually dead?

And she had been killed by someone!

For these past hundred thousand years, he had buried himself in cultivation, knowing only that Xiao Rou had taken their daughter away from the forest core to live on the outskirts, but he had never known she had died at the hands of a human soul master.

Even if he could resurrect Xiao Rou, this matter was still unforgivable!

"Very well... very well!"

Jiang Li extended his hand, and a flying knife appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The blade was pitch black, thin as a cicada's wing, and devoid of even a glimmer of light.

It lay quietly in Jiang Li's palm, looking even more unremarkable than an ordinary dagger.

Yet, the moment this flying knife appeared, both Er Ming and the Golden Light Eagle recoiled significantly.

The pressure radiating from this blade was overwhelming!

Under its sharp aura, one felt as if their eyes would bleed just from a single glance!

Jiang Li looked toward the direction of Martial Soul City and flicked the flying knife lightly.

Whoosh.

The blade sank into the void and vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile.

In Martial Soul City, before the ruins of the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong stood upon the high platform, issuing orders to the high-ranking officials of Martial Soul Hall.

"Hear the Pope's decree!" Her voice echoed over the ruins of the great hall. "Tang San and Tang Hao, father and son, are hereby listed as S-rank wanted criminals of Martial Soul Hall. All members of Martial Soul Hall are to kill them on sight!"

"As for the Star Dou Forest, the Titan Giant Ape and that Soft Bone Charm Rabbit, they are likewise..."

She intended to say they were likewise to be killed, but she was forced to stop mid-sentence.

Because she heard a shrill whistle!

It was a scream of extreme sharpness that pierced through layers of space, carving a pitch-black spatial rift across the firmament.

Bibi Dong released her Avatar of Martial Soul almost instinctively, her soul power surging to its peak in half a breath.

Nine soul rings lit up simultaneously, and golden light condensed into five full layers of defensive barriers before her.

Yet, the whistling sound did not pause for even an instant.

The five layers of defensive barriers were pierced through in an instant.

Four layers.

Three layers.

Two layers.

The final layer.

All five barriers were punctured at the same moment, the shattered golden soul power exploding into a brilliant rain of light in the air.

Then came a dull thud.

Thwack!

The flying knife pinned itself into the center of Bibi Dong's forehead.

The Pope's body was carried backward by the terrifying impact, her feet lifting off the ground.

She flew over the high platform, over the shattered stone steps, and was slammed heavily against the wall.

Crack.

Countless dense fissures exploded across the wall, centered on Bibi Dong's back.

Debris fell in a rustle, and dust filled the air.

The flying knife did not fully penetrate her skull.

The tip had pierced her forehead, but after sinking in less than half an inch, it was blocked by a faint, dark purple glow emanating from her brow.

But that terrifying impact had truly sent her body flying, pinning her against the ruined wall like a broken doll!