The First Expert, Bibi Dong

Meanwhile, in the Endless Mountain Range.

Luo Yang had been very busy these past few days.

Although the Abyss Tide had been repelled last time, the offensive from the other side of the passage had not ceased. On the contrary, the frequency of Abyssal creature appearances was nearly three times higher than before.

The Blood God Legion had been fighting bitterly for days, and many soldiers had sacrificed their lives.

These newly departed souls happened to satisfy Luo Yang's needs.

The first ability of the Calamity Domain, "Undead Summoning," required the accumulation of sufficient "Undead Power" to initiate a summoning.

The heroic spirits of fallen soldiers provided energy far exceeding that of ordinary undead.

At this moment, he had finally gathered enough for his first summoning.

In a secluded secret chamber.

Luo Yang sat cross-legged and took a deep breath.

The Calamity Domain unfolded instantly.

Invisible ripples spread out from him as the center. A grey-white aura permeated the room, causing the temperature inside to plummet; frost even began to condense on the walls.

Immediately after, a familiar scene appeared once more.

The figures of powerhouses who had fallen on the Douluo Continent over the past ten thousand years flashed rapidly through Luo Yang's mind like a revolving lantern. There were war gods clad in golden armor, elemental mages controlling the elements, assassins hidden in the shadows...

Luo Yang's consciousness patrolled and sensed within this "River of Heroic Spirits."

Finally, a strong attraction and resonance came from a certain direction; a beam of light and shadow was captured by an invisible force, magnified, and frozen!

Within that light and shadow, a noble purple-gold radiance seemed to burst forth!

The light was so pure that Luo Yang could almost feel the divine majesty contained within it.

"Did I pull a gold?!"

Luo Yang felt a surge of excitement, almost shouting out loud.

In his past life, he was a "non-chief" who played gacha games and hit the hard pity every single time. Could it be that after transmigrating, his luck had turned around and he had become a "European Emperor"?

He had summoned a high-quality character on his very first try!

"Give me a Limit Douluo... preferably a neutral one..." he prayed silently.

In a few days, he would be heading to the Spirit Pagoda.

That place looked glamorous on the surface, but in the shadows, it had countless ties to the Holy Spirit Cult. The Qiangu Family was no pushover either; he needed a bodyguard strong enough to feel at ease.

It would be best if it were a powerhouse who had no attachments in life and had simple final wishes, like "wanting to see the ocean" or "eating all the delicacies in the world."

Low difficulty, easy to complete.

Just as his thoughts were wandering.

"Hum—"

The space in front of him suddenly twisted.

A pitch-black portal emerged from thin air, its edges flowing with dark purple runes. Had the Calamity Domain not isolated the aura, this disturbance would have been enough to alert the entire base.

The door opened.

A jade foot wrapped in black silk stockings slowly stepped out.

The ankle was slender, the curves were perfect, and the arc of the instep was impossible to look away from. Then came the calf, the knee, the thigh... The violet skirt hem hung down like water, obscuring the scenery deeper within, yet revealing it intermittently as she walked.

Finally, a tall, curvaceous figure, filled with majesty and lethal temptation, stepped out from the portal.

It was a woman whose beauty was aggressively striking.

Her purple hair cascaded like a waterfall, her eyes were like carved purple gemstones, and her features were exquisite to the point of perfection. She stood there, her entire being naturally radiating a majestic aura, like an empress descending upon the world, making one afraid to look directly at her.

Pressure.

It was not the oppressive feeling of soul power being released, but an aura naturally formed from long-standing authority and the power to decide life and death. The air seemed to solidify, and even the light from the Soul Guidance Lamp dimmed by a third.

Luo Yang's expression changed.

This person's eyes, appearance, and aura... he seemed to recognize her.

At this moment, the purple-clad woman's gem-like eyes fell upon Luo Yang, looking down at him from above. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice carried an unquestionable majesty.

"I am the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, the second-generation Rakshasa God—Bibi Dong."

"Mortal, was it you who awakened me?"

It really was her!

Luo Yang thought to himself.

This aura, this self-introduction, this gaze that viewed all living beings as mere grass...

She was truly the insane Pope who led the Martial Soul Hall to its peak and then personally pushed it toward destruction.

But this "I am the greatest in the world" attitude of yours really makes one feel a bit annoyed... especially now that I am the "Summoner," right?

"Kneel down before you speak," Luo Yang said calmly.

Bibi Dong smiled.

It was a smile of extreme coldness and cruelty; the curve of her lips was breathtakingly beautiful, yet her eyes were frozen over for a thousand miles.

"Such courage," she whispered. "The last person who dared to speak to me like that has already had their bones turned to ash."

Before the words had even faded—

"BOOM!"

God-level pressure erupted like a tsunami!

The tables and chairs in the secret chamber instantly turned to powder, the walls cracked, the Soul Guidance Lamp shattered with a "pop," and the entire room plunged into darkness.

That was the killing intent of the Rakshasa God; even a mere trace leaked from a remnant soul was enough to make a Title Douluo's soul tremble.

However, the darkness lasted only for an instant.

A gray-white light bloomed from within Luo Yang.

The Calamity Domain activated spontaneously.

The light was not intense, yet it carried a certain absolute power of "rules."

Bibi Dong's pressure collided with this halo like waves crashing against a reef, shattering and dissipating into nothingness.

"What?!" Bibi Dong's pupils constricted sharply.

The next second, a sharp pain exploded from the depths of her soul!

It was an indescribable agony, as if countless red-hot steel needles were piercing every inch of her consciousness simultaneously, or as if her soul were being torn to pieces while still alive.

Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan, her noble body trembling slightly as she fell to one knee.

"What... did you do?!" She gritted her teeth and looked up, her purple eyes filled with shock and fury.

Luo Yang walked up to her and crouched down.

Their gazes were finally level.

"Rules," Luo Yang said calmly. "One of the rules of the Calamity Domain: whoever I summon, their life and death are under my control. You can understand it as... a contract."

He reached out, his fingertips gently brushing against Bibi Dong's cheek.

The movement was as gentle as caressing precious porcelain, but every muscle in Bibi Dong's body tensed up.

"Now," Luo Yang withdrew his hand, "kneel on both knees, forehead to the ground. This is the first time; I am teaching you the rules."

"Dream on!!!"

Bibi Dong squeezed the words through her teeth, her purple eyes burning with frantic rage.

She was Bibi Dong! The Pope of the Martial Soul Hall! The Rakshasa God!

How could she kneel to a child?!

But her body betrayed her will.

The knee of her other leg slowly bent, touching the cold floor.

Then her waist, pressing down inch by inch.

Finally, her forehead rested against the floor.

Prostrate.

The most humble posture of submission.

Silence.

Only the faint sound of their breathing remained in the secret chamber.

Bibi Dong lay on the ground, her purple hair splayed out in disarray, her body trembling slightly from humiliation and anger.

She could feel that this was not a soul skill, nor was it mental manipulation, but a binding of a more fundamental nature that touched the rules of the world.

"I will... kill you..." Her voice was terrifyingly hoarse.

Luo Yang was not angry.

Instead, he smiled again, this time genuinely amused.

"Do you know?"

Luo Yang stood back up, looking down at the woman on the ground.

"I find you particularly pathetic and ridiculous."