Instant Kill

Bibi Dong had not yet released her martial soul, nor had she made any move to dodge.

She wasn't dodging?

Facing the full-force combined strike of three Spirit Douluo while carrying an Infant, she actually wasn't dodging?

Chrysanthemum Douluo was puzzled, but he soon received his answer.

Bibi Dong moved.

She pulled Luo Dong tighter against her chest, her left hand gently covering his back to shield him securely within her embrace.

At the same time, the Soul Power Liquid in her Dantian surged forth like a volcanic eruption.

She raised her right hand, fingers splayed in the air.

Her third spirit ring erupted from beneath her feet.

Facing three heinous Spirit Douluo, she had no intention of giving them any chance to fight back.

Third Soul Skill—Death Spider Web Binding.

A dark golden spider web exploded from her palm.

The silk was as thin as a strand of hair, yet every thread was saturated with terrifying Death Spider Poison.

The web expanded rapidly in the air, ballooning against the wind until it instantly transformed into a giant net that blotted out the sky.

Every thread on the web emitted a low, humming vibration—a resonance that only occurs when Soul Power density reaches its absolute peak.

The spider web collided with the hundred spectral soul images.

The moment those soul images touched the silk, they let out shrill, mournful wails before dissolving into nothingness within the lethal poison, leaving not even a trace behind.

The spider web continued its momentum, shrouding Blood Butcher from above.

Blood Butcher let out a violent roar, his three bone claws striking the web with all his might.

With a crisp ding, the bone claws remained unmoved, and the spider web remained unmoved, but fine cracks had already spread across Blood Butcher's bone claws.

The next instant, the spider web tightened, wrapping him up like a zongzi.

The Death Spider Poison seeped into his body through his skin; his crimson scales were fragile and pathetic against the potent toxin, beginning to peel away layer by layer.

Bibi Dong did not even glance at Blood Butcher.

With a flick of her right hand, the spider web dragged Blood Butcher's body and flung it to the side.

Simultaneously, she lifted her left hand slightly, her index finger pointing into the void.

A dark golden beam of light, condensed from spiritual power, tore through the air and collided with Zhan Li's Curse of Fear.

The beam pierced through the curse's ray like a red-hot iron needle through butter, meeting no resistance.

The ray shattered into a sky full of fragments, and the beam, its momentum undiminished, shot straight into the center of Zhan Li's brow.

Zhan Li felt a sudden chill on his forehead as the Eye of Fear between his brows contracted violently.

Subconsciously, he raised a hand to touch his forehead, his fingertips brushing against a thin line of blood.

The Eye of Fear was closing; the fissure was sealing shut, eventually disappearing entirely—or rather, it had been utterly destroyed by that beam of light.

His most prized martial soul had been crippled before he could even unleash a single complete spiritual shock against Bibi Dong.

"Im... impossible..." Zhan Li's body swayed unsteadily.

He could feel the power of the curse, which he had spent decades accumulating through the Eye of Fear, leaking out of his body frantically, like a punctured air bag.

Lian Hun reacted the fastest.

Seeing Blood Butcher wrapped up like a zongzi and Zhan Li's Eye of Fear pierced through by a single finger, he turned and fled without the slightest hesitation.

His martial soul was the Hundred Bone Soul-Calling Banner, which relied on soul fragments as a medium for attacks; his true form was not suited for close-quarters combat.

Now that Blood Butcher and Zhan Li were both finished, he alone wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

Another bone ring on his back lit up, and a spectral soul image wrapped around his body, carrying him as he transformed into a gray shadow and fled toward the edge of the mountain hollow.

Bibi Dong raised her right hand, her five fingers closing in a remote grip toward the fleeing gray shadow.

The Soul Power in the air instantly condensed into a massive spider claw, which streaked across the sky at a speed invisible to the naked eye, caught up to the gray shadow, and—clenched.

The gray shadow was crushed, and countless soul fragments were ground into dust under the grip of the spider claw.

Lian Hun's body plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the pile of rubble at the edge of the mountain hollow, his bone rings shattering across the ground.

From the moment he turned to flee until his escape light was crushed by the spider claw, the entire process took no more than a single breath.

Bibi Dong withdrew her hand and looked down at Luo Dong in her arms.

The little one was looking up at her.

Those eyes, like Black Grapes beneath his Tiger-Head Hat, were bright and sparkling, his face clearly saying, "Mother is so amazing."

He was completely unharmed, not even a single strand of hair ruffled.

Throughout the entire battle, she had kept him protected with her left hand, shielding him from every shockwave on the battlefield.

Bibi Dong reached out and gently patted his back, pulling him closer into her embrace as a faint smile touched the corners of her lips.

A deathly silence hung over the mountain hollow.

The pot of meat soup over the campfire continued to bubble, its pungent, gamey scent permeating the air.

The ground was a scene of utter devastation.

Blood Butcher was wrapped in a golden spider cocoon, with only his twisted face exposed, emitting muffled groans.

Zhan Li knelt beside the campfire, blood still seeping from the gash on his forehead; his Eye of Fear was completely ruined, and he looked as though his soul had been ripped away.

Lian Hun lay sprawled across a pile of rubble, his body still twitching, though his soul power fluctuations had weakened to the point of extinction.

From the moment Bibi Dong unleashed her Soul Skill.

To the moment all three Spirit Sages lost their combat capability, not even three breaths had passed.

Above the ridge, behind a pile of jagged rocks.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan pressed his back against the cold stone, holding his breath.

His face was deathly pale, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead.

What had he just witnessed?

Three Spirit Sages had been dealt with by Bibi Dong as casually as crushing ants.

She had used only her right hand throughout the entire process.

Just what was her true strength?

It was also at this moment that Bibi Dong completed her mission.

A pillar of dark golden light enveloped her.

The clouds in the sky were split in two by the beam, while golden lightning rolled and roared within the heavens.

A power so vast it defied description surged from the spirit ring, pouring into every fiber of her being.

The perfectly matched spirit ring allowed her to shatter the threshold of a Titled Douluo in that very instant.

There was no need for arduous absorption; it was completed in a flash, propelling her strength to a brand-new level.

A red ring over one hundred thousand years old, shimmering with golden light, swirled beneath her feet.

At the same time, the system panel lit up in her mind.

[Mission Completed: Mother's Responsibility]

[Reward Issued: Spirit Ring Bestowal--Detecting host's current endurance limit, bestowing perfectly compatible spirit ring: 400,000-year Death Spider Emperor spirit ring.]

[Host's Current Level: Level 91. Titled Douluo]

[First Soul Skill: Undying Body--Possesses powerful self-healing abilities; any damage sustained can be instantly recovered as long as a shred of soul power remains, making one immortal and indestructible.]

[Second Soul Skill: Reverse Time--At the cost of consuming a massive amount of soul power, reverse time back to one minute ago.]

Bibi Dong processed the information regarding these two Soul Skills, her heart filled with indescribable shock.

Undying Body meant she was virtually impossible to kill.

And Reverse Time—even if it were only for one minute—was simply beyond the scope of ordinary Soul Skills.

This was the domain of gods; it was terrifyingly powerful.