Instant Kill

Bibi Dong still hadn't released her Martial Soul, nor had she made any move to dodge.

She wasn't going to dodge?

Facing the full-force combined attack of three Soul Douluo while carrying a baby, she actually wasn't going to dodge?

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

Bibi Dong moved.

She drew Luo Dong in a little closer to her chest, then gently laid her left hand over his back, securely protecting him in her arms.

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

She raised her right hand, fingers spread.

Her third Soul Ring suddenly spread out from beneath her feet.

Facing three Soul Douluo who had committed countless evil deeds, she had no intention of giving them any chance to fight back.

Third Soul Skill—Death Spider Web Binding.

A dark golden spiderweb shot out from her palm.

The spider silk was as fine as hair, yet every strand contained terrifying Death Spider Poison.

The web rapidly expanded in midair, billowing larger against the wind until it became a colossal net that blotted out the sky.

Every strand of the web hummed in a low tone. It was a resonance produced only when Soul Power reached an extreme density.

The web collided with a hundred spectral souls.

The instant those spectral figures touched the silk, they let out shrill wails, then vanished into nothingness in the deadly poison, without even leaving scraps behind.

The web continued unabated, dropping straight down over Blood Butcher.

With a fierce shout, Blood Butcher brought all three bone claws down on the web with all his might.

A crisp clang rang out. The bone claws hadn't budged, and neither had the web, but fine cracks already covered Blood Butcher's claws.

The next moment, the web tightened, wrapping his entire body up like a dumpling.

Death Spider Poison seeped through his skin and into his body. His crimson scales were as fragile as paper before the deadly poison, beginning to peel away layer by layer.

Bibi Dong didn't even glance at Blood Butcher.

She turned her right hand over and flung him aside, the web dragging his body along with it.

At the same time, she lifted her left hand slightly and pointed into the air with her index finger.

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

The streak pierced the beam of cursed light like a red-hot needle through butter, meeting no resistance.

The beam burst into a shower of fragments, but the streak continued on, shooting straight into Zhan Li's forehead.

Zhan Li felt a chill on his forehead. The Eye of Fear between his brows contracted sharply.

He instinctively raised a hand to touch his forehead, his fingertips brushing a thin line of blood.

The Eye of Fear was closing. Its fissure drew together, then vanished completely—or rather, the streak of light had destroyed it utterly.

His proudest Martial Soul hadn't even managed to unleash one complete psychic attack against Bibi Dong before she crippled it.

"N-no... impossible..." Zhan Li swayed unsteadily.

He could feel the power of the curse, accumulated over decades through the Eye of Fear, pouring out of his body in a frantic rush, like air escaping a punctured balloon.

Lian Hun reacted the fastest.

Seeing Blood Butcher wrapped up like a dumpling and Zhan Li's Eye of Fear pierced by a single finger, he turned without hesitation and tried to flee.

His Martial Soul was the Hundred Bone Soul-Calling Banner. It used fragments of souls as a medium to attack, but Lian Hun himself wasn't suited to close combat.

Now that Blood Butcher and Zhan Li were both finished, he wasn't even enough to fill the gaps in his teeth.

Another bone ring on his back lit up. A spectral soul wrapped around his body, carrying him off as a gray shadow toward the mouth of the ravine.

Bibi Dong raised her right hand and clenched her five fingers toward the fleeing gray shadow in the distance.

The Soul Power in the air instantly condensed into a gigantic spider claw. It streaked across the sky at a speed invisible to the naked eye, caught up with the gray shadow, and then—closed.

The gray shadow was crushed, and countless soul fragments were ground to dust under the spider claw's grip.

Lian Hun's body dropped from the sky and slammed into the heap of rocks at the ravine's edge. His bone rings shattered and scattered across the ground.

From the moment he turned to flee to the moment the spider claw crushed his escape, the entire process had taken no more than a single breath.

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

The little guy was gazing up at her.

Beneath his Tiger-Head Hat, his grape-like black eyes sparkled, and his face was full of the words, "Mommy is so amazing."

He was completely unharmed. Not even a single hair had been ruffled.

Throughout the entire fight, she'd protected him with her left hand, keeping every shockwave from the battlefield at bay.

Bibi Dong gently patted his back, drew him a little closer, and let a faint smile play across her lips.

The ravine fell deathly silent.

The pot of meat soup over the campfire continued to bubble and boil, its gamey, fishy smell spreading through the ravine.

The ground was a mess.

Blood Butcher was wrapped in a golden spiderweb cocoon, only his twisted face exposed, muffled groans coming from his mouth.

Zhan Li knelt beside the campfire. The thin line of blood on his forehead was still seeping, his Eye of Fear utterly ruined. He looked as though his soul had been ripped out of him.

Lian Hun lay sprawled on the heap of rocks. His body still twitched, but his Soul Power had dwindled to almost nothing.

From the moment Bibi Dong released her Soul Skill,

to the moment all three Soul Douluo lost their ability to fight, no more than three breaths had passed.

Above the mountain ridge, behind the heap of rocks.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan pressed his back against the cold stone and held his breath.

His face was deathly pale, and a fine sheen of cold sweat covered his forehead.

What had he just seen?

Bibi Dong had casually dealt with three Soul Douluo as easily as crushing ants.

Throughout the entire fight, she'd used only her right hand.

Just what level of strength did she have?

At that very moment, Bibi Dong completed the mission.

A pillar of dark golden light enveloped her.

The clouds in the sky split in two beneath the beam, golden lightning rolling and roaring through them.

A boundless, indescribable power surged from the Soul Ring and poured into every limb and bone of Bibi Dong's body.

With a perfectly matched Soul Ring, the threshold of Titled Douluo was utterly shattered in that instant.

There was no need for a difficult absorption. It was completed in an instant, sending her strength soaring to a whole new level.

A red ring, over a hundred thousand years old, revolved beneath her feet, shining with golden light.

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

[Mission Complete: Mother's Responsibility]

[Reward Issued: Soul Ring Grant—The host's current tolerance limit has been detected. Perfectly compatible Soul Ring granted: 400,000-year Death Spider Emperor Soul Ring.]

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

[First Soul Skill: Undying Body—Grants powerful self-healing. Any injury can be instantly healed as long as even a trace of Soul Power remains. The user is immortal and indestructible.]

[Second Soul Skill: Reverse Time—At the cost of a large amount of Soul Power, reverses time to one minute earlier.]

Bibi Dong felt the information about these two Soul Skills, and the shock in her heart was beyond words.

Undying Body meant she was almost impossible to kill.

And Reverse Time—even if it only rewound one minute—was far beyond the scope of an ordinary Soul Skill.

This was the domain of gods. Terrifying beyond belief.