Bibi Dong's eyes widened until they nearly popped out of her head. Her hands, gripping the scepter, trembled violently beyond her control.
Impossible!
This was absolutely impossible!
That man had clearly died at her hands!
She had killed him herself, devouring his soul and body!
He was dead as dead could be. How could he have appeared here, alive and well?
The darkness, humiliation, and despair in that secret chamber... Those painful memories were like venomous snakes, savagely tearing at Bibi Dong's nerves.
She gasped for breath, her face deathly pale.
She wanted desperately to rush over and see whether that really was Qian Xunji, to find out if this was all just a hallucination.
But the energy storm from the collision of two peerless powers ahead was simply too terrifying. In her current state, she didn't dare approach.
More importantly, the instinctive fear of Qian Xunji buried deep in her heart was like invisible chains, pinning her legs firmly in place.
All she could do was stand there rigidly, staring at the dazzling ball of white light and waiting for the final outcome as the smoke cleared.
As Bibi Dong fell into a panic, several powerful auras surged out once more from Spirit City below.
Golden Crocodile Douluo led several other members of the Worship Hall up into the sky, their faces filled with shock. They had sensed the Great Enshrined going all out and instinctively wanted to rush forward and help.
However, just as they approached the edge of the battlefield,
a silver figure flashed into existence, directly blocking the way of every enshrined.
It was Huang Tian.
Her silver hair danced in the gale as her strange silver eyes swept coldly over the Super Douluo before her.
"Stop." Huang Tian's voice was icy, devoid of all emotion.