Are You Bibi Dong? That Trash?

Hu Liena slowly rose to her feet, the hem of her dress fluttering gently in the cold wind atop the mountain.

A faint silver glow rippled through the void, as if invisible steps had condensed beneath her feet, steadily carrying her toward the foot of the mountain.

Her posture was as composed as if she were strolling through the clouds, yet it carried a suffocating pressure that made everyone from both factions below instinctively hold their breath.

Just as she stepped down the fifth stair, two powerful auras suddenly surged from the side.

Yan and Xie Yue appeared like guardians out of thin air, flanking Hu Liena on either side.

"Who are you? And who is she?"

Tang San stared fixedly at Hu Liena, his heart pounding wildly.

The woman before him had exactly the same face as Hu Liena.

Yet the indifference and majesty in her eyes were more terrifying than those of any expert he had ever seen.

Not to mention the faint pressure emanating from Xie Yue and Yan—these were absolutely not the Spirit Hall trio he knew!

Hu Liena did not even spare Tang San a glance.

Her gaze, like a cold blade, swept one by one across the Shrek group and the Spirit Hall experts,

before settling precisely upon the region shrouded in shadows.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're Bibi Dong—the trash teacher who couldn't even teach her own disciple properly."

A mocking curve rose at the corner of Hu Liena's lips, her voice carrying clearly across the entire field.

The instant her words fell, purple-black divine power erupted violently from the shadows.

Bibi Dong emerged as if she had walked out of hell itself, surrounded by a frenzied and twisted aura.

"You're not Hu Liena! Who exactly are you?"

Bibi Dong glared at Hu