"You said there's something wrong with Bibi Dong—what is it?"
Qian Xunji frowned, his voice edged with confusion. "Bibi Dong grew up right under our noses. What could be wrong with her?"
Qian Daoliu glanced at his son. "Before, I wouldn't have noticed it either."
He stood with his hands behind his back, watching Bibi Dong leave the hall. "But Douluo Planet has begun its ascension. The limits of this world have risen, and I've reached the ranks of level-one-hundred experts. My strength has grown enormously."
"Only then did I detect something amiss in Bibi Dong."
Qian Xunji fell silent. His face darkened as a terrible thought struck him.
"Father, has a Deity... done something to Dong'er?"
He sprang to his feet, fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Spirit Hall had been filled with powerful experts, with his father, a Limit Douluo, watching over it. For someone to evade every one of them and secretly act against Bibi Dong—
No such being existed anywhere on Douluo Planet!
Which meant it could only have been a god!
(Zhang Qingxuan: [???])
Qian Daoliu nodded slowly, his expression grave. "Yes. But now that Douluo Planet has grown stronger, the Deity's ability to interfere has weakened considerably."
"I also happened to break through. My strength underwent a qualitative change, and my spiritual perception sharpened dramatically. That was how I discovered something wrong with Bibi Dong's soul."
Qian Xunji's face went completely dark. Through clenched teeth, he said, "So a god is plotting against Spirit Hall!"
Qian Daoliu did not answer.
His thoughts had already gone further than Qian Xunji's.
In that instant of perception, he had recognized the source of the power—
Rakshasa Divine Power.
The Rakshasa God!
As the Great Worship of the Angel Clan, he knew who that was.
The Rakshasa God