High in the sky, Hsi Wu warily watched the three figures before him.
"It's you again. Looks like last time didn't teach you enough of a lesson!"
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo gave cold smiles. Things were different now. With the Pope leading them, they were confident they could bring this guy down.
"Hsi Wu, was it? I suggest you surrender while you still can."
"Heh. Do you really think the likes of you can catch me?" Hsi Wu sneered contemptuously.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
He beat his wings and soared into the sky, hoping to use his speed to toy with the three of them again. But this time, they were ready for him.
"Polar Static Domain!" ×2
The two shouted in unison. Golden auras spread out, and their domain, which controlled time and space, pinned Hsi Wu in place.
We knew you'd run. Think you can get away? Yue Guan taunted him.
It was only when Bibi Dong reminded them before they set out that they learned the truth: Hsi Wu wasn't immune to their domain. He was simply suppressed for a very short time.
Bibi Dong had said, "Three breaths. If it lasts longer than that, Hsi Wu will be free again. But that's more than enough time for me to strike."
She had told them this before they departed.
And now, "One!"
Hsi Wu hung frozen in midair and sneered. "Heh. You don't really think—"
BOOM—
Bibi Dong brought her hands together before her chest. Nine Soul Rings rose beneath her feet, and a blood-red aura surged around her as the enormous Death Spider Emperor appeared behind her.
"Ah—"
Piercing screams rang across the sky as countless vengeful spirits swirled around her.
That's terrifying! How powerful! The Pope really is formidable. Yue Guan gaped in shock.
Gui Mei was just as stunned. The Pope's aura of resentment seemed even stronger than his own.
Shock showed on his hidden face.
Hsi Wu stared at Bibi Dong for a moment, then burst out laughing.
A mortal thinks she can slay a demon?
She was stronger than those other two, that much was true. But he was a mighty demon!
"Heh heh heh! How ridiculous! No matter how powerful humans become, they're nothing but ants. I may have only just revived, but I'm still beyond anything you can match!"
"It's only space. Break!"
Hsi Wu struggled and shouted, his small body making space tremble.
"Two!"
Hummm—crack—
Space quivered violently. Fine cracks spread across the heavens and earth, as if space itself were about to shatter.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei were sweating profusely as they controlled their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
"Damn it, he really was holding back last time. He wasn't nearly this brazen."
"Focus, Chrysanthemum!" Gui Mei gritted his teeth and formed a hand seal, sending his Soul Power forward.
Space steadied a little.
If you don't hurry, we won't be able to hold him much longer, Your Holiness! The two men's hands trembled with exhaustion as they struggled to keep Hsi Wu suppressed.
"Blood Drinking Spider Thorn!" A cold voice rang through the sky.
The Death Spider Emperor thrust a rock-hard spider limb forward. In an instant, it pierced Hsi Wu through the chest.
"Pfft—"
Hsi Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood. The sharp spider limb stuck out of his chest, stained red.
"Why did you move so fast?"
"Three!"
Hsi Wu felt his inner strength being corroded. His body grew weaker and weaker, and he passed out on the spot.
"Phew, thank goodness we finally caught him." Yue Guan wiped the sweat from his brow and dismissed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Gui Mei let out a breath of relief too.
As expected of the Pope—her strength was incredible. One move was all it took to render the enemy powerless.
Bibi Dong pulled out the spider limb and waved for the two men to carry the demon back.
She glided through the air toward Spirit Hall, her heart filled with excitement.
By chance, she had just used the power of the Rakshasa God's divine position. She hadn't expected it to work on a demon, but it had knocked him unconscious.
So the gods really are the demons' natural enemies!
The Eight Nightmares, the Immortal Gods—two forces, one righteous and one evil. I already possess the divine position of the Rakshasa God. If only I could also gain the power of a demon.
She couldn't help setting her sights on Hsi Wu, whom they had just captured.
Shendu is so stingy. Even Dai Xieyue, who only just joined him, got a mask, while I've served him all this time and all he does is order me around. He hasn't given me a single thing.
He's truly miserly.
At this rate, I'll soon stop wanting to work for Shendu. I'll make sure he pays me when I get back.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei carried the unconscious Hsi Wu together as they flew toward Spirit Hall.
At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Zhong Su suddenly felt as though he had just lost something.
But he paid it no mind and continued bathing in the sea of lightning.
Beneath the sea of lightning, Yu Yuanzhen stood not far away, eyes closed as he cultivated.
By Zhong Su's command, he had to break through to the next level within a month. Otherwise, such a weak human wouldn't qualify to serve him.
Rumble—
Lightning kept crashing down from the sea, striking Yu Yuanzhen as sparks flew.
Yu Yuanzhen was in agony, yet thrilled. His body was suffering, but his strength really was increasing.
In a secret chamber in Spirit Hall.
After seeing Hsi Wu captured, Shendu couldn't help reflecting that his defeat had truly been an accident. If not for the transmission of divine power and the Polar Static Domain catching him off guard, Bibi Dong would never have managed to hit him.
Hsi Wu was incredibly fast, but he was also fragile. Of the Eight Demons, his defenses were the weakest. Even the Moon Demon, Zhou Lan, who looked tall and thin, was tougher than he was.
Besides, Zhou Lan controlled gravity. Nothing could get close to him, so he had no need to defend his body.
Poor Hsi Wu.
Shendu had only just finished feeling sorry for Hsi Wu when a rustling sound came from the corner of the secret chamber. Hu Liena rubbed her head and woke up.
"Where... am I?" Hu Liena looked around nervously but couldn't recognize the place.
Aside from the table and chairs, the only thing in the chamber was a Dragon Sculpture hanging on the wall.
"Teacher, are you here? Teacher?" she called tentatively.
Suddenly finding herself in an unfamiliar place, Hu Liena was terrified. She pressed herself into a corner, seeking comfort in the walls.
Her teacher didn't answer. And when she had fainted just now, she had vaguely seen her teacher strike her unconscious.
Did my teacher lock me in here?
She nervously looked around again. The sculpture on the wall was the only mysterious thing there. Its blood-red dragon eyes were carved so vividly that it seemed someone was really staring at her.
Suddenly—
"Heh heh heh. Little one, what are you looking at?" The sculpture's eyes flashed, and a hoarse voice spoke.
"Ah!" Hu Liena covered her eyes and screamed.
The sculpture had spoken! She pressed her covered face against the wall, too frightened to even look back.
"Heh heh heh."
Shendu casually made the sound, but in his mind, he was thinking about how to deal with her.
She had seen Hsi Wu leave the Pope Palace, so he absolutely couldn't let her tell anyone. Otherwise, even if she didn't suspect Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu might.
If I want her to keep this secret, what role could I have her play? Shendu pondered.
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