Sky Demon Hsi Wu

Chapter 4: Sky Demon—Hsi Wu

"Not good!"

Bibi Dong frantically lowered her head and felt over her body, trying to see where she was hurt. But after checking herself over, she found that nothing had happened.

Yet the words that came from behind her soon made her feel as if she'd been plunged into an icy cellar.

"Bibi Dong, Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power, heir to the Rakshasa God, former Spirit Hall Saintess and current Pope. Born forty years ago in Spider Village, Star City, Heaven Dou Empire. In love with Yu Xiaogang. Twenty years ago, Qian Xunji, in this very secret chamber..."

"Enough!"

Bibi Dong clutched her head in agony, turned around, and roared, "What do you want from me?!"

She regretted awakening this thing before her. It had made her relive that painful memory all over again.

"Servant, you are very bold. But I will not hold it against you, for your disrespect will come at a price!"

The furious voice enveloped Bibi Dong. She felt a giant hand close around her throat, cutting off her breath.

Fear spread through her body. She couldn't move.

Am I going to die? Impossible. I haven't become a god yet, and I haven't gotten revenge on that bastard!

Regret suddenly welled up inside Bibi Dong. There was still so much she hadn't done. She didn't want to die here.

But no matter what, she couldn't free herself from the stiffness gripping her body.

Boundless despair slowly filled her eyes.

However, just as she was on the verge of despair, she suddenly heard a burst of wild laughter. At the same time, the strange sensation vanished completely, and she collapsed to the floor.

"Hahaha! I can feel it—the aura of the old era! It's here, right now!"

The dragon's eyes in the statue flashed red at high frequency, its tone brimming with excitement.

It wasn't that he didn't want to keep going. He was simply running short on divine power!

Besides, he'd planned to use that divine power on the Chronicle of Ages. Using it to scare Bibi Dong felt downright wasteful.

"Cough—cough—"

Bibi Dong lay facedown on the ground, gasping for air and grateful to have narrowly escaped with her life.

Meanwhile, outside.

A black speck suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky.

"What's that?"

At the gate, a guard knight pointed at the sky in shock, drawing everyone's attention.

"Not good! We have an intruder! Report to the commander, quickly!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The knight hastily rang the alarm bell, its booming toll carrying far and wide.

In the Pope Palace, a stern-looking, golden-haired old man frowned and looked out the window.

How dare a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast storm Spirit Hall?

Was it tired of living, or was there some other plot afoot?

The old man was none other than Qian Daoliu, the only Peerless Douluo still alive in this era.

But after a moment's thought, he stopped paying the matter any mind. He had already washed his hands of Spirit Hall, leaving everything to that woman.

Let her handle it!

With a casual wave, Qian Daoliu shut all 28 windows in his bedroom and paid the outside world no heed.

In the secret chamber, Bibi Dong stood straight beside the statue, like a servant attending her master, yet with pride still in her bearing.

Shendu naturally knew he couldn't truly make her submit. He only needed to make use of her.

"Bibi Dong, now that the old era has arrived, I'll credit you for your service! I'll overlook your earlier disrespect!"

"But don't let it happen again!"

Shendu threatened her with domineering confidence.

"Yes." Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, then nodded softly.

The situation favored the stronger party. This thing seemed ridiculously powerful, so there was no harm in enduring it for now. After all, she'd managed to put up with Qian Xunji for ten years. She was used to it.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and a thought suddenly occurred to her. What had this fellow meant when he said he could feel the aura of the old era?

She couldn't help asking.

"M-My lord..."

"Call me Shendu!"

"All right, Shendu. You said you could feel the aura of the old era. What did you mean?"

"Heh. It can only mean my good brother. He's awakened too, right above this land!" Shendu gave a few cold snorts as he spoke.

"Your good brother?"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

Could someone Shendu called a brother be one of the other Eight Demons?

"Shendu, may I ask which lord is in the sky right now?" She suppressed her shock and asked again.

"Sky Demon Hsi Wu!"

"Sky Demon?"

Bibi Dong froze where she stood, the words she'd read in the diary coming back to her.

Someone had obtained the power of the Sky Demon beneath Kunlun Mountain and become the Angel God!

In the sky, a black winged dragon with a round head curiously studied the ground below.

Knights darted about in confusion. Some looked up at the sky in worry, afraid that Spirit Hall was under attack and that weaklings like them would be caught in the crossfire.

To his surprise, two people flew straight up toward him.

"Interesting!"

Hsi Wu smiled faintly and spread his wings, soaring effortlessly into the heavens. He wanted to see how high these bugs could fly.

After being sealed for so long, he was finally free. Now he could play to his heart's content!

"Damn it!"

Below, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan wore a grim expression. "How dare he provoke Spirit Hall? He's asking for death!"

His golden hair whipped against his face, adding to his irritation, but he continued flying upward with his back straight.

"Old Chrysanthemum, be careful. That's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, after all!"

Beside him, a mass of ghostly mist enveloped Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, hiding his appearance.

"As if I need you to tell me, you stinking old ghost!"

With a snort, Yue Guan surged upward, leaving Gui Mei behind.

What an old chrysanthemum!

Gui Mei frowned slightly and sped up to catch him, moving with apparent ease.

A few breaths later, the three of them had flown into the clouds ten thousand meters above the ground, with a vast sea of clouds stretching beneath their feet.

Yue Guan stopped and gasped for breath. He felt this was his limit; if he went any higher, he wouldn't be able to maintain his fighting strength.

"Let's go back," Gui Mei said calmly.

He hadn't chased after Hsi Wu because even if he did, he wouldn't be a match for him.

"Damn it!" Yue Guan's face was full of fury. He felt utterly frustrated.

"That's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Why does it seem smarter than a person?" he couldn't help complaining.

But complaining wouldn't change anything. They couldn't do a thing to their opponent, so they could only head back and call for reinforcements.

With that, the two prepared to turn around and leave.

Above them, Hsi Wu stopped in mid-flight and looked back. Seeing them turn to go, he felt disappointed.

"Is that all?"

He hadn't had his fill of playing yet!

"Then let the hunt... begin!"

Hsi Wu's mouth curled upward. He gave his wings a mighty beat and shot downward like a sonic boom.

BOOM—

The tremendous noise made Yue Guan and Gui Mei jolt. They looked back.

"Watch out! He's coming!"

"I know!"

The two hurriedly halted, preparing to face him. But the speed of their opponent made their hearts skip a beat.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemums Scattered, Petals Falling Everywhere, Flowers Falling and Men— Damn, he's fast!"

Yue Guan's pupils shrank. A gigantic face, wearing a mocking grin, flashed before his eyes.

It's over! We've finally hit an iron plate.