A Fist Struck Cotton!

Liu Erlong's question was filled with endless despair and anger; her body trembled violently, and she could barely stand.

That wedding tragedy, buried deep in her heart and regarded as a great disgrace, unexpectedly became "evidence" for Bibi Dong to prove Yu Xiaogang's character, and was publicized in public without her knowledge!

For Liu Erlong, whose temperament was as fiery as fire, this was a humiliation worse than death!

Bibi Dong looked at the grief-stricken, furious figure questioning her at the door, a complex emotion flashing deep in her purple eyes. There was a hint of pity for someone in the same boat, a sigh for Liu Erlong being misled, but more than that, a resolute determination to remain unmoved.

Bibi Dong was about to speak when Liu Erlong's gaze suddenly shifted to Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground like mud.

This time, her eyes changed.

It was no longer the grief and humiliation he felt when questioning Bibi Dong, but a chilling coldness that seeped into his bones!

An epiphany and overwhelming hatred born from being utterly deceived, exploited, and used as a tool and stepping stone!

Bibi Dong's words just now exploded in her chaotic and painful mind like a thunderclap!

"When you first met Liu Erlong and saw her Fire Dragon Martial Soul... did you really not know her identity?... You were just pretending to be ignorant! You were using her identity and the potential power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... to achieve your ridiculous so-called 'ideal'!"

These words, like cold, venomous snakes, burrowed into Liu Erlong's heart, chilling her to the bone.

The bits and pieces of the past, those details she deliberately ignored and Sheer Force to explain with deep affection— Yu Xiaogang's "surprise" when he first saw her Martial Soul?

An unintentional inquiry into her family background?

The various hints she received after marriage about using the Liu family's influence to develop her academic career... were now like shards of a broken mirror, spinning and rearranging wildly in her mind, reflecting a completely different and incredibly ugly truth!

"Heh... hehehe..."

Liu Erlong laughed, tears mingling with her smudged makeup, streaming down her face. But the smile was a hundred times uglier than crying, filled with self-mockery and icy despair.

Liu Erlong stopped looking at Bibi Dong and ignored the gazes of everyone present.

She stared intently at the man she had once loved to the point of death, and hated with unwavering coldness, as if she were seeing Yu Xiaogang for the first time. Now, however, she only felt disgusted and filthy towards him.

"Yu Xiaogang..."

Liu Erlong's voice no longer trembled; instead, it carried an eerie calm, yet this calm contained a power more terrifying than that before a volcanic eruption.

"So... that's how it is..."

Liu Erlong slowly walked into the hall, her high heels clicking on the cold, smooth floor, producing a crisp, hollow echo, like a death knell.

Every step felt like stepping on Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He watched in horror as Liu Erlong approached step by step, feeling the increasingly violent and cold Soul Power emanating from her body—a fury of killing intent belonging to the Spirit Saint level!

"So you were approaching me from the very beginning..."

Liu Erlong's voice was soft, yet it carried clearly to every corner.

"It's not because I'm Liu Erlong..."

She stopped a few steps away from Yu Xiaogang, looking down at him. The last glimmer of hope in her eyes, which she herself was unwilling to admit, was completely extinguished, leaving only lifeless ashes and overwhelming hatred.

"It's because I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... because of my... Fire Dragon Martial Soul?!"

"Because of my strength and Flender's strength!"

She screamed out those last few words with all her might!

As she roared, she suddenly raised the red wedding ribbon in her hand, a symbol of shame and betrayal!

Sizzle--!

The sound of tearing fabric was incredibly piercing, like a heart being ripped open.

The vibrant red silk was torn into countless pieces by her violent strength, falling like blood-red petals and covering Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground. The scene was both tragically beautiful and extremely cruel.

"I am Liu Erlong."

Liu Erlong's voice was like a wind blowing from the icy hell, resolute and each word booming like thunder:

"From now on, I have nothing to do with you Yu Xiaogang."

You are a complete hypocrite.

You are the worst kind of coward.

You are not worthy of being called Grandmaster, much less a man.

Your existence is a mockery of all my past infatuation and foolishness.

From this day forward, we'll go our separate ways, never to meet again, in life or in death!

Liu Erlong's words were like a final verdict, carrying an irreversible resolve.

After uttering the last word, Liu Erlong turned around abruptly, refusing to look at the man on the ground again. The wind stirred up the fragments on the ground, just like her broken heart.

Liu Erlong straightened his back, ignoring all gazes, and walked step by step towards the door. His back was resolute and aloof, yet it carried a deep-seated sorrow, and finally disappeared completely into the deep night outside the door.

After a brief silence, an uproar erupted.

Yu Xiaogang completely broke down. He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes unfocused and empty, uttering incomprehensible sobs, like a dying wild dog.

Lin Xia watched this scene, a cold smile curving her lips. She withdrew her gaze and looked at Bibi Dong, her eyes filled with joy.

Yu Xiaogang's reputation was ruined, his past scars were thoroughly exposed and cleansed, and the root of the teacher's biggest Inner Demon was uprooted!

Lin Xia quietly mobilized the power within her body that originated from the Rakshasa God Trial and was of the same source as Bibi Dong. With utmost caution, like the slightest breeze, she probed towards the powerful being behind the screen to sense the Infestation "obsession" deep within her soul.

Lin Xia was prepared to welcome the "sudden enlightenment," hoping to feel the darkness that shrouded the teacher's soul melt away like ice and snow.

However--

The next instant, the cold smugness on Lin Xia's face seemed to freeze instantly!

Lin Xia's pupils contracted sharply, and an unbelievable shock, like ice water, instantly extinguished all his confidence and expectations!

How is that possible?!

That dark obsession, entrenched deep within Bibi Dong's soul and like a Rakshasa Evil Thought, did indeed fluctuate violently at several key moments, such as when the token shattered and when she broke with Liu Erlong. It was even briefly suppressed and some of the surrounding gloom was dispelled, allowing its core negative emotions to be vented.

But!

When everything settled down, Yu Xiaogang was completely reduced to dust, no longer posing any threat or meaning, the core obsession that Lin Xia had discovered... hadn't dissipated much at all!

It stubbornly remained there, like the hardest reef, and no matter how many towering waves it stirred up, only a few insignificant fragments were peeled off.

The darkness and heaviness of that obsession far exceeded Lin Xia's imagination!

It doesn't seem to be built around Yu Xiaogang at all! Or rather, Yu Xiaogang, this "target," is no longer the core of this Abyss!

"You've gone the wrong way...?"

This thought exploded in Lin Xia's mind like a thunderbolt, shaking him to his core!

A tremendous sense of absurdity and intense frustration swept over me.

To create such a grand spectacle, to plunge Yu Xiaogang into utter ruin... only to find that the deepest knot in his teacher's heart, which he thought he could untie, was merely a speck of dust on the surface of Abyss?

Was everything he did in vain, given the true root of the teacher's suffering?

So all this meticulously orchestrated drama, this relentless pursuit of a decisive victory, this self-righteous "revenge"... was completely misguided?!

It was like punching cotton—no, it was like punching an illusion!