He Panicked.

Just as the decaying ashes were about to engulf his mangled body, a sudden change occurred!

"Buzz--!"

The air around Yu Xiaogang's mangled body suddenly solidified and compressed, emitting a groan of unbearable strain!

A dark red light, purely formed from a berserk will, exploded out of thin air without warning!

This light was not a projection of energy, but rather anger itself taking on a physical form, containing the destructive restlessness of a magma eruption and the suffocating feeling of sulfur scorching.

Like a giant, instantaneous cocoon, it violently and ruthlessly enveloped the dying Yu Xiaogang completely!

The speed was beyond the limits of perception, purer than light, and more abrupt than death!

Lin Xia's pupils contracted sharply, and the lush green vines that had just been dormant around him suddenly lashed out wildly, only to catch a glimpse of scorching, empty air—the divine power cocoon vanished in a flash, leaving behind only a shallow pit with charred edges, still emitting pungent sulfurous fumes!

At the bottom of the pit, a few drops of thick, black blood, not yet congealed, hissed and crackled, like a Curse brand.

"... I... will come back!"

A broken, hoarse note, filled with endless resentment and a twisted ecstasy, lingered in the air around the three of them like a chilling wind from hell, refusing Wrap dissipate.

Dead silence.

The night wind swept through the blood-soaked courtyard, causing Bibi Dong's purple Pope robes to flutter and rustle.

For the first time, a very subtle crack appeared on her usually cold and authoritative face, which was usually so stoic and domineering.

Deep within those purple eyes, there was no longer pure, indifferent killing intent, but rather a frozen... utterly absurd astonishment.

"Oh..."

A short, almost inaudible sneer escaped Bibi Dong's lips, chilling even more than the polar wind.

"Anger... to personally intervene and bail them out?"

Bibi Dong slowly withdrew her hand from the air, the withering power swirling around her fingertips quietly dissipating. Her gaze fell on the shallow pit that still bore the marks of divine power, as if she were watching the final curtain call of an absurd drama.

"So... utterly disregarding propriety?"

Qian Renxue's golden figure emerged silently from the shadows, her holy face covered with a layer of frost.

She didn't speak immediately, but her eyes, which were filled with the holy flame of angels, were fixed on the empty space where Yu Xiaogang had disappeared, filled with a mixture of disgust and disbelief.

Finally, she parted her red lips slightly, and the words she uttered were filled with icy sarcasm.

"When did the ironclad laws of the Divine Realm become a worthless piece of paper? Is this God of Wrath finding his position on the Altar of Divine Punishment too lonely, and rushing to 'fill the list'?"

Lin Xia rubbed her temples hard, feeling a throbbing pain in her temples.

He watched the wisps of sulfurous smoke dissipate, then glanced at the thick stench of blood seeping from the cracks in the doors and windows of Flender dormitory. A tremendous sense of powerlessness mixed with absurdity surged through him.

"This protective behavior is... it's disgusting!"

A purple light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and her invisible spiritual power, like the most precise detector, repeatedly swept across the shallow pit where divine power remained.

"The essence of power remains unchanged; it is still rage..."

Her voice carried a hint of suppressed anger, a cold resentment born from having controlled the situation but falling short by a single move.

"There was no attempt to conceal it; in fact... there was a lingering sense of impatience, a willingness to pay any price."

She closed her eyes, and the mocking whisper of the Rakshasa God seemed to echo once again in the depths of her soul.

'It's just a little mouse... it won't last long.'

But now, the Rat God himself has stuffed this rat back into the deepest part of its hole!

"Impatient?"

Qian Renxue keenly caught the word, her holy eyes narrowing slightly.

"Are you afraid we... will completely annihilate the little bit of 'firewood' he carefully selected? It seems that the piece of trash is more important to His 'Godly Trial' than we anticipated."

A cold, knowing glint flashed across her eyes.

"Or rather... that angry guy has gone so mad that he needs Yu Xiaogang as a straw to cling to in order to sustain anything?"

The very act of guessing is thrilling.

Lin Xia crouched down, her fingertips brushing against the scorching soil at the edge of the pit. Sisi of Venusaur's original Natural Divine Power emanated from her, touching the remaining marks of the raging storm.

"He got anxious."

Lin Xia said in a deep voice, her expression solemn.

"It seems that Yu Xiaogang's successful assassination of Flender and completion of the First Trial was no small matter for Him..."

He stood up and looked towards Flender's deathly silent and blood-stained room.

"This feud is now sealed. It's about Yu Xiaogang whom the gods spared no expense to protect..."

He didn't say the rest, but a chilling killing intent silently permeated the air between the three of them.

Before leaving the courtyard, which was filled with the atmosphere of death and new hatred, Bibi Dong took one last look at Flender's open door.

The cold moonlight spilled across the still-dry pool of dark brown blood at the doorway, reflecting a chilling glimmer.

She turned away silently, her purple robe drawing a cold arc in the night.

Not far away, deep in the shadow of the enormous canopy of a century-old Wutong Tree, Bi Ji had almost completely merged her aura and life force into the tree's annual Conversion.

Her emerald-green eyes were wide open, reflecting the breathtaking scene of divine power descending and Yu Xiaogang disappearing, leaving only boundless shock and... fear.

The image of Yu Xiaogang's half-body decaying and disintegrating was still imprinted on his retina. The next moment, the dark red divine power that tore through space and was as violent as the beginning of the universe descended ruthlessly!

The sheer power and the sheer intensity of the pressure were like a towering mountain crashing into a calm pond, instantly shattering her proud understanding of being Ferocious Beast!

Faced with that power, she felt as insignificant as a leaf in a storm, her very thoughts frozen by that pure will to destroy.

"A god... a deity... personally intervened?!"

Bi Ji's slender fingers dug deep into the rough bark, her fingertips icy cold, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, almost breaking free of its grip.

She was ordered to protect Lin Xia, and thought the biggest threat was just the top experts in the human world. She never imagined that she would witness the horrifying scene of a god disregarding the rules and personally rescuing someone!

This was completely beyond her ability to handle, no, it was beyond the comprehension of all Soul Beast!

Lin Xia's absurd whisper, "Is it really necessary?", Bibi Dong's suppressed anger in her cold words, Qian Renxue's divinely disdainful mockery... were like cold needles, piercing her nerves, which were numb with shock.

Especially Lin Xia's last sentence, "Yu Xiaogang, who was completely insane and was saved by the gods at all costs," sent a chill down her spine.

Bi Ji snapped back to reality, gripped by overwhelming panic.

It's truly fortunate that Lin Xia is unharmed.

But the consequences of a god so clearly displaying such direct hostility are immeasurable!

She protected Lin Xia, but now she needs to guard against a disaster of divine intervention!

Right now, all Bi Ji wanted to do was quickly tell Gu Yuena what was happening here.