Bibi Dong clearly felt a faint crack from her cheekbone, and half her face went numb.
Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, dripping down her chin onto her magnificent papal robe.
Bibi Dong's expression finally changed completely.
Not fear.
Humiliation.
Rage.
The humiliation of being viciously trampled beneath someone's feet and ground into the dirt again and again.
She—
The Pope of Spirit Hall, the youngest Twin Martial Souls Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent, the heir to the Rakshasa God!
Had actually been kicked in the face by a rabbit?
And just then, that pink bolt of lightning came again.
This time, Xiao Wu was aiming for her head.
Bibi Dong watched that rabbit leg rapidly enlarge in her vision, the patterns on its sole clearly visible.
At that very moment.
Reason snapped inside Bibi Dong's mind.
"Enough!!"
Bibi Dong threw back her head and let out a shriek of boundless fury.
A terrifying purple-black surge of Soul Power erupted violently from her body, suffocatingly oppressive.
That Soul Power was thick as ink and carried endless devouring desire. Wherever it passed, grass and trees withered, the ground scorched and cracked, and even the air let out a strained hum.
Xiao Wu was struck head-on by the Soul Power shockwave and hurled away.
She deftly flipped in midair and landed steadily dozens of meters away, but the impact still sent her blood and qi churning.
When Xiao Wu looked up at Bibi Dong again, the latter had changed.
The Death Spider Emperor's eight spider legs had retracted.
In their place was an even more ferocious and bizarre Martial Soul.
Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
A layer of dark green armor emerged over Bibi Dong's body, covered in strange purple patterns like countless eyes slowly blinking.
Her hands transformed into two long, narrow bone blades, their edges flowing with an eerie green gleam.
Even more terrifying was the aura radiating from her body.
It carried an evil presence that made one's soul tremble, like a demon crawling out of the deepest hell.
Black, black, black, black, black, red.
Six Soul Rings lit up beneath Bibi Dong's feet in succession, with the outermost crimson Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring particularly eye-catching.
Though only six Soul Rings had been added to the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, every soul skill they granted possessed attack power far beyond that of the Death Spider Emperor.
Bibi Dong's second Martial Soul—
Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
A purely assault-type Martial Soul, born solely for slaughter.
"You're good."
Bibi Dong raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
A distinct, swollen red rabbit-footprint remained on her left cheek. Combined with her current ferocious Soul Devouring Spider Emperor form, it looked especially bizarre.
"You're the first one who dared kick me in the face."
Before her words had even faded, her figure suddenly vanished.
Xiao Wu's pupils contracted sharply as she instinctively retreated.
But Bibi Dong was at least thirty percent faster than before.
She appeared in front of Xiao Wu almost the instant Xiao Wu moved back, her right arm's bone blade slashing down with a shriek that tore through the air.
Xiao Wu twisted aside at the limit, and the bone blade swept past her rabbit ears, shearing off several strands of pink fur.
Before she could steady herself, the second slash arrived.
A horizontal sweep.
Xiao Wu twisted her waist, bending her body at an unbelievable angle as the bone blade skimmed across her belly.
Third slash.
Fourth slash.
Fifth slash.
Bibi Dong's offensive came like a raging storm, leaving no gaps whatsoever.
Every strike targeted a vital point, and every strike carried the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's terrifying venom.
Though Xiao Wu repeatedly evaded with her extreme speed, her situation was visibly growing more dangerous by the second.
Every one of Bibi Dong's attacks carried lingering waves of venom-attributed Soul Power.
Even without taking a direct hit, the corrosion from the toxic vapor alone began to make Xiao Wu's movements subtly sluggish.
Her speed was dropping.
And Bibi Dong's attacks were growing increasingly ferocious.
"What is it? Weren't you so good at kicking just now?"
Bibi Dong's voice was icy as the bone blade in her hand traced a strange arc, sealing off every possible direction Xiao Wu could evade toward.
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and suddenly unleashed Invincible Golden Body.
Golden light enveloped her entire body.
Three seconds.
The bone blade struck the golden light, producing a piercing metallic clash as sparks flew everywhere.
Using those three seconds of absolute defense, Xiao Wu abruptly retreated and opened a distance of dozens of meters.
Her chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing had already become somewhat hurried.
Against an opponent of Bibi Dong's level, maintaining extreme speed consumed an enormous amount of her stamina.
The golden light faded.
Bibi Dong did not immediately pursue. Instead, she stood where she was, a cruel smile curling at her lips.
"Run? Where can you run to?"
She raised her hand and waved it—
Fourth Soul Skill: Space-Rending Spider Spear!
The air around Xiao Wu suddenly split open with countless tiny fissures.
Those fissures were purple-black, as though space itself had been forcibly torn apart by some terrifying force.
Then, jet-black spider spears stabbed out from those cracks.
Not from Bibi Dong's body.
But appearing out of thin air from space itself.
Spider spears thrust out from every direction—front, back, left, right, above, and below.
This was the terror of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's fourth soul skill: it tore through space to attack, ignored all physical obstacles, and made it utterly impossible to predict the direction of attack in advance.
Xiao Wu's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
She desperately twisted her body, evading at the limit.
A spider spear shot past her ear, shaving off a small patch of fur.
Two spider spears thrust upward from below. She kicked off with both legs and leaped into the air, the spears barely grazing the soles of her feet.
But there were too many.
There were simply too many spider spears.
Pfft—
A spider spear swept across Xiao Wu's left abdomen.
It didn't pierce through her. It was only a graze.
But even that graze caused the Soul-Devouring Venom carried by the spider spear to erupt within the wound.
Xiao Wu let out a muffled groan, her body pausing slightly in midair.
That brief pause was enough for two more spider spears to stab at her from the left and right.
She twisted at the limit and dodged one of them, but the other grazed the outside of her right hind leg, leaving a wound deep enough to expose bone.
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth without making a sound, but the instant she landed, her body swayed.
The Soul-Devouring Venom was seeping inward along her bloodstream.
That venom would not kill immediately, but it would continuously corrode Soul Power and stamina, steadily weakening the poisoned victim.
And in a battle centered on speed, declining condition meant death.
Bibi Dong watched Xiao Wu's bedraggled state, the cruelty in her eyes growing ever more intense.
She slowly raised both hands, crossing the two bone blades before her.
"Little rabbit, I'll send you to see your mother now."
On the battlefield on the other side.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei were experiencing the hardest battle they had faced since becoming Title Douluo.
No, this could not even be called a battle.
It was called one-sided suppression.
Er Ming's Titan Body had expanded to its limit, towering over twenty meters tall. Every punch he threw carried the force to shatter space.
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