Qiankun Ring

The Titan Giant Ape needed no flashy soul skills. He only needed to throw punch after punch after punch.

Every punch blasted a deep crater several yards wide into the ground, shockwaves carrying shattered rocks wildly outward.

A Soul Sage tried to block it head-on with a defensive soul skill. His seventh Soul Ring had just lit up when an enormous stone shield condensed before him.

Er Ming punched it.

The stone shield shattered into pieces as if it were made of paper.

The Soul Sage didn't even have time to scream before the remaining force of the punch smashed him into the ground, leaving behind only a blurred pool of blood.

At the same time, Da Ming's attacks were even more terrifying.

His massive bull-headed, serpent-bodied form swam through the air, continuously spewing beams of azure light from his mouth.

That was Azure Sky Power, containing the purest power of lightning and lake water between heaven and earth.

Every beam that struck down came with deafening thunder, vaporizing everything in its path into nothingness.

Two Soul Douluos joined forces to resist it. Their eighth soul skills were unleashed at the same time, forming an energy barrier several yards thick.

The azure beam struck the barrier. After less than two seconds of resistance, the barrier exploded apart.

The two Soul Douluos spat blood and flew backward together, their Soul Power armor shattering inch by inch.

Yet Da Ming's assault was far from over.

The Slow Domain had already enveloped the entire battlefield.

Within this azure domain, everyone's speed in Spirit Hall was suppressed by at least thirty percent.

Their movements slowed, their Soul Power circulation slowed, even their reactions and thoughts slowed.

But Er Ming and Da Ming's speed remained completely unaffected.

With the Gravity Domain layered atop the Slow Domain, the dual suppression of two great domains turned this battle into a slaughter from the very beginning.

Yue Guan's golden petals left bloody streaks across Er Ming's body, but to Er Ming, those wounds didn't even count as superficial injuries.

The Titan Giant Ape's physical strength had reached an utterly terrifying level.

Gui Mei's Ghost Shadows tried to launch a surprise attack from the darkness, but Da Ming's Azure Sky Power specifically restrained this kind of sinister energy.

The Ghost Shadows had barely emerged from the shadows before the azure light shone upon them, making them shriek and dissipate.

"Damn it!"

Yue Guan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.

The internal injuries he and Gui Mei had suffered from the backlash of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill hadn't healed yet. Now, pressed down by two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, the blood and energy within him churned without end.

Even worse, the people they had brought were steadily dwindling.

Of the ten Soul Sages, only four remained.

Of the five Soul Douluos, two had already been severely injured and lost their ability to fight. Only three were still barely holding on.

Meanwhile, the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts only grew fiercer as they fought.

Er Ming turned a Soul Sage into a cloud of blood with a Titan Fist, then spun around and hurled another punch at Yue Guan.

Yue Guan released his soul skill with all his strength. Countless golden petals gathered into an enormous Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, blocking the attack before him.

Boom—

The fist smashed into the flower shield. It cracked apart inch by inch, and Yue Guan was blasted away, crashing through a swath of trees.

He struggled back to his feet, then spat out another mouthful of blood.

Your Holiness... Yue Guan called out anxiously in his heart.

Their only hope now was for Bibi Dong to deal with that rabbit quickly and come reinforce them.

Bibi Dong had clearly noticed the situation here as well.

Her peripheral vision swept across the battlefield. The mangled corpses of three Soul Sages lay scattered across the ground, two Soul Douluos were sprawled amid piles of rubble, their fates unknown, Yue Guan had been sent flying by a punch, and Gui Mei's black shadow swayed unsteadily within the azure light.

Her heart sank sharply.

Spirit Hall's power was not a unified whole.

She had only taken over Spirit Hall six years ago, and more than half its authority was still held by that old bastard, Qian Daoliu.

The soul masters who had followed her into battle were all loyal forces she had painstakingly cultivated over those six years.

If they were all lost here...

It would be a devastating blow to her authority within Spirit Hall.

She couldn't drag this out any longer.

She had to end this quickly.

Bibi Dong's gaze locked onto Xiao Wu once more.

A trace of determination flashed through her eyes as Soul Power surged toward the sixth Soul Ring of her second Martial Soul at an unprecedented speed.

That scarlet Soul Ring—

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

As the owner of Twin Martial Souls, Bibi Dong's ninth Soul Ring of her first Martial Soul, the Death Spider Emperor, was a hundred-thousand-year ring. The sixth Soul Ring of her Soul Devouring Spider Emperor was likewise at the hundred-thousand-year level.

The sixth soul skill of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.

Eternal Creation.

This was Bibi Dong's strongest single-target attack soul skill.

It ignored all physical defenses.

Energy defenses were fifty percent less effective.

Once a wound was inflicted, it would continue spreading and worsening until the victim used Soul Power to completely wear away that corrosive force—or died.

The power of this soul skill was horrifying, but its cost was equally immense.

Soul skills granted by Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings consumed enormous amounts of Soul Power. On top of that, because part of her strength was sealed by the Rakshasa God Trial, every use of Eternal Creation placed a considerable burden on her condition.

Thus, Bibi Dong rarely used it.

But now, she couldn't worry about that anymore.

A pitch-black sphere of light slowly condensed before Bibi Dong.

Even the space around it twisted. Countless tiny spatial cracks flickered in and out of view, emitting scalp-numbing sizzling sounds.

A terrifying pressure radiated from the sphere, making the entire battlefield tremble.

Yue Guan, who was still entangled with Er Ming, sensed that aura, and a flash of horror crossed his eyes.

Gui Mei also paused for an instant, the two ghostly green lights beneath his hood flickering violently.

They both recognized that soul skill.

Eternal Creation.

Her Holiness had actually used Eternal Creation!

Xiao Wu's body tensed to the limit.

Her instincts screamed frantically that she was in danger. That brush with death made every hair on her rabbit body stand on end.

But for some reason, it felt as though her body had been locked in place by an invisible force. No matter how she moved, that black sphere remained aimed directly at her.

She couldn't dodge it.

The thought exploded in her mind.

A cruel smile curved across Bibi Dong's lips. Her fingers curled slightly as she prepared to launch the black sphere—

At that moment.

A golden streak of light suddenly flew in from the other side of the battlefield.

It was a bracelet.

More precisely, it was a golden bracelet flowing with crimson-gold radiance.

The Qiankun Ring.

Nezha had remained kneeling there ever since Ah Rou's Sacrifice. Everyone thought grief had already crushed him.

Bibi Dong hadn't considered him worth noticing. Yue Guan and Gui Mei treated him as if he didn't exist, and the others paid even less attention to a six-year-old child.

But no one noticed that the moment Bibi Dong unleashed Eternal Creation—

Nezha's eyes suddenly widened.

He recognized that soul skill.

Eternal Creation.

Bibi Dong's strongest single-target attack soul skill. In the original story, almost no one had been able to block this move head-on.