Snake Lance Douluo, She Long

Bibi Dong turned her head and looked back at Meng Xuanji.

"Xuanji, stand behind me. I'm going to break the formation."

Before Bibi Dong could even raise her hand, Meng Xuanji immediately ducked behind her, afraid the aftershock of the battle would hit him.

When it came to staying alive, Meng Xuanji was absolutely first-rate.

The phantom of the Death Spider Emperor emerged behind Bibi Dong. A massive Spider Emperor hovered above her out of thin air, letting out a low hiss at the soul tool formation.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Bloodthirsty Spider Spikes."

"Hiss!"

A series of crimson spider spikes tore through the air!

In the blink of an eye, the once energy-rich soul tool formation had been riddled with holes! It shattered like glass with a thunderous crash!

Meng Xuanji's mouth fell open into an O-shape.

Too overbearing!

Was this the strength of a Titled Douluo?!

Although Bibi Dong had yet to obtain her ninth soul ring, that did not stop her from possessing power far beyond the Soul Douluo level.

Just then, reinforcements from the other halls arrived. Even the Worship Hall had dispatched a Soul Douluo to assist.

Meng Xuanji took a closer look and immediately recognized the person sent by the Worship Hall.

Wasn't this Qian Renxue's guard from the original story, Snake Lance Douluo?!

She Long arrived with a large force of reinforcements and immediately questioned Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, why did you destroy the soul tool formation of Yangxin Palace? Do you realize you are damaging Spirit Hall's property?"

She Long was a Soul Douluo from the Worship Hall faction and someone highly likely to break through to Titled Douluo in the future. With the worship elders backing him, he naturally did not fear Bibi Dong.

In the eyes of the Worship Hall's higher-ups, the lofty Pope Bibi Dong was merely a puppet supported by the Grand Worshipper, utterly unworthy of reverence.

"She Long, I am apprehending an assassin who attacked Spirit Hall. What right do you have to interfere? Move aside!"

Bibi Dong's scepter struck the ground, and an enormous wave of Soul Power suppressed the entire area. Even She Long felt his chest tighten from the impact.

So strong. As expected of the saintess raised by the former Pope. She really has some skill, She Long thought, casually wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"An assassin? Your Holiness, are you joking? The soul tool formation has already been activated. How could an assassin possibly be inside? Are you trying to make fools of us?"

Though She Long's words were harsh, they reflected the thoughts of most people present. The formation had clearly been activated, so how had the assassin gotten inside?

"I don't have time to explain myself to you. Move!"

Bibi Dong forcefully knocked She Long away and flashed several times before arriving at the entrance of Yangxin Palace.

She had already sensed Hu Liena's faint life force. If she delayed any longer, She Long might get her student killed.

Bang!

With a raise of her hand, Bibi Dong blasted open the heavy doors with brute force.

Yangxin Palace was a complete mess. Traces of Soul Skill combat were everywhere.

"Hu Liena! Where are you?!"

Bibi Dong stepped into Yangxin Palace, and her spiritual power swiftly enveloped the entire hall. Before long, she discovered the figures of three people.

"Over there!"

Bibi Dong looked up and saw two blue-robed deacons staring at her in terror from the second-floor corridor.

The severely injured Hu Liena was hiding behind the curtains behind them.

Had Bibi Dong arrived even a moment later, Hu Liena would likely have suffered a terrible fate.

"Your Holiness!"

The two assassinating deacons were horrified. How had Bibi Dong gotten in so quickly?! Was the soul tool formation outside just for show?!

After Meng Xuanji activated the soul tool formation, the two had immediately begun searching for the suddenly vanished Hu Liena. Just as they had roughly pinpointed her location, Bibi Dong had blasted open the doors.

Bibi Dong was about to strike when her sharp gaze suddenly fell upon the two deacons' belts.

With her exceptional spiritual power, she could sense a massive energy fluctuation within their belts. It seemed to be explosives.

At this distance, if she rashly attacked them, even Bibi Dong could not be completely certain she could subdue them without harming Hu Liena.

Thus, Bibi Dong lowered her jade-like hand and chose to negotiate with them.

"Deacons, why are you suddenly here? As I recall, this is not a place you should be."

Bibi Dong swept her cold gaze over them, and the two deacons' hearts seemed to skip half a beat.

The pressure brought by a quasi-Titled Douluo was simply too intense!

"Your Holiness, we... we are also pursuing an assassin," one of them said nervously in his panic.

"Oh? An assassin? Then tell me, where is this assassin?"

"The assassin, the assassin..." The two were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, sweat pouring down their foreheads.

How could they know where the assassin they spoke of was? They could not exactly lay their cards on the table and tell Bibi Dong that they themselves were the assassins, could they?

"The assassin is right here!"

Bibi Dong suddenly turned around and saw She Long carrying Meng Xuanji inside by the back of his collar.

"I've already caught the assassin. It's this brat. He activated the soul tool formation. I had someone verify it, so there can be no mistake."

She Long spoke with a proud expression.

"Yes, he's the assassin! He was the one who wanted to attack Yangxin Palace!"

The two deacons seemed to have found a lifeline and pointed at Meng Xuanji together.

Looking at She Long's arrogant face, Bibi Dong truly wanted to slap him to death. At a time like this, he was still causing trouble! Damnable bastard!

She Long's spiritual power was not weak either, so he had naturally noticed Hu Liena behind the curtains. But one must not forget that he was from the Worship Hall. If his interference today led to Bibi Dong's student dying miserably, it would undoubtedly deal Bibi Dong a tremendous blow.

Her disciple had been killed by outsiders on the very first day she accepted her. How could such an incompetent person lead Spirit Hall? Once Bibi Dong lost public trust, she would only be fit to remain the Grand Worshipper's puppet for the rest of her life.

"Bibi Dong, let's see how you deal with this now."

She Long looked at Bibi Dong with a malicious grin, as if openly telling her—

I did this on purpose. But what can you do about it?

Crack.

Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly, her bones grinding together with a series of sounds.

If there had not been so many people present, she would have personally killed She Long, that bastard!

"Cough, cough... Let me go. I'm not the assassin."

Already injured, Meng Xuanji struggled desperately in She Long's grasp before She Long impatiently threw him to the ground.

"If you're not the assassin, why did you attack Yangxin Palace? Was it for fun?"

She Long questioned Meng Xuanji.

"Cough, cough... I-I was trying to save someone."

Meng Xuanji raised his head. Through the faint moonlight, he vaguely saw the graceful figure beyond the curtains. She must have noticed him as well.

At this moment, it seemed that only he could break the deadlock.

"Cough, cough... I am willing to prove my innocence to all of you."

As he spoke, Meng Xuanji dragged his heavy body to his feet and slowly walked toward the center of Yangxin Palace. Facing the crowd, he completely exposed his back to the two deacons.

Seeing Meng Xuanji deliver himself to them, the two deacons' hearts began to stir.

Compared with killing Hu Liena, the person they truly wanted dead was Meng Xuanji.

That strange and mysterious martial soul of his posed the highest level of threat to the empire.

Since he had willingly delivered himself to them, they would not let such a perfect opportunity slip away.