Rakshasa Ninth Trial! Why Is It You!

Bibi Dong sealed the palace gates and sensed the divine seal between her eyebrows.

The body gradually became ethereal and disappeared without a trace.

When I opened my eyes again, my heel was stuck in the mud. Pulling it out brought up rotten leaves and soil.

Looking around, the tombstones were crooked and twisted, the withered trees looked like ghost claws, and bluish-black smoke rose from the grave mounds.

There was no Sun Moon in the sky, only seven eerie green will-o'-the-wisps, hovering in mid-air, flickering on and off.

"Is that all?" Bibi Dong frowned, somewhat disappointed.

Compared to the holy Angel Inheritance, this is utterly shabby.

Even if they lack the glamour of angels, they should still possess the malevolent aura of Rakshasa!

"Ha, far inferior to Angel God."

The sound drifted through the cemetery, echoing and reverberating.

Take two steps forward, and suddenly the tombstone explodes!

Dirt flew everywhere, and a gray hand emerged from the soil.

Bibi Dong immediately became alert!

But what they saw was none other than the Faceless Spirit!

It had no facial features; its face was completely bald, like a peeled hard-boiled egg!

However, his physical appearance was no different from that of an ordinary person, but his Soul Power fluctuations were those of a true Soul Saint!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Faceless Spirit emerged and silently surrounded them.

The Rakshasa's voice finally rang out.

[The Ninth Trial was very simple.]

[Slay all enemies, extinguish the will-o'-the-wisps, and the legacy is yours.]

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, "Just these Soul Saint?"

Before the words were even finished, the Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

The Death Spider Emperor's Martial Soul Possession.

His killing intent materialized and erupted from his entire body!

[Divine Slaughter's Domain]!

"You're wasting my time."

She raised her hand, Spider Spear popped out from her sleeve.

There are no fancy Soul Skill, only pure piercing.

Throat piercing, neck severing, abdomen disemboweling!

Clean and efficient!

The Faceless Spirit didn't even get a clear look at its opponent before being scattered.

In less than half a minute, only wisps of smoke remained between the tombstones.

Puff!

The first will-o'-the-wisp went out.

Bibi Dong gently rubbed her wrist.

"Hey, is that all?" She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Immediately, a second will-o'-the-wisp flickered.

The ground shook again, and it was still the Faceless Spirit.

However, his Soul Power surged, reaching the Soul Douluo level, and his quantity reached one hundred.

Seeing that they knew how to cooperate, flanking from both sides, Bibi Dong sneered.

"You know what," she switched to the Devouring Soul Spider Emperor, "That in the face of absolute power, cooperation is truly laughable."

"Eighth Soul Skill, Instant of Ten Thousand Directions!"

Black light waves exploded outwards, spreading like ripples on water!

The Faceless Spirit froze, their eyes vacant.

Clearly, his soul has been taken away!

Bibi Dong showed no mercy, her Spider Spear flying as she harvested wheat.

They took their time, calling out names one by one.

The second will-o'-the-wisp went out.

"Continue."

The third wave consisted of over a hundred Titled Douluo.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's expression finally changed.

His lips curled into a slight smirk, a hint of seriousness in his expression.

To her, Titled Douluo was nothing more than an ant.

However, she has never faced any of the hundreds of Titled Douluo.

"That's interesting."

Bibi Dong no longer held back, unleashing her full power as the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Spider Emperor Clone!"

Smack!

Soul Power gathered beside her, condensing into a second [Bibi Dong].

Soul Power is exactly the same as Martial Soul, except that the latter two Soul Skill cannot be used.

"Go." Bibi Dong raised her chin.

The clone used [Spider Web Restraint] to control the field, and all the Faceless Spirit that couldn't escape were bound!

Spider venom seeped into the skin, traveled along the meridians to the heart, and instantly turned the face deathly pale!

Thump!

His body fell to the ground and vanished.

There may be those who try to escape and launch a sneak attack from behind.

But this level of sneak attack is nothing more than a tickle.

"Die!" Bibi Dong sneered.

The [Divine Slaughter's Domain] pressed down, and countless Faceless Spirit exploded into a bloody mist.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Spider Emperor Avatar!"

Two Quasi-God, two Martial Soul Avatar.

The Faceless Spirit doesn't even have the right to delay, let alone create suspense.

Half an hour later, the third will-o'-the-wisp went out.

Bibi Dong landed and took a deep breath.

My Soul Power has been slightly depleted, but it's still under control.

The will-o'-the-wisp sensed her disdain and suddenly became enraged.

The graves were infected too, and the soil was overturned!

The fourth wave: hundreds of Super Douluo!

The air instantly became heavy, and the oppressive force was immense.

The Faceless Spirit, at the Super Douluo level, possessed immense Soul Power, causing fear in all who beheld it.

More than half of them are even Level 98!

Second Worship to the Golden Crocodile Douluo level!

Bibi Dong silently gathered her strength, her eyes wary.

[Instant of Ten Thousand Directions] is a group control skill, which can only control characters below the Super Douluo.

"Interesting!" Far from being worried, she was secretly excited.

A murderous Desire filled his heart, and his eyes turned purplish-red.

[Divine Slaughter's Domain] requires no deliberate effort to maintain; merely raising his eyes, his killing intent presses down on the Faceless Spirit's shoulder.

But Bibi Dong clearly miscalculated.

The Faceless Spirit made its move, directly focusing its energy on the single person.

That person actually used his physical body to forcefully absorb the energy of hundreds of experts!

Its body split open, and the explosion erupted!

Head straight for Bibi Dong gate!

Caught off guard, Bibi Dong hurriedly used her Soul Power to defend herself.

He was thrown dozens of meters by the immense force, his feet plowing deep trenches, and his heels were covered in mud.

"Ugh!"

The defenses have been breached.

My left shoulder is numb!

Looking down, I saw blood seeping from the wound.

Bibi Dong watched in disbelief as blood dripped down.

When was the last time you were injured?

A bunch of ants, do they think they can hurt me?

"Good." Her eyes gradually turned bloodshot. "Very good!"

"You have a way to die!"

She abandoned defense and went straight into the enemy ranks.

Trade blows for blows, let the bombardment hit you!

He then swung his spear backhand, piercing the opponent's heart!

Blood is flying.

The corpse was falling.

Like a bloodthirsty tigress.

Despite the new wounds on his body, his breathing did not weaken.

Instead, the more they fought, the fiercer they became, their killing intent solidifying and swirling around them!

Two hours later, over a hundred Super Douluo were slaughtered.

The cemetery was in disarray; the tombstones were all broken, and the grave mounds had been trampled flat.

The gray smoke formed by the Faceless Spirit almost obscured the sky.

Bibi Dong put away her Spider Spear and gasped for breath.

Covered in blood, the pale purple Pope robes were no longer recognizable.

She looked up; the will-o'-the-wisps in the air had dwindled to just three.

"Bring on whatever tricks you have!"

The will-o'-the-wisp remained silent for a moment.

Perhaps they hadn't expected Bibi Dong to be so bloodthirsty.

Before she could catch her breath, the will-o'-the-wisp on the far left suddenly surged and transformed into a human figure.

Golden hair, a platinum robe, a thin and aged face, and an aura as unfathomable as the Deep Sea.

Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically, "How could it be you!"