Bibi Dong vs. Qian Daochen!
Bibi Dong gripped the Demon Scythe and looked up at the sky.
Qian Daoliu also turned around, his smile gradually deepening.
Amidst the crimson light, a colossal dragon descended from the sky.
Its body was enormous, its scales burning with crimson flames, and when its wings were spread, the clouds in the sky were pushed far away by the heat waves.
The icy blue light and shadow on the other side gradually solidified.
The Ice Dragon King folded its wings and descended, stepping on layers of frost.
The two Dragon King, one in front of the other, hovered high in the sky.
Their aura enveloped the entire area Spirit City.
All the Soul Master felt their Soul Power stagnate for a moment.
The Fire Dragon King looked down at the empty space.
"My Master, everyone has arrived."
The Ice Dragon King's gaze swept over Bibi Dong and Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"It seems we've arrived just in time."
Qian Daoliu looked at the two Dragon King, and the expression on his face completely relaxed.
Bibi Dong gripped the sickle handle tightly.
In the Heavenly Screen, a White Clothes Figure was walking through the air against the sky.
The sword flashed through the clouds.
Qian Daochen appeared amidst the strange phenomena of ice and fire.
The God-Punishing Divine Sword hung beside him, and the azure light of the World Tree slowly unfolded behind him.
The two Dragon King stood on the left and right.
Qian Daochen, dressed in snow- White Clothes, stood between heaven and earth, his aura causing everyone around him to stop in their tracks.
At that moment, he didn't seem like Soul Master stepping onto the battlefield.
They seemed more like deities descended from the heavens.
Spirit City, all was silent.
Bibi Dong looked up at him, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand no longer shining.
Qian Daochen lowered his eyes and looked at the center of the open space.
"Bibi Dong."
"Now, I'm back."
Spirit City.
Qian Daochen, stepping on sword light, slowly landed in front of the open space.
The God-Punishing Divine Sword hung beside him.
The golden patterns on the sword flowed endlessly, and the surrounding space was cut into fine ripples by the Sword Intent.
The phantom of the World Tree unfolded behind him.
The lush green canopy obscures half the sky, with starlight twinkling among the branches and leaves. The Life Origin falls from the shadows of the trees, causing the withered grass and trees around to regrow.
The Fire Dragon King and the Ice Dragon King stood on the left and right respectively.
Two enormous figures, one red and one blue, protected Qian Daochen in the center.
The various factions that were just discussing the matter all fell silent.
Pairs of eyes fell on the White Clothes Figure.
"Qian Daochen!"
On the high platform of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi stood up.
His hands rested on the railing, his gaze lingering on it for Jiujiu.
"The number one on the Supreme Ranking has truly arrived."
The smile on Gu Rong's face had vanished as he looked at the World Tree in the sky.
He's even stronger than he appears on the Golden Ranking screen.
Chen Xin gripped the Seven Killing Sword.
The sword vibrated incessantly, as if responding to the God-Punishing Divine Sword.
He looked at the longsword beside Qian Daochen and slowly spoke:
"That's no longer the Godslaying Sword."
"It has advanced."
Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly.
"Has he already claimed the Supreme Ranking reward?"
"The God-Punishing Divine Sword, the World Tree, and that power hidden within my body."
Chen Xin looked up at the Qian Daochen.
"The rewards he received have become an integral part of himself."
On the other side of the platform.
The envoys from both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire stood up.
They originally just wanted to see the Spirit Hall fight amongst themselves.
But when Qian Daochen actually appeared, all plans were disrupted.
The envoy sent by Xue Ye lowered his head.
"This is Qian Daochen, who has slain gods?"
"Just standing there, he was so striking that it was impossible to look directly at him."
The envoy from the Star Luo Empire did not respond.
His gaze lingered on the two Dragon King, and his hand was already on the token at his waist.
This time, the Star Luo Empire had no chance to intervene.
Even if all the strongest members of the royal family were present, they could not withstand the might of the two Dragon King.
On the viewing platform of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao looked at Qian Daochen, his expression gradually becoming serious.
He had thought that Bibi Dong, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, would at least be able to contend with Qian Daochen.
But as soon as Qian Daochen appeared, he felt a sense of impossibility in his heart.
That's not a difference in Soul Power level.
Rather, it's a difference in the path and the level of understanding.
An elder of the Clear Sky Sect whispered:
"Sect Master, is Qian Daochen truly still a mortal?"
Tang Xiao did not answer.
He remembered the sword in the Heavenly Screen.
The Blood God's divine body and the divine consciousness left behind by the Asura God both vanished under the sword light.
Qian Daochen is now even stronger than he was back then.
In Communication Screen at the Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang stood in the crowd, his face turning extremely pale.
As he watched Qian Daochen descend from the sky, the expectation that had just risen in his heart gradually sank.
Although Bibi Dong was powerful.
But she was facing Qian Daochen, who had already received the Supreme Ranking reward.
"Teacher."
Tang San stood beside Yu Xiaogang, but his gaze did not fall on Qian Daochen.
His eyes remained fixed on the red figure behind Qian Daochen.
Xiao Wu stood under the World Tree.
Her long red hair fluttered in the wind, and she was only half a step away from Qian Daochen.
She didn't look towards the Shrek Academy.
He didn't even look at Tang San.
Tang San tightened his grip.
He looked at Xiao Wu's profile, and a growing tightness settled in his chest.
Why doesn't she turn around?
Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San.
"Tang San, Xiao Wu has already gone with Qian Daochen."
What are you still looking at?
Tang San ignored Dai Mubai.
He took a step forward and Xiao Wu from a distance.
"Xiao Wu."
His voice carried across the open space.
Xiao Wu seemed not to hear.
Tang San spoke again:
Xiao Wu, do you still remember Shrek Academy?
Xiao Wu finally raised her eyes.
She looked in Tang San's direction.
That one glance held none of the intimacy of the past, nor any response whatsoever.
"I remember."
A change appeared in Tang San's eyes.
Xiao Wu continued:
That's why I'm not going back.
A single sentence was uttered.
The Shrek Academy everyone's faces changed.
Xiao Wu looked away and stood next to Qian Daochen again.
Tang San watched her move closer to Qian Daochen, his fingers already digging into his palm.
What did you gain from following him?
Have you forgotten what we went through together?
Xiao Wu did not answer.
She simply looked up at Qian Daochen.
Qian Daochen turned his head away.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Xiao Wu shook her head.
Someone is calling me.
"Do you want to go back and take a look?"
"I'm not going back."
She looked at Tang San in the distance.
I've already made myself very clear.
Qian Daochen did not ask any further questions.
His gaze never fell on the Shrek Academy students from beginning to end.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned even uglier when he saw this.
He originally planned to wait until Qian Daochen was defeated before having Tang San avenge him.
But now, Qian Daochen doesn't even take them seriously.
This kind of disregard hurt him more than being humiliated to his face.
"How dare he do this!"
Yu Xiaogang looked at Qian Daochen.
"I am Tang San's teacher!"
"Tang San will inherit the Asura Godhood in the future!"
"He looks down on us now, but once Tang San becomes a god, I'll make him kneel down and admit his mistake!"
Yu Xiaogang's words reached Qian Daochen's ears.
Qian Daochen finally turned his head and glanced at him.
Just one glance.
Yu Xiaogang immediately stopped talking.
Those eyes held no murderous intent, nor any anger.
It was just calm.
It was as calm as looking at a roadside stone.
Qian Daochen withdrew his gaze.
"Just a clown."
The surrounding Soul Master reacted in various ways upon hearing this.
Some people looked towards the Shrek Academy.
Some people lowered their heads to hide their laughter.
Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely pale.
Tang San looked up at Qian Daochen, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.
"Qian Daochen."
"Once I inherit the Asura Godhood, I will defeat you with my own hands."
Qian Daochen did not respond.
He didn't even glance at Tang San again.
The Fire Dragon King grinned, revealing its dragon mouth.
"My Master, does this kind of guy even deserve your response?"
The Ice Dragon King said calmly:
"No need."
"He doesn't even deserve to stand before his Master."
The words of the two Dragon King sent another shockwave through the hearts of the surrounding Soul Master.
Tang San stood in Communication Screen, his face gradually turning pale.
Qian Daochen was not wrong.
Right now, he truly doesn't even have the qualifications to have a direct confrontation with Qian Daochen.
But that's precisely why he desires the Asura Godhood even more.
As long as you become a god.
Only those who possess true divine power.
He will then be able to wash away today's shame.
In the center of the open space.
Bibi Dong looked up at Qian Daochen.
She paid no attention to the comments around her.
She had been observing Qian Daochen ever since he appeared.
The God-Punishing Divine Sword.
World Tree.
Two-headed Dragon King.
And that aura that she couldn't fathom.
Bibi Dong admitted that Qian Daochen was stronger than she had expected.
But she did not back down.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand had already recognized its master.
The Rakshasa Divine Power within his body was also constantly increasing.
All that's left to take the final step is a true breakthrough.
She couldn't believe she would lose to a Soul Master who didn't have Godhood.
"Qian Daochen."
Bibi Dong raised the Demon Scythe.
"You've finally shown up."
Qian Daochen looked at her.
"Were you waiting for me?"
"I'm waiting for someone I can fight."
Bibi Dong slowly took a step forward.
A purplish-black divine power spread from beneath her feet.
"Qian Daoliu has been defeated."
She looked up at Qian Daochen.
"Now, as long as you also fall to my Demon Scythe, the Spirit Hall will still be mine."
Qian Daoliu stood to the side.
Upon hearing this, his expression immediately turned strange.
Qian Daochen gaze upon Qian Daoliu.
"Can't even beat a little girl."
"Where have you been cultivating all these years?"
Silence fell instantly.
Qian Daoliu's body stiffened for a moment.
"Brother, I..."
"No explanation needed."
Qian Daochen raised his hand to interrupt him.
"You've guarded the Spirit Hall for so many years, and even the Pope can't control you."
The excitement on Qian Daoliu's face froze.
He stared at Qian Daochen, remaining silent for a long while.
He could only endure being reprimanded by his elder brother in front of various forces on the mainland.
Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered his head.
The Subduing Demon Douluo turned around, his shoulders twitching slightly.
Qian Jun Douluo glanced at him.
What are you laughing at?
"No."
Your shoulders are moving.
"I just think what the senior said is right."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's face darkened even further.
"You two shut up too."
Qian Daochen looked at him.
"You still have the nerve to tell others to shut up?"
Qian Daoliu was completely speechless.
Bibi Dong stood in front, her Rakshasa Demon Scythe trembling slightly.
She was originally waiting for Qian Daochen and Qian Daoliu to catch up.
But Qian Daochen had barely glanced at her since he appeared.
At this moment, in front of everyone, she reprimanded Qian Daoliu, whom she had just defeated.
This made Bibi Dong very unhappy.
"Qian Daochen."
She raised her voice.
Do you think I don't exist?
Qian Daochen finally looked at her.
Aren't you here?
"Since you know I'm here, why don't you answer my question?"
Are you finished speaking?
Bibi Dong's gaze darkened.
"I've said it before, the Spirit Hall is now under my control."
"If you return to the Spirit Hall, I can offer you a position of honor."
"But the Pope will not be given to you."
Qian Daochen looked at her calmly.
"But the Spirit Hall Spirit Hall to the Qian Family."
These words were spoken.
The area Spirit City was deathly silent.
Everyone in the Worship Hall looked up.
Qian Daoliu's eyes gradually brightened.
The daughter-in-law of the Qian Family.
These few words already indicate Qian Daochen's acknowledgment of Bibi Dong's identity.
But the next sentence hit Bibi Dong right where it hurt the most.
The Spirit Hall does not belong to her.
She is merely someone who sits on the Pope.
The true foundation of the Spirit Hall has always been in the hands of the Qian Family.
Bibi Dong tightened her grip on the Demon Scythe scythe.
"Qian Daochen, what did you say?"
"Wasn't I clear enough?"
Qian Daochen glanced at her.
"You can be the Pope."
"But you are not the Master of the Spirit Hall."
On the high platform.
All eyes were on Bibi Dong.
Ning Fengzhi sighed softly.
"These words have forced Bibi Dong into a corner with no way out."
Chen Xin looked at the empty space.
She won't back down.
The Gu Rong nodded.
"No one else would back down."
Inside the Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale.
He hadn't expected Qian Daochen to respond to Bibi Dong in this way.
Even more unexpectedly, the true Master the Spirit Hall was actually the Qian Family.
Bibi Dong will not lose.
Yu Xiaogang raised his head.
"She has mastered the Rakshasa Divine Power, and also possesses the Rakshasa God's Divine Artifact."
"Qian Daochen has only just received the reward; he may not be able to control those powers."
Tang San looked at the center of the open space.
"The teacher is right."
"Godhood and Divine Artifact are the true path."
He looked at the Demon Scythe in Bibi Dong's hand.
"If Bibi Dong defeats Qian Daochen, everything today will change."
Qian Daochen ignored their discussion.
He took a step forward.
The Sword Shadow beneath their feet slowly landed.
The God-Punishing Divine Sword hung to his right.
The canopy of the World Tree spread out behind him, its emerald light illuminating half of the open space.
"Bibi Dong."
"I returned to the Spirit Hall, not to argue with you."
"If you are willing to step down, you can still sit on the Pope."
Bibi Dong raised her eyes.
Are you giving me charity?
"It's not charity."
Qian Daochen said:
This is your last choice.
Bibi Dong raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
A purplish-black divine power flowed down from the scythe.
"I, Bibi Dong, ascended to the Pope through my own strength."
I don't need anyone's permission.
"The Spirit Hall will not be handed over to you."
Qian Daochen nodded.
"Then let's fight."
Behind Bibi Dong, the phantom of the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor reappeared.
Eight spider legs spread across the earth.
The Rakshasa patterns on the Spider Emperor's abdomen lit up layer by layer.
The nine Soul Ring beneath her feet rose up simultaneously.
Driven by divine power, all nine Soul Ring were tinged with a purplish-black luster.
Demigod's aura swept out from her body.
The surrounding space began to distort.
The Soul Master closest to the open space retreated.
Some people with weaker Soul Power immediately knelt down.