The Rakshasa God's Descent: The Condition to Begin the God Trial—Devour Qian Xunji! Bibi Dong: He Deserved to Die!

"No!

I should have died with her!

I was cowardly. I was useless!"

Yu Xiaogang beat his chest and stamped his feet, weeping until tears streamed down his aged face.

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.

Qian Renxue stared at the Ranking Screen in silence.

So that was what had happened back then?

Inside the Consecration Hall.

The several Title Douluo-level consecrators all wore livid expressions, and the air in the hall was so oppressive it was suffocating.

"Big Brother, this..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed as he looked at Qian Daoliu, who stood with his hands behind his back, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes. The muscles in his face twitched slightly before he slowly opened them again, his expression still icy.

"Xunji was too impulsive in the end.

He thought that forcibly keeping his bloodline through such means would ensure everything went without a hitch.

But he forgot that a forcibly picked melon was not only bitter, but poisonous."

"But what Second Brother did back then truly violated the justice and light of our Angel Clan."

Male Lion Douluo could not help but say in a low voice.

"Light?"

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly as he looked at the Ranking Screen.

"When Wuhun Hall's ten-thousand-year foundation was at risk of being lost, light was the most useless thing of all.

I do not blame him for making a move. I only blame him for leaving a survivor.

If he had directly killed Bibi Dong afterward, would any of this have happened?"

Inside the Papal Hall.

As Bibi Dong watched her most miserable and humiliating moment being exposed to the public on the Ranking Screen, she did not cry. Instead, she began to laugh wildly.

Her laughter echoed through the empty hall, sharp, crazed, and hair-raising.

"Ha ha ha ha!

Qian Daoliu!

Qian Renxue!

Did you see that?"

Bibi Dong suddenly pointed at the Ranking Screen, her face twisting like that of a malicious ghost.

"This is the Angel glory your Qian Clan takes pride in! This is the sacred and inviolable Pope you speak of!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei knelt on the ground, trembling so hard that they did not even dare breathe loudly.

"Qian Xunji, did you think you could use Yu Xiaogang to threaten me for the rest of my life?"

Bibi Dong suddenly slammed her scepter down.

"Keep dreaming!

I have long repaid the humiliation you gave me a thousandfold, a hundredfold!

The day you died without even a complete corpse was the happiest day of my life!"

Above the Ranking Screen, the scene began to shift once more amid deathly silence.

Accompanied by the faint cry of an infant, a newborn baby girl appeared on the screen.

The young Bibi Dong lay on the bed, her face deathly pale. There was no motherly tenderness in her eyes, only bone-deep disgust and coldness.

[At age 24, Bibi Dong gave birth to a baby girl, Qian Renxue.

That same night, an evil purple-black divine radiance tore through space as the Rakshasa God's consciousness descended.]

In the scene, a huge and ferocious Rakshasa phantom slowly emerged behind Bibi Dong.

An evil whisper resounded in the minds of everyone across Douluo Continent.

"Are you unwilling?

Do you hate?

Accept this god's power and begin the Rakshasa Nine Trials.

And the only opportunity to begin the inheritance is this:

Kill Qian Xunji and devour his Angel bloodline and soul!"

This scene instantly plunged the previously noisy Douluo Continent into dead silence.

Inside the Consecration Hall.

"Boom!"

Qian Daoliu's Soul Power instantly erupted. The entire Consecration Hall shook violently as the golden Angel Domain ran rampant.

"Rakshasa God Trial... devour Angel bloodline!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen, his teeth grinding loudly.

"No wonder Xunji returned heavily injured back then. He clearly had hope of recovery, yet he suddenly died overnight, and even his corpse could not be found!

Bibi Dong, you madwoman, you actually devoured him alive!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was equally pale as he sucked in a cold breath.

"Using the flesh, blood, and soul of the Angel Clan as an offering to become a god...

Big Brother, this woman never intended to spare the Qian Clan from the very beginning!"

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.

Qian Renxue looked as though she had been struck by lightning. She collapsed weakly into her chair, her face as pale as paper.

"Giving birth to me... was only to gain the power to kill my father?"

She looked at the evil phantom of the Rakshasa God on the screen, and tears finally began to stream down her face.

"So he did not die from grievous injuries beyond treatment. He was... devoured alive by you."

Inside the Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at the Ranking Screen and laughed maniacally, her voice echoing through the empty hall.

"Ha ha ha ha!

Qian Daoliu, you only found out now?

Too late!

That beast Qian Xunji's flesh and blood were the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life!

His screams still echo in my ears to this day!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei lay prostrate on the ground, their bodies shaking violently. They did not even dare raise their heads.

At that moment, the scene above the Ranking Screen changed once more.

[At age 29, Bibi Dong's Soul Power reached the level 89 bottleneck.

That same year, Ah Yin, the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor who had taken human form, leaked her Soul Beast aura due to her pregnancy and was discovered by Wuhun Hall's hidden sentries.]

In the scene, Qian Xunji stood within the Papal Hall. Looking at the cold-faced Bibi Dong, there was a hint of appeasement and compensation in his eyes.

"Dong'er, you have reached the peak of level 89."

Qian Xunji slowly walked down the steps and said in a deep voice.

"I have received reliable information that a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor is currently weakened from giving birth.

I will personally lead a team to hunt this Soul Beast, take its Soul Ring and Soul Bone, help you break through level 90, and make you Wuhun Hall's youngest Title Douluo!"

Upon hearing this, the entire Douluo Continent erupted into an uproar once again.

Inside Shrek Academy.

Tang San suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes instantly turning blood-red. The Eight Spider Lances burst uncontrollably from his back as savage killing intent swept through the entire room.

"Qian Xunji!

Bibi Dong!"

Tang San stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen and growled word by word.

"So you hunted my mother back then just to prepare a Soul Ring for this woman!"

Yu Xiaogang also stood frozen in place, muttering to himself.

"How could this be...

How could this be...

Dong'er, your ninth Soul Ring back then was actually Ah Yin's..."

Dai Mubai looked at the nearly crazed Tang San, sighed, and said coldly to Yu Xiaogang.

"Master, do you still think this Her Holiness the Pope is innocent?

To please her and make it up to her, Qian Xunji did not hesitate to lead a team to drive Xiao San's mother to her death.

And she accepted all of it with a clear conscience, then turned around and devoured Qian Xunji."

Inside the Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong looked coldly at the Ranking Screen, a mocking curve rising at the corner of her lips.

"That fool Qian Xunji thought that giving me a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast would make me change my heart.

He had no idea that I had waited a full five years for this opportunity."

Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, her voice sinister.

"If he had not led a team to hunt that Soul Beast and been gravely wounded by that brute Tang Hao, how could I have had the chance to personally end his wretched life in the secret chamber!"

Above the Ranking Screen, the scene abruptly widened.

In the scene, the young Tang Hao was covered in blood as he tightly protected Ah Yin, who held an infant in her arms.

Around them, Qian Xunji stood in the air. Behind him were Yue Guan and Gui Mei, along with several Wuhun Hall red-robed bishops whose Soul Power exceeded level 80.