Beska Is as Good as Dead; Even Bibi Dong Can't Save Him, I Said So...

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(Fifth update)

A night rain urged the flowers to bloom; the twenty-four flower-sign winds arrived.

The night rain, which had originally been tapering off, returned to a torrential downpour after Bishop Beska unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar. It was as though the Rain Master had opened a massive hole in the heavens and poured all the rain from hundreds or thousands of miles around into this place.

Bishop Beska's seventh soul skill, Ice Rain Avatar, not only allowed him to use his first through sixth soul skills without restriction, but also enabled him to command the power of rain within a certain range, greatly enhancing his Martial Soul abilities.

If he were in a place with little rain, such as a desert or barren wasteland, Bishop Beska would be practically useless. His Ice Rain Martial Soul would have no room to shine.

But tonight, amid this torrential rain, was practically a stage tailor-made for Bishop Beska.

Even though Yang Ming had opened six gates of the Eight Gates Released Formation and surpassed the speed of sound, he could not evade the rainwater carrying a frigid chill through the air. No matter where he went, rain attacked him from every direction.

No matter how powerful Yang Ming's Green Lotus Core Flame was or how high the temperature of his Flame Demon King soul skill rose, the endless rain steadily wore away at his Soul Power as it extinguished the flames.

Yet Yang Ming did not panic in the slightest.

Because he saw that Sister Bao had finally taken care of the twelve Soul Ancestor, Spirit King, and Spirit Emperor experts who had been entangling her!

The black robe Feng Baobao wore was torn with dozens of conspicuous gashes. Under the beating of the cold wind and rain, her fair skin