(Second Update)
The battlefield was shrouded in smoke and dust.
A stunningly beautiful figure carried a person in one hand, her graceful body darting like a spirit cat as she evaded a hammer falling from the sky.
Boom!
The ground split apart, and dust billowed everywhere.
"Pant! Pant! Pant!"
Pope Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently. One jade-like hand pressed against a conspicuous wound on her abdomen, while an unnatural pallor tinged her holy, beautiful face.
In order to save Ju Douluo Yue Guan from Yang Ming at the critical moment just now, Pope Bibi Dong had forcibly taken a blow from Tang Hao's hammer. Even with the enhancement of her Dual Martial Souls, she had still suffered considerable injuries.
Lowering her head to glance at Ju Douluo Yue Guan, whose right arm had been severed, an inexplicable fury rose in Pope Bibi Dong's heart. Her anger was directed at Ju Douluo Yue Guan, but also at Yang Ming!
No matter what, ever since she had ascended to the position of Pope, Ju Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei had supported her all the way, helping her eliminate every enemy who stood in her path. Even if they had no merit, they had certainly worked hard.
Therefore, Pope Bibi Dong did not vent her anger on Ju Douluo Yue Guan. Instead, her beautiful eyes crossed a distance of a thousand meters and glared furiously at Yang Ming on the other side.
Yet because of that, she noticed Yang Ming's strange actions.
Yang Ming actually picked up Ju Douluo Yue Guan's discarded Weapon Martial Soul, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!
A Weapon Martial Soul and its Spirit Master were two sides of the same entity. Even if a Spirit Master lost their Weapon Martial Soul, with but a thought, it