Back when Grand Consecration Qian Daoliu returned to Spirit Hall from outer space, Pope Bibi Dong had felt the pressure he exerted and secretly redoubled her efforts to complete the Rakshasa God's inheritance. Now, without anyone noticing, she had quietly advanced to Peerless Douluo.
There were three tiers within Peerless Douluo: Quasi-Demigod, demigod, and false god.
At present, Grand Consecration Qian Daoliu stood at the false god tier, with one foot among the gods, while Pope Bibi Dong had only just reached Quasi-Demigod. She was no match for him at all. Once she exposed her true strength, it would become difficult to conceal her intention to take revenge on him.
That was right!
Pope Bibi Dong had never forgotten the humiliation Qian Daoliu's family had inflicted on her!
Had Qian Daoliu not been so overwhelmingly powerful, Bibi Dong would have put him to the knife long ago.
Bibi Dong's gaze flickered. Seeing that Yang Ming did not charge toward her, but instead chose to aid Tang Chen and Tang Hao, whose situation was already precarious, she inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
"Yang Ming!"
Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened. Seeing Yang Ming actually come after him of his own accord, he curled his lips into a vicious grin and said:
"There was a road to heaven, yet you refused to take it. Hell had no gate, yet you forced your way in! If you'd fled with your tail between your legs, finding you in this vast world would have been like fishing a needle out of the sea. Now you're courting death!"
Qian Daoliu had naturally witnessed the tragic deaths of Golden Crocodile Douluo, Dragon-Subduing Douluo, and Qian Jun Douluo, and engraved them in his heart. All three were trusted subordinates he had cultivated over many years. His hatred and killing