It was unclear whether Qian Renxue, who was undergoing her ninth trial, could hear Golden Crocodile Douluo's inner voice, but Bibi Dong had already noticed the six enshrined elders inside the Worship Hall, stubbornly holding out rather than kneeling before her.
Bibi Dong's figure flashed, and she appeared directly in front of the Worship Hall.
As she looked at the six enshrined elders before her, Bibi Dong's face was full of mockery and contempt.
"Now, let's see who can still protect you. Where is Qian Daoliu? Does he no longer dare to face this god?"
"Bibi Dong, what exactly do you want?"
"Kneel before me. You aren't qualified to speak to me yet."
The divine might radiating from Bibi Dong erupted again, forcibly crushing all six enshrined elders to their knees.
With such an enormous gulf in strength between them, the six elders were utterly helpless.
All they could do was glare fiercely at Bibi Dong, their faces burning with anger.
Bibi Dong's divine sense swiftly swept through the entire Worship Hall, but she found no trace of Qian Daoliu.
Only the Angel God Statue at the heart of the Worship Hall remained impenetrable to her divine sense.
"The Angel God? I've become a god myself now. You think a mere statue can stop me? Ridiculous."
Bibi Dong swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand, sending a slash straight across the Worship Hall toward the Angel God Statue.
"Stop!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo screamed with heart-rending anguish, but he could do nothing to stop Bibi Dong.
"You're far too noisy."
Bibi Dong slapped him from a distance. Golden Crocodile Douluo was sent flying into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Second Brother!" ×5
"Bibi Dong, kill us all if you have the guts! The Angel God will