Seal Bibi Dong

To Lan Yu's surprise, Bibi Dong forced down her anger and said with more bluster than conviction, "Don't make me do this the hard way.

We both have gods behind us. Even if I kill you, the god backing you might not be able to do a thing to me."

Lan Yu laughed. "So when the soft approach fails, you turn to threats? You've picked the wrong target. I don't respond to either."

That made Bibi Dong laugh in spite of herself.

"Heh. Then let's see what you're capable of!"

With that, Bibi Dong summoned her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul.

The Death Spider Emperor was undeniably ugly. If she hadn't possessed Twin Martial Souls, there was no way Bibi Dong would have become Qian Xunji's disciple.

"Summon that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast of yours. Don't say I bullied you."

"You still think it's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Bibi Dong, are you really so sure you can beat me? Aren't you afraid today might end with you falling into my hands?"

"Enough talk!"

A massive spiderweb swept toward Lan Yu.

Lan Yu flashed aside, dodging the web as he summoned the Jadeplume Terrorshroom.

At the sight of the Jadeplume Terrorshroom, the greed in Bibi Dong's eyes intensified.

But she did not strike at it directly. Instead, she summoned several Spider Spears, thrusting them at Lan Yu while blocking the Jadeplume Terrorshroom's movements.

The Jadeplume Terrorshroom swung its tail, knocking the incoming Spider Spears aside. Once it had steadied itself, dozens of Grass Element Missiles shot from its tail toward Bibi Dong.

"Thorn Spider Armor!"

Whether Bibi Dong was too confident in herself or had completely underestimated the Jadeplume Terrorshroom, she made no attempt to dodge. She took the Grass Element Missiles head-on.

The result was miserable. The Thorn Spider Armor shattered, and even her papal robes were torn apart, exposing patches of ash-stained skin. There was nothing alluring about it.

Lan Yu shook his head, looking almost regretful. "Whoever said you had no brains was right, Bibi Dong. Taking missiles to the face? I almost have to admire you."

Lan Yu's taunt finally pushed Bibi Dong over the edge.

"Die! Seventh Spirit Ability: Death Spider Emperor Avatar!"

Bibi Dong immediately activated her Martial Soul Avatar. Transformed into the Death Spider Emperor, she looked uglier than ever.

Lan Yu kept taunting her, as though he meant to drive her into a frenzy.

"Bibi Dong, no wonder Xiaogang doesn't want you. Who'd want you looking like that?

Yu Xiaogang probably never liked you at all. Not long after leaving Spirit City, he got together with his cousin Liu Erlong.

You were just a stepping stone to Yu Xiaogang. He used you and threw you away, yet you still can't stop thinking about him. It's laughable. Have you no self-respect?"

The taunts worked. Rage swallowed the last of Bibi Dong's reason.

"Yue Guan! Gui Mei! Get out here!"

Two figures appeared with a pair of whooshes: Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, one on either side of Lan Yu.

"Bibi Dong, so you had an ambush ready. Looks like you never intended to work with me. You planned to turn on me from the start."

"You brought this on yourself. Don't blame me."

"Hmph. If you think this means you've got me, you're badly mistaken."

Lan Yu released a Spore Cloud. Bibi Dong saw it and shouted, "What are you two idiots waiting for? Move!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo moved. But Bibi Dong, blinded by anger, failed to notice anything strange about them.

Their eighteen Soul Rings merged together as they unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Nether River Domain.

Bibi Dong finally smiled when she saw them complete the Nether River Domain. A moment later, the smile froze on her face.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had turned on her. The Nether River Domain enveloped Bibi Dong instead, pinning her in place.

"The total amount of happiness in the world never changes. When a smile disappears from one person's face, it blooms on another's. Wouldn't you agree, Bibi Dong?"

Bibi Dong did not answer. She poured out Soul Power, struggling frantically to break through the Nether River Domain.

At her current level of strength, she might have broken through Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's Nether River Domain quickly if she held nothing back.

So as Lan Yu spoke, an Ice-shroom appeared in his hand.

"Explode!"

The Ice-shroom burst apart, instantly freezing the space for several miles around.

Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo were all trapped in the ice.

"Sealing Spore!"

Lan Yu used Sealing Spore. The spores entered Bibi Dong's body and sealed every meridian, leaving her completely unable to control her Soul Power.

"That should do it!"

Then Lan Yu remembered that Bibi Dong had hunted down Xiao Wu's mother, Ah Rou. He wondered whether Ah Rou's soul was still there.

Ordinarily, even after a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was hunted down, its soul would remain in its Soul Ring and Soul Bone for a long time.

With that, Lan Yu released Bibi Dong from the ice and walked over, looking down at her.

Bibi Dong could no longer feel her Soul Power. Panic seized her.

"What did you do to me? What did you do to me? Ah..."

When Bibi Dong lunged at him, Lan Yu raised a hand and knocked her unconscious.

"What a madwoman!"

Fungal Threads on the ground wrapped Bibi Dong into a cocoon.

Lan Yu closed his eyes and guided the Fungal Threads deep into her body, even into her Martial Soul and Soul Rings.

"She's still there. I just don't know if she can be saved."

With considerable effort, Lan Yu separated Ah Rou's soul from the Soul Ring and sent it into the Mycelium Network.

During the process, Lan Yu brushed against the Rakshasa God's mark within Bibi Dong's soul.

The mark activated, summoning a fragment of the Rakshasa God's divine consciousness.

"How dare you lay a hand on my successor?"

Lan Yu looked at the divine consciousness that had descended without a trace of fear.

"Rakshasa God? I attacked her. What are you going to do about it?"

The Rakshasa God's divine consciousness focused, intending to teach Lan Yu a lesson. But her divine pressure had no effect on him.

"Hmph! Where did this fly come from? Does she think the Sage Lord of Fungi won't fight back?"

Bifulong struck back. Even that slight retaliation dealt the Rakshasa God a substantial blow.

"So you have a god backing you too. I misjudged you. How about doing me a favor?"

"Oh? And what can you offer me?"

It would be a waste not to wring some benefit out of this. Lan Yu had no intention of passing up the chance.

"What do you want?"

At the Rakshasa God's question, Lan Yu could not think of anything she had that he needed.