Bright Holy Dragon, Ultimate Light, Soaring Above the Nine Heavens

"Many thanks to all of you, Grandfathers, for your help!" Ye Cangming clasped his hands toward the Chief Pontiffs. "There's no time to lose. Grandfather Golden Crocodile, shall we set off now?!"

"There's no time to lose. We leave now!" Golden Crocodile Douluo said.

Afterward, the Six Chief Pontiffs and Ye Cangming left the Offering Hall and arrived at the vast square outside it.

Release martial soul! Ye Cangming thought to himself.

With a resounding dragon roar, golden light erupted around Ye Cangming, and incomparably pure Soul Power of ultimate light burst forth.

A hundred-meter-long golden dragon slowly condensed in the night sky. It was none other than Ye Cangming's Bright Holy Dragon Spirit.

Its dragon eyes shone in the night sky like blazing suns, radiating golden light and majestic dragon might.

The Bright Holy Dragon lowered its head. Ye Cangming flashed forward and landed directly atop its head. "Grandfather Golden Crocodile, Grandfather Qingluan, Grandfather Xionglishi, come aboard as well. The Bright Holy Dragon is incredibly fast—we can reach the Star Dou Great Forest in the shortest possible time!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Guangling Douluo, and Xionglishi Douluo exchanged glances, then rose into the air and transformed into three streaks of light, landing behind Ye Cangming.

"Xiao Ye, go and return quickly!" Guangling Douluo called to Ye Cangming. "Become a god as soon as possible. We're still waiting to attend your wedding with Xiao Xue!"

"I will!" Ye Cangming replied. Then he looked at the three behind him. "Grandfather Golden Crocodile, steady yourselves. We're setting off!"

The Bright Holy Dragon's body suddenly trembled. Then, amid gusts of wild wind, it transformed into a streak of golden light that tore through the night sky, carrying Ye Cangming and the others toward the Star Dou Great Forest at astonishing speed.

"Let's go back as well. If Bibi Dong encounters any trouble, we should help if we can." Guangling Douluo looked at the brothers Qianjun and Jiangmo.

The resounding dragon roar echoed throughout Spirit City. Nearly everyone could hear this dragon roar.

Meanwhile, within the Pontiff Palace, Bibi Dong, dressed in a luxurious robe, sat upon the Pontiff's throne. The sudden dragon roar startled her out of her thoughts.

She rose to her feet and slowly walked out of the hall. Outside, she gazed at the receding streak of golden light in the night sky, confusion flashing through her beautiful eyes.

"What is that? Ye Cangming's Bright Holy Dragon Spirit? What a repulsive aura! And people from the Offering Hall too?"

Bibi Dong furrowed her delicate brows and murmured to herself, "At a time like this, leaving Spirit City right now—what on earth are they planning to do?! Are they going out for revenge too?"

"Chrysanthemum Elder, Ghost Elder, where are you!" Bibi Dong called.

Two figures instantly appeared before Bibi Dong. They were Yue Guan and Guimei.

The two immediately dropped to one knee and respectfully said, "We are here! What are your orders, Your Holiness?!"

Bibi Dong slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at them. "I ordered you to assemble the Spirit Hall Empire's army. How is the progress? When can it march?!"

Yue Guan hurriedly replied, "Reporting to Your Holiness, the Soul Masters from the major passes and principalities have nearly all assembled."

"In a few more days, the army will be able to march on all fronts, sweep through the Two Great Empires, and completely unify the Douluo Continent!"

"Accelerate even faster!" A hint of madness flashed in the depths of Bibi Dong's eyes. "The Great Pontiff left Spirit City to avenge Xiao Xue, and he must be butchering everything in sight by now!"

"The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family is probably already exterminated by the Great Pontiff. The entire Heaven Dou Empire will fall into paralysis!"

"With the Heaven Dou Empire leaderless and fighting among themselves, this is the best time for us to take it!" Bibi Dong said.

"The only one we need to fight head-on is the Star Luo Empire! Of course, if the Great Pontiff is ruthless enough, he likely won't spare the Star Luo Empire's royal family either!"

"A Peerless Douluo bent solely on revenge cannot be stopped by any force on this continent! Unless another Peerless Douluo appears!"

Yue Guan and Guimei exchanged glances upon hearing this. They too knew that the Young Lord of Spirit Hall had already fallen.

The Great Pontiff regarded the Young Lord as everything, yet the Young Lord had died in the Heaven Dou Empire. One could easily imagine the fate awaiting the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family!

Moreover, perhaps the Great Pontiff would not spare a single person connected to the Young Lord's death! Every one of them would be purged by the Great Pontiff!

They were Titled Douluo themselves, and Rank 95 Titled Douluo at that. They knew well that above Rank 95, every rank was an entirely new realm!

And the Great Pontiff, a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo, was clearly the strongest existence in the world!

"We obey! We will accelerate the assembly of the Spirit Hall Empire's army as quickly as possible!" Neither of them dared to neglect this matter. After speaking, they left.

After the two departed, Bibi Dong stared into the night and murmured, "Kill... keep killing. The more people who die, the better."

"The Heaven Dou Empire? The Star Luo Empire? Heh heh! Once war begins, all those who die fighting against the Two Great Empires and Spirit Hall will become nourishment for my ascension as the Rakshasa God!"

She had once been deeply resistant to this method of devouring. The only time she had used it was when she devoured Qian Xunji to begin the Rakshasa God's trials.

But now, none of that mattered anymore. Ever since learning that her daughter Qian Renxue had died, she no longer cared.

How many people would die because of her on this continent? She did not care! She had only one thought: become a god as soon as possible and become the Rakshasa God!

"Xiao Xue... my daughter." Two streams of tears slid from Bibi Dong's eyes, which were filled with remorse and self-blame.

"It was all Mother's fault. Mother wronged you! Back then, Mother should not have placed her hatred for Qian Xunji upon you."

"Mother should not have been so eager to launch the Soul Hunting Operation. If I had not rushed things, you would not have accelerated that plan, exposed your identity, or died in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Wait for Mother. Wait for Mother to inherit the Rakshasa God's divine position. Even if I must turn this world into purgatory, Mother will revive you!"

She deeply regretted it. Why had she failed to see her own heart back then? Why had she treated Qian Renxue that way?!

This was her own flesh and blood! Blood was thicker than water—she was her mother!

But now, even if she came to her senses, it was already too late. Xiao Xue was dead, and without becoming a god, she could not revive her.

Back then, she had not understood her own heart. She hated Qian Xunji and hated the Qian Family, regarding Qian Renxue as her shame!

She had even considered destroying Spirit Hall and wiping out the Qian Family's legacy.

But now Xiao Xue was dead. She had seen through her own heart and realized that she was not truly such a heartless person, but it was already too late for anything she could say.

Only by becoming a god—only by becoming a god and reviving Xiao Xue—could she ease the remorse and self-blame in her heart.