Bibi Dong of the Papal Hall VS Du Busi of the Body Sect

"Insolence!"

The doors of the Papal Hall opened soundlessly, and a figure emerged from within.

Bibi Dong wore a golden gown and the Nine-Curve Purple-Gold Crown. Her pace was unhurried, every step falling upon some invisible rhythm.

She released no Soul Power and displayed no Soul Rings, yet in that instant, the air throughout the entire square seemed to sink.

The pressure of Rank 99 needed no deliberate release. So long as she stood there, everyone within a hundred zhang knew she was present.

From the direction of Spirit Hall's Elders' Hall, seven figures rose into the air and landed behind Bibi Dong.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood at the forefront. Behind him were Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Ling Yuan Douluo, Holy Dragon Douluo, and two elder Titled Douluo.

The seven stood in a row as two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings lit up at once.

The auras of seven Titled Douluo twisted together into a single force, like a wall stretched across the front of the Papal Hall.

"Your Body Sect has come out in full force. What business do you have at my Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's face was livid.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced toward the Worship Hall, yet not a single person had appeared.

It seemed the Worship Hall did not care much that the Body Sect had come knocking. Those people had a decent relationship with Qian Renxue.

"Has Your Holiness forgotten?"

"You were the one who attacked my disciple first, yet now you're pretending to be innocent?"

Du Busi sneered.

He had come today to beat Bibi Dong up. Though the Pope had erupted with the aura of Rank 99, her actual combat strength was at most Rank 98.

According to records from Douluo Continent's ten-thousand-year history, while Bibi Dong underwent the Rakshasa God's trial, she had to divert Soul Power to suppress the Rakshasa backlash. Most of the time, she could only wield the strength of Rank 97.

As a Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo, Du Busi naturally did not take Bibi Dong seriously.

By the time Bibi Dong became a god, Ye Chen would likely have become one long ago. The Body Sect still would not fear Rakshasa God Bibi Dong in the slightest.

With Ye Chen's cultivation speed, Du Busi would fully believe it if someone said Ye Chen would become a god before both Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong in particular took far too long to become a god. She could not compare with either Qian Renxue or Tang San.

"Your Body Sect killed an Elder Ghost of my Spirit Hall. Isn't that enough?"

Bibi Dong's aura erupted from her entire body.

Unfortunately, her impressive but hollow aura could not suppress Du Busi at all.

What angered her most was that Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's Two Extremes Static Domain could no longer be unleashed at all.

The value of Chrysanthemum Douluo alone was far below the effect the two could produce together.

"Of course it isn't enough! You must pay for what you've done."

Du Busi pointed at Bibi Dong.

They had deployed ten Titled Douluo this time, while the other side had sent out eight. The advantage was theirs.

As long as Qian Renxue did not fall out with Ye Chen, the Worship Hall would most likely not intervene. After all, Du Busi was only here to cause trouble for Bibi Dong.

Some of the consecrates even hoped Du Busi would teach Bibi Dong a lesson.

"Arrogant!"

Bibi Dong shouted furiously.

She represented the dignity of Spirit Hall. How could she allow herself to be trampled underfoot by a mere sect?

"Bibi Dong, let's settle this with our fists!"

"Let this sect master see whether your Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo title is watered down."

Du Busi threw back his head and roared.

Against Qian Daoliu, Du Busi had no absolute certainty of victory. Of course, it would be equally difficult for Qian Daoliu to defeat him.

Without the Snow Colored Swan Kiss, Du Busi truly could not contend against Qian Daoliu drawing upon the Angel God's divine power. But things were different now.

He had successfully absorbed two Immortal Herbs, broken through to Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo, and condensed a Spatial Soul Core with complementary yin and yang.

So long as no god appeared, no one on Douluo Continent could kill him.

"Body Sect Master, you're courting death!"

Bibi Dong's eyes nearly split with rage.

She had thought that after killing Ghost Douluo, the Body Sect was merely making empty threats.

Yet the Body Sect Master had actually brought nine Titled Douluo and descended upon Spirit City in full force.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

Du Busi began to transform.

His skin slowly changed from its normal tone into a dark, inky green, as though aged bronze soaked in virulent poison had risen from beneath his flesh.

Dense, dark markings emerged across his exposed skin, like veins of poison flowing beneath the surface. They spread from his collarbones, shoulders, and arms all the way to his fingertips.

His inky green hair flowed down from his crown to the nape of his neck. Standing there, he resembled a statue cast from poisonous bronze.

Three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings spread beneath his feet in succession, their red halos reflecting off his inky green skin like three bloody streaks in the night.

Under Du Busi's Martial Soul Avatar, his body itself became the source of poison.

His poisonous mist had already transcended the limits of soul skills and become a physical instinct.

He needed neither to use a soul skill nor expend Soul Power or consciously control it. Poisonous mist slowly flowed around him like a living veil of inky green gauze, eternally corroding every inch of space it touched.

So strong!

Bibi Dong secretly thought.

Even compared to Qian Daoliu, their strengths were evenly matched.

Especially Du Busi's Soul Ring configuration: two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red.

He had clearly never undergone a divine trial. He had cultivated to the peak through his own strength.

In this regard, the Body Sect Master was very similar to Tang Chen, the founding ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect. He had taken a completely different path from Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

Bibi Dong's body blurred, as though something had enveloped her.

Purple-black radiance poured from within her, covering her entire body and condensing into an armor-like shell of light.

Eight slender spider legs stabbed out from her back. Purple-black carapace covered her chest, shoulders, and back, while dark purple patterns spread outward beneath her skirt along the ground, unfurling like a web.

She stood at the center of the web, her eyes having turned entirely purple-black. Dim red light slowly flickered in the depths of her pupils.

The light across the plaza outside Spirit City dimmed by half a shade beneath her feet.

Immediately afterward, the phantom of an enormous Death Spider Emperor slowly emerged. Its eight spider legs spread wide, its purple-black shell covered in dark red patterns like countless blood vessels pulsing beneath the carapace.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Death Feast!"

Du Busi raised a hand and unleashed his Hundred-Thousand-Year soul skill.

Inky green poisonous mist exploded from his body, blooming across the square like a gigantic flower.

Wherever the poisonous mist passed, the ground rapidly blackened, cracked, and collapsed. Like an invisible enormous maw, it devoured everything in its path.

Purple-black light surged in Bibi Dong's eyes. Her eight spider legs pierced the ground at once as she attempted to resist that devouring force with her own Soul Power.

The web patterns beneath her feet shone to their utmost brilliance, yet the poisonous mist still forced her backward.

Three rings of inky green poisonous waves repeatedly spread and closed beneath her feet, like tides battering a reef again and again.

Bibi Dong's spider legs plowed eight deep furrows across the ground. Stone slabs shattered and flew as she was forced to slide sideways more than ten steps before barely stopping beneath Spirit City's stairs.

A trace of dark red blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, ran down her chin, and dripped onto the shattered stone slabs.

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was just about to make a move.

As the Pope's foremost lackey, his status had declined somewhat after Ghost Douluo's death.

Now that Bibi Dong had been injured by Du Busi, this was the perfect time to display his loyalty.

"My young master has a good relationship with your young master."

"If you insist on helping that woman Bibi Dong, don't blame our Body Sect for showing no courtesy."

Elder Golden Body looked coldly at the crowd.

His Rank 97 aura erupted completely, causing the seven Spirit Hall elders' expressions to change drastically. Jin Peng's strength clearly far exceeded theirs.