"Insolence!"
The doors of the Papal Hall silently opened, and a figure walked out from within.
Bibi Dong wore a golden gown and the Nine-Curve Purple-Gold Crown. Her steps were neither hurried nor slow, each one falling upon some invisible rhythm.
She released no Soul Power and revealed no Soul Rings, yet the air across the entire square seemed to sink in that instant.
The pressure of a Level 99 Limit Douluo did not need to be deliberately unleashed. So long as she stood there, everyone within a hundred zhang knew of her presence.
From the direction of Spirit Hall's Elder Hall, seven figures rose into the air and landed behind Bibi Dong.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood at the front. Behind him were Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Ling Yuan Douluo, Holy Dragon Douluo, and two veteran Titled Douluo.
The seven stood in a line as two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.
The auras of seven Titled Douluo twisted together into a single force, like a wall blocking the front of the Papal Hall.
"Your Body Sect has mobilized its entire force to come to my Spirit Hall. What business do you have here?"
Bibi Dong's face was livid.
From the corner of her eye, she glanced toward the Worship Hall, yet not a single person appeared.
It seemed the Worship Hall did not particularly care that the Body Sect had come knocking. Those people had a fairly good relationship with Qian Renxue.
"Has Your Holiness forgotten?"
"You were the one who attacked my disciple first. Why are you pretending to be innocent now?"
Du Busi sneered.
He had come today to beat Bibi Dong up. Though the Pope had erupted with the aura of Level 99, her actual combat strength was at most Level 98.
According to records from the ten-thousand-year history of the Douluo Continent, while Bibi Dong underwent the Rakshasa God's Divine Trial, she had to divert Soul Power to suppress the Rakshasa backlash. Most of the time, she could only wield the strength of Level 97.
As a Level 99 Limit 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.
Given Ye Chen's cultivation speed, Du Busi completely believed that Ye Chen would become a god before both Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.
Especially Bibi Dong. She would take far too long to become a god, and could not compare to either Qian Renxue or Tang San.
"Your Body Sect killed Elder Ghost of my Spirit Hall. Was that not enough?"
Bibi Dong's aura erupted.
Unfortunately, her impressive but hollow aura could not suppress Du Busi at all.
Most infuriating of all, 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 did."
Du Busi pointed at Bibi Dong.
They had deployed ten Titled Douluo this time, while the other side had only sent out eight. The advantage was theirs.
So 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 Worship Hall's 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 ground into the dirt by a sect?
"Bibi Dong, let's settle this with our fists!"
"Let this Sect Master see whether you, a Level 99 Limit Douluo, are the real deal."
Du Busi threw back his head and roared.
If he truly faced Qian Daoliu, Du Busi was not absolutely certain 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 have contended against Qian Daoliu wielding the Angel God's divine power. But things were different now.
He had successfully absorbed two Immortal Herbs, broken through to Level 99 Limit Douluo, and even condensed a Spatial Soul Core of Yin-Yang Complementarity.
So long as no Deity descended, no one on the Douluo Continent could kill him.
"Body Sect Master, you are courting death!"
Bibi Dong's eyes nearly split open in fury.
She had thought that after the Body Sect killed Ghost Douluo, they were merely making threats.
Yet the Body Sect Master had truly arrived in Spirit City with nine Titled Douluo in tow.
"Martial Soul Avatar!"
Du Busi began to transform.
His skin gradually shifted from its normal color to a dark, inky green, like aged bronze steeped in deadly poison emerging from beneath his flesh.
Fine dark patterns surfaced across his exposed skin, like veins of poison flowing beneath it. They spread from his collarbones and shoulder blades, down his arms, and all the way to his fingertips.
His inky green hair flowed down from the crown of his head to the back of his neck. Standing there, he looked like a statue cast from poisonous bronze.
Three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings spread out beneath his feet in succession. Their red halos reflected off his inky green skin like three bloody marks in the night.
Under Du Busi's Martial Soul Avatar, his body itself became a source of poison.
His poisonous mist had already broken free of the restrictions of Soul Skills and become a bodily instinct.
He did not need to release a Soul Skill, consume Soul Power, or deliberately control it. The poisonous mist slowly flowed around him like a living veil of inky green gauze, forever corroding every inch of space it touched.
So powerful!
Bibi Dong secretly thought.
Even compared to Qian Daoliu, their strength was evenly matched.
In particular, Du Busi's Soul Ring configuration was two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red.
He had clearly never undergone a Divine Trial. He had cultivated to the pinnacle through his own strength.
In this regard, the Body Sect Master greatly resembled Tang Chen, the founding ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect. He and Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi had taken entirely different paths.
"Martial Soul Avatar!"
Bibi Dong's body blurred, as if something had wrapped around her.
Purple-black light surged from within her, covering her entire body and condensing into a shell of armor.
Eight slender spider legs stabbed out from her back. Purple-black carapace covered her chest, shoulders, and back, while dark purple patterns spread outward across the ground beneath her skirt like a web.
She stood at the center of that web, her eyes having turned entirely purple-black. A dark red glow slowly pulsed deep within her pupils.
Even the light in the square outside Spirit City dimmed by half a shade beneath her feet.
Immediately afterward, the phantom of a massive Death Spider Emperor slowly emerged. Its eight spider legs spread wide, and its purple-black carapace was covered in dark red patterns, like countless blood vessels throbbing beneath its shell.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Death Feast!"
Du Busi raised his hand and unleashed a hundred-thousand-year Soul Skill.
Inky green poisonous mist exploded from his body like an enormous flower blooming across the square.
Wherever the poisonous mist passed, the ground rapidly blackened, cracked, and collapsed. Like an invisible maw, it devoured everything in its path.
Purple-black light surged in Bibi Dong's eyes as all eight spider legs stabbed into the ground, attempting to withstand that devouring force with her own Soul Power.
The web patterns beneath her feet blazed to their utmost brilliance, yet the poisonous mist still forced her backward.
Three rings of inky green poison waves continuously spread and closed around her feet, like tides crashing against a reef again and again.
Bibi Dong's spider legs plowed eight deep trenches through the ground. Stone slabs shattered and flew everywhere 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 and dripped from her chin onto the shattered stone slabs.
"Your Holiness!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was just about to make his move.
As the Pope's foremost lackey, his status had declined after Ghost Douluo's death.
Now that Bibi Dong had been wounded by Du Busi, it was the perfect time to show his loyalty.
"Our young master has a good relationship with your young master."
"If you insist on helping that woman Bibi Dong, then do not blame our Body Sect for being impolite."
The Golden Body Elder coldly watched the crowd.
His Level 97 aura erupted completely, making the faces of Spirit Hall's seven elders change dramatically. Jin Peng's strength clearly far surpassed theirs.
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