Tang Sanniang Encountered a Stunning Beauty at the Great Soul Arena-Cross-Dressing Bu Le's Heartfelt Confession!

Bi Donghai!

That Bi Donghai again!

Not only did he want to turn Yu Xiaogang into a woman, he intended to take him as a trophy and marry him alongside another man... no, another female version of Tang San!

This was humiliation! The ultimate humiliation for her, Bibi Dong, and all of Spirit Hall!

[Qian Renxue: "Unforgivable... the me in this world has actually sunk this low! Not only has she sullied Mother's name, she's done something this utterly outrageous! She deserves to die!!"]

Disguised as Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue clenched her fists inside her sleeves until her knuckles went white. Her nails dug deep into her palms, and a trickle of blood seeped between her fingers, yet she felt nothing.

The entire viewing area had turned into a pot of boiling porridge.

[Dai Mubai: "I... I take back what I said earlier. Compared to Spirit Hall, the disgrace the Star Luo Royal Family suffered is just one hair off nine oxen..."]

Looking at that sea of muscle formed by thirty thousand hulking men, he felt as though a giant steamroller were repeatedly crushing his worldview.

[Oscar: "Thirty thousand... 'Chrysanthemum Overlords'? Good heavens, if that army marched on Suotuo City, could it last even a minute?"]

[Ma Hongjun: "Is that the point? The point is the Pope's wedding! Brother San and Grandmaster... urgh! No, the image is too vivid! I can't take it!"]

[Ning Rongrong: "(quietly to Zhu Zhuqing) Zhuqing, look at Tang San's face..."]

Zhu Zhuqing followed her gaze. Tang San stood there, his face no longer livid but almost deathly gray. The blue silver grass around him lashed madly at the ground, leaving deep gouges. His eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous aura seeping from his very bones lowered the surrounding temperature by several degrees.

Humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation!