As expected, the blood-red light did not dare approach the Evil God King. It circled his palm once, then obediently entered Bibi Dong's body.
The moment the divine light entered her, Bibi Dong shuddered. It felt as though a giant hand had seized her Soul Power, body, and soul and was hauling them upward with all its might.
The sensation was a hundred times more intense than when she had undergone the Rakshasa God Trial. It was like being thrown into a furnace, every inch of her mortal body burned through by its fiercest flames, then forged anew.
But she made no sound. She only gritted her teeth and endured it.
Her Soul Power surged. Her meridians widened, her Dantian was rebuilt, and a torrent flooded her soul, transforming it inch by inch toward divinity.
Before long, her Soul Power reached level one hundred, while her body and soul entered the Divine Realm one after the other.
That power surged through her like a tide, more than ten times stronger than when she had been a Demigod. It was greater even than she had imagined when she had gazed up at the Rakshasa God Statue in the Rakshasa Secret Realm.
Seeing that she was nearing her limit, the Evil God King lifted his chin and crooked a finger.
The Rakshasa God Statue's third eye snapped open. A dark red, almost black Million-Year Soul Ring flew out of its stone eye, bound in countless Rakshasa Seals. Like a black dragon chained for ten thousand years, it struggled and roared, its ferocity filling the hall.
"The Rakshasa God really is stingy. All these seals, even for her own successor."
The Evil God King curled his lip and swept his sleeve. Black mist became nine sharp claws that tore the seals from the