Qian Daoliu Thrashes Bibi Dong

When Bibi Dong felt a towering killing intent envelop Pope Hall, her eyes widened and she rose warily to her feet.

Before her stood Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, clad in golden armor, his face cold and his expression silent.

A chill ran through Bibi Dong. Qian Daoliu's gaze had always been cold when he looked at her, but never so full of malice. Today, for some reason, killing intent seemed to be all that remained in his eyes.

As if she had done something unforgivable.

"Qian Daoliu, what is the meaning of this?" Bibi Dong rose from the Pope's throne. Nine Soul Rings appeared beneath her feet—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, and red—revealing her strength as a level 96 Titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu sensed the Death Aura, but his expression did not change. He merely raised a hand.

The towering phantom of a Six-Winged Angel appeared behind him.

Then three pairs of pure white wings spread from his back, and a sacred radiance began to shine from his entire body.

The Soul Pressure of a level 99 Limit Douluo bore down on all of Spirit Hall. The eight black Soul Rings and one red Soul Ring beneath his feet made Bibi Dong tense from head to toe.

Bibi Dong had no idea what had suddenly gotten into Qian Daoliu. Her eyes burned with venomous fury. With Rakshasa Divine Power inside her, she could not bring her full strength to bear. Against a level 99 Qian Daoliu, killing her would be no harder for him than kicking a stray dog to death.

"Where is Ranmo?" Qian Daoliu finally asked. His voice was utterly flat, as though he were speaking of someone who had nothing to do with him.

At his words, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes... No, that was not right. With the Death Spider Emperor possessing her, spider armor covered her body. She was as ugly as a monster and had three pairs of eyes. There was nothing beautiful about them.

"How would I know?" Bibi Dong replied coldly.

Qian Daoliu's face remained impassive. His fifth Soul Ring glimmered, and a Holy Sword shining with golden light appeared in his right hand. "Bibi Dong, I've given way to you time and again. It seems that made you think I wouldn't dare touch you..."

He took a slow step forward, the light around him growing ever brighter. "If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll have failed that child Ranmo!"

Remembering his disciple's bold, unrestrained smile, Qian Daoliu slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, only indifference remained.

"Death Domain!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Death Spider Emperor Avatar!"

Bibi Dong struck first with an angry shout. Poisonous gas flooded Pope Hall but spread no farther, because Qian Daoliu had used Soul Power to erect a Light Barrier, ensuring their battle would not harm anyone else.

Death Domain boosted all Bibi Dong's attributes by ten percent and lowered all her enemies' attributes by twenty percent. It also prevented them from using any concealment or teleportation skills. Most terrifying of all was its poisonous mist. Bibi Dong's Poison Attribute was at least as formidable as Dugu Bo's.

"Angel Domain!"

The moment the poisonous mist neared Qian Daoliu, a layer of sacred golden light burned it away.

When the Death Spider Emperor's once-overwhelming domain met the sacred Angel's Light, it dissolved in an instant, like fire quenched by icy water.

The Six-Winged Angel was the natural nemesis of Evil Soul Masters, and Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor already carried an Evil Attribute. Besides, from the moment she devoured Qian Xunji's soul, she could be considered an Evil Soul Master herself.

The holy light drove back the darkness.

Bibi Dong saw Qian Daoliu suddenly appear before her and instinctively took a step back. Then she swung a razor-sharp spider leg at him.

Slash—!

The Holy Sword met Bibi Dong's Spider Spear. There was no brief stalemate, only a spider leg sent flying.

Before Bibi Dong could even cry out in pain, Qian Daoliu's Holy Sword came slashing down in a flurry.

His swordsmanship was exceptional. Even wielding a weapon like the Holy Sword against a blunt weapon like Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer, he had been able to hold his own for a time. That alone showed how skilled he was with a blade.

When Chen Xin's father, Chen Jianjun, had challenged Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu had not defeated him by overwhelming him with a higher level. He had won through superior swordsmanship.

Bibi Dong was beaten so badly she could not fight back. If this continued, she truly felt the old man Qian Daoliu might beat her to death.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Spider Emperor Clone!"

Bibi Dong's Eighth Soul Ring lit up. With a roar, she created a Clone identical to herself. It possessed one hundred percent of her strength, but could use only her first seven Soul Skills and had to be controlled with her Mental Power.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Blood-Sucking Spider Thorn!" The Clone activated its Martial Soul Avatar and unleashed its Sixth Soul Skill at full power.

Qian Daoliu did not even turn his head. He simply hurled the Holy Sword from his hand.

The Holy Sword pierced the Clone and pinned her to a wall of Pope Hall. Fortunately, Qian Daoliu had shielded the entire hall with Soul Power. Otherwise, that casual strike alone might have brought it crashing down.

The blood-sucking thorns could not penetrate Qian Daoliu's Angel Protection at all.

Bibi Dong froze for a moment. She had not expected a Limit Douluo to be this powerful.

Taking revenge on the Qian Family and Spirit Hall would be fraught with difficulty. But she soon had no time to think about it.

Qian Daoliu's Holy Sword was pinning down Bibi Dong's Clone. That meant he was using nothing but his fists now.

Golden fists rained down on Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong roared in fury, but it did her no good.

Every attack she launched seemed like child's play before Qian Daoliu.

Fighting back only made his assault fiercer. His fists even began to pound her face.

Bibi Dong's hideous spider face was beaten bloody. Before long, Qian Daoliu found his fists unsatisfying. Barely caring about his gentlemanly image, he began kicking her savagely.

If Bibi Dong had not used her Ninth Soul Skill, Immortal Body, she might have died right there in Pope Hall.

Qian Daoliu planted a foot on Bibi Dong's chest and recalled the Holy Sword to his hand.

Bibi Dong glared at him with hatred. Her Spider Emperor Clone had vanished long ago, yet he had waited until now to recall the Holy Sword. The old bastard had absolutely wanted to beat her with his fists.

"Come on, Qian Daoliu! Kill me!" Bibi Dong stared at the sword's tip and roared hoarsely. "I won't let you off even as a ghost! This is all the Qian Family's fault, all Spirit Hall's fault! If it weren't for your family, how would Xiaogang and I have been torn apart?"

"And that wretched child—I should have strangled her the moment she was born..."

"Shut up!" Qian Daoliu's expression did not change, but he drove the Holy Sword through Bibi Dong's head.

Bibi Dong barely managed to use her Ninth Soul Skill, surviving the thrust.

But the Holy Sword remained lodged in her head.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, then spoke abruptly. "Bibi Dong, this matter is far from over. Just you wait!"

With that, Qian Daoliu turned into a streak of light and vanished from Pope Hall. He had come in haste and left just as quickly.

Only Bibi Dong remained, a Holy Sword sticking out of her head, dazed in the empty hall.