Itadori Elbows Bibi Dong!

"Brother Itadori, I'll be praying to the Divine Ancestor's statue for a while, so forgive me for not seeing you out." Eyes closed, Qian Daoliu spoke apologetically as he prayed to the Angel God's statue.

"I understand." Itadori turned and left.

Qian Daoliu's meaning was perfectly clear.

He was just an old man praying before a statue. He could see nothing and hear nothing. Just don't kill anyone.

Clearly, Qian Daoliu had plenty against Bibi Dong too. She had damaged the reputation Spirit Hall had built over ten thousand years and hurt Ranmo and Xue'er. Only his principles and the guilt he felt toward her had stopped him from crippling her cultivation long ago and reducing her to a tool for producing heirs for Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong stood there for a long time before heading toward Pope Hall.

Her feelings were tangled. Qian Renxue was her daughter, after all. Had it really been right to speak to her that way?

As she dwelled on it, Bibi Dong suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Why had the air suddenly turned so cold?

"Who's there?!" Bibi Dong stopped.

A crushing Soul Pressure descended. Bibi Dong found herself unable to move, and alarm surged through her.

This Soul Pressure... It might be even stronger than Qian Daoliu's!

She immediately activated Martial Soul Possession.

"Dismantle!"

An invisible slash swept toward her.

Half of one of Bibi Dong's Spider Legs was severed.

"Aagh!"

Her Martial Soul damaged, Bibi Dong let out an agonized scream.

By then, Itadori had appeared beside her.

The moment Bibi Dong saw him, she switched her Martial Soul to the Soul-Devouring Pearl Emperor and attacked.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Eternal Cre—"

"Blood Manipulation!"

Before Eternal Creation could activate, a blood-red spike pierced Bibi Dong's body, and blood bound her in place.