The newcomer was tall and graceful, a strikingly beautiful mature woman. Her long platinum-blonde hair fell in loose, voluminous curls, swept high on one side and cascading over her shoulder on the other.
Her features were exquisite, the slightly upturned corners of her eyes tracing an alluring yet defiant curve. A black mask with an openwork thorn pattern covered her right eye, while a pitch-black, crown-shaped facepiece rested over her forehead, lending her an even more uncanny, regal air.
A broad shawl of burgundy and dark purple draped over her shoulders, and black lace gloves reaching her upper arms covered her delicate hands. A sumptuous gown hugged her devilishly voluptuous figure, her breasts rising proudly like jade peaks. The skirt was slit from the side of her waist, revealing expanses of enticing pale skin, with glimpses of two exceptionally firm, shapely, long legs between its folds.
Without a doubt, she was an elegant, aristocratic, bewitching beauty who could set countless men's hearts racing, yet the biting chill in her every movement also made countless people shrink back.
"Who dares stand in my way?! Give me your name!" The woman sneered, supporting her towering jade peaks with one arm, a trace of disdain crossing her face.
Facing her was another mature woman brimming with charm, though her otherwise full, alluring figure paled in comparison to La Signora's.
She wore her purple-to-gray hair in a neat, short cut, and her features were finely sculpted. A black-and-gold Scale-Patterned Battle Outfit clung to her body, outlining its full, flowing curves. Fine gilded scale patterns covered her armor, their dark golden sheen shifting in the light. Against her black attire, her two exposed, enticing shoulders looked as white as snow.
"Hmph! Level ninety-one Power Attack System Douluo, titled Ling Yuan!"
As Ling Yuan Douluo spoke, nine Soul Rings slowly appeared beneath her feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black. At the same time, her imposing aura surged. Threads of scorching fire seeped from her skin, warping the air around her as her terrifying presence bore down on the mysterious woman opposite her.
"Who are you?! How dare you lay a hand on the Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall?!"
"You aren't worthy of knowing my name!"
Bibi Dong was equally astonished as she looked at Ling Yuan Douluo standing before her. Even she had not known that a Titled Douluo had been following her to protect her. Now, however, she felt much more at ease.
Ji Feng's expression, meanwhile, had changed dramatically. He raised an arm and pointed at the woman confronting Ling Yuan, almost trembling, too shocked to speak.
At the same time, the network in his mind had already erupted into frantic discussion.
[Where did she come from?! Did Snezhnaya cross over too?! Kokomi, hurry up and tell me where she came from!]
He roared inwardly.
[Isn't that La Signora, the Eighth Fatui Harbinger?! Didn't they say the Raiden Shogun had already killed her? Why is she in this world?]
Kokomi found it equally unbelievable. Even setting aside the fact that Rosalyne was already dead, how could she possibly have come to the Douluo Continent?
[...Wait, didn't you summon her?]
Nahida was puzzled.
[No! If I'd summoned her, why would I be surprised?! I've been with Ah Yin this whole time. When would I have had time to summon her?!]
[Don't be afraid. Even if Snezhnaya really has appeared here, there's no need to panic. After all, I, Lesser Lord Kusanali Nahida, am here. One of the Seven against another-there's nothing to fear.]
Nahida thought for a moment, then offered him reassurance.
[...Seriously, how can you be so thick-skinned?! Even if the Tsaritsa let you fight her without using either hand, you still couldn't beat her! With only these local Douluo materials to work with, what good is your brilliant mind? The Tsaritsa might be able to slaughter the entire Divine Realm single-handedly.]
Ji Feng could not help scoffing.
[I was kind enough to comfort you, and you turn around and bite me? I gave you all that strength! You ungrateful wolf! If you're so capable, stop using my authority! Give it back!] Nahida's embarrassment turned to anger.
Seeing that they were about to start arguing, Kokomi hurriedly interrupted them and changed the subject.
[The question is, what did La Signora come here for?]
"I've dragged you into this. That woman is probably here for me."
Bibi Dong suddenly spoke. For a moment, Ji Feng almost thought she was in the group chat too.
Meanwhile, Ling Yuan and La Signora were already locked in battle.
Ji Feng realized that La Signora was all bluster! She had talked so arrogantly, but wasn't she losing?!
"That woman is very strange. She can fight without revealing a martial soul, and there isn't the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power when she does. But I can sense elemental fluctuations. It's difficult to predict her moves, and her ice attribute seems exceptionally pure. She appears to be roughly as strong as a Soul Saint, yet her ice can actually overpower Ling Yuan Douluo's flames!"
Just as Ji Feng had observed, Ling Yuan held the upper hand, so Bibi Dong was in no hurry to flee. In her view, Ling Yuan Douluo would prove stronger in a prolonged battle. She even found the leisure to offer commentary, as though talking to herself.
"She's after you? What does she want you for?" Ji Feng asked, seeing how composed Bibi Dong seemed.
Bibi Dong curved her cherry lips, lifted her chin slightly, and cast him a sidelong glance. A certain intellectual superiority shone in her beautiful eyes as she said calmly, "She refused to give her name or identity and attacked me without warning. Naturally, she resents Spirit Hall's influence and wants to intercept and kill a genius like me, with innate full Soul Power and twin martial souls."
Ji Feng felt a wave of swagger wash over him. Bibi Dong was actually showing off! However subtle she tried to be, he could still see the delight and smug satisfaction in her eyes at having pulled it off.
"Then why aren't you running?"
"Running? Is there anywhere safer right now than beside a Titled Douluo? You should stay closer to me too, lest that savage woman accidentally hurt you."
Bibi Dong made up her mind. Once Ling Yuan had dealt with that female assassin, she would have her help capture Ji Feng. A mere Soul Scholar who could influence a Soul Emperor genius like her was surely destined for their Spirit Hall!
"You certainly talk big. Too bad your strength can't keep up! It's over!"
Ling Yuan Douluo activated her Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar. Her Soul Power skyrocketed, and she instantly transformed into a Blazing Spirit Kite that blotted out the sky. Carrying a towering wave of heat, she plunged toward La Signora with a thunderous rush!
Yet La Signora remained unhurried. Instead, the curve of her lips gradually widened. Biting cold condensed into solid ice, turning her into a massive, towering icicle!
The instant the Blazing Spirit Kite struck the ground, it burned the icicle away.
Ling Yuan Douluo bent gracefully in a slight bow to Bibi Dong. "Your Highness, Holy Maiden, I have fulfilled my duty and dealt with this villain..."
Before she could finish, a terrifying shock wave erupted from where the icicle had stood.
A storm of intertwined black-and-red energy suddenly churned and exploded outward. Countless sparks flared into existence as far as the eye could see, taking the form of spirit butterflies that streamed toward the storm.
"Ahahahaha..."
A bewitching woman's laughter echoed across the sky.
Scorching, dark-crimson fire shot into the heavens, absorbing every last bit of energy from Ling Yuan Douluo's attack. Within the flames, an alluring scarlet figure rose into the air, bearing solidified Black-and-Red Wings that all but blotted out the sky. Blazing fire wreathed her body, and her aura climbed rapidly. Her strength was now worlds apart from what it had been.
Ling Yuan Douluo went rigid, her face almost blank with shock. That woman's aura had actually risen to the level of a Super Douluo!
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