Upon hearing that, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King struck first, swinging the Eight-Sided Plum Blossom Hammer straight at Bibi Dong's face.
Bibi Dong snorted coldly and flipped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe upward, its blade precisely blocking his hammer.
But the stone tiles beneath her feet shattered inch by inch. The blow forced her knees to bend slightly, and all she could do was grit her teeth and hold firm.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's strength was astonishing. At that moment, the physique of a million-year soul beast who had ascended to godhood was on full display.
Just as she devoted all her strength to resisting his hammer, a heart-quaking surge of energy suddenly came from overhead.
A massive sword imbued with divinity materialized and cleaved down toward her head.
Bibi Dong wanted to dodge, but the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King kept her pinned too tightly.
Every time she tried to sidestep, he increased the force behind his hammer, nailing her firmly in place.
Gritting her teeth, she used her Rakshasa divine power to raise a defensive barrier overhead. The purplish-black dome had barely formed before it began cracking under the massive sword's pressure.
Only when the sword's tip was less than three feet above her head did the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King abruptly withdraw his hammer and leap back, clearing the way.
Bibi Dong seized that fleeting opening to dodge, but something tightened around her ankles. Blue silver grass erupted from the ground, winding tightly around her legs, ankles, and knees, fixing her entire body in place.
Lan Xi stood in the distance, both hands pressing down on empty air before her. The golden patterns on the blue silver grass vines flashed wildly, making them several times tougher than before.
Bibi Dong roared in fury. Rakshasa