Slaughter City.
In this grim, dark underground world.
Only a blood-red full moon hung high overhead, casting crimson moonlight.
It faintly illuminated the grim and ancient city below, its walls and buildings covered in the mottled traces of time.
Yet it still stood tall in this underground world—the city known as Slaughter City.
And beyond the city lay stretches of dark forest unique to this underground world.
They consisted of trees with withered, skeletal trunks, dry and gnarled bark, and sparse leaves on branches that reached out like clawing ghosts.
After a trace of the Rakshasa God's divine soul left behind in Slaughter City tore through space and took her away.
A ripple spread through space.
Bibi Dong's figure suddenly appeared in a dark forest, falling from several meters in the air to the ground.
After Bibi Dong, whose hands and feet were bound, hit the ground.
She felt intense pain throughout her body, already battered and tormented as it was.
At the same time, she felt dizzy and nauseated.
There was also a disorienting sense that space itself had been scrambled.
But Bibi Dong had no time to care about her physical discomfort.
She discovered that time and space had suddenly shifted around her.
She had actually escaped those damned Fallen Soul Masters and arrived somewhere else.
Amid her utter disbelief, Bibi Dong began laughing wildly, almost hysterically.
"I escaped! I escaped!"
"You damned Fallen Soul Masters, just wait! I, Bibi Dong, will have my revenge!"
Thinking of the dark torment she had recently endured, so agonizing and miserable it was like falling into an abyss.
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. The resentment and hatred in her heart seemed to condense into something tangible, surging forth without end.
At this moment, in the God Realm.
Within a magnificent and