Bibi Dong's expression froze, and cold sweat soaked her back.
Never in her dreams had she imagined that the Firmament would expose her ambitions at this moment.
And right in front of the very person she was targeting!
"Good! Very good!"
Towering flames of fury instantly ignited in Ye Wuchen's calm eyes.
"You wanted to harm my master? Turn her into your Soul Ring?" The Eternal Abyss Sword of Perpetual Silence in Ye Wuchen's hand erupted with an unprecedented blaze of divine radiance, his killing intent surging into the heavens.
"Bibi Dong, since you've entertained that thought, there's no way I can let you leave here alive today."
Standing beside him, the Snow Empress laughed in her fury.
"Oh? You want to kill this empress and make me your Soul Ring?" A layer of frost shrouded the Snow Empress's exquisite, icy face.
She raised her pale hand, and an Emperor Sword formed from Ultimate Ice appeared in her grasp.
"Then let's see whether you, this so-called successor to the Rakshasa God, have what it takes to kill me."
Before her words had faded, the Snow Empress had already become a streak of white lightning.
With her 950,000 years of cultivation, she launched a direct assault on Bibi Dong.
The Snow Empress's onslaught was fiercer and more violent than even that of Ye Wuchen, who wielded a Super Divine Artifact.
Every swing of her sword brought an Ice and Snow Storm that filled the sky, as though it would tear heaven and earth apart.
"Lunatics! You're all lunatics!"
Bibi Dong was so terrified that her soul nearly fled her body. How could she still dare entertain even the slightest thought of resistance?
She frantically burned the Rakshasa Divine Power within her, fleeing toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest with all her might.
Pursued jointly by two peerless powerhouses, the Snow Empress and Ye Wuchen, her road of escape was filled with despair.
Bibi Dong coughed up blood as she fled madly.
The Snow Empress and Ye Wuchen pursued her relentlessly from behind.
Wherever they passed, the ultimate chill ran rampant. In mere moments, the once-vibrant Star Dou Great Forest was frozen solid, as though it had become an endless expanse of the Far North Ice Plains.
"Trying to run? Have you asked the sword in my hand?"
Ye Wuchen's voice exploded beside Bibi Dong's ears.
A streak of ultimate ice-blue sword energy dozens of yards long tore straight through the void, slashing toward Bibi Dong's back with terrifying force.
Unable to dodge, Bibi Dong could only whirl around.
The Eight Spider Lances erupted with a dazzling dark-gold light as she drove their Semi-Divine Artifact power to its utmost limit.
Rumble!
The cutting edge of the Super Divine Artifact, the Eternal Abyss Sword of Perpetual Silence, shattered the Eight Spider Lances' defenses without the slightest uncertainty.
Three of Bibi Dong's eight supposedly indestructible, Semi-Divine Artifact Eight Spider Lances were severed in a single slash.
"Aah!"
Bibi Dong let out an agonizing, inhuman scream as purplish-black blood spurted from the broken stumps.
But in the next instant, the extreme cold froze the blood into chunks of ice.
Before Bibi Dong could recover from the excruciating pain, an even more piercing pressure descended over her head.
The divine artifact, the Heart of the Ice God, shone with brilliant divine radiance at the Snow Empress's brow.
"Emperor Palm: Great Cold Without Snow!" The Snow Empress lightly thrust out her palm.
The strike appeared slow, yet it sealed off every route of retreat available to Bibi Dong.
There were no dazzling displays of light and shadow, only the power of ice and snow in its purest extreme.
Bang!
The palm struck Bibi Dong squarely in the chest.
Countless cracks spread across her Death Spider Emperor armor before it shattered with a thunderous crash.
Bibi Dong spat out a mouthful of blood and slammed into the ground below, gouging out an enormous icy crater dozens of meters across.
Her Twin Martial Souls' true forms were forcibly dispersed, and sword wounds and frostbite covered her entire body.
Under Ye Wuchen and the Snow Empress's joint assault, the endlessly regenerating Rakshasa Divine Power within her had nearly run dry.
Even her ninth Soul Skill, "Immortal Body," lost its ability to reconstruct her flesh under the combined suppression of a Super Divine Artifact and a divine artifact.
Bibi Dong lay at the bottom of the icy crater, gasping for breath.
Ye Wuchen and the Snow Empress landed at the edge of the crater, one in front and one behind, looking down at the dying Bibi Dong.
His gaze icy, Ye Wuchen raised the Eternal Abyss Sword of Perpetual Silence.
Behind him, the million-year blue-gold Soul Ring of his Heavenly Snow Woman Martial Soul blazed with light.
The Snow Empress nodded. "Do it. This is what she gets for daring to set her sights on this empress."
Hearing the Snow Empress's words, Bibi Dong closed her eyes in despair.
She knew she had met her downfall today.
"Die!"
The Super Divine Artifact in Ye Wuchen's hand became a long streak of ice-blue light that pierced heaven and earth, thrusting straight toward Bibi Dong's brow.
If this strike landed, not only would Bibi Dong's body be annihilated, but even her soul would be imprisoned in the Myriad Souls Banner, never to be reincarnated.
Yet, at this critical instant...
The clear, cloudless sky over the ice-and-snow-covered landscape darkened without warning.
Immediately afterward, a thick pillar of purplish-black divine light crashed down from the highest heavens, enveloping Bibi Dong's ravaged body with perfect precision.
Ye Wuchen's killing thrust struck the pillar of divine light.
Instead, he was knocked back several steps.
"This is... the power of a deity?!"
Ye Wuchen steadied himself, his brows furrowing and his expression turning grave.
He could clearly sense that the power contained within this pillar of light was different from the half-baked divine power Bibi Dong had used.
This was power that truly belonged to a god.
"The Rakshasa God!" The Snow Empress's expression changed as well.
At this moment of life and death, the Rakshasa God could not stand by and watch his successor be erased like this, and forcibly sent down a sliver of his divine power as a projection.
"Heh heh heh... Two ants of the mortal realm think they can slay this god's successor?"
The god-level spiritual shock woven into that voice sent ripples through the surrounding space.
The Divine Realm had its own ironclad laws: gods could not descend to the lower realm in their true bodies, much less interfere at will with its workings.
Although the Rakshasa God had sent down his divine power, this was as far as he could go. He could not attack Ye Wuchen and the Snow Empress directly.
Within the pillar of light, Bibi Dong, who had closed her eyes to await death, suddenly opened them upon sensing that familiar divine power, her eyes blazing with wild joy.
"Great Rakshasa God..."
The Rakshasa God wasted no words. The purplish-black pillar of divine light twisted, tearing open a deep passage through the void beneath Bibi Dong.
"Trying to save her? She's staying here!"
At the sight, a fierce, cold gleam flared in Ye Wuchen's eyes.
How could he stand by and watch a cooked duck fly away?
"Ice God Domain: Absolute Zero!"
Ye Wuchen activated the Yin-Yang Complementary Dual Soul Cores within him, driving the power of his million-year Soul Skill to its utmost limit.
At the same time, the Snow Empress unleashed an earth-shaking Emperor Sword slash.
The two forces of freezing power, each enough to destroy heaven and earth, converged and blasted toward the closing passage through the void.
The pillar of light formed from Rakshasa Divine Power actually began shattering inch by inch, and even the surrounding space froze solid and collapsed.
In the end, a god's methods lay beyond the realm of mortals.
One second before the pillar of light shattered, the half-dead Bibi Dong was sucked into the passage through the void.
"To think the Rakshasa God would go this far for Bibi Dong."
"Lucky for her that the Rakshasa God personally intervened." Ye Wuchen snorted coldly and withdrew the Super Divine Artifact into his body.
The Snow Empress walked to his side and gently patted his shoulder, her exquisite face regaining its usual cool composure:
"It doesn't matter. Though the Rakshasa God saved her, her very foundation has been damaged. Even with divine power nourishing her, she can forget about returning to her peak anytime soon. Besides..."
"The Rakshasa God might not have come out of this unscathed either."
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