"What is this presence?"
"This strength is far beyond mine. Even Qian Daoliu comes nowhere close."
In an instant, Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically. She felt as though a massive stone were pressing down on her, leaving her unable even to breathe.
"Such incredible strength. Could it be a god?"
Bibi Dong's beautiful face turned pale. Nine Soul Rings flickered around her as she prepared to unleash a Soul Skill. Yet to her utter horror, she could no longer release even a Soul Skill. It was as though her entire body had been imprisoned.
"W-what is happening?"
"Who is it? Who's playing these tricks?"
Bibi Dong clenched her delicate fists, her heart taut with anxiety.
The smug look in Xu Ran's eyes made her want nothing more than to plunge the blade in her hand straight into his chest.
But no matter how she struggled, she could not move a single step. Her opponent was too powerful. This was the gulf between a human and a god!
"Bibi Dong, Pope of Spirit Hall." A cool voice rang out. Dressed in white, Gu Yuena slowly descended from midair. Her purple eyes shot Xu Ran a fierce, cutting look before turning toward Bibi Dong.
Even if Xu Ran had a thousand faults, he was still her man. How could she allow another woman to lay hands on her man? Much less try to assassinate him.
"Who are you? You're a god. Why are you interfering in the affairs of the Douluo Continent?"
Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened. She felt that this was becoming troublesome.
Xu Ran actually had ties to a deity. This was trouble. Killing Xu Ran was now completely unrealistic, and the roles of hunter and prey had already reversed. She was the prey now.
Damn it!
If she had investigated