The Fall of the Rakshasa God

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Bibi Dong's figure paused for a moment in the sky east of Jialing Pass.

The Rakshasa Divine Power was dissipating. Dark purple divine light peeled off her body piece by piece, and the phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor faded behind her.

The silhouettes of the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor shattered into points of light in the night wind.

Her purple eyes held the Nan Feng blowing from the city wall. Hatred, resentment, relief, and a hint of envy lingered within them.

"You won." The voice came from the air, each word weak.

Nan Feng stood atop the city wall, a nine-story bronze pagoda floating in his palm, its azure-gold Immortal Mark shimmering with golden immortal light.

The Rakshasa God Status was shattering inch by inch. The aftershocks of Tang San piercing through the Angel Divinity were still echoing over Jialing Pass.

The Spirit Hall Empire's fortunes collapsed after the fall of two deities. Her Soul Power plummeted from the God Level to the Titled Douluo, and with each fading of her divine light, her form became more transparent.

"Yu Xiaogang is right..." Her voice was soft, each word clear, "I ultimately took the wrong path."

Nan Feng was silent for a moment.

The obsession and hatred were dissipating from the depths of her soul, replaced by an unprecedented clarity. She saw clearly her life, which had been misled by Yu Xiaogang's theories and devoured by the Rakshasa Godhood.

But you--

Bibi Dong's gaze pierced the night sky and landed on the tower in Nan Feng's palm.

"You walk a path higher than that of gods. That golden power... what is it called?"

Nan Feng held the tower to his chest. Golden Immortal Mark, silver-blue Samsara light, and black Return to the Void light wove together to form a halo.

The Rakshasa God Status has shattered to its last fragment. Her soul is about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Primordial World Immortal Power," Nan Feng said.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, a very faint smile.

"Good... better than God..."

Her figure plummeted from the sky. The phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor transformed into specks of light, scattering above Jialing Pass.

Her body became transparent as she fell. The Rakshasa God's demise marked the end of an era.

The Nan Feng receded back into the tower. The red ribbon on his left wrist fluttered in the night wind as he looked up in the direction she had disappeared.

The Old Huai stood up from the sacred tree.

"She's dead. Her Rakshasa God Status shattered, and her soul dissipated. But her remnant soul hasn't completely dissipated," Old Huai said. "The Three Lights Divine Water within the Nine Heavens Treasure Pearl has the power of resurrection."

The Nan Feng nodded and tossed the tower into the air. The nine-story bronze tower was enlarged to a height of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

The Nine Heavens Treasure Pearl at the top of the tower emitted a three-colored celestial light. Crimson gold, silver white, and dark blue swirled and merged inside the pearl, Three Lights Divine Water condensed into a single drop of liquid.

The Nan Feng infused the precious pearl with its Immortal Power. A drop of the Three Lights Divine Water, landing on the last remaining fragment of Bibi Dong's soul.

Golden celestial light enveloped the remnant soul. That remnant soul condensed, expanding from an almost invisible dark purple speck of light to the size of a thumb, and then stopped.

"The Three Lights Divine Water gather souls," Old Huai said, "But her soul was too severely damaged, and her physical body was also completely devoured by the Rakshasa Divine Power. This remnant soul can only preserve her true spirit; a complete resurrection will take time."

Nan Feng took the remnant soul into the Tower Spirit Space. The remnant soul floated inside, enveloped in golden immortal light.

Bibi Dong was once the Pope of the Spirit Hall and the successor of the Rakshasa God. Now, only a remnant soul remains.

"When she wakes up," Nan Feng said, "The eighth layer of Purification will wash away the evil aura from her soul. The Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor will be refined during the Purification, evolving into the Space-Time Spider Emperor and the Mountain Suppressing Spider Emperor."

Old Huai nodded. "You plan to revive her?"

"She took the wrong path. But she saw it clearly at the last moment," Nan Feng said. "Those who are alive have the right to choose again."

Cheers erupted from the city walls. Shouts of "Immortal Master!" burst forth from the Heaven Dou Army ranks, soldiers raised their weapons high, and battle flags fluttered in the wind.

The banner of the Spirit Hall Empire fell on the open field east of Jialing Pass. The remaining Spirit Hall Soul Master scattered and fled, while the Heaven Dou cavalry pursued the routed army.

Nan Feng stood atop the tower, overlooking the entire battlefield. His divine sense covered thousands of miles, and the excitement and awe of every soldier in the army reached him.

Ye Lingling stood in the crowd, her head tilted back. The Nine Heart Begonia bloomed on her fingertips, its pinkish-white halo reflecting on her face. Her gaze pierced through the night, locking onto the Nan Feng atop the tower, and a very faint smile curved her lips.

Dugu Yan stood beside her, clenched her fist, and swung it towards the top of the tower. The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison flowed around her.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded in the shadows. The illusory power of the Nether Shadow flickered around her.

Xiao Wu ran out of the Shrek camp, looked up at the top of the tower, gave a thumbs up, and her eyes reddened.

Tang San stood on the city wall. The Sea God Trident had been retracted, the mark between his eyebrows had completely disappeared, and the Asura God Mark on his left arm had completely dimmed. His Soul Power had plummeted from the God Level to the peak of the Titled Douluo, and the repulsion between his two godhoods had exhausted his Divine Power in the final attack.

He looked up at the Nan Feng at the top of the tower, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Gu Yuena stood atop a distant ice peak. Her silver hair fluttered in the night wind, and her silver eyes reflected the golden light emanating from the tower's summit. A slight smile curved her lips.

Nan Feng descended from the top of the tower and landed on the city wall. The Golden Core spun in his dantian; the release of the Immortal Suppression of Heaven and Earth had consumed thirty Immortal Power, Nine-Layer Cycle was recovering.

Let's go.

Ye Lingling squeezed out of the crowd, the Nine Heart Begonia fluttering around her. She stood in front of Nan Feng, looking up into his eyes.

"You put her away?"

Nan Feng nodded. "She took the wrong path, but in the end she saw it clearly."

Ye Lingling didn't press the matter. She reached out and touched the tower, and the healing power of the Nine Heart Begonia surged into the tower, where it was absorbed and transformed by the Nine-Layer Cycle.

Your tower is brighter than before.

"The Nine-Layer Cycle is complete. The tower will no longer require external repairs."

Ye Lingling looked at him, her eyes reflecting the azure -Golden Immortal light emanating from the tower.

"And what about you? When do you need repairs?"

The second realm of Immortal Dao has been stabilized, but the road ahead is long: Nascent Soul Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Body Integration, Mahayana Tribulation Transcendence, True Immortal.

He shook his head. "I'm fine."

Xiao Wu squeezed through the crowd, threw herself into Nan Feng's arms, and then quickly let go. Her eyes were red-rimmed, but her face was full of smiles.

"Tower Simpleton, you scared me to death! When that tower exploded just now, I thought you were going to be destroyed again!"

Nan Feng patted her head. "The tower won't break."

Xiao Wu punched his shoulder. "Nonsense! You always say that!"

She took a step back and pulled a newly braided red hair ribbon from her bosom. "You promised, it's better than the last one. The old one needs replacing."

Nan Feng looked down at the old hairband on her left wrist, the one she had worn since Nuoding Academy. The red thread had faded, and the edges were pilling.

He untied the old one and put on the new one.

Xiao Wu softened her voice. "Tower Simpleton, you can go out there and cultivate your immortality, I'll wait for you to come back to drink with me in the mortal realm."

Nan Feng nodded. "Okay."

Dugu Yan walked out from the crowd. The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison flowed around her, and golden Immortal Mark flickered in the poisonous mist.

"Grandpa sent me to the front lines to help you. Now that the war is over, I should go back and tell him—you've succeeded."

Your Jade Phosphorous Serpent has evolved.

Dugu Yan nodded. "Your Primordial World Power has rewritten my bloodline. I can now poison even Titled Douluo."

She paused, looking at the tower in Nan Feng's palm. "That golden Immortal Power... is it more advanced than Soul Power?"

"Primordial World Immortal Power," Nan Feng said, "A higher Dao than Soul Power."

"What about my grandfather? He's been stuck at the Demigod Level for many years."

"I'll go see him when I return from the Divine Realm."

Dugu Yan nodded, turned, and walked towards the army formation. After taking a few steps, she turned back. "Nan Feng, you owe me a drink."

Nan Feng watched her retreating figure, a slight smile curving his lips.

Zhu Zhuqing emerged from the shadows. The Nether Shadow flickered between reality and illusion before settling in front of Nan Feng.

"You've taken in a remnant soul." Her voice was cold, but Nan Feng could sense the weight behind it.

The Nan Feng nodded.

"Bibi Dong almost killed you."

She took the wrong path, but eventually she saw it clearly.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him, shadow energy surging around her. "You're always like this. Giving everyone a second chance."

Nan Feng did not deny it. He looked up at the eastern horizon, where the morning light had already covered the walls of Jialing Pass, and the bloodstains and cracks were healing under the nourishment of the divine light.

"Zhu Zhuqing," Nan Feng said.

"Um."

"What are your plans regarding the Star Luo Empire?"

Zhu Zhuqing tilted her head slightly. "My family has suffered oppression in the Star Luo Empire for hundreds of years. I intend to go back."

Nan Feng nodded. "Just say so if you need any help."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips. "The Nether Shadow can traverse between reality and illusion. If you can't find me, just call out."

She disappeared into the shadows.

Nan Feng stood on the city wall, the morning light shining on his face. His new red hair ribbon fluttered in the morning breeze, and the tower spun in his palm.

Within the Tower Spirit Space, the remnant soul floated, nourished by the Three Lights Divine Water, its dark purple true spirit enveloped in golden immortal light.

Old Huai said inside the tower, "When she wakes up, the eighth level of Purification will wash away the evil aura from her soul. The Death Spider Emperor and the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor will be refined during the Purification, evolving into the Space-Time Spider Emperor and the Mountain Suppressing Spider Emperor."

Nan Feng folded up the tower and looked up into the distance, towards the Divine Realm.

The gates to the Abyssal Outer Domain await him. The ninth ring is in his hands, the Three Lights Divine Water has been condensed, and the Nine-Layer Cycle is in operation.

"The path to immortality is boundless." Nan Feng's voice was soft.

He turned and walked down the city wall. Ye Lingling followed beside him, the Nine Heart Begonia blooming on her fingertips.

Bibi Dong's remnant soul slumbers in the Tower Spirit Space.