Rakshasa First Trial and the Whereabouts of the Angel Godhood, Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King

"So that's how it was..."

Dark currents churned within Ling Bai's golden eyes. Having heard Bibi Dong recount the events after the war between the two gods and learned the origin of his abilities, boundless waves surged through his heart.

The corners of Bibi Dong's red lips lifted slightly, and her hollow purple high heels swayed gently. "You were fortunate. If the Angel Holy Sword had not taken the initiative to merge with you, you would have died that night when your parents abandoned you.

"After accepting Xue Er's Angel Holy Sword and my Rakshasa Demon Scythe, what flowed through your body was no longer inferior blood, but the divine blood of Angel and Rakshasa. Twin god-tier martial souls—an unprecedented monster on the Douluo Continent.

"Little fellow, you inherited the bloodlines of both the Angel and Rakshasa gods. You can be considered a child jointly nurtured by our mother and daughter. Having received so many benefits, you ought to do something for us in return.

"Find the descendant of the Sacred Angel lineage and bring her to Jialing Pass."

Ling Bai considered it briefly before slowly raising his head to meet Bibi Dong's peerlessly beautiful face. "Pope Your Majesty, your request is not difficult. I am merely curious—why are you so determined to find the Sacred Angel? What do you intend to do to her?"

"What do I intend to do..."

Bibi Dong looked up at the white dome of Pope's Palace, her expression wistful and lost. "Over these ten thousand years, I thought of Xue Er countless times. Countless times, I regretted not treating her better. Only when we were separated by life and death beneath the Asura Sword did I hear her call me Mother.

"Xue Er is gone. The debt I owe her can never be repaid.