Chapter 320: Bibi Dong in Confusion – What Was So Great About Qian Xunji!
The once-proud mountain range of the destroyed Clear Sky Sect lay in ruins. Because of the scorching heat from Qian Xunji's self-destruction, much of the moisture had evaporated, and now dark clouds blanketed the sky, unleashing a torrential downpour.
In mid-air, a graceful figure walked through the void, step by step approaching the mountain range. Wherever she passed, the rain that was about to fall on her transformed into tiny ice crystals, gently dropping beside her tall, proud, and perfect body. She was none other than the Snow Empress, who had left the Extreme North to investigate.
"What exactly happened here? Did Qian Xunji have a fierce battle with someone?"
The Snow Empress extended her spiritual power over ten thousand meters, sensing numerous powerful auras around the area. Among them, the aura in this ruined mountain range was the most chaotic and violent. There were traces of Tang Hao's nine-ring explosion, Tang Chen's hundred-thousand-year soul skill counterattack, and most terrifying of all—Qian Xunji's god-level self-destruction. From these energy remnants, one could imagine the horror of the battle that had taken place here. Could it have been caused by one of those powerful humans from Slaughter City?
"Hm?"
Suddenly, the Snow Empress turned her head toward Element City, where two immensely powerful soul forces were erupting. One she recognized clearly—it was Qian Xunji's father, now wielding a divine weapon once more. The other belonged to the owner of the sinister soul force left behind in this forest. But there, she couldn't sense Qian Xunji's aura at all.
Could it be...
A growing unease surged in the Snow Empress's heart. She turned into a white meteor and shot off toward Element City.
Element City.
"Bibi Dong, pay for my son's life!"
Qian Daoliu's killing intent soared sky-high. With the Angelic Sacred Sword in one hand and the Heaven-Measuring Sword in the other, his twin soul cores rapidly rotated, channeling immense soul power as golden sword auras slashed downward.
The soul core cultivation technique, a gift to Spirit Hall, had naturally not been withheld from Qian Xunji. After Qian Daoliu had formed his two soul cores, he'd immediately wanted to spar with Qian Xunji to repay the humiliation of being carried back to Spirit Hall beaten. But Qian Xunji had always made excuses—duties in Spirit Hall, various other matters—refusing to fight, acting like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water. As long as he stayed within Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu couldn't touch him, and there was nothing he could do.
Now in Element City, over a million people watched in awe as the massive Six-Winged Angel Spirit battled the Rakshasa God Spirit in the sky. The surrounding hills were split in two by golden sword auras. Such a scene was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, who fell to their knees in prayer, begging the celestial beings above not to bring calamity upon them.
So this old man Qian Daoliu is this strong? Even stronger than two Qian Xunji put together. If only I still had the Vast Sea Cosmic Shield—with just the Spirit-Locking skill, I could seal Qian Daoliu completely. Then I could charge into Spirit Hall and, even if I couldn't kill Qian Xunji's two brats due to divine interference, I could still slaughter everyone else and claim all the treasured soul bones stored in Spirit Hall.
Damn that Qian Xunji! He's not even letting me rest in peace!
Bibi Dong's blood surged within her body as she gritted her teeth. She unleashed her Rakshasa Domain and Slaughter Domain with abandon, throwing out wave after wave of soul skills to block Qian Daoliu's two incomparably sharp angelic swords.
"Demonic Tiger Whale Axe!"
Facing the blood-red giant axe, Qian Daoliu swung his Angelic Divine Sword and cleaved the hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill clean in half.
He charged into the Slaughter and Rakshasa Domains as though no one were there. His twin angelic swords slashed again, sending Bibi Dong flying from Element City with a mouthful of blood.
"Qian Daoliu, aren't your Angel Clan supposed to be the continent's guardians? I'm going to slaughter all the people in Element City—try and stop me if you can!"
Bibi Dong's seductive Rakshasa robe transformed. The purple-black resentment turned into dark green light, taking the form of a hideous, giant green spider. Her Rakshasa True Form had changed into the Devourer Spider Emperor True Form, surrounded by nine soul rings—eight black, one red.
Over a million citizens of Element City trembled in terror at her words, falling to the ground to pray.
"Lord Angel, you must win!"
"Lord Angel, please slay this demon!"
"Lord Angel, we beg you, save us!"
Beneath Bibi Dong, her fifth and sixth soul rings lit up. A clone identical to her emerged. Surrounding both her and the clone were countless dense green spider spears, all aimed straight at Element City behind Qian Daoliu.
Furious, Qian Daoliu had no choice but to shield the city. His fifth soul ring lit up, activating Holy Sword. Dozens of holy swords radiated from his body, intercepting the incoming spider spears. Explosions echoed as they collided mid-air.
Bibi Dong marveled at how effective Tang Hao's "attack what the enemy must protect" tactic was. Her right leg shone with crimson light as she activated Demonic Tiger Whale Crushing Fang Slash. Over ten blood-colored blades shot at Qian Daoliu like tiger whale fangs.
Qian Daoliu split his focus to control both defenses—one hand wielding the Holy Sword to block the spider spears, while the Heaven-Measuring Sword in his other hand sliced the incoming blood blades. Golden flames purified and shredded them.
Just as Qian Daoliu was appreciating the usefulness of split control, he remembered how it had originally come from Bibi Dong. Back then, Qian Xunji had traded her away to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to learn it. Qian Daoliu had been furious enough to beat Qian Xunji nearly to death. What a waste—not accepting such a genius as a disciple, one who could have become a pillar of Spirit Hall, only to sell her instead.
"Bibi Dong, I should've killed you the moment you awakened your spirit and entered Spirit Hall. You've become a plague on the entire soul master world—on the whole continent!"
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, all of Bibi Dong's resentment, fury, and killing intent transformed into madness.
"Hypocritical old man! Disgusting, self-righteous Angel Clan! You let Qian Xunji do those vile things to me. You all deserve to die! This whole continent deserves to die!! Qian Xunji is dead—and you're next!!"
"Qian Xunji is dead? You killed him?"
A voice like a celestial bell, cold enough to freeze the soul and brimming with murderous intent, echoed out. The soul power contained within it was so powerful that both Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong stopped and went on high alert.
When they saw the figure arriving, Qian Daoliu's face froze slightly. Wasn't that the 600,000-plus-year soul beast? Why was she here? And judging by her tone, it seemed she had come to avenge Qian Xunji?
Bibi Dong too was stunned by the sight of the Snow Empress. She was simply too beautiful—her long snow-white hair flowed behind her, reaching the ground. Her sky-blue eyes were clear and ethereal, her flawless features resembling the most exquisite artwork in the world. Even resurrected as the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong felt inferior.
And her figure—tall, perfectly proportioned, dressed in a simple white gown with subtle patterns—was utterly elegant and pure. Her entire aura was one of noble, icy pride. Even Bibi Dong in her prime as the Pope couldn't compare.
This woman's beauty and temperament surpassed both Bibi Dong's current and past self. Moreover, the aura she emitted was no weaker than Bibi Dong's. And the way she looked at her—full of murderous rage—it was as if Bibi Dong had taken away the most precious thing from her.
How could this be possible? Could it be... that this woman, whose beauty and poise surpassed her own, had fallen in love with Qian Xunji?
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