Chapter 371: Bibi Dong's Miserable Defeat, The Battle Ends
Faced with Bo Saixi's furious scolding, like a string of firecrackers, Qian Xunji seemed to awaken some unfathomable trait. Instead of being angry, he actually felt a strange satisfaction, as if hearing celestial music. It was like a child who successfully played a prank, got caught, but knew no one could do anything about it.
As for Bo Saixi's furious accusations, Qian Xunji could righteously claim they were pure slander—defamation!
It was true that rabbits weren't enough to satisfy hunger, but who would only eat rabbit stew? Just add a little seafood or grain. He never cut off the supply routes or blocked Sea God Island's access to resources.
And regarding Bibi Dong—he was literally killed by her, his soul devoured. In any typical rebirth protagonist plotline, the lightest punishment would've been turning Bibi Dong to ashes, desecrating her soul for eternity. Yet what did he do? He sent her to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to become a princess, gaining more status than she had in Spirit Hall, adored by thousands.
Who else would offer Bibi Dong such a promising future? Compared to that, he could almost be called a saint!
As for Sea Dragon and Sea Lance, at most, he could be said to have unintentionally aided Bibi Dong. Even without his interference, based on Bibi Dong's ambition, she would have used them as cannon fodder eventually. Tang San poisoned the entire Slaughter City and indirectly caused Tang Chen's death—Bo Saixi didn't complain then. What a double standard.
Lastly, those three god-bestowed spirit rings were obtained through a fair trade—he exchanged them for four spirit bones from Sea Dragon and Sea Lance, and three entry slots from Sea God Island. It was consensual and just. How could she still curse him for that?
Turning his back on Bo Saixi, Qian Xunji looked toward the battlefield, resuming his spectator role. From the start, Bo Saixi had been a short-sighted, chest-heavy airhead. Arguing with her proved nothing.
After Bo Saixi's defeat, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were freed up. On Sea God Island's side, there were no capable fighters left. The undead army was being wiped out, and Chen Xin and Gu Rong were both crushed.
In the final moments of Chen Xin and Gu Rong's demise, relief and gratitude flashed in their eyes. Ever since their involvement with Bibi Dong, their reputations had been in ruins. Now, at last, it was over.
"Xiao Wu, live well on your own. When I reincarnate, I will come find you! We'll be together for eternity!"
In his final moment, Tang San's eyes were full of love as he looked at his dearest, most beloved Xiao Wu. He believed that no matter how many times he was reborn, no matter how different his life became, they would always meet, understand each other, fall in love, grow old together, and never be apart. He believed Xiao Wu would wait for him loyally, never betraying him.
As for Zhu Zhuqing, before she could kill Dai Mubai, he was already slain by other members of the Angel Clan. Her final wish went unfulfilled.
Ten thousand meters high in the sky—
Qian Renchuan unleashed several consecutive sword strikes. The sword qi landed upon the Rakshasa Divine Armor, shattering it. Cracks spread across the armor, and under Qian Renchuan's relentless assault, it could no longer hold and retracted into Bibi Dong's body. She returned to her seductive, elegant purple silk robe.
"It's over."
Two beams of purple-golden light shot from Qian Renchuan's eyes, streaking through the sky like lightning. Even the torn, yet-unhealed black void was pierced instantly as they headed straight for Bibi Dong's head.
Even during her time as a Spirit Master, Bibi Dong's spiritual power was far inferior to Qian Renchuan's. Now that both were gods and the gap even greater, her spiritual strength was no match. Her Rakshasa divine power was focused entirely on fending off the Blue Silver Grass blades and the rampant sword qi of the Shura swords. She had no strength left to guard against the incoming beams.
The purple-golden beams struck Bibi Dong's head. She instantly felt dizzy mid-air but barely managed to maintain the Rakshasa shield with a sliver of consciousness.
Just then, the Blue Silver Grass and Shura sword qi that had been relentlessly attacking all stopped. Qian Renchuan's spinning figure abruptly halted, appearing strangely still. In that instant, nine red beams shot from his hand. At the same time, the red aura around his body disappeared.
If one looked closely, those nine red beams were like nine elliptical leaves—simple except for their blood-red hue. This was the second-ranked hidden weapon of the Tang Sect: Bodhi Blood.
The nine beams didn't aim for Bibi Dong's heart. For some unknown reason, Qian Renchuan no longer intended to kill her. Or perhaps, that desire had faded midway due to some unknown factor.
Each red beam landed on her limbs, shoulders, and abdomen—not piercing, but exploding. Amid nine deafening blasts, Bibi Dong's now unprotected body was left riddled with bowl-sized holes, purple blood gushing like windows through which light shone.
"AAAAAAHHHH!!"
Bibi Dong screamed in unbearable agony, nearly losing consciousness as she plummeted toward the ground.
With injuries that severe, not even a god could recover easily—especially since the Bodhi Blood carried immense Shura divine power. Struck by all nine, Bibi Dong completely lost the strength to resist. She fell, trailing nine lines of blood.
As she fell, blue-golden light flickered around her. A massive shark, streamlined and beautiful, emerged—this was the Demonic Soul Great White Shark. Bibi Dong's grievous injuries were reflected in the shark's body as well, which was also riddled with basin-sized holes, bleeding profusely.
On the battlefield of Hanhai City, Bibi Dong's formation collapsed without her support. The undead army lost its energy source and began to dissipate. The Angel Clan was left unsatisfied—they hadn't killed enough!
When the formation crumbled, the battle at Hanhai City gradually came to a halt. Everyone knew: the outcome was decided. On Sea God Island's side, aside from Bo Saixi, only a handful remained. All the Holy Pillar Douluo were dead. Tang Tian and Tang Hu—the last descendants of the Clear Sky Clan—also perished on the battlefield.
The once-second most powerful faction was now in ruins. Truly, anyone who got involved with Bibi Dong ended in disaster.
The once great Upper Three Sects—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the number-one beast martial spirit, and the Clear Sky Hammer, the number-one tool martial spirit—had now completely vanished from the world of soul masters.
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