Bibi Dong's whole body shimmered with rosy light; nine spirit rings burst out around her and pulsed in rhythm.
Boundless spirit power flooded through her like a river breaking its banks, merging with dense spiritual energy into a crushing pressure.
However fierce the Great Wind God's tempest, however wildly it churned heaven and earth, it could no longer touch Bibi Dong.
"Why does it feel as if she's become a different person—does she intend to ascend to godhood on the spot?"
The Great Wind God's throat went dry; in his shock his smooth skin wrinkled into folds.
His hands trembled as he tried to whip up an even fiercer gale, borrowing through divine sense several colored thunderbolts from other gods in the sky.
A colossal roar shook the already darkened firmament; the lightning, like heavenly tribulation, locked onto Bibi Dong.
Chu Feng thought: So even gods can hop about like frantic monkeys, unable to stomach a mere woman.
Qian Renxue spoke her mind even more bluntly: "From what I see, this so-called god is nothing but a clown."
Not a word of exaggeration—her remark even drew a small smile from Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong knew perfectly well that Chu Feng had just quietly channeled power into her.
Judging by her bold analysis, it was a force comparable to divine force, giving her a qualitative leap.
Yet in the end battle still relied on herself; naturally she grew utterly serious, convinced that slaying the god before her would let her replace him.
Boom!
In an instant Bibi Dong met the so-called heavenly punishment head-on, fusing her purple Spider Spikes into a Crescent Blade whose light-waves dissolved the crisis.
She then shifted once more into the true form of the Death Spider Emperor, her razor-sharp spikes stabbing straight at the Great Wind God.
With Chu Feng's divine power reinforcing them, a single sweep of those spikes sent a purple aura racing eight thousand li, its might ice-cold.
Panic seized the Great Wind God; he nearly lost control of his own storm and almost injured himself, forced to cross his wings before his chest to block.
But how could an Arrogant God withstand such purple might? Step by step he retreated, nearly stumbling into the ruined rubble of destroyed Suotuo City.
At that moment droplets of green nectar sprinkled from the sky; the obscene Great Wind God stuck out his tongue and slurped them greedily.
"What is that?" Qian Renxue exclaimed.
After brief thought Chu Feng said, "Most likely a trick of the Goddess of Life—or some healing Divinity is aiding him."
As he spoke he instinctively glanced toward the firmament; through his Dao-arts he saw a faint rainbow bridge hanging in a distant star-river.
So the Great Wind God had been sent as a vanguard; behind him the gazes of many gods were watching.
"Damn—we've been discovered."
The Goddess of Life hurriedly raised an elegant silver mirror to hide her fair face.
Yet her hypocritical heart could not be concealed; such pretense only made her character more revolting.
She had watched the entire fight from on high, yet dared not confront the one challenging her authority.
Just then the Nine Colored Holy Maiden rushed over in alarm, her luxurious robes stained by foul qi seeping from the God Realm.
She fumed, "Hmph, these mortals are insufferable—do they not know the peace Douluo has enjoyed for years is all thanks to us gods? And still they dare rebel!"
Did she mean mortals deserve nothing but scorn?
Even the Goddess of Life found the remark distasteful, yet unity among gods had to be maintained; she nodded and said, "They go far beyond rebellion—they already treat us gods with disdain. Think of the Rakshasa God, the Asura God—could the Great Wind God be next…?"
The Goddess of Life's brows knit tighter; though she controlled all life's laws in the Douluo World, she could not intervene in this fight.
The rules of the Douluo World were absolute—gods could not guide the mortal realm. Only the Great Wind God, a newly ascended god who had tasted heaven-and-earth spiritual energy, could act freely.
Otherwise one must, like the Asura God, assume human form and suppress divine power, trading cultivation for a sliver of freedom.
"I refuse to believe they're truly that strong."
Sensing divine aid, the Great Wind God recovered and boomed, "You want to become gods? Then witness a true miracle!"
Welcoming the Nine Colored Goddess's pagoda, he unleashed an even fiercer storm—a deep, tiger-like roar of an attack.
Under the double onslaught Bibi Dong felt slight pressure, yet Chu Feng's divine power felt as warm as his own body-temperature, swelling her confidence.
In an instant Bibi Dong's eyes sharpened; her right hand materialized a dark, demonic great-scythe.
Through her own insight she had surpassed the divine weapon she would only gain after godhood in the original tale—truly worthy of her title Supreme Pontiff.
Though the scythe was still immature, its edge shallow, it was more than enough against the so-called filthy miracle before her.
At once Bibi Dong raised the scythe to parry the Nine Colored Pagoda while Spider Spikes shot from her back, lancing into the storm.
The Great Wind God instantly froze, trapped within the very miracle-wind he had created—unable to advance a single step… How could this be!
She intends to slay a god?
They are defying us!
Thus cried the Fire God, the Water God, the God of Space, the Arrogant God, the Sky God and a host of others.
They had been confident—she was but an ordinary woman, easily crushed—yet now the Great Wind God was completely at a disadvantage.
It made no sense; a Spirit Master not yet rank one-hundred, no matter how the world changed, could not be this fearsome.
All the gods could do was sigh: "Ahh—"
Amidst the rising divine sighs Chu Feng and Qian Renxue quietly slipped free of the Great Wind God's formation—clearly celebrating victory in advance.
Then Chu Feng waved his hand; the Nine Colored Pagoda shattered at once. From afar the Nine Colored Holy Maiden felt a rush of fiery pain in her chest—it was this man who had slain the Rakshasa and gravely wounded the Asura God!
Impossible—she hadn't even acted, yet he could still help that woman fight the Great Wind God?
Utterly absurd—how could gods be trampled by mortals!
Thus exclaimed the Food God, the God of Earth, the Speed God, the Fury God, the Mountain God and another host of gods.
They had watched without concern—just another routine divine obliteration—yet now the Great Wind God was about to be defeated.
And at this very moment Bibi Dong, great-scythe in hand, descended upon the Great Wind God; his winds could no longer shield him.
"Damn!"
The Great Wind God cursed—then had no further chance to speak.
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