Chapter 345
Bibi Dong, the Immortal
Chapter 345 Bibi Dong, the Immortal
The Ice Phoenix's true form spread its wings fully, its azure light illuminating the heavens and earth. The eighth spirit ring beneath her feet shone with an unfathomable black light. Centered on her, the temperature plummeted at an irrational rate! The air froze, the snowflakes stopped, and even the light seemed to be frozen!
Absolute zero, the theoretically coldest temperature that freezes everything! Although Xue Qinglan's current exertion is far from reaching the theoretical value, the extreme cold within the extreme has already touched the edge of the rules!
"Click-click-click..."
The suction force of the Soul Devouring Abyss rapidly slowed and solidified within the absolute zero zone! A thick layer of ice condensed on the surface of the purplish-black vortex, its rotation speed slowing down more and more, and the howls of the vengeful spirits turned into faint whimpers within the ice!
"Now!" Wang Qiu'er's dragon eyes blazed with golden light. "Ninth Soul Skill! Dragon Emperor's Judgment!"
hold head high--!
A more majestic and ancient dragon roar resounded! Behind the golden holy dragon, the blurry phantom of the dragon emperor became clearer, its pair of emotionless golden eyes fully open! Wang Qiu'er and the phantom raised their claws in sync again, but this time, both claws struck out simultaneously!
Two extremely refined golden beams of light intersected in a cross shape, tearing through space as they hurtled toward the Soul-Devouring Spider King's true form, which had been slowed by absolute zero! This time, the beams of light were even more solid, with faint, intricate dragon patterns flowing within them!
"No—!!!" Bibi Dong sensed a deadly crisis, frantically burning her source energy, the Rakshasa Domain contracted to protect her body, and the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor's true form tried to escape.
But Xue Qinglan's absolute zero domain completely locked down the space!
"Eternal Imprisonment." Xue Qinglan uttered softly, her phoenix true form spitting out a mouthful of primordial blood essence, which merged into her domain. Instantly, the space-time around Bibi Dong seemed to freeze completely, even her thoughts became sluggish!
The golden cross of light struck the core of the Soul-Devouring Spider King's true form without any hindrance!
"Pfft—Pfft!!!"
There was no explosion, only a sound like a red-hot iron piercing ice and snow. Wherever the golden light passed, the crystal carapace of the Soul-Devouring Spider King's true form melted away like paper, and the purplish-black evil energy was frantically purified and annihilated by the sacred dragon power!
"Aaaaaahh ...
Bibi Dong let out an extremely shrill scream, and her true form rapidly collapsed and disintegrated! The human face pattern on her abdomen exploded, her eight spider legs broke off, and her enormous true form shattered inch by inch in the golden light, finally exploding into countless purple-black light spots!
Her true form shattered, and Bibi Dong reverted to human form, falling from the sky. Her magnificent purple-gold papal robes were tattered, revealing her pale skin beneath. Her hair was disheveled, blood flowed from her seven orifices, and a huge cross-shaped wound pierced her chest. The edges of the wound clashed fiercely with golden light and purplish-black light, constantly eroding her life force.
"boom!"
She crashed heavily into the ruins of the Papal Palace Square, creating a deep crater. Dust billowed up.
The entire room fell silent.
All fighting ceased involuntarily. The members of the Spirit Hall stared blankly at the faintly breathing figure in the deep pit, their faces filled with disbelief and despair.
The Pope...lost? Killed in public?
"Your Holiness the Pope!!!" Yue Guan cried out in anguish, trying to rush over, but was forced back by Chen Xin's sword.
The other Spirit Hall titles also turned ashen-faced.
Ling Han slowly emerged from behind the Bone Dragon Fortress, reaching the edge of the deep pit, and looked down at the dying Bibi Dong at the bottom. Wang Qiu'er and Xue Qinglan, now back in human form, landed beside him, their faces pale, clearly exhausted from their combined attack. "Bibi Dong, do you have any last words?" Ling Han's voice was calm, yet carried a judgmental coldness.
At the bottom of the pit, Bibi Dong struggled to open her blood-covered eyes, staring intently at Ling Han. The resentment and hatred in her eyes were almost tangible.
“Ling…Han…” With each word she uttered, purplish-black blood gushed from her mouth. “You…think…you’ve won?”
Ling Han frowned slightly.
"I... am the successor of the Rakshasa God..." Bibi Dong suddenly revealed a strange and insane smile, "How could I... die so easily?"
Ling Han remembered that Bibi Dong's second soul's ninth soul ring possessed a soul skill called Immortality. Although using it would consume half of her soul power, just in case, Ling Han quickly said, "Stop her!"
Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, the horrific cross-shaped wound on her chest erupted with a dense, purplish-black light! Within the light, countless vengeful ghostly phantoms appeared, emitting sharp wails, and frantically surged into her wound!
What's even more chilling is that the rubble, bloodstains, and even the remaining soul power and life force of the fallen Title Douluo in the ruins beneath her seem to be summoned by something, turning into wisps of purplish-black energy that seep into her body!
"This is...?" Wang Qiu'er's golden pupils contracted.
Xue Qinglan's expression also turned solemn: "No, she's reversing life and death!"
However, it was too late.
Beneath Bibi Dong's body, her ninth spirit ring—the red spirit ring from the 100,000-year-old Death Spider King—was emitting an eerily blood-red light! Twisted, spiderweb-like black patterns appeared on the spirit ring, exuding a rich aura of immortality and regeneration!
“Ninth Soul Skill…” Bibi Dong’s voice became ethereal and sinister, as if countless voices were overlapping, “…Immortality!”
"boom--!!!"
A purplish-black pillar of light shot into the sky, completely engulfing Bibi Dong! Within the pillar of light, her body began to reorganize and regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye! The cross-shaped wound on her chest healed rapidly, her broken bones regenerated, her pale skin regained its luster, and even her tattered papal robes were restored by some kind of power!
Even more terrifying, her aura was rising wildly! Not only were her injuries fully healed, but her soul power also seemed more solid and malevolent than before! The fluctuations of her peak level 98 soul power spread out like a storm, even faintly touching the threshold of level 99!
"Hahaha... Hahahaha!" Bibi Dong's maniacal laughter echoed from the pillar of light. "Did you see that? Ling Han! This is my true power! The ninth soul skill bestowed upon me by the Rakshasa God... Immortality!"
(End of this chapter)