Chapter 346
The Solution to Immortality
Chapter 346 The Solution to Immortality
(Second Creation)
"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!"
The beam of light dissipated.
Bibi Dong stood unharmed in the center of the ruins, her papal robes pristine, her long hair flowing without wind, and her purple eyes burning with an eerie, purplish-black flame. Beneath her feet, the 100,000-year-old soul ring was still dripping with blood, but the black spiderweb patterns on its surface were slowly fading away.
She cracked her neck, making a "crackling" sound, her face displaying an indifferent and mocking air of someone in control of life and death.
"Surprised? My ninth soul skill, 'Undying Body,' was bestowed upon me by the Rakshasa God. As long as the Rakshasa Domain remains intact, and as long as the power of death and resentment remains around me, I can be reborn infinitely. Moreover, with each rebirth, my Rakshasa God power will become even purer!"
She raised her hand, a ball of pulsating purplish-black evil flame gathering in her palm. "Just now, I should thank you for killing the ghost and those two elders. Their resentment at death is the best nourishment for my rebirth."
The Spirit Hall members were stunned for a moment, then burst into a frenzied cheer!
"His Holiness the Pope is immortal!"
"A miracle! This is a miracle!"
On the other hand, everyone from the Beast God Pavilion had a solemn expression.
Infinite rebirth? And getting stronger with each rebirth? How are we supposed to fight like that?
Ling Han narrowed his eyes, staring at the red spirit ring at Bibi Dong's feet, his mind racing as he analyzed: "An immortal body... definitely has its limits. It either requires a massive amount of spirit power to support it, or it has a cooldown period, or it has some kind of fatal weakness. The Rakshasa Domain is the key..."
"Qiu'er, Qinglan," Ling Han suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the two women's ears, "Her immortality requires the support of the Rakshasa Domain and the resentment of death from the outside world. I will have Zi Ji and Long Chen attack the other titles with all their might, creating chaos and blocking the gathering of resentment of death."
"Concentrate your forces and attack her, forcing her to constantly use her immortality. This kind of heaven-defying soul skill will inevitably consume a lot of energy, and she won't be able to use it more than a few times."
Wang Qiu'er and Xue Qinglan exchanged a glance and nodded.
"Understood." Golden light rose around Wang Qiu'er once again.
"Just what I wanted." Xue Qinglan exuded a chilling aura.
Bibi Dong looked at the three people who were ready for battle, and a cruel smile appeared on her lips: "Want to fight again? Very well, I have just been reborn and need your blood and souls to consolidate this new power."
She slowly rose into the air, and the Rakshasa Domain unfolded once more, its evil aura overwhelming.
"Elders and revered members of the Spirit Hall, heed my command!" Bibi Dong's voice resounded across the battlefield. "Surround and kill the members of the Beast God Pavilion with all your might! Their deaths will become my power! Today, leave none alive!"
"Yes, sir!" The Spirit Hall members were greatly encouraged. Although most of their top combatants were seriously injured, they still had the advantage in numbers, and with the Pope still alive, their morale was reignited!
"Heh." Ling Han sneered and looked behind him, "Zi Ji, Long Chen, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Qi Xue, Ying Yue."
"Here!" the six replied in unison.
"Stop the other accounts from being banned, don't let any of them come and disturb Qiu'er and Qinglan."
"Yes!"
“Senior Long Xiaoyao.” Ling Han then looked at the Dragon Emperor Douluo, who had been hiding in the shadows and whose aura was as deep as an abyss.
In the void, a figure in black slowly emerged; it was Long Xiaoyao. He nodded slightly to Ling Han, but his gaze was fixed on the depths of the Papal Palace—there, Qian Daoliu's aura was faintly fluctuating, clearly also paying attention to the battlefield, but he did not appear.
"Please have Uncle Long stay and keep watch to prevent that Grand Elder from interfering."
"Don't worry." Long Xiaoyao's voice was calm, but it carried absolute confidence. "If Qian Daoliu dares to make a move, I will go and demolish the Angel Temple."
After making the arrangements, Ling Han looked at the three people facing off in the air, his eyes deep.
"Qiu'er, Qinglan, fight with all your might."
"Eighth Soul Skill! Golden Dragon Domination!" Wang Qiu'er's eighth soul ring blazed with black light, and the golden domain suddenly contracted, shrinking from its original hundred-meter range to only covering thirty meters around her. However, the density and intensity of the domain increased several times over! The golden light almost solidified into a liquid state, each ray weighing a ton. She transformed into a golden lightning bolt, charging straight at Bibi Dong! Before her fist even arrived, the pressure of her fist had already torn a path through the purplish-black resentment in front of her.
"Hmph, you brute." Bibi Dong sneered, and the undead gathered within the Rakshasa Domain, forming a thick shield of vengeful spirits in front of her.
The golden fist slammed into the purple-black shield.
"boom--!"
The shield of vengeful spirits trembled violently, its surface adorned with countless faces screaming in agony, yet it managed to block the punch. However, the golden dragon power emanating from Wang Qiu'er's fist was incomparably domineering, its golden light flowing like mercury, frantically eroding the shield, purifying and dissipating the faces of the vengeful spirits one by one.
"Now!" Xue Qinglan's voice was as cold as ice. "Fifth Soul Skill! Ice Seal."
A flash of black light appeared beneath her fifth spirit ring, and countless ice spikes materialized out of thin air in the extreme cold ice domain, shooting towards Bibi Dong!
"Click-click-click..."
Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly. These two women were working together seamlessly, clearly determined to force her to constantly use her immortality to recover her domain and injuries.
"Trying to wear me down?" Purple-black flames flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes. "Then let's see who gives in first! Seventh Soul Skill! Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor True Form!"
She transformed once more into a translucent, purplish-black crystal spider, her eight legs tracing eerie paths within the Rakshasa Domain, evading Wang Qiu'er's pursuit. The human face pattern on her abdomen was aimed at Xue Qinglan. "Eighth Soul Skill! Vengeful Soul Impact!"
The human face pattern opened, spewing out a purplish-black beam of light composed of countless vengeful spirits. Wherever the beam passed, even the space itself was stained with filth, and it shot straight at Xue Qinglan!
Xue Qinglan neither dodged nor evaded, and her seventh soul ring lit up beneath her feet. "Seventh Soul Skill! Extreme Ice Phoenix True Form."
The ice-blue phoenix spreads its wings, folding them together in front of its body, with layers of ice crystals stacked on its wing surface.
"boom!"
The shockwave of the vengeful spirits crashed into the ice crystal shield, the purplish-black resentment and the extreme cold force frantically canceling each other out. The ice crystals shattered and regenerated repeatedly, and Xue Qinglan's true form was forced back dozens of meters by the impact, but ultimately managed to withstand the attack.
Just as Bibi Dong attacked Xue Qinglan, Wang Qiu'er arrived!
"Fifth Soul Skill! Golden Dragon Overlord Fist!"
Her fists became afterimages, each punch carrying condensed golden dragon energy, raining down on the side of the Soul-Devouring Spider King's true form! Bibi Dong hastily returned to defense, crossing her two spider legs to block.
“Bang bang bang bang—!”
The sound of impacts, as dense as the beating of drums, resounded through the sky! Each collision exploded into a burst of golden and purple sparks of energy.
Wang Qiu'er's fist was as heavy as a mountain. Although Bibi Dong's spider legs were tough, they were still forced to retreat under the pure power suppression, and fine cracks appeared on the crystal carapace on the surface of the spider legs.
"Third Soul Skill! Spider King's Venomous Sting!" Bibi Dong's true form retreated rapidly, simultaneously spitting out dozens of purplish-black venomous stings from her mouth in an attempt to force Wang Qiu'er back.
A golden light flashed in Wang Qiu'er's eyes, "Second Soul Skill! Golden Dragon Power!" Her body was instantly covered with a layer of fine and hard golden dragon scales. She neither dodged nor avoided the poisonous thorns that shot at her body, making a "clanging" sound. The poisonous thorns were deflected, leaving only shallow white marks on the dragon scales.
"Your poison is useless against me." Wang Qiu'er's voice was icy, and her pursuit speed increased instead of decreasing, as she punched Bibi Dong's true form in the joint of one of her spider legs!
"Crack!"
A clear cracking sound! The crystal at the joint of that spider leg shattered, and purplish-black fluid spurted out! Bibi Dong's true form let out a painful hiss, the balance of her eight legs was broken, and her movements stiffened for a moment.
"A perfect opportunity!" Xue Qinglan's phoenix eyes narrowed, and her true form spread its wings. "Sixth Soul Skill! Ice Phoenix Feather Sword!"
Brothers, next up is destroying the Haotian Sect, and then Seagod Island. Of course, we'll need the Goddess, but it'll all be in secret chambers.
(End of this chapter)