The Papal Palace!
Bibi Dong's expression grew increasingly ferocious as she recalled what had just happened.
Her distorted face seemed possessed by a demon, every wrinkle filled with endless hatred and fear.
She gritted her teeth, the scene of her battle with Gu Yuena replaying in her mind.
She couldn't understand why Gu Yuena had suddenly unleashed such powerful strength, a power like a raging tsunami that instantly engulfed her.
"That madwoman!"
Bibi Dong cursed fiercely,
"She was like a demon, completely disregarding life and death, as if her only goal was to perish together with me."
Recalling Gu Yuena's resolute gaze and reckless attacks, Bibi Dong couldn't help but shudder.
She knew that if she hadn't fought desperately to escape, using every means to save herself, she would have truly perished there.
"This is my shame!"
Bibi Dong slammed her fist into the stone pillar beside her, instantly creating countless cracks.
She gasped for breath, her anger burning even brighter.
"Gu Yuena, I will make you pay! I, Bibi Dong, will never let this go!"
Bibi Dong's roar echoed throughout the empty Papal Palace, filled with resentment and a determination for revenge.
However, judging from the situation, Gu Yuena had also paid an unimaginable price; this time, it could be said that both sides were severely injured!
Bibi Dong, panting heavily, calmed down slightly and began to consider Gu Yuena's condition.
She knew that to push her to such a desperate situation, Gu Yuena herself must have suffered serious injuries.
"Hmph, even if she doesn't die, she will definitely be severely weakened," Bibi Dong muttered to herself, a ruthless glint in her eyes.
Recalling that fierce battle, both sides had unleashed their strongest moves; the collision of soul power was like a star exploding, its terrifying power destabilizing the surrounding space.
Gu Yuena's once beautiful face must now be filled with exhaustion and pain; her powerful aura must have become extremely weak after the battle.
Bibi Dong looked at her empty right arm, a hint of pain and determination flashing in her eyes.
"Damn it? Losing my right arm has greatly reduced my strength, which will have a huge impact on my rule over the entire Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her brow furrowed.
She paced back and forth in the Papal Palace, her thoughts racing.
After a moment of contemplation, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and slipped into a tunnel.
The tunnel was filled with a damp, decaying stench, and the darkness seemed alive, tightly enveloping her.
Passing through the dark tunnel, she came to a pitch-black stone statue. The statue was tall and majestic, yet it exuded a chilling aura of evil and terror.
The statue of the Rakshasa God was like a demon rising from the depths of hell, its eyes flashing with an eerie red light, as if it could see into any soul.
The statue's body was twisted and ferocious, its sharp fangs and claws lifelike, as if it were about to pounce on its prey at any moment.
Black mist swirled around the statue, the mist flowing slowly as if it were alive, sometimes transforming into a monstrous creature with bared fangs and claws, sometimes coalescing into a sinister face that emitted a chilling laugh.
Bibi Dong gazed at the statue, her heart filled with both awe and longing.
She knew that only with the power of the Rakshasa God could she possibly exact revenge and have a chance to rise again.
In this dark space, Bibi Dong's figure appeared so small and lonely, yet her gaze grew ever more resolute, as if she had made a firm decision.
Perhaps Bibi Dong could only repair her body by using the power of a god; she was prepared to continue her divine trial.
She stood before the Rakshasa God statue, her eyes filled with determination.
"Gu Yuena, Qian Renshang, you will both pay for this,"
Bibi Dong murmured, her voice echoing in the darkness, carrying endless resentment.
The surrounding darkness seemed to sense her resolve, growing even denser.
The red light on the Rakshasa God statue flickered slightly, seemingly responding to Bibi Dong's vow.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, turned, and disappeared into the darkness.
In the dark tunnel, only the sound of her resolute footsteps remained, each step like the drumbeat of her vengeance.
As her figure completely disappeared into the darkness, the tunnel returned to a deathly silence.
Only the red glow of the Rakshasa God statue still flickered faintly, as if waiting for Bibi Dong's return to witness her rebirth from the ashes.
...
Meanwhile, in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest!
Everyone watched the unconscious Gu Yuena with tense expressions; the atmosphere was so heavy it was suffocating.
Qian Renshang's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling slightly, still teetering on the edge of madness.
His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were tattered from the previous battle.
His handsome face was now contorted with rage and pain, looking almost insane.
"Why? Why did this happen?"
Qian Renshang hissed, his voice hoarse and desperate.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood dripping down, but he seemed oblivious.
"Na'er, you can't be hurt, you can't!"
Qian Renshang murmured, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
The people around him looked at him like this, their hearts filled with worry and helplessness.
"Qian Renshang, calm down." Someone tried to persuade him.
"Calm down? How can I calm down?"
Qian Renshang turned his head sharply and roared.
His gaze swept over everyone, his crazed eyes causing them to involuntarily take a few steps back.
"Why is all this happening?"
Qian Renshang roared again, his voice echoing through the forest, startling a flock of birds.
At this moment, he was like a wounded beast, struggling in pain and rage, on the verge of losing his last shred of reason.
Di Tian spoke in a deep voice, his tone particularly heavy in the tense atmosphere.
"After I unleashed my final attack, the Dragon God Claw, forcing all the Title Douluo and above experts of the Spirit Hall to focus all their efforts on dealing with it, I took the opportunity to retreat… Their reinforcements were increasing, and even I dared not delay any longer!"
Di Tian felt a sense of shame as he spoke of this; he, the mighty Beast God Di Tian, had to flee like a defeated dog!
It was utterly humiliating!
"Then on the way, I found the severely wounded Ancient Master."
Di Tian continued, his eyes revealing deep sorrow and anger.
"Then, the Master was covered in blood, standing tall with one hand piercing the Silver Dragon Spear.
But the area around her was a scene of utter devastation, as if a great battle had taken place!"
Di Tian described the horrific scene, and everyone could almost see Gu Yuena's indomitable figure standing alone amidst the ruins.
The earth was torn apart by a powerful force, trees were uprooted, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the stench of blood and gunpowder.
Gu Yuena's long silver hair fluttered in the wind, stained with blood, her clothes torn and revealing shocking wounds.
Yet, her eyes remained resolute, the silver dragon spear in her hand gleaming with a cold light, as if proclaiming her indomitable spirit and tenacity to the entire world.
(End of Chapter)
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