One spear.
Two.
Three.
By the time the eighth Death Spider Spear had pierced through Qian Xunji's body, shock and disbelief still lingered in his eyes. To his dying breath, he could not accept that Bibi Dong had dared to resist, let alone take his life.
Regret struck him.
Gravely wounded as he was, he never should have come!
His mouth opened, as if to speak—but not a single word came out.
He could only watch helplessly as his body and soul broke apart into energy, swallowed into the Death Spider Spears like water drawn into a whale's mouth.
Losing the force that held him up, Su Linfeng fell to the ground.
"Sister!"
As he landed, he quickly turned to Bibi Dong. But now, the Killing God Domain had gone out of control, the Rakshasa aura seizing its chance to invade. Her eyes were completely dyed blood-red.
What was devouring Qian Xunji was not just Bibi Dong, but the Rakshasa's will itself.
I can't suppress it!
Su Linfeng's heart jolted. Even with his evolved Golden Flame Domain, he couldn't approach her, let alone use spirit power.
The dissolving energy of Qian Xunji was like the perfect offering for the Rakshasa God's will—an ideal moment to completely consume Bibi Dong.
She can't be saved!
Su Linfeng cursed inwardly, giving up trying to stop it.
Qian Xunji—deserved to die!
In this moment, even if Bibi Dong was swallowed by the Rakshasa's will, he still wanted her to kill Qian Xunji first.
Why?
Because Qian Xunji had to die.
As the Death Spider Spear pierced Qian Xunji, Su Linfeng felt an unexpected sense of release.
Not the relief of barely escaping death—rather, the release of seeing Bibi Dong freed. For six years, no one knew better than him the weight she bore, and the hypocrisy and cruelty of Qian Xunji.
As Qian Xunji vanished beneath the Death Spider Spears, Su Linfeng exhaled heavily, as though a great burden had been lifted.
Buzz—
A violent pressure erupted from Bibi Dong's body, forcing Su Linfeng back dozens of meters.
"Lin… Feng!"
Just as he landed, a familiar voice rang in his ears.
"Sister!"
Su Linfeng's whole body trembled, his head snapping up.
Bibi Dong was now completely engulfed in the Rakshasa Domain, her body frozen stiff, all control lost. Her eyes were bloodshot from absorbing all of Qian Xunji's energy.
This was clearly the state of total possession. How could she possibly still call his name?
It had to be an illusion.
"Lin… Feng…"
Her lips trembled. Two trails of bloodied tears streamed down her cheeks.
Her hands moved as though trying to embrace something—yet grasped nothing but empty air.
"Lin Feng."
Like a puppet, even stripped of awareness, she still uttered the single thought anchoring her spirit:
"Are you… safe?"
"Sister!"
Su Linfeng's heart shook violently.
Though Bibi Dong was under complete domination by the Rakshasa's evil will, she was still resisting—still holding onto a sliver of her own consciousness.
And what supported her… was worry for his safety.
I'm done for!
Even a tough man couldn't hold it together after this.
"Damn you! To hell with you, Rakshasa's will!"
Recalling everything they had shared, Su Linfeng roared. Without hesitation, he stepped forward against the crushing Rakshasa pressure.
The Rakshasa's power cut at him like endless blades.
Like a blazing phoenix enraged, Su Linfeng's body ignited in crimson-violet flames. His fiery hands pressed directly against the Rakshasa's will.
BOOM!!!
The Rakshasa's will, provoked, exploded with even darker, more sinister force.
Countless blades slashed across Su Linfeng's hands, arms, face, and neck, until his whole body was covered in lacerations.
Yet none struck at his essence. The Golden Crow flames burned within him, mending his wounds as fast as they tore.
Rip. Heal.
Rip. Heal.
Again and again.
Through sheer agony, Su Linfeng forced himself deeper into the Rakshasa Domain. Bibi Dong stood less than five meters away—yet those five meters felt impossibly far.
After all, he was only a rank-24 Great Soul Master.
But Bibi Dong, having devoured Qian Xunji, had already stepped into the realm of Titled Douluo. Even her unconscious aura was overwhelming. Any ordinary Great Soul Master would have been crushed instantly.
Just as he was about to collapse—
Su Linfeng's crimson-violet spirit power suddenly darkened into black-purple.
The power of Destruction erupted.
A god's will is protecting me?
His mind shook. The crushing pressure vanished instantly.
Just as he thought—when a divine successor's life is at risk, the god above will intervene.
He had assumed this was true only of the Shura God. But now, even the God of Destruction had done the same.
No time to ponder.
Tearing through the Rakshasa Domain, Su Linfeng launched himself forward.
He leapt into Bibi Dong's arms, wrapping his hands around her neck, his legs locking around her waist. The Golden Flame Domain and every shred of his spirit power burst outward, pouring madly into her body.
Meanwhile—
Inside Bibi Dong's spiritual world, all was darkness.
A pool of blood-black liquid stretched endlessly, foul energies swirling above it.
Bibi Dong knelt unconscious within the pool. Her hands, feet, and neck were bound by blood-colored chains, shackling her completely.
"Hehehehehe…"
A sickly laugh echoed from the void.
"Give up. Your world has always been darkness. That man destroyed everything you once had. Why keep suppressing your desire for vengeance?"
"Kill him. You are already freed."
"Stop struggling. Offer your soul to me, and I shall grant you the strongest power."
Clatter, clatter—
The five chains tightened at once, yanking Bibi Dong upright like a marionette.
Pain forced her eyes open—but her pupils had turned entirely black.
"Revenge… power…"
She murmured mechanically, like a soulless doll.
"Yes, revenge."
The sickly, twisted voice came again.
"Destroy Spirit Hall. Destroy all who wronged you. Offer me your soul, and I will give you power."
"Come. Do not resist. Feel my strength."
With those words—
The chains shuddered. Streams of purple and green spiritual energy were torn from Bibi Dong's body, siphoned down the blood-red chains into the abyss.
"Mmm… delicious…"
The sinister voice moaned with delight.
Your suffering has seasoned this soul into such flavor. Irresistible.
Su Linfeng.
As the Rakshasa feasted, the puppet-like Bibi Dong suddenly spoke his name.
Did you escape back to the Star Dou Forest?
…Hm?
The Rakshasa's voice faltered, the blood chains trembling violently.
I hate this taste.
Su Linfeng. Su Linfeng.
Su Linfeng…
Bibi Dong struggled, her blurred mind clinging to that name. Light, fierce as flame, coursed back along the chains.
Why do I always remember this name?
Who is he?
Is there still something I haven't done…?