"Two more have died!"
In the heart of the dark green forest, Qing Mu sensed the soul power emanating from her body and the vanished aura of Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, and knew that they were completely dead.
However, Qingmu, whose level had already surpassed eighty, felt little joy.
Because neither the Serpent Spear Piglet nor the Moon Gate Ghost are of any importance to him; he can kill them at any time if he wants.
Only Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong are Qing Mu's real threats.
Qing Mu glanced in Bibi Dong's direction, his eyes seemingly fixed on Bibi Dong struggling to survive under the attack of the dark green vines.
"Bibi Dong probably can't escape, but Qian Daoliu…"
Although Bibi Dong is at the level of Limit Douluo, due to the influence of the Rakshasa God Trial, her current combat power is only at the peak of level 98. With such strength, she would have no chance of escaping if surrounded by the Wood Realm's descent under normal circumstances.
The reason Bibi Dong is still alive is simply because she is clinging to life by virtue of her immortality and her formidable strength.
However, prolonged defense inevitably leads to defeat. As long as she cannot escape the attack range of the Wood Realm's descent, death is inevitable.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Qian Daoliu had reached a height of a thousand meters and was about to leave the range of Qingmu Wood Realm's descent, which naturally provoked Qingmu and Ivysaur to launch even more frantic attacks.
"Grandpa, are you alright?"
Qian Renxue looked at her grandfather being hit by a vine and couldn't help but feel worried.
Qian Daoliu replied without turning his head, "It was just one strike, nothing serious."
Qian Daoliu was, after all, a Limit Douluo, and not just any Limit Douluo. Although Qing Mu's Wood Realm Descent was powerful, with each vine possessing the attack power of a powerful Title Douluo, it was not enough to seriously injure him in one strike.
Moreover, according to the characteristics of the six-winged angel, the closer it is to the sky, the stronger it becomes, which makes it easier for Qian Daoliu to deal with Qing Mu's attacks.
After severing hundreds more dark green vines, Qian Daoliu finally flew away from Qing Mu's attack range with Qian Renxue. At this time, they had reached an altitude of 1,500 meters.
Looking down at the vines that covered an area of a thousand meters in radius, resembling a giant dark green python, Qian Daoliu's eyes also revealed a look of shock.
Qian Daoliu then let out a breath and exclaimed, "It's unbelievable that such a soul skill was actually performed by a Soul Saint. This has far exceeded the scope of a 100,000-year soul skill. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a divine skill."
Qian Daoliu originally thought that Tang Chen's Ring Explosion was the strongest self-created soul skill, but in the face of the Wood Realm's arrival, Tang Chen's Ring Explosion paled in comparison.
At least Tang Chen's exploding rings couldn't allow a Soul Saint to fight against a Limit Douluo head-on. Not only did he not lose, but even the Limit Douluo had to run for his life.
Beside Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue stared blankly at the dark green ocean below, lost in thought for a moment before coming back to her senses and asking Qian Daoliu, "Is that woman dead?"
Qian Renxue's feelings towards Bibi Dong are very complicated. Although she hates Bibi Dong, it doesn't mean she doesn't care about her.
After all, if you really don't care, why would you hate?
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu fell silent, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. Your mother is immortal, but even immortality cannot guarantee survival under such an attack."
In fact, Qian Daoliu had already put it very tactfully. Given the attack frequency of Qingmu Wood Realm's descent, once someone died, they would be instantly crushed into mincemeat. Even if one could recover from an immortal body, it would take a considerable amount of time, and Qingmu clearly wouldn't give him that time.
"In the end, we underestimated Qing Mu; otherwise, things wouldn't have developed to this point."
Qian Daoliu sighed, his tone full of helplessness.
Qian Daoliu's heart was bleeding. In this battle, the Spirit Hall directly lost four Title Douluos, and even Bibi Dong, the Pope, was very likely to perish here. The loss was simply too great.
It should be noted that forces like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, and the Clear Sky School only have one or two Title Douluo.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes immediately reddened, and her tone became intense: "Grandpa, we absolutely cannot let Qing Mu live. He is too terrifying. He is only fourteen years old now. If we give him another year, I'm afraid even you, Grandpa, will not be his match!"
As she spoke, Qian Renxue's entire body trembled.
After what just happened, Qian Renxue has developed a psychological trauma towards Qing Mu, which is why she was so agitated.
Seeing Qian Renxue's appearance, Qian Daoliu guessed her current situation and couldn't help but sigh.
Meeting someone like Qing Mu is both a blessing and a curse for Qian Renxue. If she can overcome this setback, her mindset will be elevated. But if she can't, her future achievements will be limited.
Then, Qian Daoliu patted Qian Renxue's head and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoxue, even if you didn't say anything, I would still take action. In the current situation, Qingmu and we are already mortal enemies."
Although he regretted his hasty decision, Qian Daoliu was perfectly clear about the current situation.
Given the current animosity, if Qing Mu were to escape and develop for a few years, it would be the end of their Spirit Hall.
Therefore, they must eliminate Qing Mu as soon as possible. This is also why Qian Daoliu, despite having escaped danger with Qian Renxue, still did not leave.
Immediately, Qian Daoliu looked down again. It was impossible for a Soul Saint to use such a Soul Skill without paying a price. Once Qing Mu's move ended, it would be the best time for him to kill Qing Mu.
Suddenly, the winding, dark green vines began to contract rapidly, heading downwards.
"Now!"
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed, and a hundred-meter-tall angelic phantom appeared behind him. His soul power surged, and his body transformed into a golden stream of light, rushing rapidly downwards.
Without the obstruction of the dark green vines, Qian Daoliu descended from a height of over 1,500 meters to a height of less than 100 meters in the blink of an eye.
However, what greeted him was a magnificent, enormous pillar of light.
This beam of light resembled a blooming flower, with its center like the sun, radiating endless light, while the pink petals and green storm at the edges formed the petals and leaves.
The three elements appear to be separate, yet they are subtly connected, creating a breathtaking scene.
Upon seeing the exquisitely beautiful blooming flower, Qian Daoliu felt a chill run down his spine. His ninth soul skill instantly activated, and he raised his holy sword, a golden shield appearing around his body. Behind him, an angel shone with golden light, almost tangible, as he slashed the giant sword at the blooming flower.