Bibi Dong's seven Titled Douluos slapped themselves, each slap more forceful than the last. Originally thought the Black Dragon would certainly be unable to exert its true strength, but didn't expect such terror.
Compared to death, slapping oneself was nothing.
Master watched this scene, looked at Bibi Dong, his eyes flickering with reluctance.
Liu Erlong glared at Master and said: "What? Can't bear it?"
Master shook his head: "No."
Flande consoled: "Xiao Gang, if you can't bear to watch, just turn away."
Flande and Liu Erlong thought they had brought this upon themselves. Fortunately, Ye Yu had a powerful father, or else it would be dangerous.
The Black Dragon looked at this scene and snorted coldly: "Had to beat you before you'd comply."
Seeing the seven's faces swollen and bleeding from the corners of their mouths, the Black Dragon was satisfied and said: "Alright, you can scram now."
Instantly, the seven Titled Douluos felt as if granted amnesty, got up, and fled at full speed, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the aura fading away until it vanished, the Black Dragon's body swayed slightly.
Ye Yu was startled, rushed forward to support him, and asked worriedly: "Father, what's wrong with you?"
The Black Dragon's body gradually became illusionary, strands of evil qi emanating and flowing into Ye Yu's body.
The Black Dragon shook his head: "It's nothing, this time the Origin of Evil was overly consumed. This appearance, forming my true body, consumed much of the restored Origin of Evil over these years of recuperation, Yu'er, I must continue to slumber. When you become a Titled Douluo or god, I might recover. The road ahead depends on you."
Ye Yu nodded heavily: "Rest assured, Father, I won't allow myself to die, will strive to live on and become stronger."
"Mm, you are the Child of Apocalypse, more exceptional than I imagined. The Origin of Evil Black Dragon is extremely terrifying, and when you master Dragon Transformation, combined with your Nine Spirits Black Begonia support, it will be even more terrifying."
The Black Dragon's form grew increasingly illusionary, gradually dissipating, leaving a sentence.
"Now, use the Black Begonia in your right hand to assist yourself. When you fully Dragon Transform, use your Black Dragon true body to protect the Black Begonia in your right hand."
Ye Yu nodded heavily: "I understand!"
Apocalypse Black Dragon completely dissipated, transforming into a mass of Origin of Evil surging into Ye Yu's body.
At the same time, the black clouds above Martial Soul City dispersed.
However, the seven Titled Douluos led by Bibi Dong were no longer visible, having fled far and wide, rushing to escape ten thousand miles away and still sprinting as if wanting to flee to the ends of the earth.
Upon reaching the central area of the Xingluo Empire, the seven Titled Douluos finally felt at ease, stopped, panting heavily.
The seven had pale faces, clutching their chests, and after relaxing, each spat a mouthful of blood. Bibi Dong then sat cross-legged to begin healing, surrounded by Ju Douluo and the other six Titled Douluos acting as protectors.
After adjusting their breaths, the seven's complexions slightly improved.
However, they remained silent, their faces grim. Especially Bibi Dong, who clenched his fists extremely resentfully.
"Why... Why didn't he die... Damn it..."
Bibi Dong's expression was exceedingly heavy; the Apocalypse Black Dragon was too terrifying. Even if he became a god, he wasn't sure he could defeat it.
Bibi Dong asserted: "Though he didn't die, fortunately, he cannot exert full strength. This time appearing, shouldn't appear again in the short-term. I must train harder and increase my strength faster. If I become a god before he recovers, I can contend with him."
Ghost Douluo said gravely: "Last time, he was just an apparition. Didn't expect the true body this time, still terrifying, but surely not restored, else neither last time nor this time would we be alive."
Ju Douluo said with lingering fear: "May he vanish for another decade or so."
The Red-robed Bishop asked: "Pope, when should we return?"
Bibi Dong frowned, sighed: "Let's wait a bit more."
Bibi Dong's words allowed Ju Douluo and the other six Titled Douluos to breathe a sigh of relief; naturally, they also wanted to wait, afraid to return.
Bibi Dong looked grim; Martial Soul City was already practically destroyed, Martial Soul Hall and the Pope Hall had become ruins.
Half a day passed.
At this time, in the Martial Soul Hall, those who fainted gradually awakened, first to wake were Soul Douluos and Soul Saints.
Upon rising and looking around, they were taken aback.
Subsequently, the Martial Soul Hall Team, led by Xie Yue, awakened and looked around, muttering to themselves: "What's this place?"
"Could it be, we're dead? Is this hell?"
"Am I... dead..."
Around them, underground fires erupted continuously, smoke lingering, a field of ruins.
Slap!
Xie Yue slapped the Support Type's face, prompting a painful scream.
"Ah! Captain, why did you hit me?"
Xie Yue exhaled: "If it hurts, then it means we're not dead."
The Support Type was taken aback, then showed joy, indeed.
The Support Type rubbed his swollen face, accusingly saying: "Captain, you're too heavy-handed. Why not hit yourself?"
Hu Liena looked around: "Since we're not dead, then where are we? What's this place? A junkyard?"
Hu Liena observed the surroundings, filled with ruins, large stones, tree remnants.
Xie Yue frowned, glanced towards two heaps of rubble, then his pupils shrank sharply.
"We're still at Martial Soul Hall."
"What? Martial Soul Hall? How can it be? This is clearly a wasteland."
"Look at those two piles of ruins!"
Following Xie Yue's pointing, they took a close look and were instantly stupefied.
Though it was rubble, they could recognize fragments that were the Pope Hall and Martial Soul Hall! They've become ruins!
Stunned, they recalled Ye Yu's earlier words.
Pope Hall, nothing worth watching, even if it collapses, it's just a pile of ruins.
Previously, they found Ye Yu's words laughable, how could the Pope Hall collapse, even if the sky collapsed, the Pope Hall wouldn't, it's where the Pope resides, who has the power.
But now, eyes widened, they were stupefied in place; not only the Pope Hall collapsed, but Martial Soul Hall did too.
Looking into the distance, then upwards, they found that this was indeed Martial Soul Hall, but it and the entire Martial Soul City had sunken deep underground.
They were utterly shocked: "What on earth happened?"
"Where's His Holiness the Pope?"
"Ye Yu and others are also missing."
...
They were stupefied.
Swish, swish, swish...
Once most from the Martial Soul Hall awakened, they quickly scattered in all directions, not seeing Bibi Dong or the bishops nearby.
Xie Yue and others sat on the ground; despite waking up, they were still weak all over.
Yan frowned: "What happened?"
Xie Yue said gravely: "There must have been an earth-shattering battle here, otherwise how could Martial Soul City become like this."
Hu Liena frowned: "When the black clouds gathered, it suddenly blacked out for me, and I fainted, completely unaware of what happened."
Xie Yue said: "Regardless of what happened, it surely didn't threaten His Holiness. Our Martial Soul Hall dispatched seven Titled Douluos, no one could possibly harm the Pope. Perhaps now, they are pursuing Ye Yu and that mysterious person."
"Yes, let's wait. Including His Holiness the Pope, the seven Titled Douluos can resolve anything, awaiting His Holiness' triumph!"
At this time, Bibi Dong and the seven Titled Douluos were indeed returning, but before reaching Martial Soul City, they stopped, hid atop a collapsed mountain ruin, cautiously peering towards Martial Soul City.
"Phew!"
Ju Douluo exhaled a sigh of relief and said: "The black clouds have dispersed; Apocalypse Black Dragon should have left. Pope, we can return."