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Qian Daoliu began to weigh his options.
If they fought to the bitter end, with his strength as a Level 99 super Douluo combined with the deep Foundation of Spirit Hall...
...he was indeed confident he could ultimately slay Luo Nan here.
But what would be the price?
The price was that Gold Crocodile Douluo and Qingluan Douluo would very likely both perish in Luo Nan's frantic final retaliation before death!
Even he himself might not be able to emerge completely unscathed!
Was it worth risking the future of the entire Hall of Elders and the Foundation of Spirit Hall for the sake of Bibi Dong?
What's more, deep in Qian Daoliu's heart, he had little fondness for Bibi Dong.
He knew how his son, Qian Xunji, had actually died back then.
Keeping Bibi Dong around was merely to let her stabilize Spirit Hall's situation, and for the sake of Qian Renxue's future.
Now, this woman had provoked a matchless god of slaughter whom she couldn't afford to mess with, ultimately bringing about this end.
"Forget it... forget it..."
Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly.
In this World where the strong prey on the weak, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
Facing the life-or-death survival of Spirit Hall, the life of a Supreme Pontiff could also be placed on the scale to be traded.
Luo Nan's strength was truly terrifying, so terrifying that even he, the Invincible of the Sky, felt his heart leap in fear.
If they fought it out, both sides would suffer, and Spirit Hall could not afford such a loss.
Qian Daoliu made his decision. He pulled back the dazzling divine light of the Angel God from his body, and the giant angels light sword dissolved as well.
"Third Brother."
Qian Daoliu's voice was filled with helplessness. "Hand Bibi Dong... over to him."
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone present was shocked.
Down in the ruins, Qingluan Douluo, who had just struggled to his feet, suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief:
"Eldest Brother! How... how can we do this?!"
"She is the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall!"
"If we hand over the Supreme Pontiff today to be slaughtered, how can Spirit Hall maintain its standing on the continent in the future?!"
Although Qingluan Douluo also hated Bibi Dong for causing trouble, he valued Spirit Hall's reputation even more.
"I told you to hand her over! This is the order of the High Priest!"
Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly turned harsh.
"Do you want to watch Second Brother and yourself die here today?!"
Qingluan Douluo trembled violently. He turned his head to look at Gold Crocodile Douluo, who was corrupted by ultimate darkness not far away.
Then he looked up at Luo Nan in midair, who was as cold and ruthless as a god of death.
He knew his eldest brother was right.
If they didn't hand her over, this madman really would drag them down to perish together.
"Yes... Eldest Brother."
Qingluan Douluo gritted his teeth to the point of breaking them. Though feeling aggrieved and displeased to the extreme in his heart, he still yielded.
Staggering to the side, he grabbed the unconscious Bibi Dong and threw her fiercely toward Luo Nan in midair like throwing a rag.
Luo Nan sneered, reaching out a hand to directly grab Bibi Dong's fair neck, lifting her in midair like a dead dog.
Watching Luo Nan's completely merciless action, Qian Daoliu high above descended slightly.
His deep eyes stared fixedly at Luo Nan:
"Brat, you win. You forced my Spirit Hall to bow today. Your strength is indeed powerful, so powerful it exceeds even my understanding."
"However, I advise you: you had better be able to stay this domineering forever!"
"The waters of this World are far deeper than you imagine."
"The power of the gods is absolutely not something a Mortal can withstand!"
"The cause you plant today will surely bear fruit in the future!"
Facing the warning of the super Douluo, Luo Nan merely sneered.
"Whether I can withstand the power of the gods is my business, and has nothing to do with you, Qian Daoliu."
"Furthermore, I'm not afraid to make it crystal clear to you!"
"That slut Bibi Dong has already taken action against me twice! Even a clay figurine has a temper, and my patience has limits!"
Luo Nan's gaze swept over Qian Daoliu, Gold Crocodile Douluo, and Qingluan Douluo like a sharp sword:
"I have no interest in interfering in your Spirit Hall's affairs."
"However, from now on, if your Spirit Hall dares to pull any tricks on my head, Luo Nan, then prepare to face the full brunt of my rage!"
"When that time comes, it won't be as simple as losing a single Supreme Pontiff!"
Facing the three Peak Douluo, Luo Nan not only did not quit while he was ahead, but instead issued the sternest warning.
Qian Daoliu stared silently at Luo Nan for a long moment, glancing at Luo Nan, and then at Bibi Dong, who was held by Luo Nan like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
"Truly, court disaster and you shall perish..."
Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly.
He knew Bibi Dong brought this end completely upon herself today.
Of all people to mess with, she had to provoke such a monstrously talented, ruthless Living King Yama.
"Let's go."
Qian Daoliu didn't waste another word.
With a wave of his large sleeve, a gentle wave of Soul Power lifted the heavily injured Gold Crocodile Douluo and Qingluan Douluo.
At the same time, his Mental Energy swept through the deep crater in the distance, discovering that Yue Guan and Gui Mei still had a breath of life left—they weren't dead yet!
"Bring those two useless fools along as well. Take them back to Spirit Hall, maybe we can still save them."
Afterward, the three Elders carried the severely injured Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, turning into several streaks of light.
Without looking back, they sped off toward Spirit City, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
The outer perimeter of the vast Star Dou Great Forest returned once again to a dead silence.
Only the whimpering sound remained as the gentle breeze blew through the ruins.
Luo Nan slowly retracted his Martial Soul True Body, and the Golden Sacred Dragon that eclipsed the sky turned into specks of golden light and dissipated in the air.
Holding Bibi Dong, he slowly landed on the devastated ground.
By this time, Bibi Dong had long lost all consciousness.
Her once kingdom-toppling, high-and-mighty beautiful face was covered in dirt and black blood.
Her limbs hung limply, the bones inside her body nearly shattered entirely, her Meridians snapped inch by inch.
"Bibi Dong, I said it before: the blood debt you owe me must be paid today."
"In your next life, keep your eyes open."
Luo Nan snorted coldly, giving Bibi Dong no chance to wake up and beg for mercy or leave any last words.
"Bang!"
Without a shred of hesitation, without a shred of mercy.
Luo Nan slammed his palm fiercely onto the crown of Bibi Dong's head.
A muffled bursting sound echoed.
The generation's Spirit Hall Supreme Pontiff, inheritor of the Rakshasa God, owner of twin spirits, Bibi Dong...
...didn't even have time to let out a scream before her head exploded instantly like a watermelon struck by a sledgehammer!
Red and white mixture splashed all over the ground.
Bibi Dong, dead! Perished completely!
Luo Nan searched Bibi Dong's corpse and found a Spirit Bone.
"A hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor Right Leg Bone. Good stuff!"
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