In the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu's brows furrowed, and his expression changed.
He could still recognize Bibi Dong's aura.
What kind of terrifying existence could make Bibi Dong flee in such a panic?
Yes, panic!
Without wasting any words, Qian Daoliu immediately activated his martial spirit and transmitted a message to the other high priests.
In just a moment, the Third, Fourth, and Fifth Worship appeared beside Qian Daoliu.
The elders who remained in the Spirit Hall also gathered around him.
"Grandfather, what's happening?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion.
She had just begun the Angelic Nine Trials, and this level of commotion left her bewildered.
"Xue'er, stay in the Angelic Temple and don't go anywhere," Qian Daoliu said with a grave expression.
The aura trailing behind Bibi Dong, even Tang Chen back then didn't possess such power!
It was truly terrifying!
Fortunately, this was Spirit City, and he could draw on some of the Angelic God's power. Otherwise...
Qian Daoliu's words left Qian Renxue even more puzzled.
What could be happening to make her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, show such an expression?
Could it be that Neuvillette and Focalors had come to attack?
It should be known that her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, was the Great Worshiper of the Angelic God, possessing a power level of ninety-nine, the pinnacle of human strength. He could also wield a portion of the Angelic God's power, making him a quasi-god.
What could cause him such concern, if not a true god?
Before Qian Renxue could ask any more questions, Qian Daoliu and his group had already appeared in the sky above Spirit City.
"Big Brother…"
"A powerful enemy is approaching. Be ready!"
They knew of only one person who could be considered a powerful enemy by Qian Daoliu, and that was Tang Chen. But hadn't Tang Chen disappeared for decades?
With Qian Daoliu taking it so seriously, how could they be negligent?
They all released their martial spirits, preparing for the incoming threat.
In the blink of an eye, about twenty seconds later, a very disheveled figure appeared before them.
"Her Holiness Pope?"
"Bibi Dong?"
Everyone was bewildered. Judging by Bibi Dong's current aura, although somewhat chaotic, her spirit power level had at least reached ninety-eight!
While surprised, they were also confused.
What kind of existence could force a terrifying figure at level ninety-eight to flee in panic?
At that moment, the void shattered, and a massive black dragon claw emerged from it, reaching for Bibi Dong.
"Human, you cannot escape!"
Di Tian's voice echoed throughout Spirit City, filled with rage!
When the towering figure appeared in the sky above Spirit City, everyone finally saw what was chasing their Pope.
It was a dragon with golden eyes and a pitch-black body!
In terms of sheer size, this black dragon was the most terrifying spirit beast they had ever seen, without exception!
Even the elders and high priests of the Spirit Hall felt chills down their spines and cold sweat running down their backs at this moment.
What kind of existence had Bibi Dong provoked while hunting a spirit?
"A hundred thousand years?"
No, this black dragon was definitely older than a hundred thousand years!
Bibi Dong looked at the incoming dragon claw with despair. Even if she unleashed all her power, she was no match for this black dragon!
Unless she became a god!
No wonder even the Rakshasa God feared this terrifying being.
At that moment, Qian Daoliu burst forth with his peak speed, grabbing Bibi Dong and narrowly dodging Di Tian's attack.
"???"
"The Angelic God's successor?"
"No, you're just a servant."
Di Tian reverted to human form, glanced at Qian Daoliu, then at Bibi Dong, a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Why would a servant of the Angelic God help the Rakshasa God's successor?
With just one glance, he saw through Qian Daoliu's essence. This black dragon was truly terrifying!
"Servant of the Angelic God, why are you helping the Rakshasa God's successor?"
"If I remember correctly, the Angelic God and the Rakshasa God are supposed to be mortal enemies."
Hearing this, both Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong fell silent.
He knew so much!
This is truly unexpected!
"Who are you, and why are you pursuing the Pope?" Qian Daoliu asked, his voice filled with caution.
Di Tian gave Qian Daoliu an overwhelming sense of terror, even more so than facing Tang Chen and Bo Saixi simultaneously.
He knew that unless absolutely necessary, he should not engage in a fight with this being.
Di Tian glanced at Qian Daoliu and then scanned the surroundings.
This should be the stronghold of the Rakshasa's successor.
Surprisingly, it was also the stronghold of the Angelic God. This was indeed rather absurd.
"I am Di Tian, Guardian of the Dragon God, and leader of the Golden-eyed Black Dragon Clan!" Di Tian's voice was not loud, but it resonated throughout Spirit City, clearly heard by all.
"My people were slaughtered, and my home destroyed by you. We are mortal enemies by nature, so why should I not pursue?"
The people in Spirit City were stunned. This "man" before them—no, this dragon—seemed to have a remarkable origin!
Guardian of the Dragon God?
If someone as powerful as him is merely a guardian, how powerful must the Dragon God be?
Just thinking about it made their scalps tingle.
Bibi Dong's face turned grim. In the end, it was Qian Daoliu, the person she had always hated, who saved her life.
"Great Worshiper, the Sixth and Seventh Worshipers have already perished."
"Elder Demon Bear has also fallen."
"Elder Ghost Leopard's fate is unknown…"
As for the Soul Douluos and Soul Sages, they likely had no chance of survival.
"What?"
"Old Six and Old Seven..."
The deaths of Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard were more concerning to those in the Elders' Hall, but to those in the Worshipers' Hall, only Jiang Long and Jiang Jun mattered.
"Bibi Dong, what on earth happened?" The Third Worshiper shouted at Bibi Dong, his anger burning fiercely.
"Humans… truly a fascinating species, still fighting among yourselves even at a time like this," Di Tian chuckled, treating it all as a joke.
He didn't care whether they united or not; for him, coming and going as he pleased was as easy as anything. It wasn't like dealing with Neuvillette, where that feeling of powerlessness existed.
At this moment, Di Tian felt brimming with power.
The golden-glowing servant was indeed strong. With borrowed divine power, he had reached a Demi-god level, making him a formidable opponent. However, he was just a Demi-god.
If Qian Daoliu had reached the level of a quasi-god, Di Tian wouldn't mind playing with him longer. But a human body is ultimately too fragile.
The crowd fell silent, and the Third Worshiper also quieted down, saying nothing more.
As for the Second Worshiper, he was still in Sotou City receiving his award…
"Today, it seems we have no choice but to fight," Qian Daoliu thought to himself as he glanced at Di Tian.
A golden, radiant longsword appeared in his hand.
"Attack!"
With this brief respite, Bibi Dong had recovered slightly and also charged toward Di Tian.
The elders and worshipers moved in unison, coordinating their attacks with the two leaders.
In Spirit City, every spirit master capable of flight joined the battle at this moment.
Inside the Angelic Temple, Qian Renxue stared blankly.
Was it really Bibi Dong who was being pursued?
The Sixth and Seventh Worshipers… dead?