Before the Pope's Hall, Su Cheng and Qianren Xue both looked surprised as Bibi dong stepped out.
Her appearance and demeanor had changed drastically, no longer exuding the former nobility and elegance. Instead, her entire being emitted a dense and intense aura of chaos and malevolence.
Her once fair and exquisite face now appeared sinister, complemented by her purple armor and the surrounding ominous purple mist, making her truly terrifying.
On each side of her back extended four massive scythes, their formidable power evident, emitting an aura even stronger than the angelic sword in Qianren Xue's hand.
While Qianren Xue remained unaware of the truth, Su Cheng was somewhat surprised, thinking to himself, "Is the side effect of suppressing evil thoughts with soul consumption this significant?"
It was undeniable that Bibidong was stronger than Qianren Xue.
However, her aura was too overwhelming and did not seem to match her true level of power.
Furthermore, while the God Rakshasa was inherently malevolent, the trace of madness in her aura was particularly striking.
With this revelation, Su Cheng relaxed a bit, knowing that their chances of winning had just increased by thirty percent.
With his keen perception, Su Cheng immediately noticed Bibi dong's reaction.
Initially, Bibi dong glanced at the two individuals standing in the center of the hall, then casually surveyed the surroundings.
Casually, she asked, "Where is everyone?"
By now, the guards of the Pope's Hall, who should have been present, had long disappeared.
Using his divine sense, Bibidong realized that not only here, but the entire Spirit Hall was now devoid of people.
Su Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, not far behind Qianren Xue, remaining silent. It was evident that he was not the protagonist at this moment.
As for the rest of the Spirit Hall members...
The battles among deities were incomparably destructive. To prevent any accidents, Qianren Xue had already driven them all away.
However, she showed no intention of explaining this at the moment.
With a stern gaze fixed on Bibidong, she demanded, "Bibi dong, did you kill my father?"
Upon hearing her question, Bibi dong finally turned her head, still wearing the same indifferent expression.
"Yes, of course. The body and soul of Qian Xunji are truly delicious," Bibi dong exclaimed with a sharp, terrifying laughter, reminiscent of a screeching owl.
Su Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly, noting to himself that this woman was truly insane.
"Holy Angel Domain!"
In an instant, the golden angelic domain was released, flames ignited on the Angelic Sword, emitting a dazzling radiance.
"Swoosh!"
Qianren Xue's eight wings spread open, and she appeared in mid-air. Simultaneously, a radiant light emanated from her body.
Her long sword slashed diagonally downward.
The enormous blade swept through the air, enveloped in blazing flames, accompanied by a chilling gust of wind that almost blanketed the entire hundred-meter-wide plaza.
This was the power of a divine strike!
As the sword descended, Bibidong's eyes turned emerald green, with a strange network of black threads visible within them.
Suddenly, a massive purple-black scythe appeared in her hand.
With a raised hand, it clashed with the Angelic Sword.
"Clang!"
A tremendous shockwave spread out, nearly rupturing the eardrums of any ordinary person nearby.
The ground beneath Bibi dong's feet was instantly covered in countless terrifying cracks, and a large number of debris scattered and flew.
In an instant, the battle unfolded.
The two figures intertwined on the plaza, each collision unleashing thunderous explosions.
A storm swept across the area, lifting dust and debris from the ground.
After a moment, the two separated.
Bibidong's expression darkened slightly as she glanced at Su Cheng, who was observing the battle not far away.
Then, with extreme malice, her Rakshasa Domain rapidly expanded outward, instantly suppressing Qianren Xue's Angelic Domain.
Swinging her massive scythe, Bibi dong's purple blade shadows emerged, slashing horizontally towards her opponent.
Qianren Xue raised her sword, igniting divine flames. With a preemptive strike, she intercepted Bibidong's scythe blade, disrupting her preparation.
It was the same peculiar technique that Su Cheng had used before.
Bibi dong's expression darkened.
This was evident in their recent exchange.
However, it was precisely because of this that, despite her superior strength compared to Qianren Xue, she struggled to gain the upper hand in their probing exchanges.
Qianren Xue was employing the technique Su Cheng had taught her, known as the "Meridian Severing and Qi Continuation Method."
Previously, Su Cheng had studied her divine body after her ascension.
Although she had become a god, her essence remained human, and her physical structure, including the distribution of meridians, had not changed. This meant that the Meridian Severing and Qi Continuation Method still had efficacy even at the divine level.
However, Bibidong was evidently prepared for this.
This strike was just a half-hearted feint.
Suddenly, her Rakshasa Scythe exploded into nine massive scythes, slashing towards Qianren Xue from all directions!
In a critical moment, Qianren Xue's eight wings spread open behind her, and then closed in front of her in an extremely perilous manner, barely blocking the incoming scythes.
However, despite this, her figure was still instantly pushed back tens of meters.
Feathers floated in the air, and golden blood dripped from her wings, burning up in mid-air.
Qianren Xue was left shaken by the attack.
Her previous confidence in the confrontation had made her somewhat careless.
If it weren't for the blessing of the attached external soul bone, she would have undoubtedly been seriously injured at this moment.
Seeing that this attack had not succeeded, Bibi dong couldn't help but frown.
But she evidently wasn't going to give her opponent a chance to catch her breath, quickly following up with another attack.
The purple-black Rakshasa Domain intertwined with the golden Angelic Domain, leaving behind a plethora of golden flames and ominous purple blade shadows in the sky and on the ground.
At the center of the battlefield, Qianren Xue silently withstood Bibi dong's powerful onslaught.
By now, her swordsmanship had incorporated thirty percent of Su Cheng's divine charm.
Coupled with the techniques of the Meridian Severing and Qi Continuation Method, she had managed to slightly turn the tide in direct confrontation.
The two engaged in dozens of rounds of combat, with a sense of evenly matched strength emerging for a moment.
However, just then, the eight scythes on Bibidong's back suddenly flew out, merging with the scythe in her hand and soaring into the sky.
A surging purple-black light erupted, and the powerful malevolence in the air seemed to manifest as demonic beings clawing at the heavens.
Meanwhile, the black-purple blade shadows generated during their previous entanglement converged as well.
Everything happened in an instant, leaving Qianren Xue with no time to react.
The giant scythe swept down, condensing into a massive purple blade spanning over a hundred meters. Its immense power caused Qianren Xue's pretty face to pale slightly, her reaction lagging behind.
Not only was its power formidable, but its speed was also astonishing.
It was so fast that even her angelic wings behind her couldn't shield her in time.
Seeing the blade approaching, a figure suddenly stood in front of her at this critical moment.
The giant blade slashed across the chest.
In the next moment, the figure was sent flying hundreds of meters by this devastating blow, crashing into the edge of the ruined square of the Papal Hall.
Ten Thousand Years Soul Bone Skill: Ash Ignition.
Burning all of one's soul power to instantly increase overall strength several times over, but can only be used once a month.
However, this was no ordinary Ten Thousand Years Soul Bone Skill.
Even the most powerful Ten Thousand Years Soul Bone Skill would not qualify for intervention in a battle of this level.
Su Cheng had detonated that Ten Thousand Years Soul Bone!
The sun's true fire on the Angelic Holy Sword dimmed.
Qianren Xue's mind went blank in an instant.
She stared blankly at the distant figure.
As the divine fire extinguished, the cold winter wind swept in, and the temperature returned to bone-chilling cold.
Snowflakes began to drift down from the sky, but neither Qianren Xue nor Bibidong moved, both stunned by the turn of events.
Bibidong had never intended to kill Qianren Xue, only to defeat her.
With this blow, Qianren Xue would at most be severely injured.
But that person, after taking this blow, was undoubtedly doomed.
Su Cheng leaned against a broken wall, cracks spreading all over it and the marble ground beneath him pockmarked.
At this moment, his right leg vanished from sight, and he coughed up blood.
Bibidong's assessment was correct.
After taking this blow, he was undoubtedly doomed to die.