"Is he... dead?" inquired Bibi Dong as she watched Qian Renxue approaching with a sword in hand, stepping closer towards her.
For Su Cheng, she had always felt a peculiarly complex mix of emotions towards him.
Though over the years, she had come to understand that he wasn't Yu Xiaogang, and they were completely different people. Yet, the initial impression had been too profound, often causing her to unintentionally reminisce.
Qian Renxue remained silent. At this point, she couldn't bear to listen to anything or speak herself. There was only one thought in her mind—kill the Rakshasa God and then save Su Cheng!
The intent to kill was palpable this time. If there had been more anger before, now, this daughter truly wanted to end her life!
Bibi Dong's expression turned cold. The purple-black flames on her Rakshasa Scythe erupted, spreading across her body. Divine power ignited.
There was no more probing this time. Both of them went all out, transforming into golden-red and purple-black streaks of light, crisscrossing the square in a fierce battle, with their divine powers burning intensely.
The shockwaves of their battle alone dispersed the clouds in the sky, allowing sunlight to shine through.
Clearly, they were no longer able to fully control their powers.
"Cough... Bibi Dong... Do you know... it's extremely foolish to suppress divinity with bestial nature, relying on chaotic will to rid oneself of the entanglement of evil thoughts..." came a faint yet distinct voice from afar, causing Bibi Dong's assault to pause momentarily.
Qian Renxue's expression also shifted slightly, but she paid no attention and seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack.
"Hehe, do you really think that Yu Xiaogang could figure out the core advantages of a beast martial soul?... That book was written by me," Su Cheng chuckled.
"What?!" Bibi Dong's face changed abruptly as she turned to look into the distance, her eyes glowing purple, and her aura instantly surging.
"You think... *cough cough*... you think I don't know why you asked me for a method to compensate for your mutated martial soul? Let me tell you the truth, even if I had told him my method, he wouldn't have been able to solve his martial soul problem..."
"Yu Xiaogang's martial soul is actually the result of a failed evolution, completely different from so-called malignant mutations..."
"It was I who helped him forcefully break through to the 30th level, and then absorb the bloodline of the pure-blooded Dragon Beast soul ring to purify his bloodline, thus compensating for his martial soul."
The voice continued, disrupting her thoughts.
"As for the timing, it was when Dugu Bo and I left the Martial Soul City ten years ago."
"Impossible! You're lying!"
"Hehe, lying? Bibi Dong, over these years, have you become so foolish as to lose your basic ability to think? Who besides me could help Yu Xiaogang break through the bottleneck to the 30th level? You must have secretly investigated how Yu Xiaogang compensated for his martial soul defect. Is there any connection between the method I told you and what you learned?"
Bibi Dong's mind was in turmoil, momentarily overwhelmed by Qian Renxue.
"I know your Soul-Eating Spider Emperor can devour martial souls, so I used Yu Xiaogang to publish a theoretical paper. He's always been eager for fame, so he agreed readily, unaware that it was specifically written for you. Do I need to be clearer? The taste of the three top-tier beast martial souls must be quite satisfying, right?"
Qian Renxue didn't understand the implications of this statement.
She had no idea that the three chief sacrificers had died at the hands of Bibi Dong, nor had she ever seen the book written by Yu Xiaogang, so she made no connections.
But she could clearly feel that Bibi Dong's rhythm of attack had been completely disrupted.
Bibi Dong's heart surged with waves, and in that instant, all the doubts and coincidences she had avoided thinking deeply about suddenly had the most reasonable answers.
But she clearly refused to believe it.
"You're lying! If it's really written by you, why don't you publish it yourself!" Bibi Dong shouted fiercely.
"Haha, what a joke. Do you think I, Su Cheng, care about fame? I didn't publish it myself because I knew you would doubt what I wrote, but you would definitely treat Yu Xiaogang's work as the absolute truth, you fool!"
Su Cheng's mocking words pierced Bibi Dong's heart like a sharp sword.
His verbal attack was even more potent than Qian Renxue's fierce and rapid onslaught at this moment.
"It's quite amusing, actually. This so-called master is quite similar to you in this regard. I gave him the theory and explicitly told him that there was no need for attribution, and he was quite pleased. Can you guess what I figured out?
"Do you still remember how you absorbed the fourth hundred-thousand-year soul ring? Back then, you were just like this, unhesitatingly claiming it as your own.
"The two of you really are a perfect match..."
Cracks began to appear in the divine image in her mind, and the anchor balancing the beastly nature and divinity within her soul began to waver.
Bibi Dong's mind showed a hint of confusion.
"Using the beastly nature to suppress evil thoughts feels much easier than bearing them alone, doesn't it? When you enjoy the glory above ten thousand, do you ever remember who gave you all of this in the first place?
"How foolish, to trust a weak and incompetent impostor who even your own clan refuses to accept, rather than believing in the martial soul that pulled you out of the abyss and nurtured you into adulthood."
"When your parents died, and you scavenged for scraps in the garbage dump, that young master living in luxury in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan must surely be able to empathize, right?
"Hehe... *cough*... hahaha..."
The Rakshasa Domain erupted in full force, the dense aura of evil sweeping recklessly around.
In this moment, Bibi Dong's aura was even stronger than before, several times more intense.
Seeing this scene, Su Cheng grinned.
Bibi Dong was about to lose control.
"Xue'er, use your divine sense!"
Without hesitation, Qian Renxue acted upon hearing Su Cheng's words.
A dazzling golden light shot from her eyes, containing all of her unrestrained soul power, her immense divine sense reaching unprecedented levels.
In this moment, Bibi Dong's faith collapsed, her years of obsession shattered, and the anchor stabilizing her soul was no longer steady.
The chaos of absorbing multiple beast martial souls, combined with the malicious intent of the Rakshasa Divine Sense, simultaneously assailed her soul.
In contrast, Qian Renxue, nurtured by Su Cheng's medicines over the years, excelled in spiritual power.
Moreover, she had the severely injured and dying Su Cheng behind her.
It was her moment of strongest conviction and unwavering will.
With a single blow, Bibi Dong was almost defenseless and severely injured.
She staggered backward, her body trembling violently, even her Rakshasa Divine Armor falling off and disappearing in a purple light.
A burst of purple energy erupted from her head, causing her to fly backward as if losing consciousness, blood spraying from her grimacing seven orifices.
The Angelic Domain instantly expanded, overpowering the pervading aura of the Rakshasa Domain.
Then, the Angelic Divine Sword pierced through her chest.
The cold wind howled, and the snowfall grew heavier than before.
Su Cheng watched the snowflakes falling from the sky, a smile playing on his lips.
"Such heavy snow!"
With these words, he added, appreciating the change in weather despite the intense battle raging around him.