After the strike, Bibi Dong's life rapidly faded away, reaching its end.
The Angelic power and the Rakshasa power inherently counteracted each other.
Not to mention the fact that the Angelic Divine Sword was now burning with Qian Ren Xue's innate divine fire.
Even if Bibi Dong had any will to survive left, which was doubtful, she wouldn't have been able to withstand such a blow even at her peak.
In this moment, perhaps due to the dissipation of her divine power or because of the purification by the holy power, Bibi Dong's consciousness became clear.
A deep voice echoed from afar, resonating clearly in her ears.
"Bibi Dong, how pitiful you are.
"Heaven gave you unmatched talent but didn't grant you an equally strong spirit. It offered you a chance to escape the abyss, yet you chose to wallow in self-pity.
"You sought revenge and closure, yet you only dwell in the past, indulging in absurd regrets. Besides Qian Xunji, has anyone ever wronged you? Yet you seek to drag everyone down with your childish love."
"In the end, you put your faith in a false illusion of a godly figure in your heart, rather than the flesh and blood right in front of you.
"At this point, your downfall is entirely your own doing."
Bibi Dong looked towards Su Cheng direction with empty eyes.
"A false illusion, huh... Haha..."
In that instant, she suddenly understood many things.
Hints to kill the three Grand Elders; subtle manipulation to increase animosity between her and Qianren Xue; the mysterious disappearance of two elders from the Martial Soul Hall two years ago; the peculiar behavior of Jigui and the others; the layout that started over a decade ago...
Maybe even his joining the Martial Soul Hall was part of that person's plan.
Watching Qianren Xue rushing towards Su Cheng without hesitation, Bibi Dong couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
"Xiaoxue, I hope my speculation is wrong..."
Qianren Xue reached the edge of the square and knelt beside Su Cheng.
"Teacher!"
At this moment, his breath grew even weaker, almost fading to the point of resembling a corpse.
This completely caught Qianren Xue off guard.
From the situation just now, he should have been able to hold on for at least another hour.
Distracted, Qianren Xue gazed at the beautiful face before her. Su Cheng looked even more stunning despite the bloodstains on his pristine white cheeks, exuding a tragic beauty.
"Xiaoxue..."
Even with his injuries, Su Cheng's appearance remained flawless, adding to his ethereal aura.
Qianren Xue desperately gathered the remaining divine power within her to perform healing techniques on him. However, after the intense battle and the depletion of her energy, she could hardly muster any strength. Her body was on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't exert much force even with her divine power.
Moreover, her spiritual energy was nearly depleted, making it extremely difficult to manipulate her divine power. Even at her peak, she wouldn't be able to do much to heal his severe injuries.
"What should I do..."
Su Cheng heard her helpless murmur but remained silent, his gaze downcast.
After a moment, the tiny angel imprint on Qianren Xue's forehead began to tremble slightly.
She was drawing upon the most fundamental angelic power from her angelic divine position!
It wasn't that she was reluctant to use this divine position; rather, given Su Cheng's current condition, he wouldn't be able to withstand a greater energy burst. Besides, she was currently unable to control such immense power herself.
Su Cheng stared at the faintly trembling angel imprint.
He understood that this small imprint represented the core of Qianren Xue's power as an angelic deity, the external manifestation of her divine position's power.
He had never intended to accept the so-called divine position inheritances in the Douluo Continent, but he was curious about the nature of this divine system.
During the inheritance of the Divine Examination, Qian Dao Liu was still alive, so he never had the chance to delve deeper into his research.
But after Qianren Xue became a deity, he had the opportunity to understand it up close.
At this moment, within Su Cheng's sea of consciousness, there was also a tiny floating sword shadow.
A tangible sword intent!
This was not because his comprehension of the sword path had reached a new height.
Instead, it was something he had been refining day and night for years, starting from a few years ago.
It contained all his insights into swordsmanship in this life, as well as the extraordinary spiritual power he had accumulated through years of using drugs.
Just now, he had once again burned his remaining spiritual power, soul power, and even life force, enhancing this sword intent throughout his body's major acupoints.
This was also the reason why his breath declined so rapidly.
Attacks forged by gathering power, like Su Cheng's, naturally possessed immense power but were also extremely flawed.
No one else would do something like this, except him.
Because it was meaningless.
Unless the enemy was completely defenseless against him.
"Shoo."
The tiny sword shadow shot out from Su Cheng's forehead, instantly piercing into the girl's eyes, and in an instant reached the condensation point of her deity, exploding.
The eyes are the windows of the soul, but also the easiest points to be invaded by the soul.
At this moment, Qianren Xue's soul was weak, her spiritual power depleted, and she was still trying to draw power from her deity to heal him, completely unguarded against him.
With one blow, the tiny six-winged angel imprint on her forehead, which had been trembling slightly, violently shook, and after a moment, shattered into countless light spots.
The deity was shattered.
Su Cheng also felt a moment of darkness before his eyes, almost dying on the spot due to the backlash of the exploding sword intent.
[Mission accomplished. ]
[Main task·The fifth ring's basic requirements have been completed.]
[Main task completed, you can leave at any time within an hour. ]
Qianren Xue trembled as she raised her right hand, touching her forehead.
Her eyes looked blankly at Su Cheng.
"Teacher, why..."
"Xiaoxue, in this life, I have only lived for one thing, and that is to destroy the Martial Soul Hall. I taught you knowledge, helped you become a deity, but ultimately it was all for this one purpose."
Seeing no reaction from her, Su Cheng took out a signal flare from the soul guide and launched it.
"I shattered your deity imprint. Your life is not in danger, but from now on, there will be no more divine angels in this world."
With that said, he stared blankly at the sky.
"A hum."
After a moment of silence, the sound of a sword rang out from afar and approached swiftly over the Martial Soul City.
The elderly man controlling the sword was astonished to see Su Cheng's current state.
"Cheng'er!"
Hurrying forward, he also looked at Qianren Xue, who appeared numb.
"Cough... Father, don't worry about me for now, listen to what I have to say."
The hand holding the sword tightened slightly.
"Father, please, don't."
Su Cheng looked at Chen Xin and forced a smile.
"What... what's going on?!"
How could Chen Xin not be concerned? He quickly approached to infuse him with soul power and check his physical condition.
He had no idea Su Cheng would end up like this; he looked half dead.
Su Cheng didn't stop him, though.
The signal flare just now was sent to Chen Xin, and he was the only one who came.
Chen Xin's cultivation had reached the peak of level 97, not far from level 98. In terms of combat power, he was even comparable to an ordinary level 98 peak Douluo.
If all went as planned, the remaining three Grand Envoys of the Hall and the Elders at the rank of Titled Douluo had already fallen by his hand.
As for the others, Su Cheng didn't trust them and had instructed Chen Xin not to let anyone else come along.
He still had matters to attend to.
Looking at the lifeless Qianren Xue in front of him, Su Cheng murmured softly, "Xiaoxue, well, I guess you don't want to hear me call you that anymore. Do you remember our bet ten years ago?"
Qianren Xue raised her head dazedly.
"Promise me, live on well. The affairs of the world are like flowing water... *cough*... Your life is still long; forget about me, forget about Bibi dong, forget about the Martial Soul Hall."
Turning to Chen Xin, "Father, please take care of her for me."
Nowadays, Chen Xin is invincible on the continent, and the people of the Wu Tian Sect are no match for him.
Moreover, with Chen Xin's consumption of the Immortal Grass and advancement in Martial Soul, there is still room for further improvement. Perhaps he might even have a chance to reach the threshold of the 99th level Supreme Douluo.
With his protection, even if Qianren Xue falls to the level of an ordinary soul master now, she can still live out the rest of her life peacefully.
Su Cheng has absolute trust in Chen Xin's character.
Qianren Xue looked at Su Cheng, bloodlust flashing in her eyes. "How could I forget, how... could I forget..."
"Then... *cough*... live well and hate me with the rest of your life. Father, I beg you... *cough*... take care of her."
"..." Chen Xin looked at Su Cheng's earnest gaze and nodded. "I understand."
He had sensed it with his soul power countless times just now.
This body is now like burnt-out dry wood, devoid of any hint of vitality.
Upon hearing Chen Xin's response, Su Cheng closed his eyes, and darkness enveloped his vision.
...
Just then, a golden light suddenly appeared in Qianren Xue's hand, her last trace of divine power.
However, this bit of divine power was used to repair her body. After exhausting her divine power, not to mention a soul master, even an ordinary person would find it difficult to withstand.
Chen Xin's expression changed, unsure of what she intended to do.
He wanted to intervene but was afraid of hurting her. After a moment of hesitation, he chose not to act rashly.
Qianren Xue seemed oblivious to his reaction, and the golden light in her hand shone even brighter.
"Heh, spoken so lightly... the affairs of the world are like flowing water..."
She swung her hand back.
The golden light pierced into her chest.
"You..."
Chen Xin looked at Qianren Xue in horror.
As Qianren Xue's life rapidly ebbed away, she stared at Su Cheng's lifeless body without a hint of breath.
"In a world without you, it's no longer a world. My life... it's truly ridiculous."
"Foolish child..."
Watching the lifeless figures before him, Chen Xin sighed and looked up.