Opportunities that others yearn for, she could easily obtain.
It had been this way since her youth.
With soul master talents far surpassing ordinary people, a status as a saintess that others envied, and after the death of the previous Pope, she became the youngest and the only female Pope in the history of Spirit Hall.
But these things were trivial to Bibi Dong.
What she desperately yearned for, who had ever truly cared about it?
Qian Xunji didn't care, Yu Xiaogang didn't care, and even Su Cheng, who brought her hope and warmth in another world, didn't care.
Everyone has different standards for measuring things.
To her, the things she cherished and longed for were the most ordinary in the eyes of others.
She couldn't obtain what she desired, and the various situations in her memories were nothing but illusions; the person she loved was difficult to approach, and she could only bury her feelings deep in her heart; even her flesh and blood relatives loathed each other, looking at each other with disgust. Painful memories followed her like shadows, never leaving...
Logically speaking, as the God of Evil Thoughts, the Rakshasa God typically arouses the evil desires in people's hearts, which are the most easily exploited negative emotions in human nature.
In the past, the Rakshasa God's presence hidden in the City of Slaughter chose Bibi Dong because of the evil inherent in her second martial spirit, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, along with the seeds of greed and obsession deep within her, and her extremely powerful natural talent. It marked her, selected her as the inheritor of the divine position, and opened the Rakshasa God trials for her.
But now, what the Rakshasa God's power evoked was a different, extremely strong negative emotion from the depths of Bibi Dong's heart—pain.
This emotion could also be transformed into the source of the Rakshasa God's power.
However, for ordinary people, it is very difficult to tap into this power.
When a person is as deeply oppressed and pained as Bibi Dong, tormented by countless nightmares and fears, the future offers only two choices.
One is to choose to devour the world and destroy it, which would return to the path the Rakshasa God should originally follow.
But this path is hard to achieve.
The more likely choice is self-destruction.
The pain is too deep; it is hard for anyone to keep walking forward step by step.
"We must leave this place first."
Su Cheng looked around at the layers of blood mist gathering around and decided not to hesitate any longer.
Bibi Dong's current state was clearly not going to recover anytime soon. Moreover, as time passed, the situation would likely become even more serious.
Although he had already activated his Five Elements Domain, fused with innate power, to block the constantly surging Rakshasa God's power from the outside, it was difficult to completely eradicate it.
As the inheritor of the Rakshasa God's position, Bibi Dong was deeply entangled with the Rakshasa God's power.
Moreover, the Rakshasa God, as the God of Evil Thoughts, had the terrifying ability to infect people's minds and arouse negative emotions from the depths of their hearts. This wasn't something that could be solved simply by blocking divine power.
Unless Su Cheng used the second stage of his True Eternal Form to completely disperse and annihilate the Rakshasa God's power here with overwhelming strength, it was impossible to cure her completely.
But he clearly wouldn't do such a foolish thing.
Although the rules here prevented the use of soul skills, they didn't limit him, but the True Eternal Form couldn't be maintained for long. Once used, it would mean his trump card was exhausted. If any danger arose afterward, it would become very troublesome.
It wasn't arrogance on Su Cheng's part. He genuinely didn't believe that Bibi Dong, even in her normal state, could be more effective in danger than his fully powered self.
"Zhuqing, you go ahead." Su Cheng pointed to the dark direction of the narrow path and said solemnly to Zhu Zhuqing.
If the two had equal strength, the person at the front would face greater danger.
But his soul power was much stronger, his perception far exceeding Zhu Zhuqing's, allowing him to anticipate risks in advance.
Additionally, his attack speed was faster, making it more convenient to monitor the surroundings from behind and give appropriate instructions.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, glanced at Bibi Dong leaning in Su Cheng's arms, opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
She then continued to maintain her innate domain's operation, turned around, and walked toward the half-foot-wide narrow path ahead.
Of course, she wasn't just clearing the way but was also constantly adjusting her Wind God Domain as Su Cheng had instructed earlier, feeling the deep, fierce, and domineering killing intent on the Hell Road, integrating it further with her innate domain, and making up for its shortcomings.
Only then did Su Cheng stretch out his arms and cradle the barely conscious Bibi Dong in a princess carry.
As he moved, Bibi Dong instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
She then opened her slightly hazy eyes, gazing at him in a daze, as an intoxicating fragrance exuded from her lips.
"Su Cheng, save me..."
Su Cheng sighed inwardly.
Glancing at Zhu Zhuqing walking ahead, he whispered, "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will go wrong."
After speaking, he gently brushed his fingers across her eyes, wiping away the tears streaming down.
At the same time, his perception, imbued with powerful soul force, extended into her.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's soul was extremely restless, and he finally sensed a trace of her soul's state.
But as soon as he made contact, Su Cheng's expression changed slightly.
Bitter.
Although it was just a vague feeling from her soul, it felt real, blossoming in his heart.
In that moment, it was as if thousands of yellow lilies had condensed into a single drop of the bitterest liquid, blooming on his tongue.
An intense bitterness emanated from her soul.
It even tingled Su Cheng's heart.
This was completely different from what he had imagined.
He had originally thought that under the Rakshasa God's evil influence, Bibi Dong's heart would either be filled with fear of being betrayed by her closest kin, or with hatred and resentment towards the unfairness of fate, or at the very least, remorse and regret for past mistakes, perhaps even a manic impulse for destruction.
But he never expected it to be this pure and extreme bitterness.
Loneliness, helplessness, fear, darkness...
Besides that, there was only a faint glimmer of light far in the distance, barely discernible.
Within that, there indeed existed a will for destruction.
But it wasn't aimed at the world, it was aimed at herself.
Of course, that thought wasn't strong enough to prompt her to take any action for now.
Su Cheng stared blankly at Bibi Dong's pale face in his arms.
Usually, it was imperceptible. In fact, in the past year, her behavior had become much more rational and less obsessive.
More often than not, she exhibited a peculiar calmness.
Moreover, Bibi Dong's ambition and purpose seemed to have waned. At least in terms of continental domination and self-enhancement, her actions were not as aggressive and her methods had softened considerably.
"So that's it..."
Su Cheng's expression was complex.
What she sought and loved was hopeless. Looking back, all she saw was suffering.
To her, the world was like a prison, and the tiny sparks of hope had become the deepest obsession in her heart.
Or perhaps that was the motivation that kept her from being completely swallowed by the darkness.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you."
Although this trip to the Hell Road had deviated somewhat from the expected scenario, it was not entirely fruitless.
At least at this moment, Su Cheng had roughly figured out the main reason why the Rakshasa God's power had rooted so deeply in Bibi Dong's soul.
The root wasn't in the Rakshasa God's power, but in Bibi Dong herself, in her dim and dark past memories.
This provided a direction for a targeted solution.
However, old wounds had long festered and spread throughout her body.
If the rotten flesh was cut away, in Bibi Dong's heart, in that dark, muddy place, could a new life, like a lotus emerging from the mud, be reborn?
Or had it rotted completely into mud, with no seed of the lotus remaining?