Credits: Quellec
"No, that's not it at all!"
"Bibi Dong, why don't you just die? I never asked you to avenge me, and I never told you to do this for me!"
"No, I don't even have any enemies—you're insane!"
"Father, take the clan and run! Run!"
Yu Xiaogang was on the verge of losing his mind. Just moments ago, his closest nephew—Yu Tianheng—had been brutally cut in half right before his eyes by this madwoman wielding a scythe.
While slaughtering his clan, Bibi Dong dared to claim she was doing it for his sake. What kind of twisted world was this?
"Xiaogang, what nonsense are you saying? Look at you, you're so upset your eyes have turned red."
Yu Xiaogang, his soul power sealed, couldn't even stop Bibi Dong from wiping the bloodstains and tears off his face. Of course, even if his soul power weren't sealed, he likely wouldn't have been able to stop her. But at least he wouldn't feel so utterly helpless. All he could do now was scream, begging his father and clan to escape.
But where could they go? The entire mountaintop was enveloped in Bibi Dong's dual domains. There was no way out for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Alright then. Since you don't like their apologies, I'll just make them die faster."
Bibi Dong meticulously cleaned the blood off Yu Xiaogang's face before gripping her scythe once more.
The remaining clan members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect were too terrified to even make a sound. The eerie sight froze their very souls.
On the mountaintop, only Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out—pleading at times, cursing at others—met only with Bibi Dong's gentle yet chilling smile.
Yu Yuanzhen stood frozen, watching the interaction between the two with tears streaming silently down his face. He could see it clearly—Bibi Dong wasn't normal. Something was very, very wrong with her.
But his regret was focused elsewhere: six months ago, he should have stopped this son of his from ever leaving. Intentional or not, Yu Xiaogang had dragged the entire sect into the abyss.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect wouldn't survive today.
Bibi Dong gripped her scythe tightly and turned. Yu Yuanzhen, after closing his eyes for a moment, opened them again, filled with determination.
"Everyone, hear my command! Kill Yu Xiaogang!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared his final command with all his strength, revealing his true martial soul form. With his remaining right arm, he summoned every last ounce of his soul power and launched an attack in Yu Xiaogang's direction.
In the air, his lightning-covered martial soul form carried his final will, striking toward his son.
He wasn't alone—many clan members, filled with hatred, joined in the attack.
A deafening thunderclap echoed across the mountaintop, like a bolt from the heavens, accompanied by a dragon's mournful roar—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's final elegy.
Within the blue lightning, a ghostly green glow and a crimson scythe slash intertwined, shattering the clan's mountaintop stronghold and slicing into the mountain itself.
With a resounding crash, the surrounding mountainside began to collapse, leaving only a small portion of flat ground in its original place.
No screams were heard. Under the suffocating pressure of Bibi Dong's dual domains, augmented by her divine weapon, no one from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect survived. In fact, across the entire Douluo Continent, only a handful could withstand such an attack.
The falling rubble stirred up clouds of dust mixed with a dark crimson mist. Within this dark red haze was a strange energy, undetectable to most, flowing toward Bibi Dong's body before vanishing completely.
"...Ah..."
After a long silence, a voice finally broke the stillness. It was Yu Xiaogang.
Half-sitting on the ground, he stared blankly at the lifeless figure lying just a few steps away—his father.
At this moment, words failed him. He lunged forward, cradling his father's lifeless body in his arms.
He wanted to speak, but only incoherent, guttural sounds escaped his lips.
Bibi Dong didn't stop him. Instead, as the sinister energy left her body, she seemed to regain some clarity. Upon seeing the scene before her, she instinctively took two steps back. Her scythe struck the ground with a crisp clang.
Then, she saw Yu Xiaogang rise to his feet.
Staggering under the weight of his father's corpse, blood and tears streamed down his face, dripping onto Yu Yuanzhen's lifeless form.
Yu Xiaogang's blood-red eyes and twisted expression burned into Bibi Dong's mind, growing larger and more vivid in her vision.
The intangible sinister energy within the three-meter radius flowed from Yu Xiaogang to Bibi Dong, making her even more lucid. Yet, her complexion turned deathly pale. She wanted to say something, but in the next instant, she gripped her scythes tightly, said nothing, and disappeared into the venomous gaze directed at her.
...
Midway between Heaven Dou City and the ruins of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, two figures met in midair—Han Li and Bibi Dong.
To be precise, it was Han Li who had intentionally extended an invitation to her.
The moment the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's mountaintop was destroyed, Han Li unleashed his aura toward her, deliberately matching the intensity he had previously shown to Qian Daoliu.
"Supreme Pontiff, why are you here?"
Han Li maintained his usual demeanor toward her, though he had adjusted his tone of address.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has been annihilated by me. Since you didn't want to appear from the start, stay out of the way until this matter is settled. Don't worry; your share of the spoils won't be overlooked."
Bibi Dong's demeanor was noticeably more assertive than usual. She locked her gaze on Han Li with a boldness that suggested she might attack him at any moment.
Han Li's expression shifted, a flicker of unwillingness crossing his eyes. But in the end, he forced a smile.
"Your words are law. Then I wish you success. I'll return and wait for your good news."
Under Bibi Dong's watchful gaze, he flew in the direction of Heaven Dou City, disappearing from her sight.
Bibi Dong hovered in the air for a long time before finally transforming into a streak of light and returning in the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
At a secluded courtyard in Heaven Dou City, Han Li tore through space and appeared before Qian Renxue. In front of her, an image displayed Bibi Dong speeding through the sky.
"So, how was my acting? That shock, that unwillingness, and that final resignation—did I manage to convey all of it through my expressions?"
Han Li poured himself a cup of tea and looked at Qian Renxue, seeking her critique of his performance.
"Just average."
Qian Renxue glanced at him briefly and gave her verdict.
Han Li didn't seem to care about her evaluation. The fact that she even bothered to answer his childish question was enough for him—it showed her attitude, and the specific feedback didn't matter much.
"What exactly was going on with her earlier?"
Qian Renxue broke her silence after observing Han Li happily sipping his tea for a while.
"Perhaps it was the Rakshasa's doing—either expressing dissatisfaction or satisfaction. Hard to say."
"One thing is certain: she's now fully capable of ascending and won't lose herself."
Han Li shook his head at first, then sighed.
Even with his foresight and abilities, he couldn't claim omniscience—especially in matters of divine inheritance. But his deliberate close encounter earlier allowed him to confirm that Bibi Dong was in better condition than ever.
At the cost of Yu Xiaogang's entire sect.
He couldn't determine whether this outcome was driven more by Bibi Dong's own will or the Rakshasa's influence. Either way, it was madness. And as a normal person, how could he possibly untangle the logic of such lunacy?
Still, Yu Xiaogang was undoubtedly losing his mind. Watching his father get killed before his very eyes? That was absurd, no matter how you looked at it.
Just as Han Li was preparing to share a few sarcastic remarks with Qian Renxue, his expression froze. In that moment, the threads of fate stirred, and he caught a fleeting glimpse of a future scene.
The vision was brief but surprising.
...
In it, a disheveled Yu Xiaogang stood boldly on the bustling streets of Heaven Dou City, loudly declaring that he was searching for Han Li. He seemed utterly unconcerned about the risks of exposing his identity.
"What's wrong?"
Qian Renxue frowned and waved a hand in front of Han Li's face. For a brief moment, it had felt as though he had disappeared from her senses.
"Nothing. I was observing other places. Oh, and Yu Xiaogang seems to want to find me—to avenge himself against Bibi Dong."
Han Li's expression was peculiar. The laws of fate rarely manifested in such a way—it was unexpected.
He had already drained Yu Xiaogang of his fortune entirely. Unless Han Li deliberately intervened, Yu Xiaogang shouldn't have been able to cross paths with him for the rest of his life.
Since Han Li's final law-related goal was tied to Bibi Dong, the only explanation was that Yu Xiaogang was leveraging his connection to her to reach him.
Using Bibi Dong's influence to kill Bibi Dong? It seemed Yu Xiaogang intended to become the protagonist in this final act.
Even Qian Renxue was taken aback when she heard this.
"What method does he plan to use?"
"Maybe... suicide?"
Han Li raised an eyebrow. Honestly, based on the vision he had seen, that seemed like the most plausible outcome.
Though the primary forces opposing him had previously been concentrated in the Star Luo Empire, it seemed the remnants of Heaven Dou would now have their hands full with Yu Xiaogang.
For him to make such a bold move in public suggested he had resolved to die. A man who had been timid his whole life was now choosing to stand tall at the end—humans truly were complex creatures.
Of course, this was just his speculation. Whether it was correct remained to be seen—perhaps he was wrong.
"Suicide?"
Qian Renxue wrinkled her delicate nose and looked up at Han Li.
"If things are as you say, and you don't mind exposing your whereabouts, how about helping me? Leave him to me to deal with."
Han Li glanced at her. This was the first time she had taken the initiative in matters related to Bibi Dong.
"Alright."
Han Li agreed without much hesitation.
All he wanted was Bibi Dong's divine essence and the faith energy harvested through her war. How she died and the minor twists in the story didn't matter to him.
Plus, he was curious to see what Qian Renxue planned to do.
"Thanks."
The courtyard fell silent once more.