Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 80 Bibi Dong's Shock (1)

Li Muyun smiled softly and said, "Sister Xiao Ai, long time no see. I'm fine. However, I have to go see the teacher first. There are some important things to report. Later, I will tell you in detail about my experiences over the years."

As he said that, he turned to Zhu Zhuqing and introduced her. "Sister Xiao Ai, this is Zhu Zhuqing. She is not only gifted, but also a rare cultivation genius. Please help take care of her."

Xiao Ai nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me."

The moment Xiao Ai nodded, the tears in her eyes sparkled brighter, and a happy smile rose involuntarily. She gently pulled back her hand from Li Muyun's shoulder, the warmth of his clothes still lingering on her fingertips, and that warmth seemed to dispel all the haze in her heart.

As she turned around, she hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, not wanting the joy of reunion to be mixed with any sadness.

"Then go quickly, don't let His Holiness the Pope wait anxiously." Xiao Ai's voice was a little anxious and tender. She looked at Li Muyun, her eyes showing both the joy of reunion and deep concern for his safety.

Li Muyun nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the night. His figure gradually went away until he disappeared in the outline of the alley east of Wuhun City.

Xiao Ai watched him leave, feeling mixed emotions, the sweetness of the reunion, but also the eager anticipation of knowing what he had been through over the years.

"..."

In the dim secret room of the Spirit Hall, the candlelight flickered, but was almost swallowed up by the surrounding darkness, leaving only a faint halo, barely outlining the lonely and proud figure in the center - Bibi Dong.

She stood on an altar paved with black crystals, surrounded by a dark soul power so dense that it was almost solidified, like the mouth of an abyss, swallowing up all light and warmth.

The air was filled with a suffocating feeling of oppression. On the surrounding walls, huge spider specimens preserved using special secret methods were arranged in an interlaced manner. Some of them were sleeping with their eyes closed, while others were hideously twisted, as if they still retained the fear and unwillingness they had in life. These became the source of Bibi Dong's cultivation strength.

The remaining soul power in these creatures turned into trickles under her powerful suction and merged into the boundless sea of ​​darkness in her body.

Bibi Dong's practice is a journey into the abyss of dialogue with herself. As her soul power surges, the darkness around her gradually materializes, like the darkest ink under the night sky, slowly enveloping her.

Her eyes, at this moment, turned into two dots of dark green, flashing with a light that was both cold and fanatical. It was the gaze of the Spider King, seeing through the fragility and nothingness of all things in the world.

With a low and long hiss, Bibi Dong's body began to undergo horrifying changes - blue and purple lines appeared faintly under her skin, spreading like a spider web. In the end, her limbs became slender, with sharp claws extending from her fingertips, and two hard shells bulged out on her back, with a crack in the middle. A pair of huge black wings suddenly spread out, and the flapping of the wings brought up a cold storm, stirring up the dark soul power around her even more violently.

Under the possession of the martial spirit, Bibi Dong completely transformed into a huge spider woman, and her figure was particularly terrifying in the dim secret room. The pair of black wings were broad and powerful, and every swing seemed to tear the space apart and bring gusts of biting cold wind. Her eyes were dark green like ghost fire, flashing a fascinating light in the darkness, staring at the front, as if she could see through the essence of all things in the world.

Purple and blue lines flickered on her body, wriggling like a living thing, bulging her tight black robe, revealing a primitive and wild beauty. The sharp claws shone coldly in the moonlight, tapping the ground lightly, making a crisp and heart-pounding sound.

When Bibi Dong was immersed in the abyss of the Spider Emperor's possession, an ancient and vicissitudes of life voice quietly echoed in her mind, like an ancient call, penetrating the barriers of time and space and striking the depths of her soul. That voice was the whisper of the Rakshasa God, carrying endless temptation and power, and every word was like a heavy hammer, knocking on the most secret corner of her heart.

"Bibi Dong, my successor, feel this power... It is not only a compensation for your past suffering, but also the sharpest blade on your road to revenge."

Luosha God's voice was deep and magnetic, with unquestionable majesty, "Think about what Qianxunji did to you, the humiliation, pain, and despair... Although he is dead, the shadow of the Spirit Hall still looms in your heart. Destroy the Spirit Hall and make those who once trampled on your dignity tremble in despair. Isn't this what you have longed for?"

Bibi Dong's heart seemed to be swept by a violent storm. The words of the Rakshasa God were like a sharp blade, leaving deep marks in her heart. Her eyes gradually became firm and cold, and a resolute smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. In that smile, there was both relief from past suffering and an infinite desire for revenge in the future.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, allowing the power from the abyss to more thoroughly integrate into her blood. In the darkness, her figure seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness, and blue-purple lines flowed on her skin, like flowing magma, releasing a destructive aura.

At this moment, Bibi Dong felt more powerful than ever before. She seemed to hear every cell in her body cheering and leaping for joy, eager to release this long-suppressed power. Her heartbeat resonated with the whispers of the Rakshasa God, and every beat was accompanied by endless hatred and the flame of revenge against the Spirit Hall.

Just when Bibi Dong was about to be affected by this force and turned evil.

At this moment, a clear and slightly expectant voice penetrated the silence of the secret room, as gentle as the first light of dawn, but it seemed particularly abrupt in this dark space.

"Teacher, are you there? I'm back." There was a hint of uncertainty and expectation in the voice, as if it was a child who had been away for a long time and was eager to see a familiar figure.

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, and the pair of huge black wings retracted slightly, and the blue-purple lines gradually dimmed. She tried hard to calm the soul power that was boiling because of the whispering of the Rakshasa God, trying to calm her breath back to calm.

"Rakshasa God, don't even think about controlling me. Get out of here!" Bibi Dong whispered.

As she turned around, the shadows in the secret room seemed to sway gently under her movements, making way for the sudden visitor.

As Bibi Dong turned her body, the huge spider-woman form instantly shrank and turned into a woman with a graceful figure but exuding majesty that should not be underestimated.

She walked out of the secret room slowly, and every step seemed to leave faint dark patterns in the air, which were the aftermath of her soul power that had not yet completely dissipated.

When she walked out of the shadows, a young man appeared in her sight. It was Li Muyun.

Bibi Dong discovered that there was an indescribable aura surrounding Li Muyun. It was the majesty and power unique to a Titled Douluo. Although it had not been fully released, it was enough to inspire awe.

(End of this chapter)