The heavens begin from the underworld

Late at night, Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong woke up from the nightmare again. She did not sit up directly as usual, but stared blankly at the ceiling while reaching out to rub her temples.

Her sleep in the past few days was all in one word. As long as she fell asleep, she would fall asleep quickly. It must be a nightmare.

Almost every time, she quickly forgot the experience in her dream after waking up, and then gradually remembered it soon after.

Thinking of the troubles between these two people, Bibi Dong felt complicated. She murmured inexplicably: "Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, I didn't expect you to be such a person. I was really blind back then."

Thinking of yesterday's report and seeing the similarities between several classics and Wuhun's ten core competencies, Bibi Dong's disappointment gradually turned into resentment.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang, how could she have encountered the kind of accident that happened later.

Being locked in a secret room by Qian Xunji, and finally giving birth to Qian Renxue, this moment reminded her of the evil seed she had experienced in despair...

Coupled with the nightmares of the past few days, Yu Xiaogang's various clown-like reactions in the dreams.

"It's so damn..."

Bibi Dong's blank eyes gradually became sharper, and a dark red color appeared in the depths of her eyes. A small sickle-shaped mark was also revealed on her forehead that was originally as smooth as jade, which was the inheritance mark of the Rakshasa God.

As she felt murderous intent pouring out from her heart, the dream she had just forgotten began to vaguely appear and be remembered by her.

In this recent dream...

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Split it, my daughter!"

Someone's scream echoed in her mind, and then the dream jumped to the next paragraph.

"Si Dong Fist, thoughts surge like a spring!"

"Remember the Winter Sword, never forget it!"

"Haodong Palm, life after life!"

"Winter Subduing Stick, Shura Divine Judge!"

"Nith Winter Mother, Poseidon is furious!"

"Winter is coming..."

There was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, but whose body was exuding extreme cold air, roaring upwards, fighting a powerful enemy. At the beginning, his words were full of tenderness and reluctance, so deep and righteous that those who listened could not help but feel moved.

But, later...

The voice became evil, as if a different person had taken over, as if the devil had taken possession of him, he had lost himself, and his body was controlled by the devil.

A purifying light fell from the sky, and a giant creature that looked like a crab appeared. With the claws of the crab, the evil spirit exuding cold air was instantly cut into two halves. It died completely, but also very hastily, without being able to resist even a moment.

Dreams are discontinuous. Bibi Dong doesn't know what happened next.

The next part of that dream was an indifferent voice that spread throughout the world:

"Rakshasa-return-to-position-"

Bibi Dong saw a beautiful figure descending from the sky, dressed in dark red armor. It looked like it had a soul bone attached to it, but its aura was several times more powerful than a hundred thousand-year-old soul bone.

Although the makeup of the man from the sky has changed greatly, Bibi Dong still recognized him immediately.

That person is herself.

"Disobey me? Then wait for death to come."

"At this moment, the prologue of Diye officially begins!"

When Bibi Dong was stunned, she also wanted to see what was opposite 'himself', but she couldn't see anything, as if 'himself' in the dream was talking to herself.

The dream jumped again, this time it was the indifferent voice that spread throughout the world:

"Heaven sent him back to his place"

In her dream, Bibi Dong stood on the top of Pope Mountain. She saw the angel statue blooming with golden light, bright and sacred, with a heart-warming power.

"God of Angels..."

Bibi Dong looked at the piece of holy light with complicated eyes.

Except for Qian Renxue, it is impossible for anyone else to successfully inherit the throne of the Angel God.

The position of a first-level god is not so easy to inherit, and the requirements for successors are too high.

"The nightmares I've had these past few days are very abnormal when I think about it now."

"People don't dream of things beyond their own knowledge. Those classics are the same as those of plagiarism theory. I can't dream of them. Think about the dreams of the past few days. In addition to Rakshasa and angels, there are more Poseidon involved.”

Bibi Dong was illuminated by the holy light, and her whole body looked more sacred than before. She seemed to be saying to herself: "This is God's revelation."

"Only God can make me fall into nightmares without realizing it."

After Bibi Dong said this, she looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky was still blue and clear, and looked a bit like a vast ocean hanging upside down, as if it would fall down and drown the world at some point.

"god……"

Bibi Dong's eyes were deep and fiery.

It was precisely because she knew how powerful she was that she knew more clearly how terrifying the god who had caused her to unconsciously fall into a nightmare was.

In a real life-and-death fight, no one at the same level can be her opponent.

The six-winged purple light wing attached to the outside of her soul bone makes her fly extremely fast and highly maneuverable. The soul bone on her head can hallucinate and enchant. The 100,000-year-old soul bones in both arms come from the same martial soul as hers. The soul skills attached to the 100,000-year-old Death Spider King are extremely lethal.

The torso bones are also one hundred thousand years old, as is the left leg bone. The soul bone skill of the right leg bone is even more terrifying. It is the mirror image of the copied soul skill, which can further strengthen one of her soul skills.

As for the twin martial souls, she can complete the switch in an instant, which is equivalent to at least nineteen soul skills. Counting the hundred thousand year soul ring, her soul skills will only be more.

There are quite a few top soul skills, such as ‘Eternal Creation’ which ignores defense. Even the invincible golden body with absolute defense cannot resist it. The trauma caused by being hit will spread endlessly until the opponent runs out of soul power and dies tragically.

Or ‘Space Tearing Abyss Slash’ can be regarded as her strongest attack, enough to kill anyone.

In addition to attack, her defensive soul skills are also extremely powerful, and there is also ‘Immortal Body’, which can revive even if the body is cut into pieces, or turn into energy.

The so-called inability to take down Qian Renxue by Bibi Dong is that Qian Renxue is too strong. If they really fight, it will be a life-and-death battle and cannot be suppressed peacefully.

“God…”

Bibi Dong’s thoughts scattered, and she thought of herself who had just seen herself become the Rakshasa God.

The holy light in the dream dissipated, and the dream ended. Bibi Dong’s consciousness returned to the bedroom, and the blue sky was no longer in front of her.

She whispered to herself in a light tone: “Why is there a sudden divine revelation? Or... divine punishment?”

In the quiet room, this sound is enough for people to hear clearly.

Bibi Dong thought of the report from her subordinates yesterday. She couldn't find any trace of the man's past. It was as if he appeared out of thin air in the world.

Then she thought of that handsome face that shouldn't appear in the world, and that the man had moved into the master bedroom of Kunlun Palace, which had been empty since its construction, and even Qian Renxue herself had not lived in it.

"The cause of everything..."

"I was disrespectful to the gods and blasphemous in my words."

"It seems that he sent down nightmares as a punishment from the gods. He is a merciful god."

Bibi Dong was still talking to herself. After she finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.

This time, when she woke up again, it was already dawn. (End of this chapter)