"Pathetic, Qian Daoliu."
"If you've got the guts, come at me! Face me head-on!" Bibi Dong wiped the blood from her lips again as she slowly rose to her feet.
The nine soul rings of her Death Spider Emperor hovered silently around her.
"Death Domain!"
"Slaughter God Domain!"
"Rakshasa Domain!"
Three domains activated simultaneously, their overlapping rules counteracting Qian Daoliu's Angel Domain.
Though there was still a gap in their power, the combined weakening and amplifying effects of the three domains created a terrifying scene.
Complementary and mutually reinforcing, they added an extra layer of oppressive, icy dread to Bibi Dong's presence.
"Death Spider Emperor's Eighth Soul Skill "
"Spider Emperor Clone!"
The eighth soul ring second only to her ninth flared to life.
Dark energy coalesced.
An exact replica of Bibi Dong emerged from the void, wielding an identical Rakshasa Scythe.
The two Bibi Dongs transformed into streaks of black light, charging at Qian Daoliu simultaneously.
"Death Spider Emperor's Seventh Soul Skill "
A violent surge of soul power erupted.
The distance between Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu rapidly closed.
Qian Daoliu remained expressionless, swinging the Angel's Holy Sword materialized by his Six-Winged Angel martial soul.
"Six-Winged Angel's Fourth Soul Skill "
"Angel's Gaze!"
Golden light erupted with overwhelming pressure, dyeing the entire sky in a radiant hue.
The Six-Winged Angel's eyes flickered faintly.
An incomparable force, like a storm, poured forth.
"What?!"
Bibi Dong's expression twisted abruptly.
"External Spirit Bone Skill !"
Countless spider legs sprouted from her back, forming a protective barrier.
Her clone wasn't so lucky its seventh soul skill was obliterated instantly, the entire duplicate exploding into black mist.
The shockwave sent Bibi Dong flying once more.
"The gap between level 98 and 99 isn't as simple as you imagine. Even among level 99s, I stand at the peak. Against Tang Chen, I wouldn't necessarily lose."
"Though that kind of victory wouldn't truly count as surpassing him." Qian Daoliu spoke coldly. "With Xiao Xue gone, I have nothing left to hold back for."
"God or demon even if the Rakshasa God descends in person, I'll stake everything to kill you!"
"Bibi Dong, let me show you what true invincibility in the skies looks like."
"Angel God Armament!"
Golden radiance, like drifting mist, gradually enveloped Qian Daoliu's entire body.
Soul power forged into armor clad his form, making him appear even more divine.
As divine attendants, both Bo Saixi and Qian Daoliu possessed similar abilities.
But using this power outside their patron god's influence came with severe backlash a last-resort technique.
Even against Di Tian, Qian Daoliu had refrained from activating the Angel God Armament.
This power was fundamentally similar to the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's energy armor.
The key difference? While Bo Saixi and Qian Daoliu drew this strength from their gods, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's armor stemmed purely from itself unbound by restrictions.
"So this is your full power, old man?" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth.
The gap was too vast an insurmountable chasm.
But for Bibi Dong to admit fault, declare Qian Renxue alive, or submit to Qian Daoliu? Impossible!
Qian Daoliu's gaze remained frigid.
"Bibi Dong! Old grudges and new we settle them today."
Thick clouds split apart under blinding radiance.
Among the soul rings orbiting his Six-Winged Angel, Qian Daoliu's ninth 100,000-year ring blazed to life.
Holy light spread from his wings, coalescing into a gargantuan golden sword.
The sword brimmed with infinite killing intent. The air for kilometers around grew heavy under its pressure, as though any target it locked onto had nowhere to flee.
This sky-illuminating blade hovered directly above Bibi Dong.
"Ninth Soul Skill Angel's Judgment."
A deafening detonation.
The suspended sword plummeted, embedding itself into the earth.
Rolling waves of soul power devoured everything nearby. Bibi Dong, illuminated by the sword's glow, was erased without a trace in an instant.
The ground quaked violently. The shockwaves from the impact were visible even at extreme distances.
Meanwhile, observing through telescopes...
The Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo lowered their devices, exchanging glances filled with shock.
The Sword Douluo inwardly sighed. "No wonder Father told me not to seek revenge. Even with Fengzhi's support, victory would be impossible."
Bibi Dong was no weakling likely stronger than him even with Ning Fengzhi's boosts.
Yet against Qian Daoliu? She was completely outmatched.
Especially after that golden armor appeared.
The gap had become an abyss.
"Coward, do you think Bibi Dong's dead?" The Bone Douluo mused. "Qian Daoliu didn't hold back at all."
"Unclear." The Sword Douluo shrugged. "Judging by their lip movements, I suspect Qian Daoliu believes Qian Renxue is dead."
"Makes sense." The Bone Douluo nodded thoughtfully. "Speaking of which, Rongrong said channeling soul power into the telescope's core enables recording, right?"
"Right. No soul power means no recording. Convenient little feature."
As the radiance from Qian Daoliu's Angel's Judgment faded...
The two Title Douluos raised their telescopes again, resuming their roles as battlefield journalists they still needed footage for Ning Fengzhi.
Through the lenses:
The aftermath revealed devastation a massive crater, plumes of black smoke, the earth scorched crimson by the explosion's heat.
Bibi Dong had vanished. It seemed under Qian Daoliu's ninth soul skill, she'd been utterly annihilated not a single cell remaining.
Qian Daoliu continued gazing down coldly.
He didn't leave. Instead, he reactivated his Angel Domain, scanning the area meticulously.
Some soul masters possessed resurrection skills. Qian Daoliu would wait a while longer.
Sure enough
Near the crater's edge, motes of black light began coalescing, swiftly reforming into Bibi Dong's silhouette.
Gasping for breath, she braced herself on the ground with one hand, sweat beading on her forehead.
"Hmph. Qian Daoliu, so this is the Angel God's divine power? Your 'invincibility in the skies' is nothing special."
"I knew you wouldn't die so easily." Qian Daoliu observed her ragged state dispassionately. "Let's see how many more times you can resurrect, Bibi Dong."
Once more, the colossal sword materialized overhead.
Another Angel's Judgment.
Today, Qian Daoliu had only two goals kill Bibi Dong, or die to the descending Rakshasa God.
Even so, he would kill her. Only then could his hatred be quenched.