Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Star-Breaking Sword God

Soul Land—Chapter 135: Bibi Dong's Self-Deception

Towards dusk, in the mountains far from human habitation.

Bibi Dong sensed the sky. Qian Daoliu, who used to sit in the Elders' Hall, was now quietly suspended in the air, watching her.

"Heh, you keep saying 'trust,' but you're just worried that I'll do something to her. Your Qian family members have always been so hypocritical." 

Across from her, Qian Renxue had returned to her original appearance, standing side by side with Ling Qianyao.

She was dressed in a golden and white outfit today, with a beautiful face, and eyebrows like distant black clouds, revealing a heroic spirit. Her long golden hair flowed over her shoulders like a waterfall.

Unlike before, her golden long hair was tied up with a new headband—white with angel marks embroidered on it.

Beside her, Ling Qianyao looked equally graceful, wearing a white suit with silver cloud patterns embroidered on it and a black belt tied around his waist, accentuating his slender figure.

His black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes—handsome and handsome. The corners of his lips were slightly raised in a smile that felt like a spring breeze.

The two stood together, like a perfect couple—talented, beautiful, and extremely well-matched.

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered, and the suppressed jealousy in her heart surged like a tide. The scene before her hurt her eyes.

She once longed to have such a person—standing by her side, shoulder to shoulder with her. But fate played tricks on her; she only gained endless loneliness and betrayal.

'How can she find such a person? She lives a ridiculous, meaningless, and hypocritical life in Heaven Dou City, yet she seems blessed by fate, accompanied by a good man.'

A hint of red light flashed in her eyes, 'No, I absolutely won't allow it. The blood flowing in her veins, her martial soul, is not worthy of happiness. I won't allow it.'

She clenched the Pope's scepter tightly, the body of the scepter emitting a strange purple glow. The gem at the top seemed shrouded in shadow at this moment.

Qian Renxue smiled. "My sister? Ha. As you expected, we are here. I will prove once again that the so-called power you insist on pursuing is nothing but an illusion. Qianyao and I are far better than you."

Bibi Dong scoffed, "Is that so? Then let me take a good look. A Soul Emperor, a Soul Ancestor, your aura is quite good, but your strength is a bit lacking."

"Hmph."

Qian Renxue let out a cold snort, her aura suddenly soaring, six pure white wings slowly unfurling behind her, sacred light and scorching True Sun Fire intertwined, merging with the Ziwei Star Constellation power on Ling Qianyao.

The two simultaneously let out a low shout, "Domain, unfold."

In a buzzing sound, the surrounding space seemed to freeze suddenly, and all vitality in the world halted.

The clouds dispersed in the sky, replaced by a brilliant starry sky. All shadows instantly dissolved under the holy light's illumination.

Gravity felt as if kneaded by an invisible hand—sometimes collapsing, condensing—and the star patterns kept shifting like a dream.

The twelve angels appeared for only a moment before condensing into a single eight-winged holy angel with star-crystal wings.

They were inlaid with countless miniature stars, and a magnificent star crown—formed from nothingness—slowly descended onto the angel's head. In its hand appeared a star-shining holy sword, almost identical to the Star-Breaking Sword.

The strange star patterns and the true Sun fire intertwined on the sword's body, exuding a sharp aura capable of tearing apart the sky.

Within the vast domain, all dark elements rapidly passed through, and even Bibi Dong felt the oppressive surge.

Her martial soul, originally the overlord among demon spiders with evil attributes, felt like being in a hot furnace within this sacred starry sky, constantly eroded.

'This domain also has the power of purification, but it is not as gentle as Ling Qianyao's second soul skill. Instead, it carries the violence of the evil angel martial soul and this annoying True Sun Fire! 

Sure enough, he can't be with you. Even this purification power will be polluted by you. Burn everything—how can it be purified?!'

She had to admit the power of this martial soul fusion technique. A Soul Emperor and a Soul Ancestor, with such pressure and aura, could already defeat the Titled Douluo.

Now, her strength was suppressed to level 95 by God's Trial, and her attributes were restrained by this domain. To deal with it, she had to summon her martial soul, which made her furious.

The eight wings behind the huge angel fluttered, and in an instant, a strong wind swept through, with starlight pouring down like a waterfall.

"Hmph."

The phantom of the Death Spider Emperor appeared behind Bibi Dong, and nine soul rings—one yellow, two purple, five black, and one red—rose suddenly from beneath her feet.

She did not choose to activate her Death Spider Emperor's true body. The appearance of the martial soul phantom made her feel sick.

For some reason, she was reluctant to show her martial soul's true form before these two.

"The fourth soul skill—Thorn Spider Armor." 

A layer of emerald green armor condensed over her body. As the roar ended, the energy impact that blasted the earth into a huge crack did not leave many injuries on her.

"It's not over yet!" 

Qian Renxue's clear shout rang out, and the elemental vacuum appeared at Bibi Dong's location in an instant, drawing away the vitality of heaven and earth.

The angel swung the Holy Sword fiercely, and in a flash, the starlight shot toward Bibi Dong like thousands of sharp arrows, accompanied by endless True Sun Fire and sacred power erupting simultaneously.

"My dear sister, I told you—you still have a lot to learn." 

Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold. In this domain, the suppression of dark attributes—obtained by combining the characteristics of the six-winged angel and the star-breaking sword—made her feel truly uncomfortable.

The evil Rakshasa thoughts swirling in her mind spread throughout her soul, penetrating her mental power. This purification was burning her mental power and soul without hesitation.

Unlike Ling Qianyao's martial soul ability, which removes spots, this directly eliminates polluted things.

"Third soul skill—Death Spider Web Binding." 

"Eighth soul skill—Spider Emperor Clone." 

Although Ling Qianyao and Qian Renxue' martial soul fusion skills could undoubtedly defeat Titled Douluo-level soul masters at this moment, they had no chance against Bibi Dong.

Two figures appeared above the angel's head simultaneously, their enormous claws clamping fiercely. Wherever they passed, the space groaned as if overwhelmed.

"Ping—" 

The angel's phantom trembled violently before shattering. Both Qian Renxue and Ling Qianyao were broken out of their martial soul fusion skills and flew backward like broken kites.

But the star crown seemed unaffected, quietly floating in the air, countless starlights falling like agile silk threads.

Bibi Dong's breathing grew rapid. The explosion just now had drained much of her soul power. If it had been a newly promoted Titled Douluo, she would likely have been severely injured or dying under this attack.

She paused, gazing at the star crown before her. A trace of surprise flickered in her eyes. She frowned and reached out to touch it with her soul-powered chelae.

"Buzz—" 

She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her mind, and star power quietly spread along her soul flow. Under its influence, the evil Rakshasa thoughts within her body, which didn't show signs of being repelled in the Pope's Palace that day, melted away quickly—like winter snow meeting the scorching sun.

"This—" She was overjoyed. This purification ability was like a medium for her to "drink poison to quench thirst." The more she touched it, the deeper she sank into depravity.

But in the next moment, the star crown shattered into starlight that re-entered Ling Qianyao's body as he flew backward. He woke up at this moment, with crystal wings emerging from his back. He held the unconscious Qian Renxue in his arms, landing gently on the ground and letting her lean against a tree.

Bibi Dong's heart felt a strange emptiness, and her eyes, gazing at Ling Qianyao, showed even more possessiveness and a desire to conquer.

Her mental power fluctuated wildly, and thoughts raced through her mind: 'How can taking revenge on Qian Xunji be as satisfying and complete as taking Ling Qianyao?' 

Bibi Dong suddenly thought in her heart.

Suddenly, Rakshasa's evil thoughts churned violently in her mind, far more fierce than before.

"Ah—" 

Bibi Dong felt a splitting headache as if countless steel needles pierced her mind. Her eyes grew more intense with madness and obsession.

She quickly approached Ling Qianyao and the Qian Renxue, but she did not suppress the fluctuations in her soul power.

(End of this chapter)