Chapter 30 The Ancestor God… I hope I did the right thing.
"Mutated Spirit?" Bibi Dong muttered, the shock in him purple eyes quickly replaced by a deeper killing intent, "Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—is it mutated?"
Jiang Bai did not answer.
He coughed up blood, fully driving his Spirit.
The pagoda shone brilliantly, and three purple spirit rings lit up simultaneously!
Three beams of light—red, yellow, and cyan—shot out from the spirit rings, rapidly expanding and solidifying in mid-air!
As the light faded, three behemoths appeared before Jiang Bai!
A Fire Dragon, an Earth Dragon, and a Wind Dragon!
These three Dragon-type Spirit Beasts each radiated the pressure of a thousand-year Spirit Beast.
They opened their bloody maws, and despite knowing the terror of the enemy before them, they still let out defiant roars at Bibi Dong!
"To think—it really is a mutated Spirit—"
Bibi Dong looked at these three Dragon Beasts, the killing intent in her eyes already coalescing into substance, "A summoning type? The mutation direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is actually this—"
She suddenly laughed, her laughter cold and bone-chilling: "Then I cannot leave you alive even more."
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure vanished again!
This time, she held nothing back.
The terrifying speed of a Titled Douluo was fully unleashed; Jiang Bai couldn’t even see her movement trajectory and could only react based on instinct and his intuition for danger!
"Possess!"
Jiang Bai roared!
The three Dragon Beasts simultaneously turned into streams of light and crashed into his body!
Crimson, earthy yellow, and cyan lights burst out from all over his body; his muscles expanded in an instant, his bones popped with loud cracks, and fine dragon scale patterns emerged on the surface of his skin!
A threefold amplification!
This was the first time Jiang Bai had allowed three Dragon Beasts to possess him simultaneously.
Violent energy collided within his body, nearly bursting him apart!
Jiang Bai pressed his hands to the ground, frantically injecting Soul Power into the earth!
Three half-meter-thick earth walls rose from the ground along Bibi Dong’s path!
However— "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The three earth walls were easily pierced through as if they were made of paper!
Bibi Dong didn’t even use a Spirit Ability; the mere momentum of her forward charge was enough to destroy these defenses!
Her fist rapidly enlarged in his vision, the wind of the punch tearing through the air and emitting a sharp sonic boom!
He couldn’t dodge!
A trace of despair flashed in Jiang Bai’s eyes, immediately replaced by madness!
He concentrated all his Soul Power into his right fist and punched directly at Bibi Dong’s fist!
"Boom—!!!" The moment their fists collided, a terrifying energy shockwave exploded outwards!
A ten-meter-diameter crater was blasted into the center of the clearing, the surrounding trees were snapped in half, and waves several meters high were kicked up on the river surface!
Jiang Bai heard the sound of his own arm bones shattering.
Immediately after, that irresistible immense force traveled from his arm throughout his entire body.
Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward, carving a long arc through the air before crashing heavily into a pile of rubble by the riverbank.
"Pfft—" Another large mouthful of blood sprayed out, mixed with fragments of his internal organs.
Jiang Bai lay in the rubble, his vision completely blurred, only able to vaguely hear sounds with his ears.
That was his own heavy and labored breathing, the roar of the distant waterfall, and—footsteps.
Tap, tap, tap.
Bibi Dong walked toward him step by step.
Her Supreme Pontiff robe swayed slightly in the night wind, and the tip of her scepter reflected a cold light under the moonlight.
There was no expression on her face, only absolute indifference, as if she hadn’t just tried to kill a living person, but merely crushed an ant.
Jiang Bai struggled to get up, but his body would no longer obey him.
I’m going to die—really—going to die—
In the night sky, dark clouds had gathered at some unknown point, obscuring the moonlight and stars.
The pitch-black night sky began to flash with lightning, and dull thunder rolled in from afar.
It’s going to rain—
"To be able to make me use my Spirit to finish you off," Bibi Dong’s voice sounded from above, terrifyingly calm, "you should be proud, kid."
She stopped and stood before Jiang Bai.
Then, she slowly raised her right hand.
Purple-black light surged from her palm; that light was viscous, evil, and writhed as if it were a living thing.
The light quickly extended and transformed, eventually condensing into eight hideous spider legs that stretched out from behind her!
Each spider leg was three meters long, covered in a purple-black carapace, with tips as sharp as spears, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.
Soul Eating Spider Emperor.
It wasn’t because Jiang Bai was strong, but because she wanted to ensure there was no margin for error.
It was even more because—she wanted to erase this existence that reminded her of a painful past in the most cruel and thorough way possible.
"Farewell." Bibi Dong said softly, the last trace of humanity in her purple eyes vanishing, leaving only pure, twisted hatred.
The eight spider legs raised simultaneously, their tips aimed at Jiang Bai.
"Eternal Wound."
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no flashy light effects.
The eight spider legs were like eight streaks of purple-black lightning, instantly stabbing out!
"Pshhh—" The sound of blades piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the silent night.
Jiang Bai’s body spasmed violently.
The eight spider legs accurately impaled him.
Intense pain drowned out all senses like a tsunami; he couldn’t even scream, only able to open his mouth wide, emitting wheezing, gasping sounds.
Blood gushed out from the eight wounds, quickly staining the stones beneath him red.
His vitality flowed away with his blood, his body temperature began to drop, and his vision went completely dark.
I—am—dying—
Before his final consciousness dissipated, he vaguely felt those eight spider legs withdraw from his body.
Losing support, he collapsed softly, his face pressed against the cold stone, the last thing he saw being the tips of Bibi Dong’s shoes.
Then, darkness descended completely.
Bibi Dong stood beside Jiang Bai, watching silently.
Blood was still flowing from those terrifying wounds, but it had slowed.
The youth’s chest no longer rose and fell.
She slowly withdrew her Soul Eating Spider Emperor Spirit.
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for getting too close to her."
She said softly to Jiang Bai, her tone impossible to distinguish between mockery or self-mockery.
"And also blame yourself—for making me think of someone I shouldn’t have remembered."
The sky finally couldn’t bear the weight of the dark clouds; a bolt of lightning tore through the night curtain, followed by deafening thunder!
"Boom—!!!" A torrential downpour poured down.
Bean-sized raindrops pelted the ground, the river surface, and Jiang Bai’s body, quickly diluting the glaring blood.
Rainwater slid down his pale cheeks, parting the hair on his forehead to reveal a face that was still youthful, yet forever frozen at twelve years old.
Bibi Dong took one last look at that face, then suddenly raised her foot and kicked Jiang Bai’s side hard!
"Splash!" Jiang Bai’s body rolled and fell into the river.
The river immediately swept him up, carrying him toward the direction of the waterfall, eventually disappearing into the darkness in the direction of the waterfall.
It was over.
Everything was over.
Bibi Dong turned and left.
At the same time, in the Enshrinement Hall.
Qian Daoliu knelt before the giant statue of the Angel God, eyes slightly closed, hands pressed together.
He had maintained this posture for a long time.
Rumbles of thunder came from outside the hall, followed immediately by the dense sound of rain beating against the windows.
Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, the compassionate face of the statue reflected in his golden pupils.
He listened quietly to the sound of the rain, and after a long while, he spoke softly, his voice audible only to himself: "Ancestral God—"
"I hope I did the right thing—"