Chapter 21: A Call from a Parallel World, the True Bibi Dong

"This..."

Cold sweat poured down Bibi Dong's forehead.

The multiplied pressure pinned her against her seat, leaving her unable to move.

The divine pressure of the Rakshasa God that she had actively released vanished in an instant.

No matter how much she tried to use the divine pressure from her Rakshasa God God Position Inheritance to resist,

she was completely unable to react when faced with the eyes opening on the figure.

Before she could even mobilize it, she was already being suppressed in every aspect.

A feeling of oppression, a true sense of dread, shrouded her heart.

"Could this figure be the emperor of that parallel world those two guys were talking about?"

"Just a single strand of power, an avatar created by power, can actually render me unable to move?!"

Bibi Dong was terrified.

She looked at the phantom behind Jirou Yueguan in disbelief.

Although the figure had become much more solid, its face was still very blurry.

She could not see its true face clearly, yet that pressure had not lessened in the slightest.

If Bibi Dong was in such a state, Native Yueguan and Native Guimei were even more pathetic.

Although the figure's primary pressure was concentrated on Bibi Dong, the slivers of power that leaked out were enough to keep them from being able to stand straight.

Hunched over, they looked as miserable as could be.

While miserable, they were even more shocked by Bibi Dong's current situation.

After all, Bibi Dong was a possessor of Twin Martial Souls and had stepped into the Title Douluo realm many years ago.

After becoming Pope, she held down the fort at the Spirit Hall, leaving her many subordinates afraid to speak recklessly.

Yet such a person was rendered unable to move by a single strand of power, and had even been sent flying and vomited blood before the figure had even opened its eyes.

The disparity in strength was just too absurd!

Just how terrifying was the empire of that parallel world!!

Jirou Yueguan did not care at all about the three's terror, his indifferent gaze scrutinizing them.

Finally, his gaze turned cold and landed back on Bibi Dong:

"If you want to forcibly keep us here, you definitely can't!"

"This time is just a warning; if you still harbor delusions of looking for trouble like this!"

"Then it won't be as easy as it is now!"

"His Majesty's power is not something you can fathom!!"

The words fell.

Jirou Yueguan revealed an arrogant expression.

At the same time, a very burning sense of worship appeared in his eyes.

Bibi Dong was still unable to move; looking at Jirou Yueguan's current appearance, she nearly bit through her back molars.

Who was she?

Bibi Dong! The current Pope!

When and where had she ever suffered such humiliation!!

It was just that...

Her immobile body forced her to bottle up a belly full of anger, unable to take any further action.

All her methods were rendered useless, leaving her to just stare helplessly on the spot.

The more she was unable to move, the more curious she became about the emperor Jirou Yueguan spoke of.

Across a world, a single strand of power could do this much.

If the true body were to descend, what kind of might would that be?

Bibi Dong dared not imagine it; she suddenly discovered that she could not even imagine an accurate result at this moment.

Seeing that Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei intended to leave,

and unable to move herself, she hurriedly signaled to Native Yueguan and Native Guimei with her eyes.

Receiving Bibi Dong's signal,

Native Yueguan and Native Guimei laughed dryly.

Seeing that Native Yueguan and Native Guimei did nothing, Bibi Dong was furious and hurriedly used soul power to transmit her voice:

"Yueguan, Guimei!"

"I order you, at all costs, to stop them!"

"They possess too many secrets; you must make them spit out every single secret while in the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong scolded incessantly.

The more she learned about the strength of the parallel world,

and having always pursued power and held a heart to unify the Douluo Continent,

she did not want to let such an opportunity slip through her fingers; she was certain that as long as she learned more from Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei,

unifying the Douluo Continent of her world would be as simple as drinking water.

The reason was simple: the other world already had a successful case!

Here, she only needed to copy the answers.

"Your Holiness, neither of us can move!"

"We are currently hunched over by this power; we can't even stand up straight."

"We simply don't have the ability to stop those two!"

Native Yueguan responded with a series of bitter smiles.

Responding to Bibi Dong, his heart was filled with helplessness.

Bibi Dong was overestimating his and Guimei's abilities!

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly as she carefully observed the state of Native Yueguan and Native Guimei.

Holding back a belly full of anger, she even began to grow irritable.

Useless!

All of you are useless!

The dissipated power is actually this pathetic!

Hmph! You are unworthy of being the Spirit Hall Elders!!

Native Yueguan and Native Guimei met Bibi Dong's angry gaze, both of them feeling incredibly awkward.

There was no other way; they were no match for her, and even if they didn't want to admit defeat, they had no choice!

Jirou Yueguan saw all of this, noticed Bibi Dong's small movements, and gave a cold laugh.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not continue to attack the three of them, including Bibi Dong.

"Old friend, let's go!"

"This Bibi Dong is, after all, the Matriarch of this world; we still cannot bring ourselves to kill her!"

"As for matters concerning them, we must wait until the World-Crossing Gate is successfully deployed and His Majesty truly descends upon this world before we can make a final decision!"

Jirou Yueguan sighed helplessly.

Usually quite violent, he felt a bit of regret that he could not continue to fight at this moment.

Tianwu Guimei gave a grunt of acknowledgment and said, "Since this involves the counterpart of the Matriarch in this world, we indeed cannot make a decision lightly."

"Next, let us focus on gathering intelligence and wait for His Majesty and the others..."

The soul power transmission had not yet ended.

Suddenly, Tianwu Guimei felt some vibrations coming from his Soul Guidance Device.

Opening the Soul Guidance Device, Tianwu Guimei took out a Communicator that resembled a tablet.

The vibration originated from this Communicator; the signal on it had unknowingly recovered a tiny bit, barely enough to complete a call with their original world.

However, upon seeing the name on the Communicator, he was suddenly stunned on the spot.

Seeing this, Jirou Yueguan frowned slightly: "Old friend, what is that expression on your face? How is the Communicator..."

As he spoke, Jirou Yueguan leaned toward Tianwu Guimei, his gaze falling upon the Communicator.

The moment his gaze landed on the Communicator, his peripheral vision immediately darted toward the Bibi Dong of this world.

Looking at Bibi Dong, who still appeared very unconvinced at this moment, his gaze fell back onto the Communicator.

On the Communicator, with the re-establishment of the weak signal.

A communication request from their original world had already connected.

But looking at the name corresponding to the communication request on it, he could not remain calm at all.

He even felt a bit bewildered, as if caught in the wind.

On the Communicator, there was only one very conspicuous name—

Matriarch Bibi Dong!!

PS: Three chapters finished, the 1 chapter owed has been successfully made up.

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