Chapter 700: Bibi Dong's Martial Soul Evolves!

"Slanderous lies!"

When Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen noticed the Spirit Master army below beginning to stir, they knew they could not let Bibi Dong continue speaking.

Although the gap between Spirit Masters and ordinary people is vast, every Spirit Master is inseparable from ordinary people.

Because they all have relatives or friends who were unable to awaken a martial soul, or who awakened a useless martial soul.

When they realized their own homes were about to be wiped out, how could their morale not be shaken!

"As long as we defeat them quickly, the so-called ordinary army is simply vulnerable!"

The voices of Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu boomed: "All troops, kill!"

"Kill! ——"

The earth-shattering roar resounded through the clouds.

Countless Soul Rings flashed to life.

Dense and packed, the three colors of white, yellow, and purple filled the field of vision, covering the entire earth.

The Star Luo Empire Spirit Master army, the Angel Empire Spirit Master army, the Clear Sky Sect and its affiliated sects, tens of thousands of Spirit Masters charged, their soul power surging magnificently.

As for Wuhun City, besides the Guard Army and the Judgment Army, there were also the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire Spirit Master army; in terms of numbers, they were not much different from the opposition.

In the sky, the battle between the Title Douluo also unfolded instantly.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Jian Douluo's Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

He had intended to be the first to inflict casualties on the enemy's Spirit Master army to reduce the pressure on his own side.

"Boom!"

But the Golden Crocodile Douluo on the opposite side had been keeping an eye on him and blocked his meteor shower of Light Swords in time.

The next moment, all the Title Douluo from both sides entered the fray.

Ning Fengzhi exerted his full effort to support, forcing the opposition to send more Title Douluo together to hold off Jian Douluo alone.

General against general, soldier against soldier.

Neither side would allow the other's Title Douluo to break free, otherwise, it would be a devastating blow to their own Spirit Master army.

This was a true battlefield; there were no tricks, nor were there any superfluous calculations.

The destructive power caused by the collision of tens of thousands of Spirit Master troops was no different from that of millions of ordinary soldiers.

In such large-scale campaigns, death is the most inconspicuous thing; no one can afford to be distracted by anything else.

"Boom! ——"

Above the clouds, the Angel Holy Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer had already clashed fiercely with the Purple Gold Sickle, exploding into a mushroom-shaped cloud blast.

"Your martial soul!"

Qian Daoliu's voice could not hide his surprise: "Your martial soul has changed?!"

He and Tang Chen stood in a pincer formation, facing Bibi Dong from afar.

On the battlefield, they clearly did not intend to maintain any one-on-one decorum.

"Hum!"

Endless bright purple beams filled the field of vision, and a purple-gold illusory female figure flickered behind Bibi Dong.

Looking from afar, that martial soul was somewhat similar to the Angel Spirit.

The difference was that the woman had six arms instead of three pairs of light wings.

"Self-created God Position, the quality of the martial soul must have sublimated, so..."

Bibi Dong was draped in purple mist, a purple-gold crown appeared on her head, and a massive magic sickle shone in her hand.

"Martial soul evolution... Ten Thousand Spider Empress!"

If the feeling given by Bibi Dong's original Twin Martial Spirits was evil, then the current Mother Empress Spirit was filled with the aura of an emperor, even carrying a touch of holiness similar to an Angel.

Only the massive magic sickle in Bibi Dong's hand still held a trace of the Magic Spider's eerie aura.

Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen remained silent.

On the path of cultivation, they had been shown up by this junior Female Pope, and the blow was not small.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo..."

Just as the two were slightly distracted looking at the Mother Empress Spirit, the martial soul suddenly bloomed with purple radiance.

The mouth of the Mother Empress opened, and countless purple-gold rays shot toward Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, covering the sky and earth.

"Swish!"

At the same time, Bibi Dong's figure vanished from where she stood.

The next moment, like a Teleportation, she moved under the cover of the light rays, her massive magic sickle tracing a deadly arc as she slashed toward Qian Daoliu's throat.

"Ding!"

The massive Clear Sky Hammer swung over, blocking Bibi Dong's magic sickle in time.

"Rip!"

Simultaneously, the Angel Spirit held the Holy Sword high and hacked fiercely down at Bibi Dong.

"Boom!"

Bibi Dong was instantly forced back.

The two men who had fought over Poseixi for a lifetime were now cooperating seamlessly.

"After fighting for a lifetime, if we end up losing together at the hands of a little girl, that would truly be the greatest joke in the world."

Tang Chen's eyes turned blood-red, and even the Clear Sky Hammer slowly turned the color of blood.

"Kill her; only then will they be satisfied, and Xue'er and your great-grandson Tang San will also be able to obtain the fastest improvement."

Murderous intent filled the depths of Qian Daoliu's eyes; clearly, he did not intend to hold back for a live capture.

Because from their brief exchange just now, they had both discovered that Bibi Dong's strength was not a fraction weaker than theirs, and if they were not careful in their response, there was even a risk of failure, so naturally, they could no longer harbor the intention of leaving her alive.

"I'm sorry, Xue'er..."

Qian Daoliu murmured, his entire body radiating golden light that blotted out the sky and covered the sun, as if he had transformed into a part of the heavens.

"A battle like this is the only thing worthy of my return! Hahaha!"

Tang Chen whistled as he charged out, his Clear Sky Hammer as large as a mountain, smashing down directly toward Bibi Dong's head.

"You two shameless old things!"

Bibi Dong cursed inwardly.

Although her level was not a fraction inferior to theirs, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen had the advantage of age and had experienced countless bloody battles; their experience and discernment allowed their coordination to erupt with strength far exceeding twice their individual power.

Even though she had undergone a martial soul evolution and her strength was only stronger, not weaker, than when she relied on the Rakshasa God Inheritance, facing the siege of two Limit Douluos was still incredibly strenuous, and she gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

On the ground, in mid-air, and above the clouds, the battle was divided into three distinct fronts.

Looking from afar, it was like an all-encompassing confrontation across sea, land, and air; the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked, with gale-force winds howling.

Between heaven and earth, sunlight gradually vanished, leaving only the colors of red, gold, and Purple filling the eyes, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, vast and boundless.

This battle lasted for half a day.

As their soul power gradually exhausted, the fluctuations of the battle above the field also began to slowly subside.

But the scenes of real blades and guns clashing with flesh and blood became even bloodier and more soul-stirring.

"Grandfather!"

Suddenly, Tang Hao's figure lit up on the horizon, inserting itself into the battlefield as swiftly as a ray of light.

Due to being heavily injured in a life-or-death struggle against Qin Jian two years ago, he could not even exert the strength of a Title Douluo at this moment, so he had not participated in this campaign.

Now, having struggled to fly over, he also attracted the gazes of many Spirit Masters who had been blinded by bloodlust.

"Three provinces of the Heaven Dou Empire have completely fallen! Nearly a million ordinary soldiers are killing their way here!" he said urgently.

"What?!"

Tang Chen's body and mind shook, and he was almost caught by Bibi Dong, who nearly struck him.

"Didn't you say that an ordinary army would need three days to change the situation on the Dalu?!" Qian Daoliu said in a rage.

Bibi Dong panted slightly, clearly already on the verge of exhausting her soul power, but the smile that appeared on her face was full of irony.

"Do you believe whatever I say?"

"Who told you that the battlefield of an ordinary army and a Spirit Master army could not overlap at all?"

Bibi Dong pointed below, pointing at the exhausted Spirit Masters, a cruel smile appearing at the corners of her mouth: "Tell me, can a million-strong ordinary army..."

"Slaughter them all?!"

(End of chapter)