Chapter 510: Bibi Dong Against Nan Feihuang: The Heart of Jealousy

Among the few, the one with the greatest killing intent was Lingyuan, but the fastest, and the first to make a move, was still Ghost Leopard Douluo.

"Swish!"

Ghost Leopard's sharp claws had already slashed toward Nan Feihuang; he knew he was no match for Nan Feihuang, but he believed that entangling him for a short while would not be a problem, and once the Pope and the Offerings surrounded him, Nan Feihuang would have no way to escape.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Nan Feihuang's current strength; Feihuang did not even use his martial soul, simply extending his hand and grabbing his wrist in an instant with a speed five times faster than Ghost Leopard.

Then, with power several times greater than Demon Bear, he squeezed his palm.

"Ah!!!"

Hearing only a scream, Ghost Leopard Douluo could never have imagined that Feihuang's speed would be this fast; the moment his wrist was grabbed, even he could not dodge it, and furthermore, the strength was terrifying—under that squeeze, even though he had already used soul power to protect his body, he could not resist Nan Feihuang's immense force, and his wrist bones were instantly crushed.

Feihuang flicked his hand casually, throwing Ghost Leopard Douluo a hundred meters away, then continued walking forward on his own.

"Stop right there, Nan Feihuang!" Lingyuan Douluo shouted angrily.

Today, no matter what, she could not let Nan Feihuang walk into the Spirit Hall so easily, otherwise, where would the Spirit Hall's face be?

"Seventh Soul Skill, Lingyuan True Body!" Lingyuan directly activated her True Body, transforming into a giant Flame Spirit Kite, and dove toward Nan Feihuang.

Feihuang extended a finger, and a blue beam of light shot from his fingertip; this was cold ice that surpassed Extreme Ice, and with the blessing of the Dragon Bone of the Ice Dragon King, it was comparable to Absolute Zero.

The flames all over Lingyuan's body were extinguished in an instant, and that Flame Spirit Kite was even frozen inside an iceberg.

This was the absolute restraint of attributes; ice and fire naturally counter each other, and the suppression of Extreme Ice over ordinary flames was unimaginably great.

Sea Turtle Douluo was activating his True Body, blocking the entrance to the Spirit Hall; at this moment, he was already trembling with fear, as Nan Feihuang's Extreme Ice also countered his water attribute.

"Get lost!" Feihuang kicked the sea turtle shell.

The sea turtle, known as a top-tier defensive martial soul, already had its shell covered in cracks.

The entire body of Sea Turtle Douluo was sent crashing through who knows how many buildings, finally ending up buried under a pile of ruins.

"Gulp!" The remaining Puffer Douluo and Ju Hua Guan subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Nan Feihuang's strength was now countless times more terrifying than it had been over a year ago.

Three Title Douluo in a row, all defeated by him in a single blow, without even a shred of power to fight back.

And Nan Feihuang hadn't even used his martial soul.

"Could it be that he has broken through to Title Douluo?" The same guess flashed through both their minds; only this possibility could cause such a heaven-shaking change in Nan Feihuang's strength.

"Puffer, for the sake of Xue Jie, I won't make things difficult for you, don't block me again; Ju Hua Guan, if you want to die, I can grant you that wish." Nan Feihuang continued to walk forward, and when he passed by Puffer and Yue Guan, the two did not dare to move at all.

"Nan Feihuang, how dare you be so presumptuous!!!"

Just at this moment, a dignified female voice rang out; Bibi Dong pushed open the doors of the Pope's Hall and walked out, followed by Hu Liena. Puffer and the others suddenly felt their shoulders lighten, as if the pressure Nan Feihuang had been exerting had vanished by more than half.

"You've finally come out, Bibi Dong, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Nan Feihuang looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, his heart not only devoid of a single ripple but filled with hatred. It was one thing to attack him, but to not even spare her own biological daughter.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!" Puffer and Ju Hua Guan knelt down immediately.

The Nine Great Elders certainly couldn't handle someone like Nan Feihuang, so it was better to leave the trouble to the Pope.

"Nan Feihuang, you are too arrogant, daring to break into my Spirit Hall alone; do you really think my Spirit Hall has no one left?" Bibi Dong looked at Nan Feihuang with anger.

She struck the ground with the Pope Scepter in her hand, and two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red spirit ring appeared; this was the spirit ring configuration of her first martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor.

"Bibi Dong, I have my purpose for coming here; tell me, where is Xue Jie, and what have you done to her?" Nan Feihuang couldn't be bothered to play games with her and questioned her directly.

Bibi Dong was inexplicably saddled with a false accusation and was slightly stunned, "Qian Renxue? How would I treat her?"

"Still trying to hide it? If you didn't harm her, why would she use the resonance power from my God General Domain from back then to call for my help?" Nan Feihuang said.

"Call for help? So that's it!" Bibi Dong understood immediately; a few days ago, the evil power radiating from Qian Renxue was comparable to her own Death Spider Emperor. As the successor to the Rakshasa God and Qian Renxue's biological mother, how could she not have sensed it?

She had gone to the Offering Hall at that time and learned that the dark personality hidden within Qian Renxue had awakened. Whether it was Qian Renxue or the Dark Qian Renxue, both were her own daughters, and both were the offspring of the Qian Family that she hated—the objects of her loathing.

Therefore, her heart held both worry and schadenfreude.

Afterward, in order to force the Dark Qian Renxue back into the depths of her soul, Qian Daoliu had used the Angel God Light she hated most to irradiate and imprison her.

It seemed she had called for Nan Feihuang's help for this reason.

She couldn't help but clench her fists, and the feeling of jealousy in her heart rose once again.

She had experienced such an ordeal back then, imprisoned by the power of the angels; at that time, she didn't know how many times she had called out to her beloved in her heart, hoping every day that her Xiao Gang would sense it and come to save her riding on colorful auspicious clouds.

Every young girl who falls in love has such dreams.

But what greeted her was not her beloved, but the constant torture of Qian Xunji.

In the same situation, Qian Renxue called for Nan Feihuang's help, and he not only heard it but also broke into the Spirit Hall alone for her sake.

This courage and determination made her jealous from the bottom of her heart.

Not to mention that Qian Renxue was not in her hands right now, even if she were truly captured by her, she would not return her to Nan Feihuang.

"Nan Feihuang, if I don't return her, what can you do to me? I want to torture her, and I want to torture you too. You want to fly away together? I can tell you, with me here, that's just a dream!" Bibi Dong said coldly.

"What can I do to you?" The Fangtian Halberd appeared in Nan Feihuang's hand, surrounded by nine spirit rings—one yellow, two purple, three black, and three red. "You old hag, if you don't return Xue Jie to me today, I will tear down your Pope Palace and let you see exactly what I can do."

"Nine spirit rings, a Title Douluo!!!"

The crowd was shocked to see this; Nan Feihuang had indeed broken through to the Title Douluo stage. He was only twenty years old this year, yet he had successfully attained the title and possessed three Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings. Especially that last one, not only was it red, but it also had five golden patterns on it, clearly not a conventional Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

(End of chapter)