Chapter 184: War of the Rasetsu God

"If it weren't for that old immortal Qian Daoliu's obstruction, would she really have thought she could live until she inherited the Angel God's throne?" A voice, cold and slightly contemptuous, sounded.

The Qian Renxue below couldn't help but clench her fist.

She only felt a wave of sorrow in her heart.

Although that incident was the fault of her father.

But she is, after all, flesh and blood of Bi Bi Dong!

Yet Qian Renxue thinks that way, while Bi Bi Dong would not.

It's as if one were forced by an enemy to have sex with a girl, then compelled to bear the enemy's child, and because of that, part ways with the one one loves.

If it truly came to Qian Renxue's life‑or‑death moment, Bi Bi Dong might save her, but showing concern for Qian Renxue in front of others would be impossible.

Hearing this, Bai Yuan couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Qian Renxue ending up with a mother like you, that's truly unlucky."

Bi Bi Dong's expression grew darker; her voice low and icy, she said, "If this is unlucky, it can only be blamed on her poor reincarnation technique, insisting on becoming that beast's daughter."

Qian Renxue's heart trembled again; even though her fingernail had pierced flesh, she didn't notice, only staring blankly at the blood‑red world, at the figure surrounded by a faint purple glow.

Bai Yuan continued to stall, saying, "Bi Bi Dong, actually you don't need to impose your hatred toward Qian Xunji onto Qian Renxue. She is a pitiable person, you are a pitiable person, you should share each other's suffering."

Compared to fighting Bi Bi Dong.

Bai Yuan thought it better to keep buying time.

After all, Mu Junwu's spiritual power within the Five Elements Array can be said to be endless, whereas Tang San's divine power will have a moment when it runs out.

If Bai Yuan and Bi Bi Dong were not here,

Mu Junwu could be said to be certain to win!

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue and Bi Bi Dong both trembled, but quickly recovered, as if the previous events were merely an illusion.

However, even so, a final glimmer of hope rose in Qian Renxue's heart, the last hope placed in familial affection.

Bi Bi Dong, however, was completely different from Qian Renxue; she sneered, "Share each other's suffering? You want me to share suffering with that bastard spawn? With that bastard's daughter?"

"Bai Di, are you here to joke?"

Qian Renxue was completely stunned; the hope in her heart was utterly extinguished by Bi Bi Dong's cold, ruthless words.

"Am I just a bastard spawn in her heart?" Qian Renxue muttered in great resentment, then let out a long sigh, her gaze finally returning to calm.

Bai Yuan's expression did not change at all.

He had just about to speak, to continue the conversation.

But Tang San's voice suddenly rang out: "Bi Bi Dong! What are you stepping on there! My divine power is almost exhausted, why haven't you acted yet!"

Bi Bi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly; she suddenly realized that Bai Yuan's idle chat was actually buying time.

Without further words, Bi Bi Dong glanced at the huge five‑colored vortex beside her, and her eyes suddenly turned emerald.

Moreover, within those emerald eyes seemed a layer of net‑like blackness, looking extremely eerie.

As her eyes changed, Bi Bi Dong raised her hand in a gesture, and a massive purple‑black scythe materialized in her hand.

Bai Yuan grasped a jet‑black dragon‑scale sword, its tip pointing at Bi Bi Dong's brow; behind him, eight half‑divine‑artifact‑level dragon‑scale death swords swirled like a lotus flower.

"Hmph!" Bi Bi Dong let out a cold sound, the huge scythe in her hand tearing through space as she swung it sharply.

A bizarre scene unfolded at that moment.

As the massive scythe swung, the purple light that Bi Bi Dong had previously released was swept up by its motion.

In an instant, it coalesced into a gigantic purple blade over a thousand meters long, ripping vast swaths of space, leaving a black curtain that surged straight toward the five‑colored vortex formed by Mu Junwu.

"Do you really think I'm a decoration?" As Bai Yuan swung his dragon‑scale death sword, a stark black‑and‑white, colossal Yin‑Yang Taiji diagram enveloped several thousand meters.

The Taiji diagram rotated slowly, and Bi Bi Dong only felt a flash before her eyes; the thousand‑meter‑long scythe she swung actually cut into the empty space opposite the five‑colored vortex.

The ground, under this strike, split open a crack tens of thousands of meters long and dozens of meters wide; ordinary people could not see its bottom, only a black void.

Such a terrifying blow likely killed countless plant‑type Soul Beasts that had lived for centuries, millennia, even ten millennia; truly a clash of deities, where even trees that cannot flee suffer.

If Gu Yue Na had not already, in secret, driven the Soul Beasts away, this strike would have slain countless Soul Beasts.

"What soul skill is this?" Bi Bi Dong's expression grew extremely serious; she had never seen such a bizarre soul skill that could so easily reverse her own attack.

No, that's not right!

This method, Bi Bi Dong had seen before; it was the first time she faced Bai Yuan, when he used that super‑artifact wooden disc that the divine king kept in his mouth to execute it.

This time, the White Emperor before her.

Actually manifested it using his own body.

Bi Bi Dong became ultra‑vigilant.

She even doubted she could rescue Tang San.

"Bai Di, that sword just now must have cost you a lot, right?" Bi Bi Dong, gripping the purple scythe, asked tentatively.

Bai Yuan laughed: "You think bigger means bigger."

The sword just now indeed consumed a great amount of Bai Yuan's energy.

It was a consumption unimaginable even for a Title Douluo‑ranked powerhouse.

Even Bai Yuan at the late Golden Core stage could only use it at most once.

But within the Five Elements Array, Bai Yuan's spiritual power flowed endlessly.

He could summon it as many times as he wished.

It would definitely confuse Bi Bi Dong to the point she couldn't tell east from west.

Without further words, Bai Yuan let out a light laugh, swung his dragon‑scale death sword again, and the eight long swords on his body shot out with it.

"Four Symbols Sword Array!"

The eight dragon‑scale death swords transformed into the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—the four great sacred beasts—carrying god‑level potency, diving toward Bi Bi Dong!

"Trivial insect technique!" Bi Bi Dong snorted coldly; the Rasetsu Demon Scythe in her hand suddenly burst, turning into nine massive scythes.

The nine evil Rasetsu Demon Scythes each slashed toward the four beasts.

A huge "boom" echoed.

The Four Beasts collapsed, turning into eight longswords with slight cracks, yet each leaked a faint, extremely terrifying death aura, and ash flew behind Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan's brows twitched beneath his mask; feeling the quickly healing crack on the longsword behind him, he couldn't help feeling heavy‑hearted.

The gap between a divine artifact and a half‑divine artifact is indeed huge.

"Looks like, I think the chance of leaving Bi Bi Dong behind is slim," Bai Yuan murmured low, then positioned his horizontal sword before Bi Bi Dong, amid the colorful vortex.

(End of chapter)