Chapter 313: The Oriole Behind, The Final Strike
Bibi Dong gazed expectantly at the crimson energy before her, already picturing the form of her sixth spirit ring.
By then, her second martial soul would bear six rings: black, black, black, black, black, red. Such a configuration would be unimaginably beautiful.
And there would be the spirit bone most suited to her. She was still two short of completing a set of six, and this time she could gain another.
Others might go a lifetime without obtaining even one spirit bone.
For her, this was only the beginning. Completing six was perfection.
"Huh? Why isn't this spirit ring energy moving!"
Normally, after slaying a soul beast, one only needed to manifest the martial soul and guide with soul power; the ring energy would automatically enter the body.
But now, even as she continually summoned it with soul power, the spirit ring energy remained unmoved.
"It must not have finished condensing yet. Perhaps this hundred-thousand-year soul beast's vitality is too powerful and it hasn't truly died!
Yes, that's it—it seems this hundred-thousand-year soul beast is very strong.
Among crocodile-type soul beasts, the Nether Venom Crocodile is a top-tier beast comparable to the Golden Crocodile King.
A tenacious life force is understandable.
The stronger it is, the stronger the spirit ring skill it will produce."
Bibi Dong's eyes brightened, and she grew happy.
She extended her spiritual sense into the Nether Venom Crocodile's body. Its exterior bore black scales glinting with a cold sheen.
Up front, its snout was broad; that gaping maw like half its body was packed with razor fangs, each dripping with large beads of corrosive venom.
The more she looked, the more satisfied she became. This hundred-thousand-year soul beast would surely grant her a great boost in bodily toughness and poison potency.
Probing further, Bibi Dong started. "There's no trace of life!"
In her senses, the Nether Venom Crocodile was absolutely dead.
Not far away, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt the same.
Both were puzzled. The hundred-thousand-year soul beast was dead, so why hadn't Her Holiness absorbed the ring?
"Your Holiness, please absorb the spirit ring at once, lest delay breed mishap!" Chrysanthemum Douluo cast a covetous glance at the hundred-thousand-year soul beast and spoke respectfully. He greatly envied the Pope gaining another hundred-thousand-year ring and an additional spirit bone.
He himself had none.
Bibi Dong said nothing. Her jade-white face visibly flushed red.
From face to neck, she turned scarlet.
It was a physiological surge of blood from an abrupt spike in emotion.
She was red-hot with fury.
"Who is it—ah…"
A shrill cry, like thunder slashing the night, resounded through Death Canyon.
Bibi Dong exploded.
She had realized it now: her desperate summoning had no effect.
Which meant this soul beast had not been killed by her.
But clearly, it had been her relentless attacks that brought the Nether Venom Crocodile to death.
Even now, neither her spiritual sense nor the soul-eating spiderlings scattered across Death Canyon had detected any anomaly.
Her overwhelming reaction shocked Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"Your Holiness…"
"What's happened, Your Holiness!"
They still sensed nothing amiss.
Hearing them, Bibi Dong glared murderously. "Act! Use your Martial Soul Fusion Skill and pin down the Nether Venom Crocodile's spirit ring energy—quickly, at once!"
Bibi Dong screamed hysterically.
It had to be that evil soul master, it had to be that evil soul master!
Whoever killed it, none would be allowed to absorb this ring.
Seeing the killing intent in Bibi Dong's eyes, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance. They dared not delay and instantly erupted with nine spirit rings, radiating dazzling light.
A colossal golden Odd Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and a silver, illusory figure appeared together.
When gold and silver fused, the Bipolar Static Domain was born.
Bibi Dong, even more frenzied, lit all her rings at once.
Terrifying purple light and immense sickle-blades stabbed viciously at the crimson spirit ring energy.
But then, the once motionless red energy suddenly fell like rain, splashing onto the ground and seeping down.
Spirit ring energy, like soul power, is a form of energy.
Once it moves, it is swifter than any soul skill.
Before Bibi Dong's widening, bloodshot eyes, the spirit ring energy vanished.
And it wasn't over. The Nether Venom Crocodile's corpse began to swell, then with a bang, exploded completely.
Though slain, the crocodile's body was over forty meters long, a mountain of flesh.
It contained vast bodily energy and venom.
With the sudden explosion—
In an instant, blood spattered and venom surged everywhere.
Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had their vision go dark as they involuntarily stepped back.
When they opened their eyes again, the place where the crocodile had lain was a chaotic ruin: only broken bones, venom-pools, and chunks of flesh remained.
The spirit bone that a hundred-thousand-year soul beast was certain to explode out—was gone.
"Ahhh! I'll kill you—whoever you are, I'll kill you!"
Bibi Dong lost all control. By now, how could she not see that another had struck from the shadows?
Her forearms suddenly burst apart, and wicked purple-black energy swirled around her, condensing into a colossal scythe.
The scythe rose, hovering in the sky, as purple-black streams of aura gathered toward it.
These streams were the wronged souls and festering malice of those who had died tragically in Death Canyon.
All their residual thoughts converged.
Such overwhelming grievance made this scythe seem poised to annihilate heaven and earth.
With a savage screech, Bibi Dong poured all her evil power into it.
Then the scythe fell.
A surging purple-black brilliance exploded. The potent malice had not even reached the ground when everything beneath the oasis was evaporated into nothingness.
The earth roared and shook.
The scythe drove on, plunging along the path where the spirit ring energy had vanished, cleaving deep to hunt down the culprit.
The one who summoned the spirit ring energy, of course, was Dugu Feng.
He had left the Tyrant Poison inside the Nether Venom Crocodile to strike at the critical moment.
Before Bibi Dong could deliver the killing blow, his Tyrant Poison dealt the final strike, reaping the crocodile's life.
Such timing made Bibi Dong collapse. After all her painstaking cultivation and a harrowing battle, Dugu Feng, the oriole behind, finished the last hit.
Even through the thick earth, Dugu Feng could feel Bibi Dong's madness and malice.
And within that gigantic scythe, he sensed divine power.
(END CHAPTER)
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