Chapter 6 Escaping the Coast? Bibi Dong: Xiao Yue, you're right, one day I will come back!
But potential is ultimately just potential.
Before she could translate that into real combat power, she still felt deeply powerless when facing a powerhouse like the one from Seagod Island.
If she could break through to the Title Douluo level sooner and realize her terrifying talent, perhaps the outcome would be different, and perhaps she would be able to conquer that island!
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's brows furrowed even more.
Besides the lack of strength, what alarmed and confused her even more was the severe lack of intelligence.
"Why?"
Bibi Dong was filled with questions.
"Before attacking Poseidon Island, how could the Papal Palace's intelligence network be completely unaware of the island's strength?"
"We had no idea that seven Title Douluos were actually stationed on that seemingly desolate island!"
Those are the Seven Sacred Pillars!
Add to that the unfathomable high priest Bo Saixi, who borrows the power of the Sea God…
This lineup is simply terrifying!
If the Spirit Hall had known that Seagod Island possessed such profound resources, they would never have invaded so rashly.
"It's truly a stroke of luck that I came back alive this time..."
Bibi Dong felt a wave of fear wash over her.
If Bo Saixi, the high priest of Poseidon Island, truly harbors murderous intent, she will launch a full-scale counterattack to hunt her down.
It's likely that no one on this ship, including her, will escape.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the turbulent sea red and reflected the dilapidated Spirit Hall fleet.
When the ship finally docked, the Soul Masters who had been waiting on land at the pier quickly surrounded it.
Looking at the wounded being carried off the ship, and the fact that the remaining personnel were significantly reduced, the eyes of those who stayed behind were filled with shock and horror.
But there was no time for pleasantries or sorrow at that moment.
"Quickly! Everyone get on the vehicles immediately and leave the area around Hanhai City!"
A cardinal, his face grave, spoke in a low voice.
Although this area is a coastal region of Douluo Continent, it is deeply influenced by the belief in the Sea God.
The people in the city, and even many low-level Soul Masters, regard Seagod Island as a sacred place.
If they knew that the Spirit Hall had just suffered a crushing defeat in its attack on Seagod Island, it was hard to guarantee that some fanatical believers wouldn't tip them off, or even take advantage of the chaos.
If they are caught by the pursuers from Poseidon Island, they will face annihilation in this area that is still under the influence of the ocean.
The wheels rolled on, and the horses' hooves clattered.
Under the cover of night, the remnants of the Spirit Hall, like a wounded snake, hastily burrowed into the towering mountains of the inland.
Inside the most central, luxurious carriage, thick layers of soul beast fur were laid out, making it warm and comfortable.
Lan Yue sat obediently in the corner, holding a pastry in his hand, but he didn't eat it. Instead, he looked at Bibi Dong across from him with concern.
Bibi Dong tilted her head, her gaze peering through the gap in the curtains that swayed with the swaying of the wind, watching the rapidly receding shadows of the trees outside the window.
Her stunning profile appeared exceptionally pale in the flickering light.
Her mind was in turmoil.
This mission was supposed to be her "gilding" trip.
Before she set off, her teacher, Qian Xunji, had told her with great confidence.
Poseidon Island is nothing more than an isolated island occupied by a group of foreign barbarians.
Although it's somewhat mysterious, at most it's just a few Soul Douluos in charge, and there might not even be any Title Douluos.
"Dong'er, you are the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, the future Pope."
You need a resounding victory to establish your prestige and shut those old fogies in the Elders' Hall up.
The teacher's words still ring in her ears.
But reality gave her a resounding slap in the face.
How could this be some barbarian island?
This is clearly a hidden den of dragons and tigers in the deep sea!
The strength of Poseidon Island far surpasses that of any force on the Douluo Continent except for the Spirit Hall. Even if the three major sects were combined, they probably wouldn't dare to fight it at sea.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes in pain, the horrific scene replaying in her mind.
To ensure everything went smoothly, the Spirit Hall specially dispatched two Title Douluos to accompany them and provide support.
One is a level 95 Super Douluo of the Attack type, and the other is a level 93 Title Douluo of the Control type.
Such a configuration would be enough to sweep across any kingdom on the continent, or even wipe out a sect.
However, in the azure realm of Poseidon Island, they were defeated too quickly and too miserably.
Those seven towering sacred pillars, like seven pillars stabilizing the sea, transformed the entire ocean into their home ground.
The guardians of the Seven Pillars of Poseidon experienced a surge in power under the blessing of Poseidon's light.
The level 95 elder was defeated head-on by the Sea Dragon Douluo, and his body was never recovered.
The level 93 elder was distracted by the Sea Witch's flute music and was eventually pierced through the chest by the Sea Spear Douluo, his blood staining the blue sea.
What made Bibi Dong feel most desperate was that, from beginning to end, the legendary high priest Bo Saixi never even left the Temple of the Sea God.
She simply stood quietly on the mountaintop, looking down at the massacre below, as if watching a group of ants struggling.
"Two Title Douluos..."
Bibi Dong gripped the cushion beneath her tightly with her fingers, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Even without Bo Saixi making a move, the Seven Sacred Pillars, taking advantage of the terrain, caused the Spirit Hall to lose two Title Douluos.
If that high priest had made a move, Bibi Dong would probably have become fish food in the sea long ago.
Serious intelligence failures, the teacher's blind confidence, and the suffocating power of Poseidon Island weighed on the young saintess like mountains, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
"elder sister..."
Just then, a warm little hand gently covered Bibi Dong's cold hand.
Bibi Dong shuddered, jolted awake from her nightmarish memories.
She turned her head and met Lan Yue's clear, worried eyes.
"Sister, don't be sad."
Lan Yue put down the snacks he was holding, wiggled his little bottom closer to Bibi Dong, and gently nestled into her arms, saying in his childish voice:
"Although I don't understand warfare, I know that as long as people are alive, there is hope."
"My sister is so amazing, she'll definitely be able to win back in the future."
Looking at the sensible Lan Yue in her arms, Bibi Dong's cold despair finally dissipated a little.
Yes.
As long as the person is still alive.
She also possesses twin martial souls, and she has this exceptionally talented younger brother.
Although this failure was painful, it also made her see the truth of the world and realize her own shortcomings.
"You're right, Xiao Yue."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, and the confusion in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination and ruthlessness.
She took Lan Yue's small hand in her own and murmured softly:
"As long as I live, one day I will lead the Spirit Hall's iron cavalry to flatten that island!"
"Not only to avenge my humiliation, but also to... prevent anyone from controlling my destiny!"
As night deepened, the carriage bumped along the rugged mountain road, the sound of its wheels rolling over gravel particularly clear in the quiet night.
[end of the chapter]