20demayo Chapter 20 Dao Liu Saves the Day
Chapter 20 Dao Liu Saves the Day
"What?!" Qian Xunji was utterly horrified.
Bibi Dong's arm, which had transformed into a spider spear, was already pressed against his neck.
"Are you surprised?" Bibi Dong whispered in his ear, her voice like a devil's.
"This 100,000-year spirit ring came from a Death Spider King that was over 90,000 years old. When I found it, it had just broken through to 100,000 years old and was at its weakest. I killed it, absorbed its spirit ring and spirit bone, and also obtained its innate spirit skill..."
"An immortal body allows one to convert their body into energy, thus becoming immune to physical damage. Even if the body is shattered, it can reassemble itself within a certain period of time and return to its original state."
Bibi Dong chuckled, "Teacher, do you think this soul skill is worthy of your teaching?"
Qianxun's face was ashen.
He knew he was finished.
But he was not willing to give up!
"Dong'er... spare me..." Qian Xunji's voice trembled with fear. "I can pass the papacy to you, I can..."
"Shut up!"
Bibi Dong interrupted sharply, pressing the spider spear even closer, and bloodstains appeared on Qian Xunji's neck.
"You think I'd still believe your nonsense? You think I'd still care about that dirty position?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a brilliant purple light shone in Bibi Dong's eyes.
The phantom of the Death Spider Emperor martial spirit behind her opened its ferocious maw, and a beam of purplish-black light shot out from it, instantly enveloping Qian Xunji.
"Soul-Devouring Spider Sting!"
This isn't a soul skill; it's the innate ability of the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul, directly attacking the soul!
Qianxun let out a mournful howl.
He felt his soul being pierced and torn apart by invisible thorns, a pain far exceeding any physical torment.
Even more terrifying, he felt his life essence, cultivation level, and soul power being frantically extracted and devoured!
Bibi Dong is absorbing everything from him!
"No...no...Father...save me..." Qian Xunji's consciousness began to blur, and his last instinct made him call out to the one he relied on the most.
Hearing his son's call, Qian Daoliu, who was hiding outside the secret room, sighed helplessly.
"Eh."
Immediately afterwards, endless golden light descended from the sky, instantly dispelling the purplish-black aura of death.
The golden light was warm and sacred, yet contained boundless majesty, like a god descending to earth, with all things bowing in submission.
A figure appeared out of thin air in the secret room.
He looked to be about fifty years old, with a face that bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Qian Xunji, but was more dignified and profound.
Her long, golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, each strand seemingly shimmering with light.
He stood there, dressed in a white robe embroidered with gold thread, as if he were the center of the world.
What is most striking are the six wings on his back—wings formed entirely of light, more solid and larger than those of Qian Xunji, which almost filled half of the secret room when unfolded.
The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, the High Priest of the Angel God, and a Level 99 Limit Douluo—Qian Daoliu!
Qian Daoliu's gaze swept across the secret chamber, seeing Qian Xunji, who was on the verge of death and whose life essence had been almost completely drained, and then looking at Bibi Dong, who was surrounded by an evil aura of death, a trace of heartache and helplessness flashed in his eyes.
He certainly knew a little about what his son had done.
But for the sake of the Spirit Hall's legacy and the glory of the Angel God, he ultimately chose to turn a blind eye.
Faced with the terrifying pressure from one of the strongest people in the world, Bibi Dong dared not be careless. She released Qian Xunji and prepared for battle.
After being released, Qian Xunji collapsed to the ground. Although he still had a breath left, everyone could see that he was ruined. Even if he could save his life, his cultivation would be reduced to less than one-tenth, and his foundation would be completely destroyed, leaving him with no hope of advancing any further in his life.
Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong with a complicated expression, but he still made up his mind.
The six wings behind him shone brightly, and an even more solid and sacred angelic phantom appeared behind him.
The angel's face was blurred, but the pressure it exuded caused the deathly aura surrounding Bibi Dong to melt away rapidly, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically. She wanted to resist and escape, but under Qian Daoliu's almost god-like pressure, her body was completely immobilized.
"Suppression."
Qian Daoliu uttered two words calmly.
The angelic phantom extended its right hand, its palm slowly pressing down, and holy golden light flooded the entire secret chamber like a tide.
Bibi Dong, in her true form as the Death Spider Queen, struggled violently amidst the golden light, her spider legs flailing wildly, carving deep furrows into the hard obsidian ground and emitting a piercing scraping sound.
But that giant hand, formed from pure angelic divine power, was like a mountain, and no matter how she resisted, she could not budge it in the slightest.
"Ugh—!"
Bibi Dong let out a resentful roar, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the Spider Queen's true form. The purple aura of death clashed violently with the golden holy light, producing a "sizzling" corrosive sound.
Her eyes were filled with resentment as she stared intently at Qian Xunji, who lay in a pool of blood, before turning to Qian Daoliu, whose face was cold.
"Why...why didn't you kill me!" she hissed, her voice distorted by the disintegration of her true form. "What good would it do for your angel race to keep me alive!"
Qian Daoliu hovered in mid-air, his six wings fluttering slightly, scattering specks of golden light. His eyes were complex, containing anger, disappointment, and even a hint of barely perceptible pity.
"Xue'er has already lost her father." Qian Daoliu's voice echoed in the empty, secret room, calm yet exuding an undeniable authority. "I will not let her lose her mother as well."
"Mother?" Bibi Dong laughed maniacally, as if she had heard the funniest joke, but her laughter was filled with sorrow.
"That bastard child doesn't even deserve to call me mother! The shame Qian Xunji imposed on me, the shackles your angelic race imposed on me! I wish she had never been born!"
Before she finished speaking, the seventh spirit ring on her body shone brightly, as she attempted a final desperate move.
The Death Spider King's eight legs plunged into the ground, its abdomen bulging high, and a nauseating purplish-black poisonous mist gushed out, instantly filling the entire secret chamber.
Wherever the poisonous fog passed, the exquisite reliefs on the walls began to corrode and peel off, the obsidian tiles on the ground bubbled, and even the air became viscous and deadly.
This is the Death Spider Queen's domain-type skill - "Death Domain", which is extremely terrifying in a confined space.
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly.
The six-winged angel phantom behind him shone brightly, and a soft yet irresistible golden halo spread out from him.
"Angel Realm".
Gold and purplish-black, holiness and death—two diametrically opposed forces clashed fiercely within the secret chamber.
However, the gap in strength was too vast.
Bibi Dong's Death Spider Venom Domain lasted only three breaths before being completely purified and devoured by the Angel Domain. Wherever the golden light passed, the poisonous mist melted away like ice and snow, revealing the Spider Queen's true form, which was on the verge of collapse below.
"puff--"
Bibi Dong spat out a mouthful of purplish-black blood. Her true form could no longer be maintained and quickly shrank and dissipated, revealing her true appearance.
She knelt on one knee, her hands supporting her on the ground, her long hair disheveled and covering most of her face.
The magnificent papal robes had been torn during the struggle, revealing pale skin underneath and faint black spiderweb-like patterns on the skin—the marks of the backlash from the Death Spider Emperor's martial spirit.
Qian Daoliu landed slowly, his six wings folding back.
He walked up to Bibi Dong and looked down at her.
"With your talent, you could have become the strongest person in the Spirit Hall in the last hundred years." Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of regret.
"With twin martial souls and innate full soul power, you broke through to the Title Douluo level at the age of thirty-something... and even obtained a 100,000-year soul ring. If you follow the righteous path, you may not be unable to reach that realm."
Bibi Dong raised her head and stared intently at Qian Daoliu through her disheveled hair, her eyes filled with no remorse, only deep-seated hatred.
"The right path?" she scoffed, her voice hoarse.
"What is the righteous path? Is being defiled by your son the righteous path? Is being forced to give birth to a child I don't want the righteous path? Or is becoming a puppet controlled by your angelic race the righteous path?!"
Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment.
"Xunji's actions were indeed inappropriate," he said slowly. "But he is still my son, Xue'er's father. Now that his essence has been damaged and his cultivation has been completely destroyed, he will spend the rest of his life in pain. This punishment is enough."
"Not enough!" Bibi Dong suddenly looked up, her eyes bloodshot. "He ruined my life! He ruined everything I had! I want him dead! I want your angel race—"
Before he could finish speaking, Qian Daoliu raised his hand and pressed down.
An invisible pressure suddenly descended, pressing Bibi Dong firmly to the ground, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
I understand your hatred.
"Moreover, I can let today's matter go."
"But..." Qian Daoliu's voice turned cold, "The glory of the Angel God must not be profaned. From today onwards, you will be confined in the underground cell of the Spirit Hall to reflect on your mistakes. Without my permission, you are not allowed to take a single step out."
"As for Xue'er..." He paused, "She will grow up and learn the truth. At that time, she will decide what to choose."
Bibi Dong wanted to say something more, but Qian Daoliu didn't give her the chance.
With a light tap of his fingertip, a golden light entered Bibi Dong's brow.
Bibi Dong's body stiffened, the light in her eyes quickly dimmed, and she collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep coma.
Qian Daoliu looked at his daughter-in-law lying on the ground, then at his son who was barely breathing not far away, and sighed deeply.
"These are turbulent times."