Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 411 The Demon Emperor's Sneak Attack

"As long as these bonds exist, she is not entirely uncontrollable."

Lu Jingming drew a conclusion.

"The combat power of a first-level god is extremely valuable, especially when we face more unknown threats in the future. We cannot give it up easily. And you can't bring yourself to do it. So what we need to do is not to destroy, but... to control."

"Control?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly. "How could someone as proud and stubborn as her be willing to be controlled?"

"It's very simple."

Lu Jingming's lips curled into a knowing smile.

"Defeat her head-on, use absolute power to make her realize that her power is not invincible, and that her madness and obsession are meaningless in the face of true power."

He had a deep understanding of Bibi Dong's personality.

Bibi Dong's greatest strength was her ability to endure.

She endured the humiliation of being forcibly taken by Qian Xunji, even giving birth to Qian Renxue, until she finally revealed her true colors and launched a deadly revenge when Qian Xunji was seriously injured.

What does this show? It shows that in her heart, assessing the situation, preserving strength, and waiting for the right opportunity are instincts ingrained in her very being.

Lu Jingming's tone carried a sense of composure and strategic planning.

"The reason she's so crazy right now is because she believes she has enough power to crush everything and can do whatever she wants. When we show her power far exceeding hers, and make her understand that resistance will only bring worse results, and may even endanger the few people she cares about, she will be forced to 'calm down' and become the patient and forbearing Bibi Dong again. She will temporarily restrain her sharpness, obey orders, and then secretly accumulate power, waiting for the next 'opportunity'."

“And that’s what we’re going to do.”

Lu Jingming looked at Qian Renxue with sharp and confident eyes.

"Under the premise that that 'opportunity' will never come, I will make her get used to obedience. I will let her see with her own eyes what kind of power she cannot resist. After she tries again and again and is ruthlessly suppressed time and time again, she will naturally learn... to assess the situation."

Qian Renxue listened to Lu Jingming's calm, even somewhat cold, analysis, and felt a mix of emotions.

She had to admit that Lu Jingming's judgment of Bibi Dong was alarmingly accurate.

This is indeed the most realistic and the best way to save Bibi Dong's life.

Forcibly reversing the behavior of a madman with absolute power sounds arrogant, but when Lu Jingming said it, it carried an undeniable persuasive force.

She took a deep breath, and the confusion in her eyes gradually gave way to determination: "I understand, I'll do as you say."

For true unification, for a longer-term future, and also... so that she can "survive" in another way, this is a necessary step.

Lu Jingming nodded, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon where the divine battle still raged, and said softly:
"Then get ready. I will let her know that the era of her wanton behavior is over, and you, Sister Xue, will be truly crowned as the sole ruler of this continent."

The battlefield at the edge of the mountain range has become a dead zone where gods fight each other.

The sky was torn open with spiderweb-like cracks, revealing the chaotic void turbulence behind it. The earth looked as if it had been devoured by an invisible behemoth, with abysses and scorched earth intertwined. The air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone after energy annihilation and the cold, evil aura of Rakshasa divine power.

At the center of the battle, Bibi Dong, clad in Rakshasa divine armor, was almost one with the Rakshasa Dharma form, and every swing of her demonic scythe was accompanied by a soul-tearing shriek.

The purplish-black divine power surged like a boiling tide, relentlessly assaulting the three opponents.

Jing Yuan, riding the Divine Lord, transformed golden divine lightning into countless chains and lightning spears, constantly clashing with the purple blades of the Netherworld Rakshasa. Each collision exploded with thunder and fire, illuminating the sky with flickering light.

Xiao Wu moved like lightning, her blue divine power condensing into tangible fist imprints and leg shadows, attacking Bibi Dong's flanks like a storm. Her attacks were agile yet deadly, specifically targeting gaps in the Rakshasa divine power.

What troubled Bibi Dong the most was Ilex, who was controlling Huo Yuhao's body. Instead of attacking him head-on, Ilex stood a little distance away, chanting ancient incantations.

The pure and profound necromantic power sometimes transforms into a massive wall of white bones to block the blood-red runes of the Calamity Curse, and at other times summons countless pale bone spears wrapped in holy light, piercing out from incredible angles. That power is righteous and peaceful yet carries the desolate meaning of death, and has a strong restraining effect on the evil divine power of the Rakshasa.

"The barrier to extermination."

Bibi Dong roared, and the invisible barrier sealed off the space once again, attempting to limit Xiao Wu's speed.

But Jingyuan's divine lord roared and summoned the divine thunder of the nine heavens. A thunder pillar as thick as a mountain crashed down, forcefully blasting a ripple-like gap in the invisible barrier.

Xiao Wu instantly cut through the gap, and with a powerful slam of her waist bow, imbued with all her divine power, slammed into the shoulder blade of the Rakshasa Dharma Image, causing the massive Dharma Image to stagger.

"Go away!"

Bibi Dong retaliated with a Hellfire Ghost Hand, her purplish-black claws tearing through space as she grabbed at Xiao Wu.

At the critical moment, Electrox slammed his staff into the ground, and a wall of sighs, inscribed with countless runes and constructed from countless illusory shadows of wailing souls, rose from the ground. The ghostly claws gripped the wall, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound, before finally collapsing.

The four fought fiercely, the deafening roar of their clashing divine powers echoing endlessly.

Purple-black, golden lightning, blue light, and gray-white divine light flashed, intertwined, and annihilated wildly, turning this world into chaos.

The shockwaves from the aftermath of the battle spread out in layers, flattening distant mountain peaks and carving deep, bottomless ravines into the ground.

The two sides were temporarily tied, neither able to gain the upper hand, and were locked in a brutal war of attrition.

Although Bibi Dong was strong, her furious attacks were repeatedly neutralized by three god-level powerhouses, each with their own unique characteristics and increasingly seamless teamwork, and her own divine power was being severely depleted.

Just when the battle was at its most intense, an unexpected change occurred.

A sharp, explosive sound suddenly rang out from the sky, as if millions of birds were chirping at the same moment.

A bolt of lightning, blazing white mixed with the color of dark blue mercury, moved with speed beyond comprehension, like a divine spear piercing through the heavens and earth, ignoring the chaotic battle and striking with unparalleled precision at the heart of the battle—Bibi Dong's back.

That lightning bolt was too fast and too deadly.

Wherever it passes, space is not torn apart, but rather exhibits a bizarre electrolytic phenomenon, as if even the rules that constitute space themselves are forcibly decomposed by this force.

Before the lightning even arrived, the violent electromagnetic force contained within it had already caused the Rakshasa Divine Armor on Bibi Dong's back to emit a hissing sound as it struggled to bear the strain. Fine, scorched marks, like those on a circuit board, even appeared on the surface of the purplish-black armor.

"what?!"

Bibi Dong's entire focus was on the three powerful enemies in front of her. This sneak attack from a blind spot was extremely cunning.

She only had time to hastily parry the Rakshasa Demon Scythe behind her, while simultaneously activating the Rakshasa Divine Armor for defense.

"Boom—Crack!!!"

The blazing white lightning slammed into the handle of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Instead of a violent explosion, it unleashed a more terrifying, high-frequency oscillating destructive energy.

The demonic scythe trembled violently. Bibi Dong felt an indescribable force, carrying intense decomposition and magnetic storm properties, pierce through her divine armor like countless red-hot steel needles and plunge into her body. "Pfft—!"

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of purple divine blood, her body staggering forward like a kite with a broken string. The Rakshasa divine power around her paused, and even the huge Rakshasa dharma image behind her dimmed and blurred for a moment.

The attacker's figure appeared in the lightning—it was the Demon Emperor.

Beneath her shattered whalebone mask, her bright white eyes held no emotion, only pure greed.

She didn't even look at Jing Yuan and the others. Having succeeded with her first strike, she was already preparing for a second. Her claws, wreathed in mercury and lightning, aimed straight for Bibi Dong's unsuspecting nape.

She wanted to take advantage of his weakness and kill him.

In the blink of an eye -

"presumptuous!"

A clear, cold, and authoritative shout seemed to come from the heavens above.

A pure, warm, and brilliant golden beam of light, like a sword of judgment, descended from the sky and struck precisely between the Demon Emperor and Bibi Dong.

The moment the beam of light fell, a holy flame ignited out of thin air, purifying all evil and impure energy.

The melodious hymns echoed faintly, calming the turbulent energy currents.

The Demon Emperor's invincible electromagnetic lightning struck the golden pillar of light, and like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, it hissed and quickly melted away.

The Demon Emperor grunted, forced back several steps by the immense divine power contained within the pillar of light, and for the first time, surprise and uncertainty appeared in his blazing white eyes.

As the golden light faded, Qian Renxue's figure appeared.

Holding the Angelic Holy Sword, six enormous golden wings unfurled behind her. The vast angelic divine power spread out like a tsunami, rivaling the electromagnetic field raging around the Demon Emperor and forcibly dividing this chaotic battlefield.

She stood in front of Bibi Dong, whose breath was weak and whose mouth was bleeding, her cold gaze fixed on the attacker, the Demon Emperor.

"Despicable!"

Qian Renxue looked coldly at the Demon Emperor. Even if she wanted to seize Bibi Dong's power, she would not stand by and watch Bibi Dong be ambushed and killed.

Bibi Dong, who was being protected by Qian Renxue, was now caught in an unprecedentedly complex emotional state.

She knelt on the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Her purple eyes were filled with disbelief, humiliation, and a wild, inexplicable tremor that she herself could not understand.

She...was rescued?

The person who saved her... was actually Qian Renxue?
This daughter whom she had always ignored, hated, and regarded as a stain on her life?

Looking at the tall figure in front of her, radiating pure light and warmth, that power, which was completely opposite to her own Rakshasa evil power, now formed her most solid barrier.

An extremely unfamiliar emotion, mixed with long-held hatred, the shame and anger of having her pride shattered, and a trace of blood ties that she had almost denied herself, coiled around her heart like a poisonous vine, making it hard for her to breathe.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, perhaps scolding someone for meddling?
In the end, however, she bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing all her turbulent emotions, leaving only an even more intense madness and chaos in her eyes.

This feeling of being "saved" was more impactful to her than any attack.

The Demon Emperor's sudden sneak attack and Qian Renxue's intervention brought the intense battle to a standstill.

Jing Yuan controlled the divine lord to suppress the thunder that filled the sky. Xiao Wu gracefully retreated a few steps and landed beside Ilex. Ilex also stopped chanting the incantation. The grayish-white necromantic power slowly receded. All three looked at the uninvited guest and the newly joined Angel God with scrutiny and vigilance.

An eerie silence fell over the scene, broken only by the faint crackling sounds caused by the residual energy and the hissing of the spatial rift healing.

In the midst of this silence, a calm voice suddenly rang out, as if whispering in everyone's ear.

"King of Conquest".

These four simple words sent a jolt through the Demon Emperor, who had just been forced back by Qian Renxue and was secretly assessing the situation.

Her bright white, pupil-less eyes snapped toward the source of the sound, and even the shattered whalebone mask seemed unable to conceal her current horror.

Not far away in mid-air, Lu Jingming appeared with Jingliu, Gu Yuena, Xiadie, and Liuying.

They appeared without warning, as if they were always meant to be there.

Lu Jingming's gaze calmly fell on the Demon Emperor, his eyes deep and carrying a sense of all-knowing indifference.

"leave here."

He spoke again, his tone not commanding, but unquestionable.

"Leave this world, return to where you belong. Your enemies are there, not here wasting your strength."

The Demon Emperor frowned.

King of Conquest.

This is her title as the third throne of the World Serpent.

This identity is an absolute secret; no one outside the core members of World Serpent knows it.

How could he have known?!

An idea surfaced uncontrollably—could he also be a member of the World Serpent? Perhaps even a…throne?
Her gaze swept quickly over the two people beside Lu Jingming.

Jing Liu, just by standing there, made her feel a faint stinging sensation on her skin; that extreme sharpness and pure killing intent gave her an instinctive warning.

Gu Yuena gave her a sense of oppression from her bloodline, and the pressure she felt even surpassed that of Jingliu.

Regardless of who they were, their presence surpassed that of the true deities present: the Angel Goddess Qian Renxue and the Rakshasa Goddess Bibi Dong.

The threat posed by the two was real and far more deadly than that posed by the other god-level powerhouses in the arena.

The decision is made in a split second.

The Demon Queen is insane; she will stop at nothing to seek revenge, but she is not without intelligence.

In this situation, she clearly has no chance, and continuing to pester him is by no means a wise move.

She didn't respond to Lu Jingming's words, nor did she look at anyone else. Instead, her blazing white eyes stared intently at Lu Jingming for a moment, as if trying to etch his image into her soul.

Immediately, lightning erupted around her again, her mercury-like hair danced wildly, and she transformed into a blazing white lightning bolt that tore through the void. Without the slightest hesitation, she vanished from her spot in an instant, leaving only a faint smell of ionized burnt metal as proof that she had been there.

(End of this chapter)