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

Chapter 414 Qian Renxue's Declaration
In areas touched by the power of the angels, the land becomes pure, and even faint traces of a sacred aura remain.

The places corrupted by the Rakshasa's divine power turned into a desolate, purplish-black scorched earth, unlikely to recover for hundreds of years, filled with deadly poison and curses.

Light and shadow intertwine, divine power surges.

The figures of the two goddesses collided and separated time and again in the storm of destruction, each encounter shaking the heavens and the earth.

This is not merely a contest of strength, but also an outpouring of beliefs, hatred, and complex blood ties.

Lu Jingming watched quietly, his gaze deep.

The outcome of this battle will determine the ultimate fate of the Spirit Empire, and also the future trajectory of the twisted relationship between the mother and daughter.

On the solitary peak, Lu Jingming and his group stood still like statues, gazing into the distance at the earth-shattering battle that had lasted for three days and three nights.

The sky seemed to be permanently divided in two, one half being eternal golden daylight, and the other half being deep purple-black eternal night.

Qian Renxue spread her angel wings, and her holy radiance forcefully dispelled the filth and oppression brought by the Rakshasa Domain.

The angelic mark on her forehead flickered, and her divine sense probed like an invisible radar, precisely capturing Bibi Dong's every move hidden within the purplish-black evil aura.

Bibi Dong swung her Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the Netherworld Rakshasa's scythe attacked from all directions like a ghost, but it was precisely intercepted by Qian Renxue with her Angel Light Slash. The golden "rice" character sword light bloomed continuously in the air, and it perished together with the purple-black scythe, with explosions ringing out incessantly.

Qian Renxue once tried to lock onto Bibi Dong's origin with her angelic divine sense, but was interfered with by the twisted and resentful divine power barrier of the Rakshasa God, making it difficult to completely imprint her.

Bibi Dong also unleashed the Calamity Curse, drawing upon the earth's resentment to form a web of curses, but it was firmly blocked at the outer perimeter by Qian Renxue's Angelic Domain. The holy light and the curse fiercely consumed each other, emitting a "sizzling" sound of erosion.

As time went on, the battle gradually escalated. Qian Renxue gathered divine power, and the Angelic Holy Sword transformed into a hundred-meter-long giant blade. With a fierce strike, the Sun Holy Sword cleaved down, its crimson-gold blade carrying terrifying heat that could burn the eight wastelands, scorching and distorting a large area of ​​space.

Bibi Dong let out a sharp cry, and the Rakshasa Dharma Form merged with her. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe burst forth with the deepest darkness, clashing head-on with the Sun Holy Sword.

"clang--!!!"

In this collision, the space at the core shattered like glass, and the shockwave leveled a mountain range below, melting it into a crimson lava lake. Meanwhile, the area swept by the Rakshasa's divine power instantly transformed into a purplish-black crystalline desert emitting poisonous smoke.

Because of the previous sneak attack by the Demon Emperor, the residual electromagnetic corrosive power in Bibi Dong's body began to ache faintly under such high-intensity clashes, causing her movements to become slightly sluggish.

Qian Renxue keenly caught this moment, and the Angel's Shield was activated instantly, withstanding several attacks from the Purgatory Ghost Hands. At the same time, holy light shone on her body, and her divine power surged again. Pure golden liquid light surged on her divine armor, and her attacks became even more fierce.

The battle entered a fierce stage.

A gigantic phantom of an angel appeared behind Qian Renxue. Angel, judgment, activate.

A massive golden beam of light, seemingly emanating from the core of the sun, tore through the sky and enveloped Bibi Dong.

Under the light of judgment, Bibi Dong's movements became noticeably slower, and the Rakshasa divine power around her body fluctuated violently and dissolved as if it had encountered its nemesis.

Seeing the unparalleled power of the Light of Judgment, Qian Renxue changed her sword stance, and Angel and Purification followed closely behind.

The crimson-gold cross merged into the pillar of light, transforming it into a massive, sun-like sphere of purifying light that engulfed Bibi Dong along with her Rakshasa form.

The temperature inside the sphere of light instantly soared to several thousand degrees and continued to rise. Qian Renxue continuously poured in angelic divine power and solar fire, intending to refine the evil god within.

The sphere of light trembled violently, its interior surging with a frenzied purple-black light—Bibi Dong was desperately resisting.

The power of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and the Rakshasa Dharma Form was pushed to its limit, and layers of annihilation barriers were laid out within the sphere of light, attempting to isolate the all-pervasive purifying holy flame.

However, she was already injured and her divine power was greatly depleted. In the face of Qian Renxue, whose attributes were countered and whose power was purer and more abundant, she was ultimately no match for her.

The light from the sphere gradually suppressed the purplish-black evil energy inside, and Bibi Dong's aura weakened at a visible rate.

On the solitary peak, Lu Jingming looked at the gradually stabilizing sphere of purification light and asked, "Teacher, what do you think the outcome of this battle will be?"

Jing Liu's cool gaze never left the battlefield. Upon hearing this, he said calmly:
“Attributes counteract each other, and one gains while the other loses. Qian Renxue’s angelic power has an innate ability to suppress Rakshasa evil power. Bibi Dong’s old injuries have not healed, and after a long battle, the flow of divine power will inevitably become sluggish. Qian Renxue’s victory is already assured.”

She paused and added.

"It seems like a fight to the death, but in reality, both sides are holding back. If Qian Renxue had gone all out, Bibi Dong might not have been able to hold on until now. Blood ties are ultimately an unbreakable shackle."

Gu Yuena's purple eyes gleamed with the light of laws; she was more focused on the essence of divine power.

"Light and darkness, creation and destruction, are two sides of the same coin in the universe. However, the power of the Rakshasa is too extreme and biased, and has lost its balance. When faced with the supremely yang, righteous, magnificent and vast power of the angels, it is naturally restrained in every way."

Liu Ying and Xia Die stood quietly beside Lu Jingming, offering no comment.

Just then, two figures appeared almost simultaneously on the other side of the solitary peak.

On one side were fireworks, wearing fox masks and yukatas, hopping and skipping as if they were there to watch a grand fireworks display.

On the other side was Vita, elegant in posture, with a mysterious smile on her lips and eyes full of inquiry and amusement.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and both were taken aback.

Hanabi's eyes curved into crescent moons as she spoke in an exaggerated tone, as if reciting lines on stage:

"Oh my gosh~, isn't this our dear Vita? You've come to watch this... um, 'family drama' too?"

She emphasized the pronunciation of "family ethics drama".

Vita wasn't annoyed at all; instead, her smile became even sweeter and more charming. She gently smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear, her voice like a feather brushing against the heart:

"Hehe, my little sister is still as lively and adorable as ever. I'm just curious, what kind of 'fun' could make our Masked Fool willingly take off her mask and stand quietly beside someone?"

She glanced meaningfully in Lu Jingming's direction.

Hanabi, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately retorted, but her tone remained theatrically exaggerated:

"A mask? Oh~ my dear Vita, that's so hurtful. I always show my truest self. You're the same, aren't you?"

She tilted her head, her eyes gleaming cunningly beneath the mask.

The two exchanged barbs, their words laced with wit and subtle barbs. Seemingly friendly, they were actually revealing each other's secrets, perfectly embodying the "plastic sisterhood."

They both knew perfectly well that the other had been "recruited" by Lu Jingming, but that didn't stop them from verbally harassing each other, which was a unique manifestation of their "friendship".

Lu Jingming ignored the bickering between the two fake sisters and turned his gaze back to the battlefield. Just as Jingliu had expected, the huge purifying sphere of light began to slowly shrink, and the purplish-black aura within it had been compressed to the extreme, becoming almost imperceptible.

Qian Renxue's figure appeared incomparably holy and majestic in the golden light.

The three-day battle of the gods is finally drawing to a close.

In these three days, the army of the Spirit Empire, under the command of Hu Liena and Golden Crocodile Douluo, advanced with unstoppable momentum, breaking through the last line of defense of the Star Luo Empire and heading straight for Star Luo City.

The bells of mainland reunification are about to ring.

As the enormous purifying sphere finally contracted, it transformed into specks of golden light that dissipated into the air, revealing the scene within.

Bibi Dong knelt on one knee, using the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to support her body so that she wouldn't fall completely.

The Rakshasa divine armor on her body had dimmed and was covered with fine cracks; the hideous Rakshasa image had long since dissipated and disappeared.

Her face was as pale as paper, with traces of purple divine blood remaining at the corners of her mouth. Her aura was extremely weak, but her purple eyes still burned with an indomitable and obsessive flame.

Qian Renxue hovered in front of her, her angelic divine armor still dazzling, but the fierce battles of the past three days had made her breathing slightly rapid, and the angelic mark on her forehead had dimmed a little.

Looking down at the disheveled Bibi Dong, her eyes held a complex mix of emotions: the relief of a victor, the heartache of a blood relative, and an indescribable heaviness.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain... Let's do it."

Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse and cold, carrying a kind of indifference as if she had lost all hope.

"Kill me, and you will be able to secure your position as Empress of the Spirit Empire without any further worries."

She raised her head, looked directly at Qian Renxue, and her eyes were filled with undisguised mockery.

"Or is it... that you're too soft-hearted to do it? How can you rule such a vast empire with such indecisiveness? If you don't kill me today, I will surely come back to take back everything that belongs to me when I regain my strength."

Just then, the space rippled slightly, and Lu Jingming led Jingliu and the others out, just in time to hear Bibi Dong's last words.

Lu Jingming looked at Bibi Dong, who was slumped on the ground but still stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, and smiled slightly, his tone filled with absolute confidence:
"That day will never come."

Bibi Dong abruptly turned her gaze to Lu Jingming, her purple eyes filled with a cold scrutiny:
"Lu Jingming... what exactly is your purpose in all this scheming?!"

She looked at Qian Renxue again, her tone carrying a barely perceptible urgency, as if giving a final warning.

"To cooperate with him is like asking a tiger for its skin. His ambitions go far beyond this, and you will lead the Martial Soul Empire into an abyss of no return."

Despite being on the verge of collapse, and despite not necessarily having much genuine affection for the Spirit Empire, her maternal instincts compelled her to utter these words at this moment.

She didn't trust Lu Jingming; this unfathomable man was definitely not someone she could trust.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jingming helplessly spread his hands, his smile appearing somewhat innocent: "It seems that His Holiness the Pope has a deep misunderstanding about me."

"Misunderstand?"

Bibi Dong sneered, her voice sharp with sarcasm.

"I would never misunderstand someone who is arrogant to the core and sees all living beings as pawns."

As she spoke, she looked at Qian Renxue and continued, "In his eyes, you may still have some value, but in the end, you are just a relatively important pawn on his chessboard. Do you really think he will be sincere towards you?"

Just as Lu Jingming was about to say something more, Qian Renxue suddenly moved.

She withdrew her divine power, and the angel wings on her back turned into specks of golden light and dissipated. She walked step by step to Lu Jingming.

Under Lu Jingming's slightly surprised gaze, she made a move that surprised everyone—she gently but firmly nestled into Lu Jingming's arms and rested her cheek against his chest.

Then, she raised her golden eyes and looked at Bibi Dong, whose face was filled with shock and disbelief. Her voice was clear and powerful, carrying a resolute declaration:
"you are wrong."

"I am not his pawn."

"After the Spirit Empire completely unifies the Douluo Continent, I, Qian Renxue, will marry him and become his wife."

"At that time, we will no longer be just allies, but husband and wife. We will jointly rule the Martial Soul Empire and lead it to a bright future that you cannot imagine."

"You...! Pfft—!"

Upon witnessing this scene and hearing this earth-shattering announcement, Bibi Dong felt a surge of blood rush to her head. A mix of intense anger, resentment, and worry overwhelmed her, causing her blood to boil. Unable to suppress her injuries any longer, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, her body swaying as she nearly collapsed to the ground.

She pointed at Qian Renxue, her fingers trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Behind Lu Jingming, Gu Yuena's purple eyes instantly turned cold, and elemental power around her seemed to be stirring uncontrollably.

A sharp glint appeared in the eyes of Liu Ying and Xiao Die.

The three women looked at Qian Renxue with unmistakable hostility.

They had long noticed that Qian Renxue's attitude towards Lu Jingming was unusual, but they never expected her to dare to assert her dominance so directly.

After his initial shock, Lu Jingming quickly came to his senses.

He looked down at Qian Renxue, who was in his arms, her posture intimate, but whose eyes held a hint of tension and determination that was hard to detect. He immediately understood her intentions—both to completely sever Bibi Dong's thoughts and to establish an unbreakable alliance between her and him in front of everyone, especially in front of Bibi Dong, and even to go further.

Feeling the soft, warm body in his arms and that undeniable declaration, Lu Jingming's smile deepened.

How could he refuse when a beautiful woman offered herself to him?

Moreover, if he were to push Qian Renxue away at this moment, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face for her in front of everyone, causing her to lose face, which was something he absolutely did not want to see.

So he reached out and gently put his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist, his posture natural and intimate, which was considered as tacitly acknowledging her statement.

This scene was so shocking that Bibi Dong's vision went black and she almost fainted.

Gu Yuena gritted her teeth and said, "That womanizer."

Meanwhile, in a corner not far away, Hanabi and Vita, who had witnessed everything, exchanged a knowing glance.

(End of this chapter)