Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue dug up the wrong grave, and I ruthlessly controlled her.

"You dare mention him!"

"You're not allowed to touch him! You're not allowed to mention his name! No one can hurt him!"

These three words were like igniting a powder keg, instantly enraging Bibi Dong!

Yu Xiaogang is her Achilles' heel, her bottom line, and no one can cross it!

Fang Yuan suddenly released his grip, and Bibi Dong fell to the ground.

The once magnificent purple-gold papal robes were now covered in dust and wood chips, making them look very cheap.

"I have a very narrow mind, smaller than a horse's eye."

"So I will take revenge on you, and slowly strip away everything you care about."

"I will make him suffer in front of you, let you watch your most cherished possessions turn to ashes bit by bit, and let you experience true despair."

Fang Yuan's tone was terrifyingly calm, yet it sent a chill down Bibi Dong's spine.

"No! Don't!"

"Take your anger out on me! You're not allowed to hurt Xiaogang! I'll take full responsibility for the consequences!"

"I can give you everything I have, my soul, my life! Just let him go!"

Bibi Dong's voice was choked with sobs; her former pride and indifference had vanished completely.

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's safety, she was willing to give up everything, including the power and status she was so proud of.

Fang Yuan remained silent in the face of Bibi Dong's pleas and roars, and then raised his hand to slap her again!

"Snapped!"

This slap was more powerful than the previous two slaps combined!

Bibi Dong's body was flung away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the cold wall.

"Boom!"

The wall was dented, and dust fell in a flurry.

Bibi Dong spat out a mouthful of blood, and her life force instantly weakened.

"It seems like it's time for some entertainment today."

Fang Yuan looked down at his arm.

Blood mist slowly seeped out of the pores on his arm.

Qian Renxue's physique was still too fragile; he could only play for a few seconds before he couldn't hold on any longer.

Fang Yuan, who controls the laws of time, can use time reversal on Qian Renxue's body, but this is only a temporary solution.

This act of consuming his own essence will also slow down the speed at which he refines the world's will.

Unless there are special circumstances, Fang Yuan will not use time reversal on Qian Renxue's body.

"Bibi Dong, I look forward to seeing you again!"

Fang Yuan's tone was playful, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly, and she gradually opened her eyes.

Those unfathomable black pupils turned back to azure blue.

Her long, silvery-white hair regained its original dazzling golden luster.

Bibi Dong, lying on the ground, struggled to lift her head.

I saw the color of Qian Renxue's pupils and her signature long golden hair.

A storm raged in Bibi Dong's heart.

That terrifying presence from just now seems to have vanished?

"Are you... are you alright?"

Qian Renxue looked down at the disheveled Bibi Dong, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was resentment accumulated since childhood, and a trace of pity that she herself was unaware of.

"Qian Renxue, whatever that thing was, I order you, you are not allowed to harm Yu Xiaogang!"

"Don't you dare touch a single hair on his head! Otherwise, I will hate you for the rest of my life, and no matter what you do, you will never gain my approval or forgiveness!"

Bibi Dong stared intently at Qian Renxue, her voice weak but carrying an undeniable command.

Qian Renxue gave Bibi Dong a deep look.

The woman in front of her was her mother, but she was also the one who caused her the most pain.

But now, her face was covered in blood and she looked utterly disheveled, yet her eyes held a fear and vulnerability she had never seen before.

Is this still the same Pope who was decisive and ruthless?

For the first time, she felt that Bibi Dong was so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that she was somewhat dazed.

The words Fang Yuan had left in her mind not long ago echoed like a curse.

Destroying what someone cares about most is what will make them truly regret it.

[Acknowledgment and forgiveness? Only the weak need others' acknowledgment and forgiveness!]

seem.......

That makes perfect sense!

"He didn't leave; he's just recuperating inside my body."

"Although I am the master of this body, he is the true controller."

"I can't change his mind, and I can't stop him."

Qian Renxue took a soft breath, her voice tinged with helplessness.

"No! Don't!"

Bibi Dong's face turned even paler, and fear and anxiety spread through her heart like a tidal wave.

Her soul power was slowly recovering, but the despair of being crushed by absolute power and the impending doom that Yu Xiaogang might face made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She couldn't let anything happen to Yu Xiaogang!

Absolutely not!

Despite the excruciating pain in her body and the blood constantly spilling from the corner of her mouth, Bibi Dong transformed into a black streak of light and burst through the gates of the Papal Palace.

She needed to figure out exactly what that terrifying being was!

Only in this way can she protect the only light in her life!

Qian Renxue watched Bibi Dong's hasty departure, her expression growing increasingly complex.

She looked at her palm and could almost feel the power Fang Yuan had used when he attacked, as well as Bibi Dong's fear and regret.

"Do you understand now? Only the weak like to reason; the strong are reason itself!"

"As long as your fists are strong enough, no one will dare to question you, unless they want to experience the feeling of having their entire family wiped out!"

Fang Yuan's voice echoed in Qian Renxue's mind.

........

Ten minutes later.

A piercing roar echoed through the ancestral hall.

"A thousand streams!"

Bibi Dong entered the offering hall in a disheveled state.

The magnificent papal robes were covered in dust, and the hem of the robes was torn in several places. His once cold and proud face was now contorted with rage.

"Bibi Dong, why aren't you in your own papal palace? What are you doing in the Hall of Offerings?"

Qian Daoliu looked at her disheveled appearance, and a ripple finally appeared in his calm eyes.

"What's wrong with your granddaughter's health?!"

"What exactly is hidden inside her? Who is that monster possessing her?!"

Bibi Dong's body trembled uncontrollably, both from fear and extreme anxiety.

Qian Renxue's malicious gaze and her words, "Bibi Dong, I will slowly torture Yu Xiaogang to death!" filled her with extreme fear.

"He said he would take revenge on me! He said he would destroy Xiaogang!"

"Qian Daoliu, was this all your doing?"

"Was it you who, in order to secure Qian Renxue's position as Pope, went so far as to allow evil spirits to enter her body and sacrifice everything?!"

Bibi Dong's voice was extremely strange.

His voice was choked with sobs, yet filled with rage, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, both in pain and madness.

Yu Xiaogang is her Achilles' heel, her only weakness, and also her strongest armor.

She'll fight anyone who touches her.

Qian Daoliu looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to have gone mad, his eyes flashing with complex and unfathomable emotions.

There was disgust for her "betrayal" of the Qian family, pity for her stubbornness, and a hint of seriousness that was hard to detect.