Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

The realm of gods, the realm of destruction.

The God of Destruction stood at the edge of the palace, looking down at the blood-red figure in the lower realm.

His brows were furrowed, and his purple eyes were filled with seriousness.

"Asura God, you've gone mad." His voice was low. "You've given your power to a madman."

He raised his hand, and a purple beam of light shot out from his palm, attempting to intercept Bibi Dong.

A crimson beam of light shot from another direction and collided with the purple beam of light.

The Asura God stood at the edge of his palace, looking at him with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"God of Destruction, your opponent is me." The Asura God's voice was cold.

The God of Destruction stared at him, his purple eyes filled with rage. "You think Bibi Dong can destroy the Spirit Hall? You're too naive."

The Spirit Hall has Qian Daoliu, Ling Feng, and Qian Renxue.

They will not let Bibi Dong succeed.

The Asura God smiled. "Then let's give it a try."

Martial Soul Capital, Hall of Worship.

Ling Feng stood before the angel statue, eyes closed, motionless.

He was waiting, waiting for Qian Daoliu to return, waiting for the seven retainers to return.

They've been there for three days and there's still no news.

He wasn't worried; he knew Qian Daoliu and the others would be fine.

Seven peerless Douluo at level 100, and the divine servants of the God of Destruction—no one on this continent could stop them.

He suddenly sensed a presence.

The aura emanated from the east of Martial Soul Capital, violent and evil, as if the Asura God himself had descended.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he opened his eyes, a glint of gold flashing in his dark pupils.

"coming."

Qian Renxue, standing beside him, also sensed that aura. "Who?"

Ling Feng looked at her. "Bibi Dong."

Qian Renxue's pupils suddenly contracted.

Her mother, whom she hadn't seen for over a decade, was locked up in the small courtyard on the east side.

She emerged, wielding the power of the Asura God and exuding murderous intent.

She didn't know what her mother was going to do, but she knew that her mother hated the Spirit Hall, hated Qian Daoliu, and hated her.

Ling Feng walked out of the offering hall, with Qian Renxue following behind him.

Jin Chen held the Trident of the Sea God, Ning Rongrong held up the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, and Zhu Zhuqing stood in the distance.

They looked towards the eastern sky, where a crimson light was approaching.

Bibi Dong landed in front of the offering hall, her white hair as white as snow, and her blood-red soul rings pulsating up and down.

Her eyes were empty and cold, like two dried-up wells, devoid of any emotion.

She looked at Ling Feng, Qian Renxue, Jin Chen, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Xue'er," she said softly, "you've grown up."

Qian Renxue's eyes reddened. "Mother, you..."

Bibi Dong interrupted her. "Qian Xunji is dead."

You tacitly approved of this?

Qian Renxue's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a word.

Bibi Dong laughed, a bitter and sinister laugh. "You don't need to answer."

I know the answer.

She looked up at the angel statue in the shrine. "Where's Qian Daoliu? He's not here?"

Yeah.

"I will kill his grandson first, then his granddaughter, and when he returns, I will kill him."

She raised her hand, and a crimson light gathered in her palm.

Ling Feng stepped forward, blocking Qian Renxue's path. "You're insane," Ling Feng said calmly.

Bibi Dong looked at him. "I've been insane for a long time."

I went mad the day Qian Xunji locked me in that little courtyard.

I have waited for this day for more than a decade.

Today, I will destroy the Spirit Hall, destroy you, and destroy everyone.

A crimson beam of light shot out from her palm, heading straight for Ling Feng.

Ling Feng did not retreat. With the Panlong Staff in hand, a golden light shield condensed around him.

The crimson beam of light crashed into the light shield, unleashing a deafening roar.

The light shield cracked in several places, but it didn't break.

Ling Feng took a step back, but Bibi Dong remained unmoved.

"Level ninety-nine." Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of surprise. "You are stronger than I expected."

Ling Feng didn't speak. He raised the Panlong Staff, and the first spirit ring of the Holy Light Dragon lit up.

The Crimson Flame Dragon God's radiant fire, golden flames, surged from the Coiled Dragon Staff, transforming into a fire dragon that lunged towards Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong raised her hand, and crimson light surged from her palm, transforming into a wall of blood that blocked her path.

The fire dragon crashed into the wall of blood, unleashing a deafening roar.

The wall of blood shattered, and the fire dragon dissipated.

Bibi Dong took one step back, while Ling Feng took three steps back.

“Not bad,” Bibi Dong smiled, “but not enough.”

She raised her hands, and crimson light gathered in her palms, transforming into two crimson longswords.

She rushed towards Ling Feng at an astonishing speed.

Ling Feng did not retreat; the Ice and Fire Dragon Wings unfolded behind him, the left wing being ice blue and the right wing crimson.

His speed increased dramatically, and he clashed with Bibi Dong in the square in front of the temple.

One in black, one in red, the two figures intertwined, collided, and separated in the air.

Qian Renxue stood aside, watching the blood-red figure, tears silently streaming down her face.

That was her mother, the mother she carried for ten months and gave birth to.

Does she hate her?

Not really.

Does she love her?

It's not really true.

She just felt heartache, heartache for her mother being trapped in that small courtyard for more than ten years, heartache for her mother becoming like this.

Jin Chen gripped the Trident of Poseidon, wanting to go up and help.

Chapter 246 Bibi Dong's Defeat and Imprisonment

Qian Renxue stopped him. "No."

"Let Ling Feng come."

Jin Chen looked at her. "But..."

She is my mother.

"Only Ling Feng can deal with her." Qian Renxue's voice was very soft.

Jin Chen fell silent and put away the Trident of Poseidon.

The battle between Ling Feng and Bibi Dong continues.

The two were moving at an astonishing speed; ordinary people couldn't even see their movements.

Ling Feng's coiled dragon staff flew up and down, while Bibi Dong's blood-red longsword swung left and right, each collision unleashing a deafening roar.

Ling Feng's strength is not as great as Bibi Dong's, but he is faster. The tenfold speed boost from the Ice and Fire Dragon Wings allows him to nimbly dodge Bibi Dong's sword light.

Bibi Dong's attack missed its mark, hitting the square and creating huge craters.

Bibi Dong's face grew increasingly gloomy.

She hadn't expected Ling Feng to be so strong—a level 99 Peerless Douluo, possessing twin martial souls of the Light Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon, Ice and Fire Dragon Wings, and two million-year soul rings.

His strength far exceeded her expectations.

"You are no match for me," Ling Feng said calmly.

Bibi Dong laughed, a ferocious and insane laugh. "I know."

But I am not afraid of you.

She raised her hands, and crimson light condensed in her palms, transforming into a gigantic crimson spider king that pounced on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng did not retreat; the Dark Holy Dragon's ninth spirit ring lit up.

The Frost Dragon God's Dark Judgment, with its icy blue light surging from the Coiled Dragon Staff, transformed into an ice dragon that clashed head-on with the Crimson Spider King.

boom--!

The deafening roar shook the entire hall.