Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

"And that was because I was considering the bigger picture and didn't want to push that old man Qian Daoliu too far, so I deliberately maintained my restraint."

The smile on Nan Feng's face vanished completely, replaced by a chilling madness.

"But if the High Priest insists on completely breaking ties with me..."

"Then when I do things, I really have no scruples at all."

Looking at this madman in front of her, who was spouting threats and flaunting his despicable shamelessness, Poseidon's anger was completely ignited.

She did not use her vast blue-gold divine power, nor did she unleash any divine punishment.

She simply walked straight up to Nan Feng with a cold expression and raised her hand—

"Snapped!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed squarely on Nan Feng's face.

At that moment, Poseidon abandoned all restraint and divinity, and like an ordinary woman driven mad with anger, slapped this incorrigible bastard.

"That stubborn bastard!"

With a cold, clearly emotional outburst, Poseidon turned around, a flash of blue-gold light, and vanished from the beach in an instant.

Nan Feng, carrying the enormous demonic orca king, stood frozen in place.

Feeling the slight stinging sensation on his cheek, his usually shrewd and indifferent face showed an unprecedented look of bewilderment.

On the beach not far away, the Sea Maiden Douluo and Xiaobai were even more dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

The high priest... hit someone?!

In their minds, Poseidon was always the dignified, composed, and aloof representative of the sea god. Even when facing a mortal enemy, she never lost her composure, let alone like now, completely disregarding her soul power and personally slapping someone in the face!

This was the first time Xiaobai had ever seen the High Priest so vulnerable!

A sea breeze blew by, and Nan Feng slowly came back to his senses. He didn't touch his face, but just looked in the direction of Poseidon Mountain with a complicated expression.

His words were indeed harsh, even ungrateful. But he was truly helpless at this moment, because from the very beginning, he dared not and could not trust Poseidon.

The reason is simple: he has played some of his cards, but he would never dare to play the most lethal one.

He has to get rid of Tang Chen.

In order to secure the succession to the Asura Godhood for Bibi Dong, the man who was lost in the City of Slaughter and whom Poseidon had waited for half his life had to die.

If they hadn't spoken so frankly, if that thin veil of mutual probing remained, he could have easily exploited the information gap to maintain this false alliance with Poseidon. He was even confident he could persuade Poseidon to intervene at a crucial moment and help Bibi Dong hunt down the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

But now, having revealed too many of his cards, Poseidon has completely seen through his ruthless nature in achieving his goals.

Before Poseidon truly inherits the position of Sea God and gains a sense of security, will she still cooperate with a Spirit Hall that could easily spiral out of control and wields the power of the Rakshasa God?

They probably won't help; instead, they'll stand on the side of maritime order and stop Bibi Dong from hunting the Deep Sea Demon Whale King!

Thinking of this, Nan Feng sighed helplessly.

The collaboration with Poseidon ultimately collapsed, albeit temporarily.

"Goodbye."

Nan Feng waved to the sea maiden and Xiao Bai, then didn't linger on Seagod Island.

Carrying the Demon Orca King, which was wrapped in a giant purple cocoon of spider webs, he soared into the sky and headed straight for Wuhun City at full speed.

He now has mastered the control of wind and spatial power. With the help of strong winds and spatial power constantly shortening the distance, his mobility has undergone a qualitative leap, and his speed is in no way inferior to that of a similarly leveled agility-type flying titled Douluo.

In less than a day, as the first rays of sunlight shone on the mainland, he traversed the long distance by land and sea and rushed back to Wuhun City.

However, perhaps because his mind was too chaotic, Nan Feng forgot to change his appearance and hide his identity when he returned this time.

He still retained the appearance of that young man with purple hair, double pupils, and an upright posture, carrying a giant cocoon the size of a small mountain, and fell from the sky like a meteorite, landing heavily on the square in front of the Papal Palace.

"boom--!"

The heavy thud shattered the morning's tranquility.

In an instant, the Holy Emperor Warriors responsible for guarding the Papal Palace, as well as the elite Haotian Legion stationed there after reorganization, were all alarmed.

A dense whistling sound and the clanging of armor surged from all directions, and countless spears and spirit rings instantly lit up, surrounding the strange man who dared to force his way into the Papal Palace in the early morning.

Just as all the guards were on high alert and preparing to take down this madman.

"stop."

A dignified yet somewhat urgent female voice rang out from inside the hall.

Sensing that familiar aura etched into her very soul, Bibi Dong didn't even take the scepter symbolizing her papacy. She strode out of the hall and waved away the guards who were standing by in a state of high alert.

After everyone else had obeyed and left, only the two of them remained in the vast square.

Bibi Dong then turned her gaze to Nan Feng, and the enormous purple spider silk cocoon beside him, which emanated terrifying blood energy fluctuations, her eyes filled with doubt.

"boom."

Nan Feng casually tossed the giant cocoon to the ground, his tone calm: "A specialty from Seagod Island, a 100,000-year-old Demonic Orca King. It's for you to use as a spirit ring for your second martial soul."

Upon hearing this name, Bibi Dong's pupils constricted sharply, her face filled with shock.

A 100,000-year-old demonic orca king?!

That's a top-tier ocean overlord that reigns supreme even in the deep sea!

Even if Nan Feng possesses the strength of level 98, as a pure land-based soul master, in the absolute home-field advantage of the underwater environment, even if she were at her peak and personally went into the water, she would absolutely be helpless against such a dominant sea soul beast.

How did this guy manage to do that?! He actually managed to capture him alive?!

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However, Nan Feng did not explain how he "played dirty".

He glanced at Bibi Dong, a flash of purple light appeared on his body, and he directly dispelled the clone body constructed of pure energy.

"Om-"

As his physical body dissipated, Nan Feng's consciousness transformed into a stream of light, expertly returning to Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.

At the same time, a massive torrent of memories was transmitted to him without reservation. It contained all the results of his in-depth development of the power of the evil god over the past year on Purple Pearl Island, including his experience in mastering the four attributes of evil, space, gale, and lightning, as well as the techniques for using that fusion killing move.

Upon receiving this message, Bibi Dong was taken aback.

But she didn't pay attention to this invaluable combat experience, which would make any Title Douluo envious. She keenly sensed Nan Feng's lifeless, even somewhat defeated mood at that moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Bibi Dong asked in her mind.

Deep within the sea of ​​the spirit.

Nan Feng lay sprawled in the void, looking up at the hazy dome of consciousness, his voice filled with deep weariness.

"It failed."

"We can't count on Poseidon for now. As for that Deep Sea Demon Whale King, forget about it for now, it's hopeless."

Hearing his self-destructive declaration, Bibi Dong didn't ask him why he messed things up, nor did she feel sorry for the lost Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

She simply sensed Nan Feng's emotions quietly, and after a moment, asked with a rare, somewhat stiff concern:

"Were you... bullied outside?"

Nan Feng closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I wasn't bullied. After all the scheming, I ended up being trapped by my own own trump card. It was all my own fault."

He paused, then added, "There's one more thing. Purple Pearl Island might be completely taken over by the real Poseidon Island. Poseidon has already seen through my true nature, so you should prepare yourself mentally."

Hearing this terrible news, Bibi Dong's doubts only intensified.

She knows Nan Feng too well.

What kind of person is this? He's a madman who'd go to any lengths to survive, even ripping off the heavens and scheming against everyone!

Even if he messed things up in the past and left a huge mess in front of him, he would still stubbornly refuse to admit defeat.

Not only will he not give up, but he will rack his brains to find ways to make up for it, and even use a bigger and crazier scheme to forcibly cover up the mess.

But now...

This guy didn't even struggle, he just lay there obediently and admitted defeat.

This is nothing like him.

What exactly happened on Poseidon Island that could have reduced this stubborn bastard to this state?

Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment. She did not continue to ask in her mind, but silently severed the mental communication.

In reality, she single-handedly lifted the enormous purple cocoon filled with the demonic orca king from the ground, and with a flash, returned directly to the depths of the Papal Palace, to that secluded courtyard that belonged only to her.

"boom."

Bibi Dong casually tossed the dying 100,000-year-old sea spirit beast onto the cold stone slab, but unlike usual, she didn't rush to absorb the coveted spirit ring and spirit bone in order to become stronger.

She sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and immersed herself completely in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Bibi Dong's consciousness quickly coalesced, and her spiritual clone emerged under the hazy dome, slowly approaching Nan Feng, who was lying on his back.

"What's wrong with you?" Bibi Dong looked down at him, her brows furrowed, her tone filled with confusion and annoyance.

Nan Feng looked up at Bibi Dong's cold and beautiful face, opened his mouth, but then hesitated to speak.

What could he say?

Did he mess up? Did he get too cocky and treat Poseidon like a naive fool who could be easily fooled, only to be manipulated in the end?

This reason is one that even he himself cannot believe.

He knew better than anyone that he had many ways to retaliate, or even force Poseidon to submit.

It wasn't because he was exceptionally intelligent, but because he was shameless and had no bottom line.

Once he unleashes his ruthless and underhanded tactics, Poseidon, a man bound by rules and divinity his entire life, will be utterly unable to face or resist them.

But... he didn't.

How should he explain this to Bibi Dong?

This isn't him at all. In his survival rules, he should be ruthless and unscrupulous. And until this trip to Poseidon Island, he truly had always acted that way.