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

Bibi Dong stood in the empty sea of ​​spirit, looking at the tightly closed door, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

That bastard...

Is he truly insane, or is he faking it?

Which of his statements is true?

……

The mountain wind howled, swirling up thousands of piles of snow.

In front of this fortress perched atop the mountains, time seems to stretch out.

Nan Feng held Tang Yuehua in his arms and waited for three whole days.

Over the past three days, Tang Yuehua went from initial shame and indignation to struggle, then to numbness and despair, and now she has even grown accustomed to that warm yet dangerous embrace and the faint, cool fragrance emanating from that woman.

at last.

As the sun was about to sink into the sea of ​​clouds on the third day, a dull tremor came from the huge iron chain connecting the two mountain peaks.

Clang—Clang—

That was the sound of heavy objects striking iron chains, and also the sound of footsteps intertwined with hope and despair.

As the fog dissipated, a group of ragged, weary figures appeared on the other end of the iron chain.

The leader was a burly man with a resolute face. Although his face was weathered and his eyes were bloodshot, his aura as a titled Douluo remained as steady as a mountain.

It was Tang Xiao.

Beside him was the Second Elder.

Behind them were nearly five hundred elite disciples of the Haotian Sect and some of their core family members.

This is the first group of Haotian Sect members to evacuate.

The Second Elder was ultimately shrewd and calculating; he didn't believe in putting all your eggs in one basket.

To prevent the Spirit Hall from wiping them out in one fell swoop, he suggested dividing the evacuation team into three groups and taking different routes.

He and Sect Master Tang Xiao led the most elite vanguard to clear the way and reach the backup camp at top speed. After confirming its safety, Tang Xiao used his Title Douluo speed to return along the same route to meet up with the main force led by the other elders.

As for that ancestral land called Haotian Peak...

Now it's just an empty city left for the Spirit Hall to vent its anger on.

"call……"

Stepping onto solid ground, looking at the majestic and ancient stone fortress that had stood for hundreds of years despite the wind and rain, and seeing the familiar "Haotian Sect" plaque, Tang Xiao let out a long breath.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was finally half relieved.

"We've arrived...we've finally arrived."

"Second Uncle, this place is still the same as before. It seems we haven't been discovered."

"Hmm." The Second Elder finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Quickly! Let the disciples go in and rest!"

Tang Xiaoqiang roused himself. Although his body was extremely exhausted, he knew he couldn't rest yet.

"After settling everyone in, I need to go back immediately to meet up with the Third Elder and the others, and also..."

Before Tang Xiao finished speaking, his gaze unconsciously swept towards the square at the main gate of the fortress.

Originally, the place should have been empty, or perhaps only a few guard disciples came to greet us.

But now.

Beneath the imposing plaque of "Haotian Sect" could be seen.

An extremely luxurious, glittering, gilded chaise lounge sits arrogantly across the middle of the road.

And on that chair.

The stunningly beautiful woman, clad in purple-gold armor and wearing a crown, was lazily crossing her legs, holding in her arms a woman in silver robes whose face was flushed and who dared not look up.

That was their nightmare.

They are also their relatives.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the woman, gilding her with a sacred yet eerie golden edge, making her look like both an angel descended to earth and a demon from hell.

In deathly silence.

Nan Feng slowly raised his head and gently stroked Tang Yuehua's long hair in his arms, as if he were petting a well-behaved cat.

Then, looking at Tang Xiao, who was frozen in place, a bright smile appeared on his lips, and he softly broke the deathly silence:

"Oh."

"Long time no see, Sect Master Tang Xiao."

"Aren't you guys moving a little too slowly?"

"Retreat immediately!!"

Tang Xiao let out a roar almost instinctively, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly enlarged. The nine spirit rings pulsed wildly beneath his feet, and the pressure of a Title Douluo erupted like a mountain torrent, trying to win that last glimmer of life for his clansmen.

"Second Uncle! Get everyone away!! I'll hold her off!!"

however.

Sitting in the chair, Nan Feng merely raised his hand lazily:

"Alright, stop messing around."

"The way back is blocked."

Nan Feng pointed to the small village at the foot of the mountain:

“The Spirit Hall’s elite spirit masters have been lying in wait in that village for a long time. I told them that as long as I don’t give the signal, they should remain still.”

“But… if you dare to back down now, it will prove that my negotiations have broken down.”

"If negotiations break down, it will be a full-scale encirclement and suppression."

"With just a few hundred old, weak, and disabled soldiers like you... I'm afraid very few of those who go down will survive."

"..."

Despair spread among the people like a plague.

Those disciples who had witnessed the terrifying power of the "Netherworld of Death" on the battlefield of the Power Clan could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, their eyes vacant and tears streaming down their faces.

They knew that resistance was pointless.

Before that devil, the so-called Title Douluo and the so-called Clear Sky Hammer are nothing but a joke.

Even the self-destruction of the Grand Elder at his peak couldn't harm her in the slightest. How long can this crumbling formation last?

"Bibi Dong!!"

Tang Xiao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly: "Why?!"

"The Haotian Sect has already closed its doors to the world! Tang Hao has been expelled from the sect! We have already made the greatest concessions!"

"Why do you insist on killing them all?!"

"What good will it do you to wipe us out?! Aren't you afraid of inciting the wrath of all soul masters in the world?!"

"Tsk."

Nan Feng clicked his tongue, looking helpless. "See, we've misunderstood again."

"I've said it so many times, I'm not here to wipe them out."

Nan Feng shifted to a more comfortable position, gently patted Tang Yuehua's back to comfort her, then looked at Tang Xiao and said sincerely:

"I'm here to... apologize."

"..."

A deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

Tang Xiao was stunned, the Second Elder was stunned, and even the disciples who were paralyzed on the ground forgot to cry.

Apologize?

The culprit who killed three of their elders, forced the Grand Elder to his death, crippled two affiliated clans, and forced them to seal off their mountain and flee... actually claims to be here to apologize?

What kind of joke is this?!

"You're kidding me?!"

Tang Xiao instantly flew into a rage, feeling utterly humiliated. "Bibi Dong! If you want to kill us, then kill us! Why humiliate us like this?!"

"Ugh……"

Nan Feng sighed, "This war, from beginning to end, was something that Qian Daoliu and that old codger Jin E insisted on fighting."

"After all, it was Qian Xunji who died, Qian Daoliu's own son."

Nan Feng shrugged. "Going to war with the Haotian Sect would result in eight hundred casualties for the enemy and a thousand casualties for ourselves. What good would it do me, other than avenging the Qian family's personal grudge?"

"But……"

Nan Feng pointed to the crown on his head and gave a self-deprecating smile:

"Golden Crocodile has given the order, and Qian Daoliu has spoken. What can I do?"

"As a puppet pope with no real power, who is sidelined by the temple, what can I do besides obey?"

"Leading a group of disobedient elders and a bunch of useless soul masters who only know how to shout slogans, we're here to fight you to the death."

Do I have a choice?

Tang Xiao frowned, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"You bullshit!"

The Second Elder said sternly, "Qian Xunji is your teacher! It's only right for you to avenge your teacher! How could you have been forced into it?!"

"Shut up!!"