Doulou Dalu 40

"If this is the case, the Yu Clan may be in trouble..."

Tang Xiao and the surrounding elders looked grim.

The battle arena had been sealed, and no one could intervene.

On the stage, facing Bibi Dong with her six spirit rings, the captain of the Yu Clan steadied his team's morale and said, "Do not fear! Our absolute defense may not be something she can break. No matter how strong she is, she is only one person. Together, our defense and attack may be enough to defeat a Soul Emperor. As one of the four affiliated sects of the Haotian Sect, we must not bring shame to our name!"

His words reinvigorated the six other members of the Yu Clan.

"That's right! The Spirit Hall cannot establish its dominance over all sects just by defeating us with a single person!"

"We must not lose!"

The seven warriors' gray armor darkened as they formed a tight formation, closing in on Bibi Dong.

Though the Yu Clan was best known for their defensive capabilities, it was a grave mistake to assume they lacked offensive power.

The next moment, the seven warriors activated their third soul skills simultaneously.

"Rhinoceros Horn!"

Their third soul rings lit up, and black rhino horns emerged from their armor.

Seven warriors, seven rhino horns—combined with their absolute defense, their formation was nearly impenetrable. It was the Yu Clan's signature battle strategy, merging offense and defense into one.

"Attack!" the captain roared.

The seven warriors charged at Bibi Dong in unison.

However, she vanished in an instant. After absorbing the external soul bone, her six-winged purple wings had elevated her speed to the extreme. No matter how many times they rushed forward, Bibi Dong effortlessly evaded them.

"First Soul Skill: Death Spider Bone Possession!"

Four razor-sharp, snow-white bone spurs sprouted from Bibi Dong's arms—similar to the ones she had wielded in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The extra bone spurs did not diminish her beauty; instead, they made her appear even more formidable.

With a swift motion, she stabbed at the Yu Clan's absolute defense.

Clang!

The bone spurs possessed immense penetrating power, piercing through the rhino armor of one warrior. Blood splattered, though it was not a fatal wound.

"Quick! Rotate formation and attack together! Use the fourth soul skill!"

The captain, realizing the danger, commanded immediate action. The injured warrior was swiftly replaced as the seven members began spinning rapidly.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Iron Rhino Charge!"

Five members unleashed their fourth soul skills, causing their rhino horns to turn deep purple and become laced with poison.

Their spinning formation accelerated, creating a storm of lethal force as they hurtled toward Bibi Dong.

One person's attack might not be enough to threaten her, but seven combined? Their destructive power was overwhelming.

This time, Bibi Dong did not evade. Instead, she raised her eight bone spurs to block the rotating attack. Soul power surged through her, but as their spinning intensified, she was gradually forced backward.

"She's holding back the attack of seven warriors alone… Is this the power of a Soul Emperor?"

The spectators were in shock. Their eyes widened as Bibi Dong staggered under the immense pressure.

After all, the Yu Clan's formation was a near-perfect blend of attack and defense. With their rhino martial spirits, they possessed incredible endurance and physical strength.

Among the audience, Lin Fan watched with growing concern. However, he noted that Bibi Dong had only used her first soul skill so far. She likely had more trump cards prepared for the final rounds.

"Third Soul Skill: Death Spider Web Binding!"

Bibi Dong's third soul ring glowed as a deep purple spider web materialized beneath the warriors' feet, releasing a thick, toxic gas that enveloped them.

Blinded and unable to see their target, the seven warriors faltered. The expanding web coated their faces and armor, seeping poison into their bodies.

One of the previously injured warriors collapsed instantly.

Bibi Dong seized the opportunity, leaping forward and striking with her white death spider bones. The absolute defense of the Yu Clan shattered. Seven warriors, entangled in the web, were flung across the arena.

As the poison dissipated, the seven lay motionless, their bodies twitching in paralysis.

The battle was over.

"We... we surrender..."

The captain, barely able to speak, pleaded weakly.

Bibi Dong slowly stepped toward one of the fallen warriors. She glanced at the VIP section, where Qian Xunji and several Spirit Hall elders sat, their gazes fixed on her.

Kill them.

It was an unspoken command.

Every year, any team that defeated an affiliated sect of the Haotian Sect was ordered to be eliminated. It was within the competition's rules, yet it sent a clear message to suppress the Haotian Sect's influence.

Since the fallen warriors were merely affiliates, the Haotian Sect had no grounds for retaliation.

"If I spare them, I'll be punished today. If my condition is exposed, I'll lose my chance to escape..."

As the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, disobedience meant severe consequences. Before, she might have endured it.

But now... she was pregnant.

She couldn't risk any punishment. She couldn't afford to be discovered.

This tournament was her last chance. Her only hope for escape.

"I'm sorry... I have no choice."

Her expression turned cold.

With a swift motion, she plunged her bone spurs into one warrior's chest.

Blood sprayed across the arena.

The second… the third… the fourth… the fifth…

She executed five of them in succession, while the remaining two were tossed out of the ring, unconscious.

Standing amidst the carnage, her hands drenched in blood, Bibi Dong resembled a grim reaper—a goddess of death. Her once-vivid eyes now held only emptiness.

"The Spirit Hall is victorious. The match is concluded."

As the announcement echoed through the arena, the barrier lifted. Bibi Dong descended from the stage, escorted away by Ju Douluo and two other Spirit Hall elders.

From the VIP stands, Qian Xunji smiled in satisfaction.

"Well done, my disciple," he mused. "Perhaps I was too suspicious—her loyalty remains with the Spirit Hall."

The crowd erupted into a chaotic uproar. Some condemned her brutality, others admired her strength, while some simply marveled at her beauty.

"You went too far, Bibi Dong!"

In the stands, Tang Huo'er clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with fury.

"When the finals come, I will make you pay for this!"

Beside her, Liu Erlong observed the scene in silence. She then cast a meaningful glance toward Lin Fan.

Liu Erlong knew that Lin Fan had a connection with Bibi Dong—but she hadn't told the others.

"Senior Sister, don't be so quick to judge," Lin Fan sighed, his expression unreadable.

Tang Huo'er turned to him, her voice sharp.

"What do you mean, she had no choice? I've fought in this tournament too. Except for the Demon Sect and the Evil Soul Masters, I never used lethal force. Even if Haotian Sect ordered me to, I wouldn't have done it!"

Lin Fan met her gaze calmly.

"You don't have to. Your family, friends, and elders all belong to the Haotian Sect. You are their pride, and no one would dare touch you.

"But she is not like you.

"In the Spirit Hall, she has no family, no friends, no freedom. You don't understand what that feels like."