Doulou Dalu 79

"Damn, this power is incredible! Sister Dong'er, we might actually have a chance!" Lin Fan's heart pounded with excitement as he felt the overwhelming energy coursing through his veins. With the Shadow Battle Axe in hand and his skills at their peak, the possibilities were endless.

Bibi Dong, still reeling from the intensity of the battle, looked at Lin Fan with wide eyes. "Xiao Fan… what is this power?" she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. The terror of the fight still lingered in her mind, but at this moment, relief flooded her heart.

Unable to contain herself, she suddenly threw her arms around Lin Fan, holding him as if she feared he would vanish. "Please, Lin Fan… don't die. I beg you. I can die if I must, but I can't bear the thought of losing you. I don't want our child to die with me..."

Tears streamed down her elegant face. The ever-strong and composed Saintess of the Spirit Hall now clung to him like a frightened girl. Gone was the cold, ruthless woman feared across the continent; in her place was a woman who had finally allowed her deepest emotions to surface.

Lin Fan tightened his embrace, one hand gently stroking her hair while the other held her close. "Shh… Don't be afraid, Bibi Dong. None of us will die today. Not you, not me, and certainly not our child. We've come too far. I will protect you. Always."

Until this moment, Lin Fan had never been sure if his feelings for Bibi Dong were real or just admiration for her beauty. He had convinced himself that he was merely attracted to her appearance.

But the moment she had thrown herself in front of the golden holy sword to shield him, everything changed. His mind had gone blank. The entire world seemed to lose its color. It was then that he realized—Bibi Dong was the one person he cherished above all.

Nothing else mattered. Not power, not victory, not even the world itself. If she died, the world would lose all meaning.

For the first time since arriving in this world, Lin Fan shed tears. The raw emotion in his heart surged through him like a tidal wave. Bibi Dong had made the ultimate sacrifice for him, and now, he would do the same for her.

As the purple flames of the Hades martial soul swirled around them, Qian Xunji, hovering in the air, finally got a clear view of them inside the massive entity's core.

His eyes narrowed. "What is this…? Why does this beast radiate both the Death Spider King's aura and the Shadow Battle Axe?" He quickly realized what had happened. "A martial soul fusion skill…? No wonder it repelled my golden holy sword."

From below, Tang Hao and Tang Yiran were equally stunned. Tang Hao's sharp gaze fixated on the colossal entity. "A soul fusion technique between Xiaofan and Saintess Bibi Dong…? Impossible…"

Tang Yiran, who had always kept her emotions guarded, suddenly felt a pang in her heart as she looked at the two figures embracing within the fusion form. A strange feeling of loss gnawed at her.

High in the sky, Qian Xunji's six-winged angel radiated golden light as he brandished the holy sword. With a sneer, he called out in a booming voice, ensuring all the disciples in the arena heard his words.

"Tang Hao, is this the disciple you accepted into the Haotian Sect? A disgrace! He dared to seduce the Holy Maiden of my Spirit Hall in the final match! The Spirit Hall was victorious, yet he used deceitful tricks to turn the tide. And in the end, he nearly caused our Holy Maiden to take her own life!" His voice grew colder. "I will personally discipline this sinner. If you dare to stop me, it will mean war between the Haotian Sect and the Spirit Hall!"

Chaos erupted across the battlefield.

"Second Brother, we can't let him harm Xiaofan!" Tang Yiran pleaded, gripping Tang Hao's arm.

Tang Hao's expression darkened. The golden light from Qian Xunji's Angel Domain clashed violently with the murderous aura of his own Killing God Domain. He tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer, his eight soul rings glowing ominously.

"Qian Xunji, Lin Fan is now an inner disciple of my Haotian Sect," he declared. "I will not stand by and let you kill him!"

Qian Xunji smirked. "You may have the power to fight me, but do you truly wish to see your entire sect destroyed? Look below."

Tang Hao followed his gaze. The entire arena was surrounded by Spirit Hall's elite guards, nearly a thousand strong. On the battlefield, Tang Huo'er and the other disciples of Haotian Sect lay unconscious.

Ju Douluo appeared beside Qian Xunji, chuckling. "Tang Hao, if your Haotian Sect interferes in Spirit Hall's affairs today, it will be seen as an open declaration of war. Can you truly afford that?"

"Second Brother, we can't abandon Xiaofan!" Tang Yiran cried out.

But before Tang Hao could respond, Lin Fan's voice echoed from the Purple Flame Hades.

"Wait!"

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Senior Tang Hao, Teacher Yiran… this is my decision. None of you owe me anything. The Haotian Sect has treated me well, and I refuse to drag you into my personal battle. This is my path, and I walk it alone."

Lin Fan tightened his grip on Bibi Dong's hand and bowed slightly. "From this moment on, I, Lin Fan, withdraw from the Haotian Sect. Thank you for everything you've done for me."

He tossed a vial of Bibi Dong's blood essence to Tang Hao. "This will cure Senior Sister and the others. I deceived you all by entering the tournament. I never intended to defeat Bibi Dong—I only wanted to be with her."

Tang Hao caught the vial and stared at him for a long moment. Finally, he sighed. "Take care of yourself, child."

Qian Xunji's eyes flashed with fury. "You should have died half a year ago, Lin Fan. Today, I'll make sure it happens!"

"I won't let you!" Bibi Dong's voice rang out, cold and resolute.

Her Soul-Eating Spider Emperor mark shone brightly on her forehead. Six emerald-green spider spears burst from the back of the towering Purple Flame Hades, the monstrous entity now even more terrifying.

Qian Xunji's breath caught. "A martial soul fusion… but not just any fusion… four martial souls combined?! This is unheard of!"

Ju Douluo's eyes sparkled with excitement. "A miracle… the fusion of the Holy Maiden's twin spirits with that boy's martial souls? I've never seen anything like it!"

"Bibi Dong, you betray the Spirit Hall for this boy?" Qian Xunji growled.

Bibi Dong hesitated, but Lin Fan squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Don't be afraid," he said softly. "This is our first battle together. Let's win."

Bibi Dong nodded, determination hardening her gaze.

The Purple Flame Hades spread its massive wings, the Shadow Battle Axe blazing with purple fire.

"Let's fight!"

The battle erupted once more, with Lin Fan and Bibi Dong striking together as one—unstoppable, unbreakable.

(End of Chapter)