Douluo Continent: The creation of Jixia Academy made Bibi Dong drool with envy.

Chapter 80 The Five Great Douluo Fall, Bibi Dong Goes Mad!

The sound was as gentle as spring rain, and as distant as a morning bell.

It is devoid of any worldly concerns, yet it seems to contain a profound understanding of the world and a transcendent sense of tranquility.

The moment the sound sounded.

The entire chaotic and violent battlefield... froze for a moment.

Regardless of the five Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall who are launching a frenzied attack.

Even Sima Yi and Zhuge Liang, who were still fully engaged in resisting and counterattacking, couldn't help but pause slightly.

An inexplicable drowsiness, like a tide, surged into everyone's hearts.

It's as if... all I want to do is fall into a deep sleep and enter that carefree dreamland.

"Oh no, it's a psychological attack!!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was the first to react, his shrill voice filled with horror.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue.

The intense pain brought him to his senses somewhat.

However, the other titled Douluo have been affected to varying degrees.

Some had dazed eyes and moved slowly.

Some even... had already begun to close their eyes, a satisfied smile appearing on their lips, as if they were lost in a beautiful dream.

A terrifying spiritual force.

Can mere sound affect the mind of a Title Douluo?!

Who exactly is this person?

Just when everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

That ethereal voice rang out again, but this time it carried a hint of... languid laughter:

"Hehe... Disturbing someone's sleep is... very impolite."

Accompanied by the voice.

Countless blue butterflies radiating a mesmerizing glow.

As if flying out of a dream, they appeared silently in every corner of the valley.

They danced gracefully, their wings fluttering and scattering shimmering, stardust-like halos of light.

These halos may appear beautiful, but they contain a terrifying power that can distort reality and confuse perception.

"Master Zhuang Zhou".

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhuge Liang's eyes.

A barely perceptible hint of understanding flashed in Sima Yi's cold eyes.

As expected, the dean was well-prepared.

That's right.

The newcomer was none other than one of the Three Sages of Jixia, who had been secretly following the group on Yan Boshan's orders to act as the final guardians.

Zhuang Zhou!

He still had that sleepy look in his eyes, as if he would never wake up.

Lying on its side on the back of an enormous, emanating soft blue light... Kun, a mythical beast.

The mythical Kun beast, gently flapping its fins like sails, leisurely swam out from the void.

It was as if... it was not a creature of this world, but rather... descended from a dream of another higher dimension.

The appearance of Zhuang Zhou instantly... reversed the entire situation!

Over the years, Zhuang Zhou seemed to be immersed in dreams all day long, living a life of peace and detachment from worldly affairs.

But in that endless dream world, he had already comprehended the realm of following the natural way and forgetting oneself and the world to an extremely profound level!

His strength may not be as aggressive as Sima Yi's, nor as strategic as Zhuge Liang's.

But when it comes to understanding and applying the laws of spirit, soul, and even...part of space and time.

He had already...approached his limit.

"Hmph, playing tricks, daring to be so presumptuous with mere illusions!"

Although Ju Douluo Yueguan was shocked, he still tried to remain calm.

He suddenly activated his soul power, and the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand shone brightly.

"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, the flowers have fallen and people are heartbroken!"

Countless golden petals, imbued with the intent of cutting and withering, swept towards Zhuang Zhou and the countless blue butterflies fluttering in the sky like a storm.

however.

Faced with this terrifying attack that could tear steel apart and wither life.

Zhuang Zhou simply... yawned.

"Butterfly…"

The voice just fell.

Those blue butterflies, radiating a mesmerizing glow, actually... took the initiative to face the shower of petals.

A strange scene happened.

Those seemingly fragile butterflies were not torn apart the moment they touched the golden petals.

Instead... it seemed to blend into the water, silently... passing through the past.

Followed by.

These blue butterflies, as if they possessed life, suddenly accelerated.

Transforming into streaks of mesmerizing blue light, it instantly enveloped the five Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall.

"what?
My soul power… my senses… why… have become so chaotic?!

"Oh no, it's an illusion, an extremely profound illusion!"

"Damn it, I...I think I saw my dead grandmother..."

"No, this isn't real, break it!"

The five titled Douluo instantly fell into their respective dreams!

Some saw their most terrifying sights, some were immersed in their most cherished memories, and some were engaged in a frenzied battle with an enemy that didn't even exist.

Their minds were completely captivated by Zhuangzi's butterfly dream.

Even his own soul power began to run rampant out of control.

Although Zhuang Zhou usually appeared to be a lazy person who was indifferent to worldly affairs and leisurely wandered around the mortal world.

But he remembered Dean Yan Boshan's instructions—if they encountered a powerful enemy who threatened the safety of the Jixia students…

No need to hold back, a thunderous strike.

At this moment, he was no longer the sleeping butterfly, but... a god who held the reins of dreams and illusions!
"It's now!"

Sima Yi and Zhuge Liang would not let such a good opportunity pass them by.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Netherworld... Devouring of Ten Thousand Souls!"

Sima Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and endless dark energy surged from his body, transforming into thousands of roaring vengeful spirits that swept towards the five Title Douluos who had lost their composure.

"Ninth Soul Skill, East Wind... Assault!"

Zhuge Liang waved his feather fan.

A whirlwind containing extreme destructive power appeared out of thin air, transforming into countless invisible wind blades, which, together with Sima Yi's Myriad Souls, unleashed... the final, deadly attack!

"what!!!"

A series of shrill screams came from the mouths of the five Title Douluos who were trapped in dreams and illusions.

Before they could even escape Zhuangzi's butterfly dream, they were completely swallowed up by the devastating combined attack of Sima Yi and Zhuge Liang.

Just a few breaths.

When the darkness dissipates and the gale subsides.

Those five arrogant elders, who even plotted to ambush the Spirit Hall's Title Douluo elders at Jixia Academy...

Already... both body and soul have perished.

Not even a trace of his soul remained.

He fell on the spot!

The entire valley fell silent once again.

All that remained were... the countless blue butterflies fluttering in the sky, and... Zhuang Zhou's slightly languid yet supremely majestic figure.

"call…"

Having dealt with these five uninvited guests, Zhuang Zhou seemed a little sleepy again and yawned.

He lay back down on the back of the Kun beast, muttering to himself:
"Seriously... disturbing someone's sleep... comes at a price..."

Everyone was stunned and horrified by what they saw, a scene that seemed like a miracle.

Wow... he's that strong too?
So powerful that even a Title Douluo is like an ant in his presence?
They gained a completely new understanding of the strength of Jixia Academy and these unfathomable mentors.

"Alright, the crisis is over."

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

"Reorganize the team, and... continue on our way."

After this thrilling ambush and counterattack, the Jixia Academy's convoy took a short rest.

They embarked once again on their journey to Wuhun City.

However, this time, everyone felt a heavy sense of solemnity.

Wuhun Temple.

They actually dared to act so blatantly.

It seems that the upcoming trip to Wuhun City is destined to be... anything but peaceful.

……

And on the other side.

Deep within the Papal Palace in the distant Wuhun City.

The Soul Master responsible for delivering messages.

Trembling, she reported the devastating news to Pope Bibi Dong that all five elders, including the two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, had perished in the valley…

"Snapped!!!"

A crisp loud noise!

The teacup carved from the finest warm jade in Bibi Dong's hand was instantly crushed into dust by her.

Her once stunningly beautiful face was now covered in frost and murderous intent, due to extreme anger and...heartache.

And it became slightly distorted.

"They...they're all dead?!"

"Moon Gate... Ghostly... and the other three elders... are all... dead?!"

Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse and low, filled with disbelief and... raging fury.

Five titled Douluo.

This is almost a third of the Spirit Hall's top combat power.

Especially Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

They are not only powerful, but also her most loyal subordinates. Their powerful spirit fusion technique is a major weapon of the Spirit Hall.

But now...

They were all lost in that small valley?
He was killed by those three instructors from Jixia Academy... working together?!
"puff!!!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted from Bibi Dong's mouth.

She was unsteady on her feet, swayed, and almost fell to the ground.

Heartache.

Boundless pain.

It wasn't just because of the loss of five key members, but also because of the utterly trampled dignity, and... the deep-seated resentment towards Jixia Academy...

hatred!!!
"Jixia Academy! Yan Boshan! Zhuge Liang! Sima Yi! And that Zhuang Zhou!!"

Bibi Dong's eyes erupted with a tangible resentment and madness.

"I, Bibi Dong, swear to the heavens that I will not be human until I have torn you to pieces and reduced your bones to ashes!"

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, drawing blood, but she was completely unaware.

At this moment, she was overwhelmed by immense shock and boundless hatred.

I completely lost control.

That darkness and madness belonging to the Rakshasa God, which she forcibly suppressed deep within her heart.

at this moment.

Outbreak completely!

(End of this chapter)