Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 20 The Pope's Secret! The Third of the Nine Trials of the Rakshasa!

"No!"

Upon hearing someone suggest sending the notes to the Hall of Worship, Bibi Dong's expression instantly changed.

Should I give this notebook to Qian Daoliu?

Don't even think about it!

Putting aside the fact that the notes concern the true history of the Spirit Hall and contain many ancient secrets, even an ordinary soul tool, as long as it is in her hands, would never be given to the Qian family.

Most importantly, the animal skin notebook is very likely related to her path to godhood!

"Your Majesty, perhaps cooperating with the Hall of Offerings isn't such a bad thing. As everyone has seen, we are temporarily unable to use the Notes."

The one-armed cardinal spoke with great enthusiasm, but he noticed that instead of agreeing, the people around him quickly moved away, their faces bearing strange expressions as if they were trying to avoid getting splashed with something dirty.

"If you can't open it yourself, why are you stubbornly refusing to let me out?"

"Isn't the Hall of Offerings also part of the Spirit Hall? Why not?"

The cardinal looked up in confusion, only to see a face as cold as ice.

"Cassal".

The enormous black and red scythe vanished before their eyes, turning into countless specks of light. Bibi Dong accurately called out the cardinal's name, her gaze fixed on him, her calmness chilling.

"Tell me, is your salary issued by the Papal Palace or the Sanctuary?"

"His Majesty."

"Sen——"

The cardinal spoke tremblingly, but before he could finish, his body was violently slashed open by a tremendous force, blood splattering everywhere!

"From this day forward, anyone who suggests transferring the notebook will suffer the same fate as him!"

Bibi Dong put away the demonic scythe that had reappeared in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the silent hall. A deep, lingering hatred surfaced in her amethyst-like eyes.

"Yes"

The crowd immediately became completely obedient, quietly moving two steps away from the corpse and standing obediently like a row of country children waiting to awaken their martial spirits.

"I will handle this matter regarding the notebook without needing anyone's help."

The stench of blood in the air slowly dissipated, but Bibi Dong paid no attention. She opened the blank animal hide notebook in her hand, and her tense expression gradually relaxed: "You all have worked hard these past few days. If there is nothing else important, you may go and rest."

Having given everyone a verbal promise, Bibi Dong waved her hand and immediately began to shoo people away.

"Yes."

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were standing beside him, were the first to agree. After bowing slightly, they stepped away. The group was arranged in an orderly fashion until the guards at the door slowly closed the gate. The entire Papal Palace suddenly became quiet and empty.

"Is ordinary soul power no longer enough to satisfy you?"

Sitting on the throne for a long time, Bibi Dong stroked the yellowed animal skin notebook in her hand, her eyes flashing with struggle and hesitation.

The level of soul power is too low, but divine power is definitely enough. However, this power is too precious. The divine power accumulated over the years will inevitably be used in the future divine trials. Is it really worth using it here now?

"Little guy, do you think it's worth it?"

A hazy white figure took shape in her arms. Bibi Dong affectionately rubbed Bai Ze's head, a rare smile appearing on her usually tense face.

Since returning from the far north, Bai Ze has been mostly in a half-asleep state. It's rare for him to be interested in teasing her. If she tries to mess with her fingers, Bai Ze will push them away with her little paws or put them in her mouth.

Even when the notebook was placed in front of it, the sleepy little guy didn't react at all.

"You really have it easy, sleeping however you want. Oh well, it's just a matter of spending more time accumulating experience. If you can understand the path that senior walked, the gains might be far greater than a little bit of divine power."

Now that you've made up your mind, there's no point in hesitating.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and concentrated for a long time. Then she opened her left hand again. The surging purple-gray soul power was slowly suppressed by another strange power. Black and red lines intertwined in her hand to form a twisted flame.

"It's working!"

Bibi Dong exhaled a breath of turbid air and calmly watched as the black and red flames flowed into the notebook like water. The animal skin notebook moved without wind, but what appeared on it was no longer words, but rather a series of hideous ghost faces!

"Something's wrong; there's something wrong with Rakshasa's power!"

Feeling the rapidly depleting divine power within her body, Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly. Just as she was about to forcefully interrupt it, a cold and deathly voice suddenly exploded in her mind!

[Rakshasa God Trial: The Third Trial!]

[Content: Surviving alone in a death illusion!]

The third divine test?

A death illusion?!

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted, and the vast aura of death emanating from the animal skin notebook enveloped her like smoke!

"Come on, die!"

On the dark arena, a middle-aged man with a pale face and a thin body cackled and charged towards his opponent like a phantom shadow!

"I've had enough of that lousy prison, kid. As long as I kill you, my death will be worth it!!!"

Kid?

Bibi Dong frowned, stretched out her left hand, and a huge miasma spider web wrapped the person into a ball, instantly dissolving even the bones without a trace. At the same time, a dense aura of death condensed in the air and automatically entered the Death Spider Emperor's martial soul.

"Such a strong aura of death, but it's not corrosive to me, it's a great tonic!"

The opponents emerging from the darkness grew stronger and stronger, even evolving from Grand Soul Masters to Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, and Soul Douluos!

Looking at the evil spirit masters that kept appearing before her, Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, seemingly lost in thought.

"So that's how it is. The evil spirit master who died at the hands of that senior has reappeared in another form?"

The purplish-gray soul power vanished instantly, turning into an extremely dense pure black. Even the armor with sharp spikes attached to his body transformed into a heavy, defensive suit of armor.

The Death Spider King—possessed!

"The number one prodigy on the continent back then certainly had a lot of blood on his hands."

Bibi Dong breathed slightly, watching the series of Title Douluos emerge from the darkness, a hint of ferocity and domineering aura suddenly appearing on her pretty face!

"To be destroyed by my own hands again now might not be such a bad thing as an honor!"

"Seventh Soul Skill - Death Spider Emperor True Form!"

"Fourth Soul Skill - Thorn Spider Armor!"

"Fifth Soul Skill - Thousand Edges and Ten Thousand Shields!"

The Death Spider Emperor, a demon god over twenty meters long and covered in black spiked armor, descended upon the world. Its massive spider legs, as thick as siege weapons, swept across the land, blasting the titled Douluo who hadn't even had a chance to get close into clouds of black mist.

The Death Spider King opened its massive maw, full of fangs, and swallowed all the aura of death into its body like a whale sucking in water. In just a few breaths, the color of its terrifyingly thick black armor seemed to deepen, and its size even seemed to grow slightly larger.

"very good."

The terrifying black spider looked around with satisfaction. Only after finding no new prey could be found did it slowly relax, its huge forelimbs gently rubbing against its faceplate, as if it were a habitual gesture of etiquette after a meal.

"Me now."

"You've gotten stronger again!"

(End of this chapter)