Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

Having said that, she didn't give the old man a chance to continue speaking. After bidding farewell, she continued flying towards the ancient pagoda.

The old man smiled kindly. "Courageous and decisive, not bad, indeed a good girl."

"I told you so. If she can perfectly complete this illusion, what does it matter if she inherits two god-king positions?"

A gentle voice rang in the old man's ears.

The old man's figure shifted and transformed into a handsome man in black, who chuckled and responded jokingly.

"Heh, what if it's not perfect?"

"Then I guess I'll have to inherit your evil godhood. I'll find someone else."

Chapter 114 Divinely Bestowed Martial Soul

Bibi Dong cautiously approached the ancient palace, expecting to encounter numerous obstacles, or even a fierce battle.

However, when she tiptoed into the ancient temple, she found that the situation there was quite different from what she had expected.

An old and eerie atmosphere permeated the ancient hall, and an evil force flowed slowly through the air like a thin mist.

To Bibi Dong's surprise, there were no menacing evil guards present. The spacious hall was empty, with only her footsteps echoing in the void.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, cautiously observing her surroundings.

She could clearly sense the evil aura emanating from the village, but strangely, the aura had almost no effect on her.

She speculated that this might be related to her martial spirit.

After all, both of her martial souls possess evil attributes, giving her a natural advantage in this regard. These randomly scattered evil forces simply cannot affect her.

Bibi Dong continued walking forward, her steps light yet steady.

Everything inside the ancient hall was so quiet that it made Bibi Dong feel uneasy.

Ancient walls and stone pillars are engraved with various mysterious patterns and runes, emitting an eerie glow.

The patterns and runes on it seemed to tell the history of this ancient temple and the stories that had taken place here, but Bibi Dong had no time to explore them at the moment.

She gripped her longsword tightly, her gaze sharp, ready to face any potential danger.

This ancient temple may seem peaceful, but we must be wary of whether a greater crisis is lurking beneath the surface.

Even so, Bibi Dong did not back down in the slightest. Since she had already come all this way, she couldn't back down. She wouldn't be at ease until she figured out what was going on here.

The silence around me was eerily quiet, and every step I took felt like stepping on my own heartbeat.

But unlike most East African women, she possessed keen perception and extraordinary courage, and successfully reached the very center of the ancient temple.

Before me stood a vast, unimaginably spacious hall. The interior was extremely roomy, and the dome soared into the clouds, appearing exceptionally mysterious and oppressive in the dim light.

The ground is paved with ancient stone bricks, and the mottled marks highlight the antiquity of this hall.

In the very center of the main hall, a purple six-pointed star magic circle shone brightly.

The magic circle emitted a strange light, and the flowing runes exuded a chilling power.

At the center of the magic circle, a purple cross stood silently.

The cross has a unique shape and its surface is engraved with intricate patterns, each of which seems to contain endless evil and mystery.

Centered on this purple cross, the magic circle continuously releases terrifying evil power.

The power, like a black torrent, surged out from the gap above the ancient temple and shot straight into the sky.

The entire hall trembled slightly under this evil power, and even the space itself seemed to be eroded and distorted.

"This is the divine artifact?"

Bibi Dong's eyes sharpened instantly, her gaze fixed on the purple cross.

This is her goal for this trip; once she is destroyed, everything will be over.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, mobilized her soul power, and tightened her grip on the sword.

"Zheng!!"

The sword emitted a humming sound.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, and her aura suddenly surged.

In an instant, a sword slash was unleashed, the purple killing sword energy carrying a whistling sound, passing through the magic array and landing on the purple cross.

However, the cross merely emitted a faint black glow before dissipating the sword energy into nothingness.

Bibi Dong was not surprised. This thing was called a divine artifact, so it must have its own wonders. Her sword energy just now was just a test.

Bibi Dong then tried other methods to probe the cross and found that it was not aggressive, as if it were just a key point in a formation.

"In that case, it's time to end it!"

Bibi Dong was poised to strike, all her soul power concentrated on the sword, and all the soul rings under her feet lit up, ready to end it all.

However, at that moment, that familiar, gentle voice rang in her ears once again, like a spring breeze, yet it stirred up a storm in her heart.

"That won't work. Only by using the evil power within you to detonate this magic circle can you destroy that purple cross."

The voice drifted over, carrying an undeniable certainty.

"But you must understand one thing: after the magic circle is detonated, the area already shrouded by evil power will be reduced to dust by that terrible power, and the villagers who are fleeing will also be doomed."

"But if it is not destroyed, then the whole world will be doomed under this evil power, everything will disappear, and you will be destroyed along with this world."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong frowned slightly. The panicked faces of the villagers, the worry and expectation in the old man's eyes, and the fear in the children's eyes flashed before her eyes.

But if we don't harden our hearts, countless living beings in this world will be plunged into endless darkness and destruction.

"So, are we going to trade the lives of a few for the lives of everyone in the world?"

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her eyes filled with struggle.

"Yes."

"Isn't there any other way?"

"This is the only way, Bibi Dong. You must understand that you are now carrying the weight of all life in this world on your shoulders, including yours. Some sacrifices are inevitable. Time is running out. Darkness will engulf the entire world within a day. You must make a decision as soon as possible."

The voice was calm yet cold, like a heavy hammer that struck Bibi Dong's heart.

In the shadows, the God of Kindness looked at Bibi Dong with expectation in her eyes, thinking to herself, "You must not be fooled by my words, otherwise I will not be able to pass on my position as the God of Kindness to you."

Bibi Dong kept her eyes closed, her heart filled with intense struggle.

The faces of those villagers, their figures fleeing in despair, kept flashing through her mind.

She thought of the kind old man who had reminded him, and of the panicked children whose lives should not be so easily sacrificed.

Time passed second by second, and every second felt incredibly long and agonizing to Bibi Dong. Her fists were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white from the effort.

Finally, she took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with determination, without the slightest hesitation. Her gaze was fixed on the purple cross and magic circle that exuded evil power, and her voice was steady and powerful.

"No, I refuse to do that. There must be more than one option!"

She absolutely refused to believe that saving the world had to come at the cost of the lives of those innocent villagers.

Although her martial spirit has evil attributes, she always has her own principles and bottom line. She will not let those kind people become victims.

She wanted to save lives, whether they were the majority or the minority.

Bibi Dong gripped her longsword tightly, black armor spreading across her body as the Death Spider Emperor martial spirit possessed her.

The six spirit rings beneath his feet flickered incessantly, gathering all the spirit power in his body and pouring it into the longsword in his hand.

This caused the originally dark blue longsword to be covered with a layer of blackish-purple.

"Eternal Creation!!"

Bibi Dong leaped into the air, her sword flashing with a dark, eerie light, and cleaved down with force, like a female war goddess descending to earth, exuding an unparalleled aura.

"boom!!!"

The violent impact resounded like muffled thunder in the ancient hall. Powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards from the purple cross, causing the stone bricks on the ground to crack and the walls to develop shocking fissures.

"puff!!!"

The immense recoil struck like a tidal wave, and Bibi Dong felt her internal organs shaking violently. A mouthful of blood gushed uncontrollably from her mouth.

Her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, but her hands gripped the sword tightly like iron clamps, refusing to loosen their grip even slightly.

Excruciating pain and weakness overwhelmed her, and the panicked images of the villagers kept flashing through Bibi Dong's mind.

There were also her junior brother, master, mistress, Uncle Ju, Uncle Gui, Uncle Jian, and all the devotees and elders who cared for her deeply.

Their voices, faces, and smiles appeared before her eyes, becoming a powerful motivation for her to persevere.

A tear slid down her cheek; it was a testament to her pain and resentment, but also to her determination and perseverance.

She didn't know why she had inexplicably come here and why she had to shoulder these responsibilities.

But she couldn't stop there; she had to go back, she had to go back to the people she cared about.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, burning all the power within her body, suppressing her soul power and mental power to the limit.

They charged toward the cross once more.

This time, she withstood the recoil and was not thrown back. The sword was pressed firmly against the top of the cross, and large mouthfuls of blood gushed from her mouth.

Cracks began to spread along the blade, indicating that it was nearing its limit.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

"Break it!!"

Bibi Dong roared, frantically squeezing out her power. Two martial souls appeared behind her at the same time, merging with her and flowing into the sword.

This transformed the originally dark blue longsword into a purplish-black demonic sword.

Click!

Finally, thanks to Bibi Dong's tireless efforts, with a crisp sound, the purple cross split in two, then transformed into countless purple evil particles, slowly dissipating into the air.

With the destruction of the purple cross, the terrifying evil power receded as quickly as the tide.

Everything in the ancient hall returned to calm. Bibi Dong sat weakly on the ground, watching the evil power gradually dissipate, and revealed a pure and weak smile.