boyutpedia Chapter 19 Nan Feng: Where Did This Old Rascal Come From?
Chapter 19 Nan Feng: Where Did This Old Rascal Come From?
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Half an hour later.
"Squeak—"
The palace gate was gently pushed open.
Qian Daoliu walked in alone. He glanced at Qian Renxue, who was guarding the bedside, and said softly, "Xue'er, go out for a moment. Grandpa has some questions for your mother."
"grandfather……"
Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment. Looking at Bibi Dong, who was still asleep on the bed, she whispered, "Mom...she won't turn back into that, will she?"
"No, it won't happen." Qian Daoliu patted her head gently. "Grandpa will help Mom get treatment. Go on, Grandpa Golden Crocodile is waiting for you outside."
"Mm." Qian Renxue reluctantly let go of Bibi Dong's hand and walked out, turning back to look at her every few steps.
As the door closed again, the gentle expression on Qian Daoliu's face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep and solemn look.
He walked to the bedside, looking down at Bibi Dong, his golden eyes, which seemed to pierce through the soul, narrowed slightly.
"No need to pretend to be asleep anymore."
Qian Daoliu spoke calmly, "I know you're awake."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
Those purple eyes no longer held the previous madness and chaos, nor that eerie tenderness; only a bottomless indifference and weariness remained.
This is the main body.
Bibi Dong struggled to sit up, leaning against the headboard. She glanced at Qian Daoliu, neither bowing nor speaking, but simply rubbing her throbbing temples, her voice hoarse:
"Is the Grand Master here to watch the spectacle?"
"A joke?" Qian Daoliu sneered. "The newly appointed Pope, fighting his own clone to the death on his own doorstep, and even knocking himself unconscious. That is indeed a huge joke."
Bibi Dong paused slightly, then gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Yeah... I think it's pretty ridiculous too."
"Bibi Dong," Qian Daoliu stared into her eyes, "tell me, what exactly is that clone...?"
"I don't know." Bibi Dong shook her head, a perfectly measured look of confusion and frustration in her eyes. "I really don't know."
"After returning, I stayed in seclusion in the secret chamber to cultivate and stabilize my realm. Until that woman... that woman who thought exactly the same as me suddenly appeared and wanted to take Qian Renxue away."
"At the time, I thought some reckless Soul Master had used some kind of disguise Soul Skill, so..."
At this point, Bibi Dong paused, a deep sense of apprehension and fear flashing in her eyes.
"It wasn't until... when I wanted to unleash my eighth soul skill, Spider Emperor Clone, to finish her off, that I realized..."
"In that instant, I felt as if my soul was being torn apart. That woman... she was my Spider Queen avatar!"
"But……"
"I never activated that soul skill! My clone... why did it appear on its own? Why does it have its own consciousness? And... why did it attack me?"
Seeing Bibi Dong's anxious and fearful appearance, Qian Daoliu's last trace of doubt dissipated.
really.
She herself didn't know.
This is truly a mutation of the soul skill caused by the erosion of the evil god's power, or even... a split soul!
Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment before asking, "Could you activate the Spider Emperor's clone and release that special clone?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's hand on the quilt tightened slightly, and her eyes flickered uncertainly.
"What? You can't do it?" Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"No..." Bibi Dong took a deep breath, "I'll try. But I can't guarantee I can control her. That thing... is very dangerous."
"It's alright." Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, a faint golden light enveloping his entire body. "With me here, she can't cause any trouble. Go ahead and do whatever you want."
"it is good."
Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, and her soul power began to surge.
"Eighth Soul Skill - Spider Queen Clone!"
Om-!
As the deep black soul ring lit up, a purplish-black light and shadow separated from Bibi Dong's body like a ghost and quickly condensed in the open space in front of the bed.
As the light faded, another "Bibi Dong" dressed in papal robes appeared.
As soon as Nan Feng (his clone) landed, before he could even see his surroundings clearly, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up.
However, when his gaze swept across the room, it finally landed on Bibi Dong (her true form), who was sitting against the headboard with a cold expression.
That confusion vanished instantly, replaced by a stress response like a wild animal encountering its predator!
"It's you again?!"
Nan Feng let out a sharp shout, and his originally beautiful face instantly turned ferocious.
"hiss--!!!"
With a sharp screech, the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul instantly possessed him!
Chi Chi Chi -!
Eight enormous, amethyst-like spider spears, exuding a nauseating aura of death, suddenly burst forth from his spine, leaving afterimages as they swung through the air!
"Fake! Die!!!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Nan Feng exerted force with his feet, causing the carpet to shatter instantly. He was like a purple cannonball, brandishing his spider spear and heading straight for Bibi Dong on the bed!
"presumptuous!"
A deep, aged yet authoritative shout suddenly rang out.
Qian Daoliu didn't even use his martial spirit; he simply took a step forward.
boom--!!!
The terrifying pressure of a level 99 peerless Douluo crashed down like Mount Tai!
The air in the entire palace seemed to freeze into a block of iron in that instant.
Nan Feng's originally unstoppable charge was abruptly halted in mid-air by this absolute power!
The eight spider spears trembled violently, creaking under the strain, yet could not move an inch.
"Um?!"
Nan Feng turned his head with difficulty, his heterochromatic purple-green pupils staring intently at Qian Daoliu. Instead of fear, his eyes were filled with violence and roguishness.
"Where did this old bastard come from?!"
Nan Feng gritted her teeth and cursed fiercely, "You dare to meddle in my business?! Believe me or not, I'll pluck out the last few hairs on your head?!"
"..."
The expression on Qian Daoliu's face, which had been as calm as still water, froze instantly.
Old...old scumbag?!
He lived to be over a hundred years old. As the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and one of the three peerless Douluo of the world, everyone treated him with utmost respect.
Even Tang Chen back then never used such vulgar language to curse him!
Is this really Bibi Dong's doppelganger?
This personality... it's like that of a street thug.
Just as Qian Daoliu was somewhat bewildered by the scolding.
"boom--!"
The palace gates were kicked open again.
Qian Renxue, who had been anxiously waiting outside, sensed the terrifying fluctuations of soul power erupting inside and, thinking something had happened to her mother, rushed in without regard for her own safety.
"Mother!!"
Behind her, Golden Crocodile Douluo and Light Feather Douluo followed closely, looking nervous, afraid that these two ancestral masters might fight fiercely inside and hurt Qian Renxue.
However, when they rushed into the room and saw what was inside, everyone was stunned.
The atmosphere inside the spacious palace was extremely eerie.
On the bed sat Bibi Dong, a cold and aloof figure.
On the ground stood Bibi Dong, a figure with eight legs on its back, a fierce face, and was confronting the Grand Elder.
Two identical popes!
"Mother……"
Qian Renxue looked at the two completely different mothers, her face pale, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness. She instinctively cried out, her gaze driven by instinct to the one on the bed.
That was the mother she knew.
Hearing Qian Renxue's call, Bibi Dong on the bed turned her head slightly. Her purple eyes coldly swept over Qian Renxue, a complex emotion flashing within them.
In the end, she simply withdrew her gaze indifferently, without uttering a word.
That icy coldness that kept people at arm's length instantly chilled Qian Renxue's heart.
However, at that moment...
"Xue'er?!"
The "fierce Bibi Dong" who was confronting Qian Daoliu instantly lost most of the ferocity in his eyes the moment he saw Qian Renxue.
"careful!!!"
Nan Feng suddenly broke free from Qian Daoliu's oppressive aura, and in a flash, he stood in front of Qian Renxue.
He spread his arms, and the eight spider spears on his back, though still menacing, carefully avoided the girl behind him, forming an absolute protective circle.
Nan Feng stared intently at Bibi Dong on the bed and Qian Daoliu beside her, then nervously called out to Qian Renxue behind him:
"Xue'er, don't be afraid! Quickly hide behind Mommy!"
"There's a fairy pretending to be me here, and a scoundrel who bullies women! They're in cahoots!"
"Don't be afraid! As long as Mom is alive, no one will dare to lay a finger on you!!!"