Chapter 229 Bibi Dong: As you wish! The sky has fallen, Kong Xuan has perished!
Only Bibi Dong's laughter remained in the cave, and the laughter grew louder and louder.
Getting sharper and sharper,
It's like laughing so hard you could burst your lungs out and crush your soul.
Yu Xiaogang felt an overwhelming sense of fear.
He finally realized,
The woman in front of me has gone mad.
After a while, Bibi Dong finally stopped.
She walked towards Yu Xiaogang step by step, her steps as light as if she were walking on clouds, a strange smile on her face.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Yu Xiaogang trembled and shrank back, but he was tied to the stone pillar and had nowhere to escape.
"What are you doing? Don't you want to die?"
Bibi Dong's voice was unusually calm:
"I will grant your wish."
She walked up to Yu Xiaogang, gently stroking his face with her fingertips, which were icy cold.
"In the end, our relationship was nothing more than a tragic one."
She looked up at the faint light above the cave, her voice as soft as a breeze:
"I hope that in the next life we will never meet again."
At this moment, Bibi Dong was unusually calm.
But when Yu Xiaogang looked at that calm face, at that face covered in blood and tears, it was as if he were seeing a demon crawling out of the depths of hell.
"No! You can't kill me!"
He struggled frantically, screaming at the top of his lungs:
"I am the messenger appointed by the Heavenly Court and the two Western Saints to retrieve the scriptures! If you kill me, they will not let you off—!"
Before she finished speaking, a dark green spider spear, about the length of a chopstick, appeared in Bibi Dong's hand.
Pfft—
The spider spear pierced into Yu Xiaogang's body.
The strange toxin instantly invaded his entire body, and black blood vessels spread from his chest, crawling all over his body like a spider web.
"Heh, poison?"
Yu Xiaogang was taken aback at first, then relaxed, even revealing a hint of contempt in his smile:
"I am an immortal, immune to all poisons!"
Having cultivated for so long, he already possessed the body of a celestial being. To him, mortal toxins were no different from plain water.
But what he didn't know was—
If it were an ordinary poison, it would indeed be difficult for it to have any effect on cultivators above the Heavenly Immortal level.
But what Bibi Dong received was the inheritance of Qin Yuan, the most potent poison in the primordial world and a demon saint.
Let alone a celestial being, even someone two realms higher could annihilate a person's soul.
The next moment, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.
His immortal body, which he was so proud of, was completely unable to withstand the poison!
His magic was crumbling, his soul was dissolving, and starting from his chest, his body gradually turned into a green liquid.
"No--!"
Yu Xiaogang let out a final scream before his voice abruptly stopped.
His entire body turned into a pool of green liquid, emitting a pungent odor.
Bibi Dong stared blankly at the pool of liquid for a long time.
Then, she cried.
As it cried, it collapsed to the ground, its cries turning into eerie, manic laughter that echoed through the empty cave.
——
On the other side.
Yang Chan was leading Shui Bing'er, Tang San, and others toward the cave where Yu Xiaogang was imprisoned.
She calculated with her fingers, her steps light and quick, as if everything was under her control.
Suddenly, her pretty face changed slightly, and she abruptly stopped in her tracks.
"Sister Chan, what's wrong?"
Shui Bing'er noticed something was wrong immediately.
Yang Chan glanced at Shui Bing'er, then looked at Tang San, Er Ming, and the others, her voice low:
"Your protector... has fallen."
"What?!"
Tang San was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
Although he had many grievances against the reincarnated Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang was still his teacher.
A teacher for a day is a father for life. How could he die like this?
Erming was also somewhat surprised.
Tang San survived being captured so many times, but that pig died after being captured only once.
However, he wasn't sad at all—the journey to the West was much quieter without that noisy pig-headed fellow.
"What kind of monster killed our second senior brother? We must avenge him!"
The Void Devouring Flame looked shocked and indignant. As for what he was thinking, no one knew.
Yang Chan, her face grim, quickened her pace.
The atmosphere felt somewhat oppressive, but no one knew the specific reason.
Some people were even secretly gloating, thinking that since there was one less person in the pilgrimage team, they could squeeze themselves in.
When the group arrived at the underground cave, they saw Bibi Dong lying on the ground, laughing maniacally, and a pool of green liquid.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Lion Douluo and the others rushed forward. They thought Bibi Dong had been killed by the Soul Clan long ago, but they never expected to see her here.
Then, considering the relationship between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang...
Could this be related to her?
Qian Renxue stood aside, looking at Bibi Dong with a complicated expression.
Unexpectedly, the mother and daughter met again under these circumstances.
Shui Bing'er had no time to pay attention to any of that; she frowned and stared at the pool of green liquid.
She knew that the people on the pilgrimage were all burdened with karma, and the loss of even one of them would affect the fate of the primordial world.
"Sister Chan, can you use magic to revive him?"
Yang Chan looked at the pool of green liquid and shook her head:
"If I'm not mistaken, this poison comes from the Azure Bee Poison of the Demon Saint Qinyuan. It is soul-consuming and bone-corroding, and even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot save you."
In the void,
Upon hearing this, the Bodhisattvas of Sunlight and Moonlight, who were secretly protecting the Dharma, frowned.
They have always focused their attention on Tang San, which is based on past experience.
I never expected that something like this would happen without my noticing.
Even more unexpectedly, Bibi Dong actually obtained the inheritance of the Demon Saint Qin Yuan and mastered this terrifying poison technique.
"This is a big problem."
"We can only see if the two saints can revive him. If not, we can only go to the Heavenly Court to find that Qin Yuan Demon Saint."
If all else fails... then we'll have to seek help from the Daoist Master.
Yang Chan was also thinking about a solution.
Suddenly, her worried face turned deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Sister Chan, what happened?"
Shui Bing'er noticed the change in her expression immediately.
But the next moment, her own expression became exactly the same as Yang Chan's.
"Uncle-Master Kong Xuan... has fallen."
"How is that possible?"
Shui Bing'er took out the jade pendant engraved with the South Heavenly Gate and repeatedly checked the energy fluctuations, still finding it unbelievable.
She had met her Martial Aunt Kong Xuan once before at the Daoyuan Hall.
He was elegant and refined, with an extraordinary demeanor.
Most importantly, he was hailed as the number one person below the Quasi-Saint level, and a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor. How could he possibly perish so easily?
Who did this? This is tantamount to something outrageous!
"Bing'er, come back to the Heavenly Court with me quickly!"
Yang Chan's pretty face was cold and stern as she spoke in a deep voice.
Shui Bing'er nodded with a sullen face.
Shui Yue'er, Queen Medusa, Soul Emperor, and the others had no idea what had happened, but judging from their expressions, they knew something serious must have occurred.
"Moon, you should all return to Cloud Boat immediately. Try not to move around unless it's absolutely necessary."
Before leaving, Shui Bing'er hurriedly gave a few instructions.
Hyotei, Mizuki, and the others were puzzled, but they nodded nonetheless.
Just as they were about to leave, Tang San suddenly spoke:
"My two fairies, my teacher... what should we do? Without our teacher, how can we journey to the West to obtain the scriptures?"
Yang Chan and Shui Bing'er completely ignored him.
Now that such a huge incident has occurred, who cares about whether or not to go on a pilgrimage?
The jade pendants in Yang Chan and Shui Bing'er's hands emitted a dazzling light, enveloping the two of them, before they turned and disappeared from the spot.
All that was left was a group of bewildered people.
The Bodhisattvas of Sunlight and Moonlight also sensed that something was very wrong.
They couldn't even bother protecting Tang San on his journey to the West.
Without a word, it tore through space and time and headed towards Mount Ling.