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"With this broken body… and my final strike…" Tang Chen slowly raised his right hand. Within the palm that once wielded the Clear Sky Hammer and defeated all heroes under heaven, an incredibly condensed Asura God Power, his lifelong spirit power, and the last vestiges of power provided by the Nine Headed Bloody Crimson Bat King burning its origin, began to furiously converge!
"I'll send you… on your way!!"
A dark-red giant hammer, spanning heaven and earth, imbued with the laws of judgment and destruction, condensed above his head!
This strike, a culmination of Tang Chen and the Nine Headed Bloody Crimson Bat King's remaining essence, was the ultimate burning of their lives and wills, its power already surpassing the limits of the mortal realm!
"Send me on my way?" Xuan Ming slowly rose, looking at the heaven-shattering Clear Sky Avatar in the sky.
"Are you worthy?"
"Blood Spear!"
With a low roar, the dark-red Blood Spear in his hand suddenly erupted with an unprecedented ferocity and malevolence!
Dark-red light shot into the sky, as if an ancient, enraged beast had awakened!
Buzz—!!!
The Blood Spear trembled violently, the dark-red patterns on its shaft seeming to come alive, transforming into countless tiny, blood-colored dragon shadows, letting out silent roars! An abyssal aura, deeper and purer than the Slaughter Domain, erupted with a boom!
At the same time, the million-year abyssal dragon emperor trunk bone within his body vibrated violently! Deep dark-purple dragon patterns rapidly spread and materialized across his body, forming a full-body, ferocious dark-purple Dragon King armor radiating an ancient dragon's might—the Abyssal Dragon Emperor Body!
Below, within the ruins of Slaughter City, which had been completely destroyed by divine lightning, the vast blood energy, grievances, and the purest slaughter origin energy, formed from the annihilation of countless fallen beings' lives and souls, which had permeated the air and soaked into the ground, seemed to answer a king's call. They transformed into visible dark-red torrents, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, surging madly towards Xuan Ming and the Blood Spear in his hand!
These energies, freshly destroyed and not yet completely dissipated, were forcibly plundered and absorbed by Xuan Ming using the abyssal dragon emperor's devouring characteristic!
His spirit power, which had been almost depleted from activating the divine lightning, rapidly recovered and surged with visible speed under the influx of this massive blood-fiend energy, becoming even more turbulent and powerful than before!
The Blood Spear hummed and vibrated, its shaft becoming even darker and deeper red, as if it had drunk its fill of blood, radiating a chilling ferocity that froze the soul!
"slaughter battle soul!"
The dark-red seventh spirit ring around Xuan Ming—the ring of slaughter—suddenly brightened to its extreme!
Buzz—!
A hundred-meter-tall dark-red slaughter battle soul instantly condensed, majestic and solemn, like a Slaughter God and Demon descended upon the world!
And upon the body of this slaughter battle soul, the dark-purple Dragon King armor manifested from the abyssal dragon emperor trunk bone also covered it, adding endless ancientness and dominance!
Immediately after, the inherent origin skill of the abyssal dragon emperor trunk bone was fully activated by Xuan Ming—Dragon Emperor Devourer of Worlds!
Boom!!!
Centered on Xuan Ming, an invisible black hole seemed to appear. The surrounding energy in heaven and earth, whether residual lightning power, scattered blood-fiend energy, or even permeating destruction fluctuations, all surged wildly and uncontrollably towards the hundred-meter battle soul as if driven mad!
Under the infusion of such a massive amount of energy, the body of the slaughter battle soul solidified at an astonishing speed. Its aura soared like a rocket, instantly breaking through the ultimate barrier of the mortal realm, briefly but truly stepping into that profound and mysterious realm—the divine level!
At this moment, Xuan Ming, transformed into a hundred-meter Slaughter Dragon Emperor Battle Soul, clad in Abyssal Dragon Armor, wielding the fierce Blood Spear, and surrounded by a turbulent energy vortex, had an aura that had impressively reached the divine level!
Although it was only a temporary boost through external forces, its might already surpassed Tang Chen's Life-burning strike!
"Roar—!!"
Tang Chen's remaining will let out an unwilling and desperate roar, smashing the dark-red Clear Sky Avatar, which condensed all the power of him and his Parasite, towards Xuan Ming!
This hammer strike was the final swan song of his Life, his last struggle against an unfair fate!
Facing this earth-shattering hammer, the Slaughter Dragon Emperor Battle Soul that Xuan Ming had transformed into simply, unadornedly, and without any fancy moves, thrust the massive Blood Spear, which had devoured endless blood-fiend energy and expanded to match the battle soul, straight towards the Clear Sky Hammer!
There was no technique, no evasion, only the purest, most extreme clash of power and the origin of slaughter!
Spear tip against hammer's edge!
Boom—!!!!!!!
An indescribable colossal sound erupted! Dark-red energy shockwaves swept out in all directions like a tsunami, plowing through the already devastated valley once more, tearing up layers of ground, and violently distorting space!
The stalemate lasted only an instant.
The next moment, under Tang Chen's incredulous gaze, his Clear Sky Avatar, which condensed his lifelong cultivation and vitality, began to shatter and disintegrate inch by inch, like broken glazed glass, from the center of its collision with the Blood Spear!
And Xuan Ming's Blood Spear, carrying an indomitable will to slaughter and divine-level power, effortlessly pierced through the collapsing Clear Sky Avatar, its momentum unchecked, instantly crossing the distance between them—
Pfft!
The Blood Spear precisely and coldly stabbed into Tang Chen's barely repaired but already riddled chest!
"Ugh ah…!" Tang Chen let out a short, painful grunt, the light in his eyes rapidly dimming.
He could feel that the vast Asura God Power, the origin of slaughter, and even his own Life essence within him, were being furiously extracted and devoured by the Blood Spear embedded in his body!
On the Blood Spear, the blood-colored dragon shadows seemed to come alive, letting out greedy hisses, madly sucking all energy from this body!
Tang Chen's body shriveled and withered at a visible speed. In his eyes, which had just regained clarity, there was endless pain, unwillingness, and a hint of… bewildered relief.
Decades of decadence, endless torment, ultimately… ended in this manner.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the end, no sound escaped.
The Clear Sky Douluo, once proclaimed invincible on land, a powerhouse who dominated an era, finally met his end in this way, above the ruins of this place he considered a cage and a disgrace, with even his power becoming nourishment for his enemy.
Within a few breaths, Tang Chen's body completely turned into a withered corpse, then disintegrated into dust in the breeze, vanishing into nothingness.
And that Blood Spear, after devouring such a massive amount of energy, its dark-red light became even deeper and more restrained, its faintly radiating pressure even making Bibi Dong and Gu Yuena beside him feel a pang of fear.
Xuan Ming dispelled the slaughter battle soul state and slowly descended to the ground.
He did not immediately adjust his breath, but instead frowned slightly, sensing the turbulent, cold, and domineering Asura God Power within the Blood Spear, while his gaze turned to where Tang Chen had just vanished.
There, a giant sword, over two meters long, entirely blood-red, ancient in design and ferocious in appearance, lay quietly embedded in the scorched earth, radiating a chilling aura of slaughter and faint divine artifact fluctuations.
It was the Asura Demon Sword!
"Strange…" Xuan Ming murmured, a hint of confusion flashing in his ice-blue eyes, "Why didn't he use this sword just now?"
He had just spared no great cost to activate Dragon Emperor Devourer of Worlds, forcibly elevating himself to the divine level temporarily, primarily to guard against the sharpness of this legendary super-divine artifact—the Asura Demon Sword.
If Tang Chen had wielded the Asura Demon Sword at his peak, its power would definitely far exceed the Clear Sky Avatar he had just condensed.
If Tang Chen had used this sword, he believed that even if he could win, it would certainly not be so easy, and he would have to pay a greater price, possibly even suffering severe injuries.
But Tang Chen had inexplicably abandoned this strongest weapon, choosing to confront him with the Clear Sky Avatar… This was illogical.
Moreover, Xuan Ming clearly remembered that when the Blood Spear pierced Tang Chen's body, the physical strength he felt, although much stronger than that of an ordinary Titled Douluo, was far from the "demigod body" he knew, and nowhere near the body of Bo Saixi on Sea God Island, which had been tempered by the Seagod's Light.