"How is that possible?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with shock.
As they were both at level 99, he could clearly sense that Tang Chen's power had surpassed his own!
That power carried a hint of... divine pressure!
"Hahaha!"
Tang Chen laughed loudly, looking like a madman.
"Qian Daoliu, times have changed!"
"I have received the blessing of the Asura God!"
"Today, you will surely die!"
He swung his hammer down again, the blood-red killing intent almost dyeing half the sky red.
Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth and could only passively swing his sword to defend himself.
He was... suppressed!
It was completely suppressed!
Seeing this, the morale of the Spirit Hall side plummeted.
Even the Grand Elder is no match for them, so how can they possibly fight?
On the other side...
Seeing his great-grandfather unleash his power and suppress Qian Daoliu, Tang San's fighting spirit soared to its peak.
"Qian Renxue, your death is near!"
With a roar, he unleashed the Trident of Poseidon and the Demon Sword of Asura, transforming them into a streak of blood-blue light as they hurtled towards Qian Renxue.
Without Qian Daoliu's restraint, he was going to kill this woman with lightning speed!
Qian Renxue's expression hardened, and she brandished the Angelic Holy Sword to meet the attack with all her might.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The divine weapons clashed repeatedly in the air, unleashing deafening roars.
The true fire of the sun clashed and annihilated with the divine power of the sea god and the killing intent of the Asura.
At first, the two were evenly matched.
But as time went on, Qian Renxue gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
Tang San, after all, possessed two divine positions, and his divine power was far more profound than that of a single god like her.
Moreover, he was driven by the rage of revenge, and he used all his strength in every strike, showing no fear of death.
boom!
It was another violent collision.
Qian Renxue's body was shaken and flew backward, a trace of golden divine blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Die!"
Tang San seized the opportunity, and the Asura Demon Sword shone brightly with blood-red light. A terrifying sword aura, powerful enough to cleave space, slashed straight at Qian Renxue's face!
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted as she tried to dodge, but she found that her body was already locked onto by that terrifying killing intent, and she could not move.
It's over…
A flicker of despair crossed Qian Renxue's mind.
At this critical moment.
A dark purple figure appeared like a ghost in front of Qian Renxue.
The figure held a scythe covered in eerie magical patterns and swung it lightly.
Sizzle—
A deep, purplish-black rift, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, appeared in the air.
Tang San's determined Asura Sword Qi slashed into the crack, but it was completely swallowed up and disappeared without a trace, without even causing a ripple.
"Who goes there?!"
Tang San was startled and looked closely.
When he saw the person's face clearly, he was completely stunned.
It wasn't just him.
Everyone on the battlefield froze the moment they saw that figure.
The newcomer wore a long, purplish-black dress, with a captivating figure and unparalleled beauty.
But what she exuded was an evil and ominous aura that could make even the gods tremble.
Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall!
"Bibi Dong?!"
"How...how could she be here?!"
"Isn't she in seclusion?"
"Moreover, the aura emanating from her... is terrifying!"
Everyone felt suffocated.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was completely different from the elegant and noble pope they remembered.
She was like... a demon god who crawled out of the abyss of hell, wielding the power of death and destruction!
"Rakshasa God..."
Qian Renxue looked at the back of the figure blocking her way and uttered those three words with difficulty.
She knew that her "mother" had also succeeded.
She too became a god!
"Tang San".
Bibi Dong slowly turned her head, her purple eyes staring indifferently at Tang San.
"You wanted to kill her? Did you ask me?"
Her voice was hoarse and had a bewitching quality.
Tang San snapped out of his shock, his face turning extremely pale.
Another god!
Moreover, it was a top-tier deity whose aura was in no way weaker than his and Qian Renxue's!
"Bibi Dong! Are you going to stop me too?"
Tang San demanded an answer in a stern voice.
"Aren't you and Qian Renxue mortal enemies? Why are you helping her?"
"Help her?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong let out a sneer, a sharp and grating laugh.
"I'm not helping her."
Her gaze swept over Qian Renxue, then over Tang San, and finally settled on the majestic Jialing Pass.
"I just... don't want to see my Spirit Hall destroyed by a piece of trash like you before I unify the continent."
Bibi Dong's words were extremely arrogant.
But no one dared to refute it.
Because she has the means to do so.
"Thousand-foot Snow".
Bibi Dong didn't look at Tang San anymore, but spoke calmly to Qian Renxue behind her.
"Let's join forces."
"First, kill him."
"We'll settle our score later."
Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment.
She glanced at her grandfather, who was being suppressed by Tang Chen and was losing ground.
She glanced again at Tang San, who was radiating arrogance.
Finally, she nodded.
"good."
boom!
boom!
Two completely different divine powers erupted simultaneously!
At this moment, the golden angelic power and the purplish-black Rakshasa power shone brightly together.
One represents the ultimate light and holiness.
One represents the ultimate darkness and evil.
Two forces that should have been irreconcilable are now pointing at the same enemy.
Tang San!
Tang San's face instantly darkened.
He could still suppress a thousand-foot snow.
But then there's Bibi Dong, who is also a first-level deity...
He has no chance of winning whatsoever!
Damn it!
Tang San cursed inwardly.
At this moment, the situation took a dramatic turn.
He went from being the hunter to being the prey.
Qian Renxue, holding the Holy Sword, stood side by side with Bibi Dong, her gaze fixed intently on Tang San.
However, a barely perceptible worry flashed deep in her eyes.
What she was worried about was not Tang San in front of her.
It's not the Tang Chen who fought fiercely with his grandfather either.
What she was worried about was that man.
The man who never appeared from beginning to end.
Tang Chen...
Where are you?
So what exactly is going on now?
Before Jialing Pass, divine might stands in confrontation.
The golden angelic power and the purplish-black Rakshasa power intertwined, creating two completely opposite yet equally terrifying auras that firmly locked onto Tang San.
Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, these two destined mother-daughter enemies, are now joining forces against a common enemy.
Tang San's face was extremely gloomy.
For him, the situation was already hopeless.
However, this was not the only battlefield that determined the course of the war.
High in the sky, another battle has already been decided.
"Sendou Ryu, prepare to die!"
Tang Chen was like a madman, the Asura Demon Hammer in his hand surging with blood-red light. He had completely suppressed Qian Daoliu and was about to deliver the final blow.
He not only wanted to kill Qian Daoliu, but also wanted to use this hammer to completely shatter the morale of the Spirit Hall below!
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