Rumble—
The imposing auras of the two God Kings faced off like abyssal depths, colliding continuously above the Divine Realm.
Yet the God of Destruction seemed to be acting out of character, remaining mostly on the defensive.
Guided by his intent of destruction, the opposing force's immense aura slid past both sides of his body.
It did not strike his companions at all.
In terms of total divine power, he believed himself to be no weaker than Tang San.
With Destruction Castle as his home ground, such expenditure was undoubtedly advantageous to him.
Even if Little Brat could switch between two gods, he might not necessarily be able to defeat him steadily.
Suddenly, Tang San threw back his head and let out a long howl.
This howl was sharp and domineering.
He shot forward, his entire body turning into a streak of blood-red light.
Red light flickered in the God of Destruction's eyes, yet he took no further action.
He merely gripped his scepter and confronted him in a defensive stance.
With the amplification of his Asura form, Tang San's powerful killing intent immediately became even sharper.
Even Destruction felt that his intent of destruction could not gather before the Asura God's razor-sharp killing intent.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between them closed in an instant.
A heaven-shaking red light flashed brilliantly, rising from behind Tang San.
In an instant, red light filled the sky.
A chilling, murderous aura like mountains of corpses and seas of blood erupted without warning.
The blue-violet sky that had been overhead moments ago was immediately dyed crimson.
Tang San, who had flown out, merged directly into the heaven-shaking red light in the air.
Without another word, he transformed into a massive sword.
It came crashing down from the heavens.
It slashed