816 Mad Demon Tang San, Final Battle!

Rumble—

The battle situation was very simple now.

It was no longer an evenly matched, fiery battle where victory could not be decided for the moment.

Instead, it was like cheese caught between two slices of bread, with Asura Tang San trapped in the middle.

As Tang San looked at the Undead Golden Dragon King, his expression became incomparably grim.

Without a doubt, yet another unexpected development detrimental to him had appeared.

Valkyrie Long Qiu'er flashed forward, seeming to step through the void itself.

In the next instant, she arrived before Tang San.

And at that moment.

A powerful Mind Storm had already enveloped him.

Tang San's reaction was still swift.

Though deeply surrounded, he was not without the strength to fight back.

He immediately raised the Asura Blood Sword, and the aura of slaughter instantly spread.

A brilliant bloody radiance surged outward, seeking to block the incoming palm strike.

At the exact moment Long Qiu'er charged in fiercely.

That graceful, slender figure suddenly became illusory.

Then.

With a sway of her body.

She simply vanished into thin air.

"Hm?"

Tang San and the other Original Sin Gods watching the battle were all stunned.

An illusion?!

One had to know that deities were quite adept at many illusion techniques.

But creating an illusion capable of deceiving the divine senses of a peak God King Rank existence was undoubtedly impossible.

Yet this time, it had deceived every deity present.

Even the God of Destruction was no exception.

Just then.

On the Bone Throne on the other side, a purple-gold gleam flashed through the eyes of Undead War God Huo Yuhao.

That purple-gold light did not come from merely two pupils.

There were three beams in total. A gray-gold vertical eye had split open on his forehead as well.

Asura Tang San