The dim bloodlight on the blade, as though injected with a stimulant, began to brighten again at a dangerous speed, growing ever more dazzling and crimson.
Tang San's blood-red gaze, filled with endless venom, followed the hilt all the way to the blade's edge, which seemed ready to drip blood.
Even though he was severely wounded and on the brink of death, even though he had paid a terrible price.
It did not matter.
As long as he could escape, there was still hope of turning everything around!
"Asura Blood Sword!"
Tang San used the last of his strength to unleash a heart-rending roar, as though he were screaming out his very soul.
That roar contained all his fury, all his humiliation, all his unwillingness and madness.
A blinding crimson radiance suddenly shot into the heavens from behind Tang San.
Red light flooded the sky. In an instant, not only this sealed valley, but seemingly the entire heavens of Douluo Star were stained by the colors of slaughter and bloodshed.
A killing aura like mountains of corpses and seas of blood erupted like a tangible shockwave, sweeping across heaven and earth.
Tang San threw back his head and released a shrill, domineering howl that could split gold and shatter stone.
The next moment, his flesh, blood, and divine soul seemed to completely merge with that heaven-shaking red light, transforming into a Blood-Colored Greatsword stretching between heaven and earth.
Countless spectral wraiths howled around the greatsword, which radiated a terrifying aura capable of massacring all living things and judging gods and demons.
This Asura Blood Sword, formed from the God King's body, divine soul, divine authority, and burning origin, did not strike at any enemy.
Instead, its blade turned, carrying reckless, unstoppable madness as it slashed straight at the very core