"I haven't lost yet."
Tang San gritted his teeth, every word seeming to be forced out through clenched teeth.
"As long as I can truly merge the Dual God Position, even if she's a god, I can still kill her!"
"But you, Bibi Dong."
Tang San looked at Bibi Dong, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
"You've always dreamed of unifying the continent."
"Unfortunately, you'll never accomplish it in this lifetime."
"In Li Xin's eyes, you're nothing more than a clown jumping about."
"The Spirit Hall Empire you built is as laughable as child's play before his Great Tang."
"You say I'm despairing?"
"I think the one who should truly despair is you."
"You've spent your entire life fighting and seizing."
"And in the end, you're nothing at all."
Tang San's words were like a sharp blade, precisely piercing the most painful place in Bibi Dong's heart.
Bibi Dong's face instantly turned deathly pale, and the knuckles of the hand gripping her scepter went white.
"You're courting death!"
Purple light surged around Bibi Dong as the phantom of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe emerged behind her. Terrifying killing intent instantly locked onto Tang San.
"Want to make a move?"
Tang San sneered and slammed the Sea God's Trident heavily against the ground.
Golden-blue divine light erupted, colliding fiercely with Bibi Dong's killing intent in midair.
Just as the two stood at swords' point, about to fight—
Rumble—!
In the sky, the Golden List, which had already calmed down, erupted with an unprecedented roar once more.
The sound was so immense that it even caused the walls of Jialing Pass to resonate.
The two instinctively halted their movements and looked up at the sky together.
The enormous golden scroll slowly unfurled.
This time, the golden light was no longer any of