A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the Sphere of Destruction. It was a blood-red blade. Then, golden light surged from within the Sphere of Destruction, and a figure suddenly burst out. In midair, blood-red light flared brilliantly as a massive sword emerged, transforming into a heaven-shaking blood sword that slashed down at the God of Destruction.
The God of Destruction had originally believed that even if this attack could not finish Tang San, it would at least drain most of his strength and secure victory.
However, when the Asura Blood Sword appeared once more, his eyes finally revealed a dazed look. He could clearly sense that the divine power contained within this strike was not the slightest bit weaker than Tang San's first use of the Asura Blood Sword.
Something was wrong! The old injury the Light Dragon King left on him—I had suppressed him for so long, so why had it not flared up yet?
Destruction felt baffled inwardly.
Tang San could actually activate the Asura Blood Sword three times. Even the Asura God of old would have seen its power diminish with each consecutive use.
Long ago, Destruction had already heard the diagnosis from his wife, the Goddess of Life. By all logic, Tang San should have been defeated before long. Yet even now, he still could not understand why Tang San was able to match him evenly and had even become so powerful.
The Destruction Scepter rose once again. At its tip, purple-black destructive power condensed into a massive blade and swept upward into the sky.
In the distance, the Goddess of Life's delicate body trembled slightly. She wanted to fly forward, but ultimately restrained herself.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out the instant the two sides clashed. The God of Destruction's entire