Gu Yuena's Move, Brutalizing Tang San!

However, at this very moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Hahaha! Silver Dragon King, this fortuitous encounter belongs to me!"

A burst of wild laughter resounded across the sky.

A blue-gold figure, accompanied by six other figures, tore through space and suddenly appeared above the Lake of Life.

The arrivals were none other than Tang San and the Shrek Six Devils!

"Sea God's Light!"

Disregarding his injuries, Tang San forcibly channeled his divine power. A golden beam shot from between his brows, attempting to intercept the nine-colored orb of light in mid-air!

"Presumptuous!"

Di Tian roared, his massive dragon wings blotting out the sun and sky as he prepared to strike.

"No need."

Gu Yuena's cold, clear voice rang out, stopping Di Tian.

She watched Tang San as he lunged for her opportunity, her exquisite face devoid of any ripples, showing only indifference.

It was as if she were watching a clown.

The nine-colored orb of light seemed to possess a spirit of its own; ignoring Tang San's Sea God's Light entirely, it gave a gentle flicker and merged into Gu Yuena's body.

"BOOM--!"

A terrifying aura, impossible to describe in words, erupted from within Gu Yuena!

The entire Star Dou Great Forest trembled violently at this moment!

Thousands of soul beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering—it was an awe and submission stemming from the deepest depths of their bloodlines!

Gu Yuena's aura was surging at an inconceivable speed!

Tang San's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

His attempt to intercept had failed, and he was struck by the backlash of that aura, causing his blood to churn and his already severely damaged divine soul to suffer another impact.

"Silver Dragon King!"

Tang San steadied himself and shouted with a fierce expression, "Hand over the Silver Dragon Spear and sacrifice your soul rings and soul bones, and I may spare your life!"

He still clung to a final shred of fantasy, attempting to use his status as a god to intimidate her.

Gu Yuena slowly opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

Deep within her violet pupils, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were rotating, with seven-colored halos flowing ceaselessly.

Majestic, ancient, and indifferent.

She merely looked at Tang San calmly, as if looking at an ant that did not know the meaning of death.

"A human god?"

Her vermilion lips parted slightly, her voice ethereal yet carrying a haughtiness that transcended all things.

"In front of This Seat, do you even deserve to call yourself a god?"

Before the words had even faded, she moved.

There were no earth-shattering moves, nor any flashy soul skills.

She simply raised her right hand.

Hum!

A long spear, entirely silver-white and coiled with seven-colored dragon patterns, appeared in her hand.

The Silver Dragon Spear!

Holding the spear, she pointed it casually at Tang San.

"Space, confinement."

In an instant, Tang San felt the surrounding space turn into solidified amber, pinning him firmly in place, unable to move a muscle!

The Blue Silver Domain he was so proud of was as fragile as paper before this power, shattering instantly!

"How----is this possible?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted to the limit; endless shock and terror instantly swallowed his mind.

This was the power of space!

And it was the most fundamental law of space, at a level countless tiers higher than what he, as the Sea God, could control!

"Time, deprivation."

Gu Yuena spoke again, her voice devoid of any emotion.

Tang San discovered with horror that his divine power and his life force were draining away at a terrifying speed!

In just a single moment, he felt an unprecedented weakness!

"No!!"

He wanted to roar, wanted to struggle, yet he could not move even a single finger.

"Third Brother!"

Seeing this, Dai Mubai and the others were incensed, their eyes splitting as they unleashed their strongest attacks, bombarding Gu Yuena.

"White Tiger Meteor Shower!"

"Phoenix Sky-Screaming Strike!"

However, these attacks, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, were quietly extinguished upon nearing a hundred meters of Gu Yuena, failing to stir even a ripple.

Gu Yuena's gaze, from beginning to end, remained fixed solely on Tang San.

Holding the Silver Dragon Spear, she stepped through the air, walking toward the restrained Tang San with an elegance as if she were strolling through her own courtyard.

"You desire This Seat's spirit rings and spirit bones?"

"You desire This Seat's divine artifacts?"

With every sentence she spoke, she took a step closer.

The terror in Tang San's eyes deepened with each step.

He was wrong.

Dead wrong!

The woman before him was no weakened spirit beast recovering from grave injuries!

She was a true monster! A terrifying existence who could control space and time with a flick of her finger, viewing gods as nothing more than trifles!

In her presence, his so-called schemes and his so-called greed had become a colossal joke!

Fear, an unprecedented fear, flooded every inch of Tang San's soul like a freezing tide.

Gu Yuena's footsteps left silent ripples in the void.

Gods?

In her eyes, they were merely slightly more powerful living beings.

Tang San's soul trembled; it was an instinctive fear born from the absolute suppression of his life essence.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but the pride of a god prevented him from uttering a single word.

Just then, Dai Mubai, who had been in a state of shock, felt a flash of resolve in his eyes.

"Little San is our brother! He is a god!"

"If you want to kill him, you must step over my corpse first!"

He roared, his voice distorted by terror.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, White Tiger True Body!"

"Ninth Spirit Skill, White Tiger Heavenly Might Shock!"

In an instant, a colossal phantom of a white tiger appeared out of thin air, the violent Geng Metal energy tearing through the air and creating ear-piercing sonic booms.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, the Hell White Tiger, descended once more!

Only this time, they were not facing a human Titled Douluo.

"Roar—!"

The Hell White Tiger lunged at Gu Yuena with an aura of total destruction, its massive tiger claws seemingly capable of tearing the firmament asunder!

"Protect Third Brother!"

Ma Hongjun also reacted, brilliant flames erupting around his body.

"Ninth Spirit Skill, Phoenix Cloud-Piercing Strike!"

The fire phoenix shrieked, flying side-by-side with the white tiger, forming a lethal pincer attack from left and right!

They had chosen their moment with extreme cunning, striking just as Gu Yuena's focus was entirely locked onto Tang San, appearing at her most unguarded.

"Overestimating yourselves!"

The Beast God Di Tian's eyes were filled with disdain, and he moved to raise his dragon claw to crush these few ants.

Yet, Gu Yuena, standing beside him, did not even turn her head.

She merely flicked her right hand, which held the Silver Dragon Spear, casually behind her.

There was no fluctuation of spirit power, no manifestation of laws.

It was as if she were shooing away an annoying mosquito.

However, the Hell White Tiger, capable of heavily wounding a First-Class God, and the nine-headed fire phoenix, capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, collided with an invisible, insurmountable wall under that light flick.

A dull, heavy thud echoed out.

The phantom of the Hell White Tiger cracked inch by inch before exploding into a sky full of light particles.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were struck as if by lightning, vomiting blood as their bodies flew backward like kites with severed strings, slamming heavily into the ground in the distance, their fates unknown.