Gu Yuena VS Tang San

"But if you refuse to know your place—"

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless and cutting you, this Silver Dragon King, down under my blade!"

"When the time comes, the ring will be mine, and your spirit rings and spirit bones will be mine as well!"

"It just so happens that my Asura Magic Sword is still missing a sacrifice of sufficient weight!"

Tang San's words were filled with confidence.

He held dual god positions.

Although he had not yet fully inherited the god positions, he considered himself an invincible existence on this plane.

A mere Silver Dragon King, so what if she had a divine artifact?

Could she really turn the world upside down?

On the ground.

Di Tian and the other fierce beasts were trembling with rage.

"This is going too far!"

"Lord, let's fight this scum to the death!"

Xiong Jun roared and prepared to charge, but was stopped by Gu Yuena raising her hand.

Gu Yuena looked at the arrogant Tang San before her.

There was no fear in her eyes.

Only a deep sense of sorrow.

It was the sorrow one feels for a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Tang San."

"You are truly pathetic."

Gu Yuena's voice was soft, yet it clearly pierced into Tang San's ears.

"Do you think that because you obtained two god positions, you are invincible under the heavens?"

"Do you think the Asura Sword in your hand is the strongest weapon in the world?"

"Today, I will let you see."

"What is called true—sword intent!"

As her voice fell.

Gu Yuena did not use any spirit power.

She simply raised her left hand and pointed that rusted ring toward Tang San.

"You seek death!"

Seeing this, Tang San flew into a rage.

A beast dares to lecture me?

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

"Asura Judgment!"

Tang San stopped talking nonsense and raised the Asura Magic Sword high in his hand.

A blood-colored sword radiance, a thousand zhang long, instantly condensed into shape.

This strike contained the Laws of Slaughter of the Asura God.

This strike was enough to split mountains and sever rivers!

"Die!"

Tang San roared and swung the long sword down heavily.

The blood-colored sword radiance, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, slashed down toward Gu Yuena's head.

Facing a blow that could instantly reduce a Limit Douluo to ashes.

Gu Yuena did not even blink.

She merely flicked her finger lightly.

Hum!

On the Great Dao Sword Ring, that speck of seemingly insignificant rust suddenly lit up with a glow.

It was not a dazzling golden light.

Nor was it an eerie blood-colored light.

It was a ray of the purest, most unadorned white light.

This white light was only as thick as a strand of hair.

Before Tang San's thousand-foot sword radiance, it appeared so minuscule, so utterly insignificant.

However.

The moment this white light made contact with that blood-colored sword radiance.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Nor was there a stalemate of evenly matched forces.

That seemingly indestructible Asura Sword energy was sliced right down the middle by that tiny sliver of white light, as easily as a hot knife through butter!

Silent and soundless.

An unstoppable force!

The white light instantly pierced through the sword radiance, heading straight for Tang San.

"What?!"

The savage grin on Tang San's face froze instantly.

He felt a chill that made his scalp tingle, surging from the soles of his feet straight to his crown.

It was the scent of death!

"Asura God Armor!"

"Sea God's Light!"

At the critical moment, Tang San frantically channeled the divine power within his body.

A thick layer of blood-colored armor instantly covered his entire body, while simultaneously, a blue barrier shielded him firmly.

Bang!

The white light slammed into the blade of the Asura Magic Sword.

Clang—!!!

A deafening sound of metal clashing echoed through the heavens.

Tang San felt an indescribable, immense force surge through him; the webbing between his thumb and forefinger instantly split open, blood streaming down.

His entire body was blasted away like a cannonball!

Flying back for thousands of meters and shattering over a dozen mountain peaks, Tang San finally managed to steady his figure.

At this moment, the high spirits he possessed just a moment ago were long gone.

His hair was disheveled, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the hand gripping his sword could not stop trembling.

And that Asura Magic Sword, hailed as the number one killing artifact of the God Realm.

On the blade itself, there had actually appeared a notch the size of a grain of rice!

It had been forcibly chipped out by that white light!

Between heaven and earth, there was a deathly silence.

Di Tian and the other Great Beasts gaped, their jaws nearly hitting the ground.

One strike!

A mere single strike!

It had repelled Tang San, who held dual god positions, and even damaged the Asura Magic Sword?!

This Great Dao Sword Ring was terrifying to such an extent!

In the distance.

Tang San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Though there was a trace of shock in his eyes, it was overshadowed by an even more frantic, burning intensity.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Tang San stared at the ring in Gu Yuena's hand like a starving wolf eyeing a piece of fat meat.

"I never expected the power of this ring to be even greater than I imagined!"

"It can even suppress the Asura Magic Sword!"

"If it were to fall into my hands—"

Tang San took a deep breath, the two great divine powers within his body beginning to circulate frantically, repairing his damaged meridians.

He did not retreat because of this strike.

On the contrary, his self-confidence swelled even further.

"Gu Yuena."

"You have indeed surprised me."

"But, this is as far as you can go."

"External objects are, in the end, merely external objects."

"That strike just now must have exhausted all of your strength, right?"

Tang San raised the Asura Magic Sword once more, the notch on its blade slowly healing under the nourishment of his divine power.

"Whereas I."

"Possess an endless supply of divine power!"

"I would like to see just how many of my sword strikes you can withstand!"

Tang San did not believe he had lost.

He felt that he had simply been careless and underestimated his opponent just now.

As long as he took things seriously and utilized his trump cards, a mere soul beast relying on external objects to act fierce was still well within his grasp.

Gu Yuena looked at the stubborn Tang San, a flicker of pity flashing through her eyes.

"Have you still not seen the gap between us?"

"Tang San, the divine power you are so proud of, in the face of this strand of sword intent he left behind."

"Is nothing more than a joke."

She gently stroked the ring, feeling the vast, ocean-like sword intent contained within.

Although that person was no longer here.

This ring would protect everything for him in his stead.

"Come."

"Let me see just how many strikes of this so-called dual godhood of yours can withstand—"

"The sword intent of a mortal!"

The air by the Lake of Life was heavy.

Although Tang San had been sent flying by a single strike, the terrifying pressure belonging to a God King on his body had not dissipated; instead, it had become even more violent due to his rage.

The low-level soul beasts in the vicinity had long since fainted, and even fierce beasts like the King of Ten Thousand Monsters and the Scarlet King felt as if their hearts were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe.

"Master—"

Di Tian stepped forward, black dragon scales flickering in and out of existence on his skin; he was clearly prepared to fight to the death.

His voice was dry, laden with deep concern.

"Tang San is, after all, a dual god; his foundation is unfathomable. While this ring is formidable, it is ultimately an inanimate object, and—"

Di Tian did not dare to finish the second half of his sentence.

And it was forged from ordinary iron; how many attacks could it withstand?

What if it shattered?

What if its power was exhausted?

That was the hope of the entire soul beast race; it must not be lost here.

Xiong Jun was so anxious he was scratching his head and ears, his massive bear paws gouging two deep pits into the ground.

"Master! My hide is thick and my flesh is tough, let me go to the front! You take the opportunity to give him a heavy blow with that treasure!"