Douluo Sky Curtain: The Thousand Clan Sword Ancestor, Master of Life and Death
Chapter 9

Qian Renxue VS Tang San! Divine War Begins!

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Before Jialing Pass.

Dark clouds pressed down upon the city.

The army of the Martial Soul Empire stood in battle formation, their weapons and armor gleaming with a chilling, murderous aura.

Tang San, clad in his Sea God divine raiment, hovered before the allied forces, his azure hair dancing without a breeze.

He gazed at the dense ranks of figures atop the opposite ramparts, a smile of certain victory curling his lips.

What use were mere mortals, no matter how many?

His Buddha Wrath Tang Lotus was the pinnacle of area-of-effect destruction.

Now that it had transformed into a divine artifact, its power had long since surpassed the imagination of the mundane world.

Perhaps a single lotus would suffice to reduce the hundreds of thousands of Martial Soul Hall troops, along with this formidable pass, to ashes!

"Qian Renxue!"

Tang San's voice, amplified by the power of the Sea God, rolled like thunder across the entire battlefield.

"Come out and meet your death!"

As his words fell, a brilliant pillar of golden light erupted from the watchtower of Jialing Pass.

As the radiance dispersed, the figure of Qian Renxue appeared high in the heavens.

She wore ornate, intricate golden divine armor that outlined a near-perfect physique, appearing both holy and noble.

Beneath the armor, her long, straight legs were covered by a golden battle skirt, radiating a sense of power and beauty that made one afraid to look directly, yet unable to stop their imagination from wandering.

"Tang San."

Qian Renxue's voice was crisp and cold, devoid of the slightest emotion.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Enough with the nonsense."

"Fine!"

Tang San let out a roar, wasting no more words.

The azure divine light and the brilliant solar divine light collided violently in the firmament!

The two gods stood suspended in the air, facing each other from afar.

The next moment, both figures vanished from their spots simultaneously.

"Clang—!"

The Sea God Trident and the Angel Holy Sword clashed in mid-air, erupting with a deafening sound of metal striking metal.

Visible ripples of energy spread wildly from the center of the two, churning the wind and clouds.

Tang San wielded the trident with wide, sweeping strikes, each blow drawing upon the power of the vast seas, unleashing blue divine energy like a towering tsunami that seemed intent on turning the entire sky into an ocean.

Qian Renxue wielded her holy sword with light, agile movements, her swordsmanship exquisite and peerless.

Every strike of hers burned with raging True Sun Fire, pure and scorching, as if it could incinerate everything in the world.

The gold and blue divine lights collided and annihilated each other in the sky, the terrifying shockwaves of divine power pouring downward, causing the walls of Jialing Pass below to groan under the strain.

Aboard the ramparts, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other Worships gazed up at the divine battle with grave expressions.

The spirit masters of both armies watched in trepidation, their legs trembling.

Was this the power of a god?

The mere shockwaves of the battle were enough to make those spirit masters below the Title Douluo rank feel suffocated.

"Second Worship, can... can the Young Lady win?"

One of the Worships asked with a dry voice.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not answer, but the way his fists were tightly clenched betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

Meanwhile, inside Jialing Pass, in a secluded courtyard.

In stark contrast to the earth-shattering events outside, this place was as quiet as a paradise.

Qian Ye sat by a stone table, his expression leisurely.

A small clay stove on the table bubbled, emitting wisps of steam.

He lifted the boiling kettle and poured the scalding water into a teapot; the tea leaves unfurled and tumbled in the water, and an elegant fragrance instantly filled the air.

The world-destroying battle in the sky seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

He lifted his teacup and took a gentle sip.

The tea was slightly bitter, followed by a lingering sweetness.

Above the firmament.

"Boom!"

Following another earth-shattering collision, Tang San and Qian Renxue were each forced back a hundred meters.

Tang San's expression turned somewhat grim.

He had not expected Qian Renxue's strength to be so formidable; without resorting to his trump cards, he had been unable to gain the slightest advantage.

He could not drag this out any longer!

Long delays lead to trouble!

Tang San's eyes hardened, and he made a firm decision in his heart.

It is time to let you witness what true power of the Heavenly Dao really is!

He abruptly halted his offensive and pulled back to create distance.

A terrifying aura, completely different from before, began to permeate from his body.

It was a pure, undisguised intent of destruction!

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted, her golden eyes reflecting an unprecedented gravity.

It's coming!

The divine artifact version of the Buddha Wrath Tang Lotus!

Even a god, when facing such a weapon of slaughter birthed from the origin power of the world, must go all out!

Tang San slowly spread his palm.

A dark golden lotus hovered silently above his palm, radiating an aura of withering and finality that made the soul tremble.

"Qian Renxue, do you see this?"

A fanatical and confident smile appeared on Tang San's face.

"This is the choice of the Heavenly Dao!"

"The Heavenly Dao favors me, intending to use my hands to end the filthy rule of your Martial Soul Hall!"

"Martial Soul Hall shall be destroyed!"

His voice was filled with an overbearing arrogance.

However, facing this terrifying divine artifact capable of threatening the origin of a god, there was not a trace of fear on Qian Renxue's face.

She merely cast a disdainful glance at Tang San, a mocking curl touching her lips.

"The Heavenly Dao? Would the Heavenly Dao favor a petty person who stole sect manuals and forgot all gratitude?"

Qian Renxue stood tall, her jade-like legs beneath her golden battle skirt straight and slender, filled with divine beauty and oppressive force.

"Tang San, whether in your past life or this one, you have always been nothing more than a nauseating hypocrite."

On the walls of Jialing Pass, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others felt their hearts tighten, pushing their soul power to the absolute limit, prepared to face death at any moment.

"You!"

The smile on Tang San's face instantly froze.

Qian Renxue's words were like the sharpest of poisonous thorns, piercing deep into the darkest corner of his heart—the one place he never wanted touched!

Especially the mention of his past life!

That was the eternal pain in his heart!

"I did nothing wrong!"

Tang San's expression turned ferocious, his voice bordering on a roar.

"It was the Tang Sect that failed me! I dedicated my entire life to the Tang Sect; what is wrong with taking a few external items?!"

"You people born high above will never understand!"

His emotions spiraled completely out of control, his eyes filled with nothing but endless killing intent and resentment.

"Since you seek death, I shall grant your wish!"

"Die!"

With a furious shout, Tang San violently hurled the dark golden lotus in his hand toward Qian Renxue!

Hum—!

The moment the Buddha Wrath Tang Lotus left his hand, every sound in the world seemed to vanish.

It did not fly quickly, yet it carried a sense of inescapable destiny, locking onto its cause and effect.

Under the gaze of everyone present, the lotus representing destruction and finality slowly bloomed in mid-air!

In an instant, a light of ultimate destruction erupted from the dark golden heart of the lotus.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a deathly silence of white.

No, it was not white.

It was a pure light of withering that devoured all light and color!

Wherever the radiance passed, space shattered like fragile glass, revealing the pitch-black void beneath.

Wind, clouds, light, and even the laws of heaven and earth were forcibly twisted and decomposed by this power, dissolving into the most primal chaos.

This was no longer a battle of mortals; this was the destruction of the world!

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