Twin Emperors Annihilate the World: Samsara Death Realm!

"Then... come!!"

Hum--!!!

As the two extreme Spider Emperor powers erupted completely, the world seemed to lose all color, leaving only a tragic purple and an eerie green.

Behind Bibi Dong, two massive Spider Emperor phantoms rose from the ground.

On the left, the Death Spider Emperor was wreathed in purple energy, its hideous carapace dripping with venom that corroded everything it touched.

On the right, the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor was entirely ink-green, its compound eyes burning with greedy ghost fire, as if it intended to devour every soul in the world.

However, what was truly horrifying was that these two Martial Souls did not blend harmoniously like the legendary Martial Soul Fusion Skills; instead, they acted like two immortal, bloodthirsty beasts, letting out shrill screeches before lunging at each other!

Crack! Crack!

The teeth-grinding sound of tearing echoed through the heavens.

The two forces collapsed rapidly as they destroyed one another, eventually forming a gray singularity at Bibi Dong's chest—only the size of a fist, yet radiating a pressure that caused space itself to collapse.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The alarm bells in Tang Xiao's heart rang to their limit; a fear originating from the depths of his soul made him almost unable to grip his Clear Sky Hammer.

"Stop her!! Quickly!!"

Tang Xiao roared, and the Clear Sky Battle Formation activated once more. Seven giant hammers, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, smashed fiercely toward that gray singularity!

But, it was too late.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill--"

The voice of Bibi Dong (Nan Feng) became ethereal and eerie, as if it were emanating from an endless abyss:

"Twin Emperors Annihilate the World · Samsara Death Realm!!"

Boom------

There was no deafening explosion, only a ring of deathly gray light that expanded instantly, centered on that singularity!

Wherever the ring passed, the thunder of the Clear Sky Hammer was extinguished, the violent soul power dissolved, and even the dust filling the sky was frozen in mid-air before turning into grayish-white powder.

In the blink of an eye, a gray hemispherical domain with a diameter of a thousand meters enveloped the core of the entire battlefield.

Within this domain, there was no light, no sound, and even the air had been replaced by thick, cold, grayish-white mist.

And in the center of this gray mist.

The original Bibi Dong had disappeared.

In her place was an eerie entity, over two meters tall, hovering in mid-air.

"It" had no distinct gender characteristics; its body possessed a translucent, gelatinous quality, and its skin was a deathly grayish-white, as if it were a shell reshaped from corpses and fog.

Around "it," space was covered in black cracks like spiderwebs—signs that space could no longer withstand the weight of this evil power.

And most chilling of all were "its" eyes.

The left eye dripped with thick, purple-black venom; that was the ultimate physical destruction—Death!

The right eye burned with ghostly, emerald-green fire; that was the ultimate soul consumption—Soul-Eater!

"Huu..."

The monster opened its mouth slightly, exhaling a breath of gray mist, and the surrounding spatial cracks instantly multiplied.

"Welcome to..."

The overlapping voices of Nan Feng and Bibi Dong resonated in the depths of everyone's souls, carrying a sense of aloof mockery and indifference:

"Our world."

"Ah!!"

A Clear Sky Sect Soul Saint at the edge of the domain let out a miserable scream as the clothes and skin on his body began to rot and dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Even worse, he felt his soul power draining away frantically, as if being eaten bite by bite by the greedy gray mist in the air!

"What is this monster?! My soul power is disappearing!!"

"My hand! My hand is rotting!!"

"Help! Help me!!"

Screams rose one after another. It wasn't just the people of the Clear Sky Sect; even the Martial Soul Hall spirit masters who had been fighting bitterly just moments ago were now scrambling to crawl out of the domain in terror.

Although the poisonous mist did not harm them under the spiderweb-like mental control of Bibi Dong, their instinctive fear made it impossible for them to remain calm.

"Everyone! Retreat from the range of the gray mist!!"

Tang Xiao roared, the light from the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand flaring brilliantly as he attempted to use the Clear Sky Protection to disperse the eerie poisonous mist.

However, it was useless!

These gray mists were like maggots on rotting bones; they could not be driven away. Instead, upon coming into contact with Tang Xiao's massive soul power, they became even more excited, and the speed of their corrosion accelerated!

"What?! It can even corrode soul power shields?!"

Tang Xiao was struck with horror; this poisonous mist not only corroded flesh, but it was actually capable of corroding spirit power and mental strength as well!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

Beyond the excruciating physical pain, what drove the group to despair was the discovery that within this domain, not only did their spirit power consume twice as fast as it did outside, but all methods of recovery had become completely ineffective!

A support-type Spirit Master from the Strength Clan attempted to provide healing and recovery for everyone, but as his healing spirit skill activated, the rate at which those injured were corroded by the gray mist only accelerated!

"It's useless."

Bibi Dong (Nan Feng) slowly raised a translucent arm, pointing toward the Clear Sky Sect members struggling to hold on below.

"Within the Samsara Death Realm, life flows in only one direction."

"It only ebbs away; it never recovers."

"And everything you lose..."

The right eye, burning with green fire, flared brightly, and the spiderweb-like spatial cracks behind him trembled instantly.

"...shall become nourishment for This Seat!"

Hum—!!!

On the battlefield, hundreds of Spirit Masters shrouded in gray mist—whether from the Clear Sky Sect or the Strength Clan—felt their internal spirit power and life force being uncontrollably drained by the surrounding fog, then frantically funneled toward the monster in the sky!

As this energy was injected, the originally somewhat illusory gray-white figure became increasingly solid, and its aura grew ever more terrifying!

As one side waned, the other waxed!

"Damn it! What kind of evil art is this?!"

Tang Xiao felt his strength slipping away rapidly; his originally indestructible Clear Sky Avatar was now showing signs of disintegration.

"Evil art?"

Nan Feng sneered, "This is a divine skill!"

"Enough, enough talk."

"This form of This Seat consumes a massive amount of energy; I have no time to waste on you."

This self-Martial Soul Fusion Skill was powerful, certainly, but the consumption was a bottomless pit. Even with the life-draining effect of the domain, his current spirit power reserves could not sustain it for more than a minute!

He had to end this quickly!

BOOM!!!

The gray-white demon god in mid-air transformed its arms into two scythes of death.

Purple-black venom flowed across the blades, while ghostly green flames burned atop the poison.

"Dong Feng—Break!!"

Swish! Swish!

Two gray, abyssal crescent-shaped light blades tore through the air. As they flew, they greedily devoured the surrounding gray mist; with every inch they advanced, their size doubled and their aura grew more terrifying!

By the time they reached Tang Xiao and the others, they had transformed into two hundred-meter-long giant blades capable of tearing the heavens asunder!

"Block it!!!"

Tang Xiao's eyes were bloodshot. He pushed the Clear Sky Battle Formation to its limit, and seven Clear Sky Hammers lit up simultaneously, attempting to construct an impenetrable defensive barrier.

However.

Crack—!!!

The first light blade struck, and the supposedly indestructible Clear Sky defense shattered instantly like glass!

Tang Xiao and the five elders spat out blood in unison; the Clear Sky Battle Formation—broken!

But this was only the beginning.

The second light blade followed closely behind, carrying even more terrifying momentum, passing through the Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder at the front without the slightest obstruction.

There was no scream, no spray of blood.

In the eyes of everyone watching in sheer terror, those two peak Spirit Douluo, along with the incredibly sturdy Clear Sky Hammers in their hands, were sliced in half at the waist instantly, as if they were butter cut by a hot knife!

Their upper bodies remained in the posture of holding their hammers, while their lower bodies had already lost their support.

But that was not the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying thing was that their corpses did not fall to the ground.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

The greedy gray mist surrounding them swarmed forward instantly, like countless hungry little mouths, frantically gnawing at the severed remains.

"Fifth Elder! Sixth Elder!!"

Tang Xiao let out a heart-rending cry of grief.

Below.

Demon Bear Douluo, who had just repelled Titan and his group with the aid of the gray mist, looked up, preparing to enjoy the show, but his expression froze instantly.

"This..."

A single strike?!

Just one strike was enough to shatter the Clear Sky Battle Formation and effortlessly insta-kill two peak Spirit Douluo?!

What the hell is this thing?!

Nan Feng ignored the shock of the crowd; he could feel the spirit power within his body draining at a terrifying rate.

This was the first time he had activated this self-Martial Soul Fusion Skill, so the synchronization was still lacking, the efficiency of his spirit power circulation was extremely low, and the Spider Emperor spirit power after the fusion was highly unstable!

Right now, he was even more drained than an Ultraman with a flashing red light!

"Again!"

Nan Feng crossed his arms once more, preparing to launch a second round of attacks to end this battle once and for all.

However, just at that moment.

"Presumptuous!!!"

An aged yet resolute roar exploded like a thunderclap.

The Great Elder, who had been locked in combat with Chrysanthemum Douluo, suddenly acted as if he had gone mad; he didn't even hesitate to tank a spirit skill from Chrysanthemum Douluo, using the force of the impact to charge recklessly toward Nan Feng!

Although the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was not as massive as a Clear Sky Avatar, it was wreathed in a black, deathly light that made one's heart tremble.

On his body, those eight spirit rings were flickering frantically, turning dim and obscure as if they were about to shatter at any moment!

"Ring Detonation?!"

Nan Feng's pupils constricted.

Isn't the Great Sumeru Hammer supposed to be passed down to only one person per generation?

How could this old thing possibly...

No!

That violent and chaotic energy fluctuation... this isn't Ring Detonation!

This is the forced stimulation of spirit ring energy, triggering an irreversible self-detonation of his own spirit power!!

This old thing, over a hundred years old, wants to drag him down into a mutual destruction!