The Asura God controlled his body and slowly walked toward Murong Huai. Murong Huai's blood still stained the Asura Magic Sword.
"Must say, in the hundreds of thousands of years I've lived, you're the greatest threat I've ever encountered. Even the Dragon God back then was nowhere near your equal. But unfortunately, you won't get the chance to return to your peak!!"
The purple faded from Murong Huai's eyes as he took back control of his body. Seeing this, the Asura God chuckled.
"Heh heh, have you given up resisting? Then let me send you off for the last time!!"
As his voice fell, the Asura God flew into the sky. His immense Asura Divine Power gathered around him, mingling with the divine blood of both men until it formed a colossal blood-red sword.
"Blood Fiend God-Slaying Strike!!!"
"Die!!" the Asura God roared. The giant sword came crashing down toward Murong Huai. Its terrifying energy reduced everything around them to dust and tore through space itself. It was nothing short of world-shattering.
At the sight of this, Murong Huai showed no fear. Instead, he broke into a smile. "Xiao Tian, come on!"
As soon as he spoke, Heavenly Condemnation gathered up all the divine power he had left and passed it to Murong Huai. Feeling this unimaginable force, Murong Huai marveled, "So this is the power of the God of Heavenly Punishment. It's truly terrifying."
The remaining divine power of Heavenly Condemnation flowed into his meridians. Hearing the summons in his heart, it surged wildly toward the index finger of his right hand.
Murong Huai's entire body trembled. His broken spine strained to hold him upright as he staggered to his feet. Every movement sent shattered bone jutting from his wounds, pain darkening his vision, yet his back never bent.