The Final Showdown (The Great Battle Concludes, Both Ascend to Immortality.)

"No, the Grand Worships!!"

Seeing the five Grand Worships struck down just like that, Qian Daoliu felt his heart twist with agony.

"Don't be impatient, you will all go to keep them company!" Haimala stepped forward, holding the Sea God Trident, and said indifferently.

At this moment, Qian Pocheng returned to the warship with Murong Chayue. Seeing the corpses of the four Grand Worships, he was also filled with incomparable grief.

"Father, Mother!!"

Murong Fuhai saw the two of them unconscious and rushed to their side. After a quick examination, he found the situation identical to what Qian Pocheng had just detected. Bloodshot veins instantly filled Murong Fuhai's eyes.

Qian Pocheng glanced at Haimala, then at Murong Fuhai, and said:

"Fuhai..."

Hearing Qian Pocheng's words, Murong Fuhai nodded heavily, then gently laid the two down. He took a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot, and turned to ascend into the high sky. With his soul power surging throughout his body, he roared:

"Black Flame Army, form the array!!"

"Yes!!"

Hearing the order, the thirty thousand Black Flame Army soldiers immediately constructed a Three-Star Star Array. A massive surge of soul power instantly converged toward the top of Murong Fuhai's head.

"Ahhh!!!"

Murong Fuhai poured all his remaining soul power into it, then channeled the combined energy of the thirty thousand Black Flame Army soldiers and his own into Qian Pocheng's body.

Receiving this surging energy, the latter's aura rose violently, breaking directly through the limit of the ninety-ninth level.

The Angel God Mark on Qian Pocheng's brow radiated golden light. He stepped through the air, reached out, and summoned:

"Sword, come—"

Inside the Martial Soul Hall, within the Worship Hall, before the Angel God Statue, a holy sword radiating golden aura seemed to be pulled by some force. It suddenly unsheathed, flew out of the Worship Hall, streaked across the horizon, and headed toward the ocean at an unfathomable speed.

In Star Dome Valley, Murong Huai stood guard with his sword. Watching the blade streak across the sky, he murmured:

"So it has come to this. Grandfather, Grandmother, Father, you must come back..."

The Angel God's personal weapon—the Angel Holy Sword—streaked across the sky, crossed the continent, flew over the vast ocean, arrived at Sea God Island, and fell into Qian Pocheng's hand.

Qian Pocheng's aura surged violently. The Six-Winged Angel behind him transformed into a golden stream of light, attaching itself to his body.

Murong Fuhai fell from the high sky and knelt on the warship, spitting out black blood. He had just gathered all the remaining soul power of the thirty thousand Black Flame Army soldiers and injected it into Qian Pocheng, allowing him to reach the same Limit Douluo level as Haimala.

However, it would only last for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense. Once the time was up, regardless of the outcome, Qian Pocheng would surely die.

Qian Pocheng looked at Haimala and said:

"Haimala, truth be told, you and I are the sole instigators of this battle. This war is nothing more than the result of our personal grievances.

Yet it has caused the deaths of so many. I, Qian Pocheng, have no face to face the Angel God, nor the fallen soldiers of the Martial Soul Hall.

Today, let us two end these years of enmity. Let me atone for the heroes who sacrificed themselves for the Martial Soul Hall!!!"

After speaking, a massive amount of energy erupted from Qian Pocheng's body. The divine artifact—the Angel Holy Sword—emitted endless light. "Come, fight!!"

"Good, come then!!" Haimala felt a shock in his heart upon hearing Qian Pocheng's words; he, too, had been thinking the same thing. Though he appeared imposing now, only he knew that he would not live long after this battle either.

"Let this battle be our final destination!!"

As the words fell, Haimala also unleashed his current peak power.

The two flew into the high sky. The Angel Holy Sword and the Sea God Trident collided, as if the scene of the great battle between the Angel God and the Sea God from a thousand years ago had returned.

Their weapons clashed, spraying countless sparks. Their speed was incredibly fast, turning into streaks of light as they collided repeatedly in the sky; the onlookers could not even track their movements.

Neither held back in the slightest. This was the final battle of their lives; they had to give it their all.

Their methods were ruthless, and the two divine artifacts erupted with infinite power, shaking the heavens and causing ripples in space.

The Angel Holy Sword streaked through the air, its edge biting and cold. Holy sword intent ravaged the sky, venting endless sword qi.

The Sea God Trident was fierce and domineering, its power as vast as the ocean, heavy and formidable. The power of the sea was infused within it; with a casual wave, it summoned Raging Waves and ten-thousand-foot-high surges.

"Qian Pocheng, you can't hold on much longer, can you? On the ocean, I am invincible!!"

Haimala roared, the Sea God Trident in his hand erupting with even more ferocious energy as he struck at Qian Pocheng. His attacks were like afterimages, giving him no chance to counter.

The amplification on Qian Pocheng's body was gradually weakening. Once the time was up, there would be no chance to kill Haimala. Thinking of this, the Angel Holy Sword in Qian Pocheng's hand erupted with a golden beam of light. His ninth red soul ring glowed, vibrating at high speed, while the other eight rings began to crack.

"Haimala, taste this! Ninth Soul Skill, Angel Demon-Sealing Slash!!!"

"Sea Halberd Angry Eyes!!!"

The Angel Holy Sword and the Sea God Trident collided, triggering a terrifying shockwave. A blinding light bloomed, preventing anyone from opening their eyes.

The entire sea area was shrouded in golden and blue light. After a few breaths, the light gradually dissipated, and the crowd regained their vision. The clouds in the sky cleared, revealing the figures of the two men. Everyone waited with bated breath.

"Is it over?"

Thud—

A drop of golden blood fell. The crowd looked up to see that Qian Pocheng's abdomen had been completely pierced by the Sea God Trident, the shaft stained with golden blood.

"Grand Worship!!"

"Father!!"

Qian Daoliu and the others were shocked at the sight; being pierced by a divine artifact was a guaranteed death sentence. On the other side, seeing what had transpired, Bo Saixi cried out:

"Teacher!!"

Hearing this, everyone looked over to see Qian Pocheng, his body run through by the Sea God Trident, yet his right hand gripped the Angel Holy Sword, half of its blade already buried deep in the heart of Haimala opposite him.

Both were severely wounded by the divine artifacts and faced certain death, yet neither felt fear; there was only a sense of release from everything and pity for the lives sacrificed.

"Qian Pocheng, actually, I knew long ago that my sister's death was not your fault. You were powerless at the time. Although I have now slain that beast, I still could not let go of the hatred in my heart, which led me to cause so much disaster. If my sister were still here, she would likely scold me for it."

"Cough, cough... If I had made different choices back then, you and I would surely have been able to walk hand in hand to the pinnacle of the soul master world."

Haimala coughed up blood, his eyes devoid of hatred, filled instead with memories of his youth.

"Cough, cough... Haimala, our descendants will surely fulfill our wishes and step onto the pinnacle of the soul master world."

The two released their grips simultaneously, and the Sea God Trident and Angel Holy Sword flew back toward the Worship Hall and Sea God Island.

Golden and blue starlight gradually appeared around Qian Pocheng and Haimala; both knew their time had come.

Qian Pocheng slowly turned to look at the people of Martial Soul Hall, his majestic voice ringing out:

"In the name of the Grand Worship of Martial Soul Hall, I issue my final order: the position of Grand Worship shall be assumed by Pope Qian Daoliu. All matters of Martial Soul Hall shall be decided by him. No descendant of my Qian family shall ever attack Sea God Island."

"Daoliu, you must lead Martial Soul Hall to fulfill its responsibilities, maintain peace on the continent, and safeguard the safety of the people. Be diligent and dutiful."

"Father, your son understands!"

"We respectfully obey the order of the Grand Worship!!!"

"We respectfully obey the order of the Grand Worship!!!"

The members of Martial Soul Hall knelt and bowed to Qian Pocheng.

"Little Xi, your teacher came out of seclusion too late. I was not a good teacher, nor a competent High Priest. I must go and ask the Sea God for forgiveness."

"From this day forward, you are the High Priest of Sea God Island. I hope you will select a new group of Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians, lead the people of Sea God Island to protect the peace of the seas, never again incite war, and bless the subjects of my vast ocean." Haimala also turned to announce his final words.

"This disciple respectfully obeys Teacher's instructions!"

"We respectfully obey the order of the High Priest!"

"We respectfully obey the order of the High Priest!"

The people of Sea God Island also knelt and bowed to accept the command.

After finishing everything, Qian Daoliu and Haimala smiled at each other, turning into fluorescent light together and vanishing into the sea.

Everyone present knelt on one knee, bowing to the two.

"We respectfully send off the Grand Worship!!!"

"We respectfully send off the High Priest!!!"