Asura God Descends to the Mortal Realm

"Qian Renxue, get the hell out of my way right now, or I won't be merciful!"

The scarlet in Tang San's eyes was almost solid.

Yang Wudi and Niu Gao's tragic deaths had completely ignited his fury, and the Asura God Power within him erupted in an instant.

Blood-red armor covered his entire body, while a crimson Asura Sword materialized out of thin air.

A chilling aura of slaughter coiled around the blade, and even the surrounding air seemed to congeal beneath that extreme killing intent.

The space around him warped slightly as terrifying god-level pressure spread outward, cracking the ground with fine fissures.

"I was wary of your Asura God form before, but I'm not afraid now!"

"If you dare make a move, Grandpa Golden Crocodile will attack Tang Hao directly!"

Qian Renxue hovered in the air, a cold smile of absolute confidence on her face.

"Tang San, you don't want Tang Hao to be killed by me, do you?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward, his voice heavy with menace.

"You..."

Tang San trembled with rage.

He wanted nothing more than to swing his sword and cut down the two people threatening him, but Tang Hao's safety left him unable to act freely.

Rage, humiliation, helplessness.

All kinds of emotions tangled together, nearly swallowing Tang San's reason whole.

Yet he could only force himself to suppress his anger!

At that moment of deadlock, two urgent voices almost simultaneously tore through the sky.

One carried anxiety; the other, stern majesty.

"Retreat! Those people in the God Realm have noticed!"

It was a cool female voice coming from the Heavenly Screen.

"How dare outsiders disrupt the order! Your crime warrants extermination! Asura Judgment!"

The voice seemed to come from ancient eternity, carrying the pressure of divine punishment.

Everyone was startled and