Divine Sense Wears Away, One Last Chance, the Plane Master Appears

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"Die, you God King!"

Tang San's indifferent eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the phantom behind him, carrying supreme pressure, slammed down towards the Underworld Emperor in an instant.

Meanwhile, the Underworld Emperor's Underworld King Sword broke through the Divine Power shield constructed by Tang San, carrying endless Underworld aura, and stabbed straight towards Tang San's heart.

Once pierced by Underworld King Sword, all living beings will be automatically transformed into undead and returned to the Underworld Emperor's Underworld Reincarnation Domain.

At this critical moment, a flash of azure light appeared at Tang Wulin's heart, and a phantom azure dome materialized, seemingly containing the essence of the universe.

The instant this phantom appeared, within the treasure vault of the Sea God Pavilion, thousands of miles away, a protective shield, shimmering with a wondrous, crystal-like light, flickered slightly...

"Bite!"

The Underworld King Sword emitted a soft hum the instant it collided with the azure protective phantom. The next moment, a vast aura burst forth from the shield. The Underworld King Sword seemed to touch liquid, initially propelling forward before being strangely repelled.

"This is also a divine artifact?!" A hint of surprise flashed in the Underworld Emperor's eyes, but he immediately denied it, "No, this is actually a phantom of a divine artifact!"

However, at this moment, the palm of the phantom behind Tang San had already landed on the head of the Underworld Emperor, and the surrounding space spread out with pitch-black voids, as if the sky were collapsing, and an unparalleled pressure suddenly Advent.

"A feast of death! Sharing life! Transforming the infinite!"

The Underworld Emperor gritted his teeth. This aura had already locked onto him, and he had nowhere to avoid it but to withstand it.

As the Underworld Emperor's voice rang out, the surrounding gray domain spread once more. However, within the originally withered Underworld Reincarnation Domain, a strange glimmer of life appeared amidst the grayness. This was none other than the Underworld Reincarnation Domain's evolutionary Death Feast Domain.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Immediately following, a tremendous roar resounded, like the sound of war drums, and huge gray doors opened in the surrounding space, accompanied by muffled thuds and footsteps.

The next instant, the doors opened, and twelve Death Knight emerged from them. Each of them was clad in heavy, dark armor that covered their entire bodies, revealing only their eyes, which were dark blue. They carried shields in their left hands and greatswords in their right.

Each Death Knight was about four meters tall, and what was even more shocking was that the aura emanating from each of them was that of Super Douluo!

Furthermore, each Death Knight was surrounded by a unique aura characteristic of the Three-Word Battle Armor.

"The Emperor's destiny is the guide for all souls, and death is the final destination for all living beings!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The twelve Death Knight, their faces solemn, spoke in unison, their greatswords striking their shields. Gray, transparent dotted lines pierced through their hearts, connecting directly to the Underworld Emperor.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, as if the Underworld Emperor had foreseen it all along.

These twelve Death Knight were originally the twelve weak skeletons that were born with him. Through countless devouring and evolutions, they have come to be what they are now.

"This emperor will never yield!"

Underworld Emperor's expression hardened, and with the support of the twelve Death Knight, his aura surged once more. He fiercely thrust the Underworld King Sword in his hand toward the giant hand above his head.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar resounded as the palm pressed down. The Underworld King Sword could only withstand the force for less than a breath before being sent flying, and the giant palm crashed down on the Underworld Emperor.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The Battle Armor trembled, the bones creaked with a teeth-grinding sound, the Underworld Emperor's face turned red, and everything within his body seemed to be annihilated.

"There is a difference between gods and mortals; it seems the Underworld Emperor is destined to lose."

In the shadows, Jiang Xiu watched this scene intently, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Only by becoming a god himself could he fight against a god.

Just then, a beautiful figure appeared before him, none other than the Dark Bell, who had imprisoned everything.

"If I had the choice again, I would never take this mission. The outside world is too terrifying. I want to go back to the Holy Cult."

The Dark Bell spun continuously, and fear flashed in its dark red eyes.

"Sister, it's been a long time!"

Suddenly, a voice shrouded in shadow entered the Dark Bell's Dark Bell, startling it.

She recognized the voice; wasn't it the voice of the boy she had encountered before getting on the bus?

How did he end up here?

The moment the Dark Bell had a question in its mind, it was pulled by a powerful hand and vanished from its spot, entering a dark realm.

"Waaah!" Dark Bell's mouth was covered, and her delicate body struggled incessantly.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound rang out. Looking at the Dark Bell, which was harder to press than a pig during the Lunar New Year, Jiang Xiu showed no mercy and slapped it down, immediately stopping the Dark Bell.

"Don't speak if you don't want to die."

Jiang Xiu slowly released the Dark Bell's mouth and said in a low voice. At this moment, he was already Possession the Shadow Monarch, exuding a unique majesty, and his Blood Pupil radiated a cold light.

"Hmm..."

Feeling the burning sensation on her body, Dark Bell's heart trembled. A hint of shame and anger flashed in her dark red eyes. In the past, she was the one who killed others, but now she was beaten by a boy who was weaker than her!

But Dark Bell gazed at Jiang Xiu's cold eyes and imposing aura, a strange, peculiar light flickered in her dark red eyes, as if she were experiencing a peculiar kind of enjoyment...

"Now that Tang San has used up his chance to attack, it's your turn, Ant Emperor."

Jiang Xiu didn't notice Dark Bell's expression. He had saved Dark Bell to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult, but he had more important things to do at the moment.

"Yes the Master."

The towering figure of the Ant Emperor appeared beside Jiang Xiu and said solemnly, his eyes filled with determination. "Anyway, I've died before. At worst, I'll be resurrected and be a hero again!"

Seeing that the titled Titled Douluo powerhouse who had previously fought her was now treating Jiang Xiu with utmost respect, Dark Bell's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment once more.

"Little brother, you're so amazing! You're not afraid at all hiding here..."

"Say another word, and I'll hit you again."

Looking at the imprisoned Dark Bell, Jiang Xiu slightly raised his slender hand.

"Sister, just don't tell me..."

Dark Bell twitched her head slightly, her delicate body recoiling slightly, while her throat bobbed gently.

At this moment, the Underworld Emperor could no longer bear it. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura suddenly weakened, and he was sent flying backward with a thud.

The twelve Death Knight collapsed and exploded in an instant, turning into wisps of gray light and disappearing into space.

"Hmph! Not only did you waste one of my opportunities to attack, but you also missed out on a chance to use the Vast Sea Universe... You deserve to die."

Tang San coldly glanced at the dying Underworld Emperor, snorted, and then raised the Golden Trident in his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow to the Underworld Emperor.

In the shadows, Jiang Jue and the Ant Emperor were poised to strike. Tang San's final blow meant that his chance to attack had been completely exhausted.

Then the Ant Emperor can strike again, eliminating Tang San's next chance to attack.

"Whoosh!"

The Golden Trident suddenly flew out, carrying Divine Power, and pierced towards the head of the Underworld Emperor. The Underworld Emperor's life was already in imminent danger, but at this moment, all the gates of life seemed to have been closed to him.

But just before the Golden Trident struck the Underworld Emperor's head, an extreme gray light appeared. A mysterious gray crystal appeared between the Underworld Emperor's brows, rippled with gray light, and actually froze the Golden Trident in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a gray phantom emerged from the crystal. It looked like an old man, with eyes full of despair. But the moment it appeared, the surrounding world seemed to throb with joy, as if returning to the embrace of a father.

The figure first glanced intently at a certain spot, then fixed his gaze on Tang San, a barely concealed hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Tang San, ten thousand years ago you stole the destiny of my Douluo Continent and even allowed your father Tang Hao, to seize the position of the Plane Spirit."

"It's time for us to settle the score!"