Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Xishui's madness with mockery. "Ye Xishui, you have lost all conscience and slaughtered countless living beings, yet you were able to break through to the godly realm."
"Why are you so shaken when it comes to me?"
Ye Xishui's face turned cold as water upon hearing this, but she quickly regained her calm. "Qian Daoliu, we stand on different sides. There is no point in saying more."
"Then let me see whether you, a godly angel, are stronger, or whether I, a godly Blood God, am superior."
With that, Ye Xishui transformed into her true Blood God form and charged at Qian Daoliu.
An endless sea of blood surged and gathered in her wake. For a moment, Ye Xishui's aura reached an unprecedented height.
Qian Daoliu did not choose to meet her head-on.
His gaze remained indifferent as golden holy light shot into the sky around him. The origin of his soul connected with the will of the entire Douluo Plane, and the vast, weighty power of the plane converged upon him.
Amid the flowing golden light, a pure white holy sword engraved with Holy Angel patterns slowly took shape beyond the sea of blood.
Rather than facing the charging Ye Xishui directly, he lightly swept his arm. Carrying the crushing power of the plane, the holy sword slashed through the air toward the Abyss passage behind her.
A dazzling golden ray tore through the crimson waves and severed the passage's connection with a thunderous strike. Ye Xishui's link to the origin of the Abyss Plane was instantly cut off.
"No!" As the holy sword descended, the Abyss Plane passage completely collapsed. Roars continued to echo from within. "Damn angel soul master! I will return!"
The sea of blood abruptly shrank. Her skyrocketing aura suddenly