Qian Daoliu was jolted three great steps backward. The web of his sword hand split open, and blood trickled down the hilt, but his eyes blazed with fanatical battle lust.
Gu Yuena, facing him, was injured far more severely.
The Silver Dragon Spear flew from her grasp and embedded itself at an angle among the rocks dozens of meters away.
Several patches of the fine dragon scales across her chest shattered. She spat out mouthful after mouthful of seven-colored blood, staggering back seven or eight steps before barely steadying herself. Her aura was in complete disarray.
The energy the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had poured into her was utterly exhausted under the four deities' relentless, successive attacks.
Qian Renxue landed on level ground, her holy sword lowered;
Golden Crocodile Douluo wiped the blood from his mouth and hoisted the trident back onto his shoulder;
Bibi Dong smoothed the creases in her battle skirt, coldly tracking Gu Yuena's every movement;
Qian Daoliu advanced half a step with his sword, cutting off every last avenue of retreat.
On the rocky shore, the Silver Dragon Spear embedded in the rubble trembled faintly, ripples of silver light spreading along its shaft.
Gu Yuena clutched her chest, panting as she swallowed the sickly sweetness rising in her throat.
Her once-majestic, deep-purple dragon eyes now stared fixedly at the four figures before her, each bearing a different divine power. Beyond the hatred in her eyes lay a chill that seeped into her very marrow.
Asura, Angel, Rakshasa, Sea God.
All were renowned Godhoods of the Divine Realm!
Even the Asura Divine Sword that had cleaved the Dragon God in two all those years ago was truly, unmistakably held in that white-haired old man's hand!
"Hundreds of thousands of years..."
Gu Yuena clenched her bloodstained teeth. With