"Qian Daoliu, die!"
"I'll use the lives of everyone in your Spirit Hall as funeral offerings for our Clear Sky Sect!"
Bloody tears streamed from Tang Chen's eyes. The Asura Demon Sword in his hand grew ever more ferocious, its murderous aura merging with the viciousness in his heart to become sword energy capable of slaughtering heaven and earth.
He had only completed the Eighth Trial of the Asura Nine Trials because the Asura God had cheated for him.
But completed was completed. Tang Chen now had one foot in the divine realm. Apart from reaching level one hundred and becoming a god, he already possessed Asura Divine Power as part of his strength.
Sword energy crisscrossed the sky, filling it with bloody streaks and slicing the void until it was riddled with holes.
It was like the end of the world, enough to drive anyone to despair.
Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth and endured the attacks. Ultimately, he was only a Divine Servant. Every time he clashed with Tang Chen, he fell slightly behind.
It was not obvious yet.
But if this continued, his defeat would only be a matter of time.
Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered. He could not keep meeting Tang Chen head-on.
Tang Chen was indeed stronger than him now.
Qian Daoliu changed his approach, abandoning direct clashes in favor of mobile combat.
The six wings on his back spread wide. With a slight flap, his figure became an afterimage, and dozens of Qian Daoliu's silhouettes appeared in the sky at once.
"Tang Chen, don't think I don't know what state you're in."
"You spent years in Slaughter City. The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King corroded your body until it was practically ruined. If you really recovered, why didn't you complete the Ninth Trial of the Asura Nine Trials before coming for me?"
"You don't have that much time left..."
"But I have all the time in the world to wear you down!"
Tang Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox.
He chased Qian Daoliu's silhouettes, swinging the Asura Demon Sword with enough force to tear the heavens apart.
But if he could not hit Qian Daoliu, none of it mattered.
"Qian Daoliu, after all these years, have you become a coward who only knows how to dodge? Where's the courage you had back when you faced my Clear Sky Hammer head-on?"
Tang Chen tried to provoke Qian Daoliu.
Back then, Qian Daoliu had been known as invincible in the skies, but if provoked enough, he would rather abandon his advantage in speed and clash with Tang Chen head-on.
This time, however, Qian Daoliu had made up his mind.
He would keep moving and fighting, never meeting him head-on.
"Tang Chen, speed is my advantage, and strength is yours. Why should I give up my advantage to clash head-on with yours?"
Seeing that Qian Daoliu would not take the bait, Tang Chen's eyes flickered. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Bibi Dong amid the ruins of the Papal Hall.
"Qian Daoliu, you can dodge, but can your Spirit Hall's Pope?"
"That's Bibi Dong, isn't it? Your grand-disciple. You'd be heartbroken if she died, wouldn't you?"
The moment those words fell!
Tang Hao turned into a bloody streak and flew toward Bibi Dong in the ruins.
His savage aura churned into a storm that swept in every direction.
Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically, and she unleashed a torrent of curses at Tang Chen. "Tang Chen, have you no shame? You can't kill Qian Daoliu, so you come to kill me instead? Where's your pride as a supreme expert?"
Facing Tang Chen, Bibi Dong felt an overwhelming sense of danger.
She activated Martial Soul Possession with her Death Spider Emperor and immediately unleashed her eighth soul skill, Spider Emperor Clone.
She created a clone identical to her true body.
The clone then deployed Thorn Spider Armor and Thousand Blades, Ten Thousand Shields, blocking the bloody streak's path.
How could a mere clone possibly stop Tang Chen as he was now?
A sharp crack rang out.
With just one slash, Tang Chen cleaved the Spider Emperor Clone in two, splitting it straight down the middle.
The peerless edge of the Asura Demon Sword was simply beyond what two defensive soul skills could withstand.
Bibi Dong felt her scalp prickle. This was the terrifying power of Tang Chen, one of the two towering peaks of the soul master world, who had also completed the first eight of the Asura Nine Trials.
In a flash, Bibi Dong activated her Death Spider Emperor left and right arm bones, transforming her slender arms into two dark bluish-black crescent scythes.
With a clang, she crossed the two scythes in front of herself and blocked the descending Asura Demon Sword.
In an instant.
Fine, spiderweb-like cracks appeared across the two scythes.
Even soul bones from a hundred-thousand-year soul beast could not withstand the edge of the Asura Demon Sword.
"Great Enshrined, save me!"
"Are you really going to watch Tang Chen kill me?"
Bibi Dong screamed in terror until her voice was hoarse.
Then the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings spread from her back. She twisted and darted away, swiftly retreating a hundred meters.
She looked at the cracked scythes formed from her Death Spider Emperor left and right arm bones.
Bibi Dong wanted to cry, but had no tears left!
How could she, the Rakshasa God's successor, be so miserable?
The Asura God's successor could already wield the Asura Demon Sword.
She had not even caught a glimpse of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"Death Spider Emperor Restraint!"
Seeing Tang Chen swing his sword at her again, Bibi Dong was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly unleashed Death Spider Web Restraint.
She knew an attack like this would have no effect on Tang Chen.
She only wanted to slow his movements for a moment.
High in the sky!
Watching this unfold, Qian Daoliu did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Tang Chen thought he could threaten him by hunting down Bibi Dong.
It seemed Tang Chen truly knew nothing about what had happened over the past few decades.
Bibi Dong had devoured his own son. If she had not been Qian Renxue's mother, and if Qian Daoliu had not wanted to leave Qian Renxue with psychological scars, he would have killed Bibi Dong long ago.
At that moment, Qian Daoliu could not help thinking.
If Bibi Dong dies at Tang Chen's hands, that might actually be a good thing. If Xiao Xue wants someone to hate, she can hate Tang Chen.
That won't leave any psychological scars on her, much less create an inner demon when she inherits the Angel Godhood.
The other six enshrined quickly gathered around him.
Watching Bibi Dong flee in disarray under Tang Chen's pursuit, Golden Crocodile said with a mocking expression:
"Great Enshrined, let's not rush to intervene. If Bibi Dong dies, we can avenge her afterward."
Qian Daoliu chuckled.
"I was thinking exactly the same thing. Tang Chen kills Bibi Dong, then we kill Tang Chen. That would truly be two blessings arriving at our door."
Qian Daoliu and the other enshrined watched from the sidelines.
Bibi Dong hated them so much she nearly ground her teeth to pieces.
Her chest heaved violently with fury as she inwardly cursed Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, and the rest until not a shred of dignity remained.
Watching Tang Chen raise his sword and slash at her again,
"Want to kill me? You don't have what it takes!"
"Left and right arm bones, explode!"
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by two earth-shaking blasts, the scythes formed from Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor left and right arm bones, already covered in cracks from the sword strikes, exploded from the inside out.
The terrifying surge of energy blasted a massive crater a hundred meters across.
Tang Chen had not yet become a god and had no divine armor protecting him.
The force of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones exploding sent even his blood and energy roiling, and an unnatural flush rose to his face.
Injured, Tang Chen glared so fiercely that the corners of his eyes threatened to split:
"Damn it!"
It was exactly as Qian Daoliu had said. His body had already collapsed. He was now an arrow at the end of its flight.
Once this battle ended, whether he won or lost, he would die.
He still wanted to visit Sea God Island after destroying Spirit Hall.
He absolutely could not die...
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