Three years later.
The sky was as gloomy as doomsday.
Tang San had ascended to godhood through the divine trials, attaining dual godhood.
The moment he emerged from seclusion, he summoned Dai Mubai and Oscar and headed to Spirit City for revenge.
Below Spirit City, Dai Mubai's face was ashen. The God of Strength's divine power circulated within him, carrying the humiliation of having been forcibly branded upon him.
Oscar's eyes were even more hollow. The God of Food's authority had been bestowed upon him against his will, bringing him no joy.
A vicious grin curled Tang San's lips, and his voice was cold enough to pierce bone:
"Qian Renxue! Get out here and die! Today is the day the Spirit Hall Empire falls!"
Behind him, Dai Mubai and Oscar were forced to step forward. Their divine power surged involuntarily, sending oppressive might crashing toward Spirit City.
Within the city, countless Soul Masters and civilians trembled beneath that terrifying pressure, like ants.
A brilliant golden light shot into the sky from the Papal Hall.
Qian Renxue appeared, her six wings spreading as her sacred radiance carved out a sanctuary.
She gazed coldly at the three figures in the air, her eyes filled with resolve.
"Tang San, you've fallen into evil!"
Qian Renxue's voice rang throughout heaven and earth with divine majesty.
"You won't have your way today!"
The instant her words fell, thousands of enormous Soul Cannons already positioned on the ground swiveled in unison.
Their chilling muzzles glimmered with violent energy as they aimed at the three gods high above.
On the city wall, the commanding general raised his signal flag and roared:
"All forces, heed my command! Divine-level threat! Overload charging to the limit! Lock onto the three gods!"
"Fire-!!!"
Humm-BOOM!!!
Deafening explosions resounded throughout the world.
Thousands