"You want to trade a few blows with me?"
The Asura God was utterly enraged. The dark-red divine sense surrounding the King of Slaughter surged wildly, forcibly drawing upon Tang Chen's soul power at his peak. Even the surrounding space warped into ripples, and the stench of blood spread as though it had taken tangible form.
"Don't think a mortal Quasi-God like you can do whatever he pleases! The power of a god is beyond your imagination!"
"That was precisely my intention."
Fierce battle intent curled at the corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth. The Holy Sword in his hand blazed with light, and an Angel God Avatar tens of thousands of feet tall appeared behind him. Six pairs of golden wings spread like a barrier blotting out the sky, their sacred radiance almost piercing the clouds. He raised his left hand, and the phantom of the Chaos Bell slowly emerged. Ancient runes covering its body shimmered with black-and-yellow halos, exuding a weighty aura capable of suppressing all things.
"I've long wanted to see just how much weight the Asura God can throw around-and whether your reputation is all smoke and no fire!"
"Insolent!"
The Asura God roared in fury, controlling the King of Slaughter to jerk his hand upward. Dark-red soul power condensed in his palm into an Asura Demon Sword more than ten feet long. Twisted slaughter runes covered its blade, every one radiating an aura of destruction.
"Take this-Asura Blood Slash!"
With a shrill whistle that tore through the heavens and nearly shattered eardrums, the demon sword slashed toward Qian Daoliu.
Wherever it passed, ravines dozens of feet deep ripped through the ground, sending shattered stones flying, while the sky turned an eerie blood-red. The surrounding Spirit Hall knights went deathly pale and circulated their soul power to