The King of Slaughter's entire body suddenly shuddered, unleashing a surge of tremendous power. Caught off guard, Tang San was knocked to the ground. Without the support of soul power, the Saint Origin Grass's output of sacred power plummeted, greatly weakening its effect on the King of Slaughter.
Seeing this, Tang Xuan flashed over to the Saint Origin Grass and poured his soul power into it, continuing to drive its release of sacred power. Tang San leaped back up and did the same. With both of them fueling it, vast amounts of sacred power flooded into the King of Slaughter's body.
The King of Slaughter roared in agony. The demonic markings on his face and the blood-red color in his eyes began to fade slightly. The Asura Demon Sword in his hand rapidly shifted form, resembling a hammer one moment and a sword the next.
The harder the King of Slaughter struggled in pain, the more fiercely he battered against the force suppressing him. Tang Hao increased his output, pressing the Clear Sky Hammer down.
With a thought, Tang Xuan increased his output of spiritual power. The God-Demon Phantom pressed down with both palms, reinforcing the Clear Sky Hammer. The Thunder Chains binding the King of Slaughter tightened further, releasing bolts of lightning that struck his body.
The King of Slaughter let out an agonized roar, snapped the chains binding him, and slashed with the Asura Demon Sword clenched in his hand. That single strike repelled Tang Hao's Great Sumeru Hammer, shattered Tang Xuan's God-Demon Phantom, and sent Tang Xuan and Tang San flying.
Tang Xuan and Tang San slid to the ground. Tang Xuan looked at the King of Slaughter. That strike just now was divine power!
The Saint Origin Grass still floated before the King of Slaughter. Although