Like hell I'd believe you!
Ren Tao cursed furiously. What good intentions could the Asura Sword possibly have, offering its help at a time like this?
Even if you mean well, I won't accept favors from you, Asura God. A person needs at least some self-respect and principles.
Until he had fully refined the Asura Sword, he would never use its power. That was the rule Ren Tao had set for himself.
Besides, he had not yet reached the end of the road, where the mountains closed in and the rivers ran dry.
Who said a Million-Year Soul Bone could only be absorbed?
Using it as a shield worked beautifully, too!
Even ordinary soul bones were difficult to destroy, let alone a Million-Year Soul Bone containing a trace of divine power.
With a thought, Ren Tao summoned the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's torso bone. Concealed within the fierce blaze, it revealed only a faint flicker of purple.
The next instant, the tip of the Angel Holy Sword struck the Million-Year Soul Bone.
Purple light flared. The force of the blow slammed into Ren Tao's body, knocking him clear of the fireball in one stroke. Like a golden cicada shedding its shell, he flew into the distance.
He crossed several thousand meters, leaving sparks and the ashes of his burning body scattered behind him.
Then, through the perception granted by angelic power, Qian Daoliu saw Ren Tao-now nothing but a head shrouded in the purple soul bone-suddenly perform a Spatial Jump and vanish from his senses.
There was a thump, seemingly accompanied by the sound of water rebounding. After that, no further image or sound appeared.
"He escaped?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled as he asked. The battle had been unimaginably hair-raising, completely overturning their understanding of combat between Peerless Douluos.