Sword light crashed into the Rakshasa scythe.
Golden and purple-black energy tore savagely at each other above the Training Ground, their shock waves blasting apart every stone slab within three hundred zhang.
Qian Renxue slid backward under the force of that quasi-divine power.
Level ninety-nine against level ninety-nine-she should not have been at a disadvantage.
But the quasi-divine power Bibi Dong had gained by burning her blood essence forcibly overwhelmed her in their contest of raw strength.
The purple-black scythe blade of light, hundreds of meters long, not only cleaved through her self-created Angel Asura but also left a bone-deep wound on her shoulder.
The enormous scythe blade that the quasi-divine Bibi Dong had condensed from Rakshasa Divine Power could be called a true divine skill.
Qian Renxue spat out a mouthful of golden blood, with a trace of evil intent lingering inside her.
Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power was like a festering sore clinging to the bone. Once it burrowed into her meridians, it refused to leave, corroding her Angel Soul Power little by little.
In fact, the Rakshasa God's divine power exerted tremendous pressure on most deities, and the evil intent it contained was even more terrifying than the assimilating power within Angel Divine Power.
Even the slightest contamination required immense spiritual power or divine sense to dispel.
"Evil God..." Qian Renxue's voice trembled as she gritted her teeth. "Don't take over. I can still fight!"
Cheng Ran fell silent inside the Soul Tool for a moment.
He could feel the flames in Qian Renxue's heart-stubborn, unyielding.
"All right," Cheng Ran said calmly.
With a thought from Qian Renxue, her eighth Soul Ring lit up.
Holy Light Illumination!
Light exploded from within her. A platinum halo swept across the entire Training Ground, temporarily holding back the corrosion of