The long sword formed from the incomparably eerie Gray Mist of decay easily passed through the Blue Silver Emperor Gold Shield, heading straight for Tang San's throat.
Even the Blue Silver Emperor Gold Shield, with its invincibility effect, was utterly useless against this Gray Long Sword.
Tang San's pupils contracted. He could sense the eeriness of the Gray Mist from its presence alone. If this sword struck home, the consequences would be unthinkable.
With a thought, the incoming sword abruptly faltered, slowing somewhat as though an invisible mountain were pressing down on it.
Soul Bone Skill, Gravity Mire!
After unleashing his Soul Bone Skill, Tang San also shot backward.
Thick stalks of Blue Silver Emperor burst from the ground, hurtling toward the Rakshasa God.
However, an indescribable presence of death surrounded him. Even the Blue Silver Emperor, brimming with power of life, gradually withered as it approached, and the Rakshasa God easily cut it away.
"Life? How laughable."
A trace of mockery appeared in the Rakshasa God's eyes as he slowly said, "The entire Divine Realm fell before it, let alone the Life God King."
"Even possessing three kinds of divine power is futile!"
Suddenly, the Rakshasa God raised an eyebrow, seemingly recalling something, and a flicker of anger crossed his face.
"So it was you..."
"You destroyed my newborn physical body in Slaughter City!"
As his words fell, the Rakshasa God let out a roar of utter fury.
To master the power of this Gray Mist, he had painstakingly laid his plans, attempting to reshape his physical body, but Tang San had ruined every last one.
Sensing that familiar presence instantly filled the Rakshasa God with fury.
"Die!"
The anger in his voice could no longer be contained. Killing intent covered his hideous face as he fiercely swung the