"Sizzle!"
Like the toughest black curtain being sliced open by the sharpest blade.
The Descent of Eternal Night enveloped the heavens and earth and was deep and without light, was cleaved in two by this dark red blade mark.
A massive rift, piercing the heavens and the earth, appeared in the dark Heavenly Curtain.
The cold, bright moonlight poured down from the crack, instantly illuminating the bloody battlefield below.
The massive body of the Dark Holy Dragon was clearly visible in the moonlight. Its Abyssal Rift Soul Skill, which was about to bite down, was forcibly interrupted by the slash that severed the celestial phenomenon, and its energy dissipated.
"What?"
The Dark Holy Dragon that Long Xiaoyao had transformed into let out a horrified roar.
His prized Sixth Soul Skill, capable of altering the course of the heavens, was shattered by a single strike from his opponent?
And at that very moment, Long Xiaoyao's mind was trembling violently.
Toji suddenly, he stomped down.
The ground beneath their feet, reinforced with special alloys and soul-guiding arrays, collapsed and cracked instantly, as if struck by a meteorite.
A huge hole with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly formed.
The rubble shot out like cannonballs.
Using the force of that step, Toji's figure vanished as if by Teleportation. When he reappeared, he had already torn through space, carrying an unparalleled ferocity, and charged fiercely towards the head of the giant Dark Holy Dragon.
Its speed was so great that it exceeded the range of visual perception.
"Roar!!!"
Long Xiaoyao was filled with shock and anger. The enormous dragon body bestowed upon him by his Martial Soul Avatar brought him power, but also a relative slowdown.
Faced with this sudden attack, he could only instinctively unleash his terrifying dragon claws, covered in the hardest dragon scales and burning with black flames, with the power to tear through space, and slam them down hard at the charging Toji.
An attempt to use offense as a form of defense.
However, that dark red blade light was faster, more ruthless, and more deadly than the dragon claw!
The blade flashed like a crimson lightning bolt in the dark night, slicing with unparalleled precision across the joint of the Dark Holy Dragon's foreleg as it slammed down!
The incredibly tough dark dragon scales were easily sliced through by that indestructible blade, like a hot knife through butter.
A massive, deep wound, exposing the bone, appeared instantly.
Scalding hot dragon blood, imbued with a dense aura of darkness, gushed out like a fountain.
The lingering dark red blade energy at the edge of the wound, like a maggot clinging to the bone, frantically eroded the dragon blood and scales, preventing the wound from healing.
"Aww!"
Long Xiaoyao let out a dragon roar that was twisted with pain.
The excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone and the corrosive power of the blade energy caused his massive dragon body to tremble violently.
When injured in the Martial Soul Avatar state, the pain transmitted to the physical body is far beyond imagination.
" Toji!" The Blood Soul Demon Puppet that Ye Xishui had transformed into witnessed Long Xiaoyao's injury and let out a shrill, resentful shriek.
She went completely mad. Her Eighth Soul Ring, that deep, blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, erupted with a terrifying light that pierced the sky.
Eighth Soul Skill: Boundless Sea of Blood!
Centered on the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, a boundless Blood Sea Domain of vengeful spirits, suddenly unfolded.
Its diameter instantly covered 300 meters, completely engulfing the ruins of the entire Golden Palace and even parts of the surrounding plaza.
A sea of blood churned, and the stench of blood filled the air!
The powerful force of the domain relentlessly suppressed, eroded, and corrupted everything within it.
Being in it is like being in the blood river of the Netherworld, where the flow of Soul Power is sluggish, the Qi and Blood are restless, and the spirit is attacked by endless resentment.
In the center of this churning sea of blood, above the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, space itself was violently distorted.
A colossal, grotesque tower, constructed from countless skeletons and twisted metal, slowly emerged.
The tower was shrouded in a foul, bloody light, and a gigantic, pale skull, seemingly compressed from countless tormented souls, hung from its spire.
Two eerie green flames burned in the skull's eye sockets.
Death God Soul Guidance Tower!
At this moment, the huge skull at the top of the tower slowly turned, and the two eerie green flames in its eye sockets, like the eyes of a venomous snake locking onto its prey, instantly focused on Toji, who had just wounded Long Xiaoyao in the sea of blood.
A chilling, deathly aura, seemingly capable of freezing the soul and robbing life, Entanglement Toji tightly like invisible shackles.
Ye Xishui's frantic voice echoed through the sea of blood, filled with hysterical greed:
"Your Qi and Blood, your power, will all be the foundation upon which I ascend to godhood; become a sacrifice to the Death God Tower!!"
The Death God Soul Guidance Tower began to emit a low hum, and foul blood light gathered wildly. From the mouth of the skull at the top of the tower, a point of Destruction, pale light was rapidly condensing.
That was a deathly light powerful enough to slay gods and demons.
Long Xiaoyao's painful roar still echoed in the sea of blood, and the gushing dragon blood, like a dark red stream, stained the sea of blood beneath him even deeper.
Ye Xishui, transformed into Blood Soul Demon Puppet, witnessed this scene, madness and greed instantly overwhelmed all other emotions in her scarlet eyes. Even... a trace of heartache for her companion seemed so fleeting and insignificant.
"Useless! All of you are useless!" Ye Xishui's shrill voice was filled with extreme resentment and a desperate, mad rage. "To become the stepping stones for my ascension to godhood is the glory of you ants! Blood Sacrifice of All Spirits, begin!"
The last and most profound Ninth Soul Ring on her body, which seemed to condense an endless sea of blood and the wails of vengeful spirits, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented, eerie light that could freeze one's soul.
An irresistible and terrifying suction force, centered on Ye Xishui, instantly enveloped all the remaining Holy Spirit Cult Titled Douluo within the Blood Sea Domain.
These powerful members of the Holy Spirit Cult, who were horrified by Long Xiaoyao's injury just a moment ago, suddenly felt their entire being—flesh and blood, Soul Power, and the very essence of their soul—become...
They were all forcibly stripped away and seized by a supreme Evil will.
"No!"
"Spare your life! Lord Ye Xishui!!"
"Aaaaaah! My body! My soul!!"
A piercing, desperate, and unbelievable scream instantly filled the entire sea of blood.
The dozen or so Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, no matter how ferocious and powerful they had been before, were now like insects stuck in a spider web, utterly powerless to resist.
Their bodies twisted, swelled, and deformed violently in the bloody light, like balloons being blown up.
A series of chilling explosions rang out.
The bodies of more than a dozen Titled Douluo, along with their Martial Soul and Soul Ring, were forcibly refined by the terrifying power of Ye Xishui's Ninth Soul Skill.
It transformed into the purest, most concentrated, yet also the most filthy Evil torrent of flesh and soul energy.
This torrent, like a dozen dark red, viscous rivers of blood, carrying countless twisted and struggling soul remnants and mournful howls, was greedily and frantically absorbed and devoured by the Death God Soul Guidance Tower suspended above the Blood Crystal Phoenix.
The Death God Soul Guidance Tower trembled violently.
The foul, bloody light flowing across the tower instantly intensified, as if it were about to burst into flames.
The enormous, pale skull at the top of the tower had its eerie green flames surging from its eye sockets, resembling two blazing ghostly suns.
An aura of death and Destruction, ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than before, swept out like a cosmic cold wave.
The entire Blood Sea Domain was boiling and roaring, and the space itself groaned under the unbearable pressure.
The remaining buildings within the palace, under the lingering effects of this aura, silently crumbled into dust like sandcastles! The earth cracked and sank.
Within a radius of several thousand meters, apart from this sea of blood and the Death God Tower at its center, everything else has vanished.
The entire palace had long been razed to the ground in their earth-shattering battle.