Toji raised his hand and casually wiped away the golden blood droplets that had splattered on his chin. He twirled his fingers, feeling the sacred energy contained within, which was like a tonic to him. The corners of his mouth grinned even more ferociously, revealing a wild beast's triumphant and provocative smile after successfully hunting its prey.
The smoke and dust completely dissipated.
In the center of the battlefield, a strange vacuum zone had formed.
On one side was Huo Yuhao, clutching his chest, his face pale and solemn as if facing a formidable enemy, and on the other side was Tang Wutong, holding the Golden Dragon Spear, her beautiful eyes brimming with murderous intent.
On the other side was Toji the Tyrant Heavenly Tyrant, carrying a murderous knife, bathed in gold, and resembling a demon god crawling out of a pool of blood from hell.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the smell of gunpowder, the stench of blood, and the silent, suffocating, terrifying pressure that permeated the air.
"Oh..."
Toji's low laughter broke the deathly silence. He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound from his knuckles. His gaze, like a tangible blade, grazed Huo Yuhao's pale face before finally settling on the emerald green dagger that had pierced his chest.
Huo Yuhao's pupils suddenly contracted.
No wonder.
You can tell just by looking at the man in front of you.
He's incredibly strong!
As the spectators on both sides witnessed the ferocious blade light of the Soul Liberation Blade tearing apart the golden dragon, and when Toji demon god's figure, carrying the demon blade and bathed in gold, clearly appeared on the smoke-filled battlefield, the entire Subduing Dragon Plain fell into a momentary deathly silence.
Immediately following, two completely opposite emotions erupted like a volcano.
After a brief, unbelievable moment of stunned silence, a wave of ecstatic jubilation swept through the remaining forces of the Sun Moon Sun Moon Empire like a tsunami.
"Are they... one of ours?"
"He severely injured Huo Yuhao, with just one strike, just one strike!"
"My God, who is that? He actually withstood the Golden Dragon Spear and survived!"
"Who cares who he is! He's on our side! He injured that monster Huo Yuhao!"
The Sun Moon soldiers, who had been overwhelmed and on the verge of morale collapse by the combined forces of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong, were like drowning people grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood. Their eyes burst with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster and an almost frenzied worship.
They didn't recognize Toji, nor did they know where this man, who resembled a ferocious humanoid Ferocious Beast, came from. But they witnessed firsthand the unpredictable sneak attack, the emerald green dagger that pierced Huo Yuhao's chest, and the terrifying power that tore the golden dragon apart.
This is enough to prove that he stands on the side of the Sun Moon Empire.
They came to fight against that almost invincible divine couple.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
" The Sun Moon will surely prevail! Your Majesty is mighty!"
"Crush the Star Luo Empire!"
The deafening roars and the clanging of weapons against shields instantly drowned out the cheers that had just begun to rise in the Star Luo Empire.
The once-forced-back steel torrent seemed to be injected with a violent stimulant, and the stalled offensive began to stir again. The remaining Soul Cannon all changed direction, their energy beams flashing wildly, locking onto the Star Luo Empire army outside the vacuum zone.
They seemed to see a glimmer of hope for a desperate counterattack and a chance to turn defeat into victory! The appearance of this mysterious powerhouse instantly rekindled their almost extinguished fighting spirit.
In stark contrast, the air above the Star Luo Empire's army was thick with a suffocating sense of oppression and panic.
"Is Imperial Preceptor Huo injured?!"
"How is that possible?! That's none other than Master Huo, whom even Limit Douluo couldn't easily harm!"
"Who exactly is that monster? How could he even bypass Lord Huo's Spiritual Detection?"
"Is he the Heavenly Tyrant? The legendary one...?"
Just moments ago, the taxi driver's spirits were boiling over because Huo Yuhao forced back the Sun Moon Army and Tang Wutong killed the attackers with a single blow. Now, it was as if ice water had been poured over him, and he instantly plummeted to the bottom.
Their near-invincible leader, the hope of the empire, was unexpectedly ambushed and severely wounded in a single encounter.
Although Huo Yuhao was still standing, the emerald green blade tip protruding from his chest and his pale face struck the hearts of every Star Luo Empire like a heavy hammer.
The myth of invincibility seems to have been ripped open by that man carrying a murderous knife, covered in blood, in the coldest way.
Panic spread like a plague. The soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, their palms sweating, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at the demonic figure in the center of the battlefield.
Marshal Dai Hao's face was so dark it could drip water; he understood better than the ordinary soldiers what that brief exchange meant.
It was a clash between an assassination art that transcended common sense and absolute defense.
Huo Yuhao has encountered an unprecedentedly formidable enemy.
The heart of the battlefield, a vacuum zone.
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the surging bloody smell and the oppressive feeling of Qi and Blood pressure in his lungs.
He looked firmly at Tang Wutong beside him, who was still full of murderous intent and ready to strike again at any moment.
" Wutong," his voice was weak but unusually clear, "He left it to me. He told me to deal with it all by myself."
"No!" Tang Wutong retorted without hesitation, her pink-blue eyes filled with anxiety and determination. "We are one, and besides, you're injured... and he's the invincible Heavenly Tyrant! It's too dangerous for you to be alone!"
The Golden Dragon Spear in her hand hummed, pointing at Toji, ready to unleash another thunderous strike at any moment.
Huo Yuhao instead managed a relaxed smile. Although his face was still pale, the confidence in his eyes had been rekindled, even brighter and sharper than before.
" Wutong, believe me."
He gently patted Tang Wutong's hand, which was tightly gripping the dragon spear.
"This battle is one I must face alone. It is a trial, and also a crucial step towards ascending to the Divine Realm! I was indeed careless with that last strike, but I was not completely unprepared."
He pointed to the penetrating wound on his chest that was being slowly repaired by the power of the Gold of Life, his tone carrying a knowing understanding that saw through the essence of things.
"I sensed the danger beforehand and moved his heart. He only suffered minor injuries, as his internal organs were shaken by the impact of the Bloodline Power. His physical body is at the God Level, and so is my Spiritual Power."
His gaze passed over Tang Wutong and locked onto Toji, who stood with a sword on his shoulder and a mocking smile on his lips, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.
"A clash of pure strength and skill—this is the opponent I've been waiting for. Let me meet him and see if this body, hailed as a god-slayer, can withstand my God Level Spiritual Power!"
Tang Wutong looked at the undeniable confidence and almost burning fighting spirit in Huo Yuhao's eyes and bit her lower lip tightly.
She could feel the vast, star-like Spiritual Power within Huo Yuhao's body condensing and surging in an unprecedented way—a powerful will to seek breakthroughs and prove himself.
She understood that this was not just a battle, but a hurdle that Huo Yuhao had to overcome on his path.