The golden dragon claw clashed with the dark red Soul Liberation Blade several times in an instant.
Each collision unleashed a deafening roar and blinding sparks of energy.
With the ultimate burst of her Martial Soul Avatar and Dragon God Bloodline, Tang Wutong managed to keep up with Toji's speed for a short period of time and managed to hold out for several rounds.
The dragon claw tore at Toji's black T-shirt, leaving white streaks.
The sacred dragon power and the ferocious Qi and Blood collided and annihilated each other.
However, this was her limit.
The amusement in Toji's eyes deepened.
He seemed to be testing the limits of this synthetic monster, seeing if he could put more pressure on it.
Just as Tang Wutong's heavy claw, imbued with the wrath of the Dragon God, slammed towards his face, Toji's body shifted slightly to the side, defying the laws of physics, and the heavy claw grazed past his temple.
At the same time, his free left hand shot out like lightning.
It wasn't a fist, but a slap delivered with incredible speed.
"Smack--"
A crisp, resounding slap echoed across the battlefield.
The slap, imbued with terrifying force, landed squarely and hard on Tang Wutong's face, which was covered in dragon scales.
Tang Wutong cried out in pain as the dragon scales covering her cheeks shattered instantly.
The immense force sent her spinning and flying backward uncontrollably, like a kite with a broken string.
Her flight path, without deviation, landed precisely beside Huo Yuhao, whose body lay in a pool of blood, badly mangled and barely clinging to Life.
"Puff!"
Tang Wutong spat out a mouthful of blood tinged with golden light, struggling to get up. Half of her cheek was swollen and red, and blood seeped from the broken dragon scales. Her gaze toward Toji was filled with humiliation, pain, and endless hatred.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao, lying in a pool of blood, had his empty, soon-to-be-extinguished eyes reflected Tang Wutong's disheveled figure.
" Wutong..."
A faint, almost inaudible breath escaped from Huo Yuhao's broken throat.
Seeing his lover so humiliated and devastated, an extreme anger and heartache, originating from the deepest part of his soul and transcending death, ignited all the remaining consciousness in him in an instant, like a final burst of light before death.
His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he let out a hoarse, extremely heavy panting like a dying beast.
His broken body trembled violently, and his last remaining will screamed madly that he wanted to stand up.
Fight!
Protect her!
But he couldn't do it.
Severed limbs, a dissected chest and abdomen, a pierced skull...
The annihilation of his life force by the Inverted Spear of Heaven and the tearing apart of his soul by the Soul Liberation Blade made it impossible for him to even move a finger.
He could only watch helplessly as Life slipped through his fingers like quicksand, feeling the heart-wrenching helplessness and despair.
Tang Wutong looked at her lover lying in a pool of blood, his eyes bloodshot and filled with endless pain, resentment, and worry for her. Her heart ached.
She knew she was no match for the monster before her.
If they keep fighting, they'll both die here.
No!
This can't end like this!
A will to stop at nothing erupted in her heart.
She suddenly raised her head, looking at the gray sky, a mad flame burning in her pink-blue eyes.
Behind her, the Ninth Soul Ring, symbolizing the strongest power and as dazzling as the sun, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented light, as if it were about to burn out completely.
"Dad--"
A piercing cry, filled with the deepest despair and pleading of a daughter, rang out from Tang Wutong's mouth.
Ninth Soul Skill, Sea God, Descent.
Toji: "?"
If you can't beat them, you just call them "daddy"?
As if responding to the call of their bloodline, a golden pillar of light, indescribably sacred and majestic, broke through the thick smoke and dark clouds above the Subduing Dragon Plain without warning. Like a spear of divine punishment, it instantly descended upon the center of the battlefield, perfectly separating Tang Wutong, Huo Yuhao, and Toji.
The golden light was dazzling, and an aura of sacred majesty swept across the entire battlefield like a tide.
All the sounds of fighting, shouting, and explosions seemed to be silenced at this moment! Whether it was Star Luo Empire or the soldiers of the Sun and Sun Moon Taxi, they all felt a tremor and a sense of submission from the depths of their souls, and involuntarily stopped their movements, looking in horror at the center of the pillar of light.
The golden light slowly receded and condensed.
A figure appeared clearly before everyone.
He had long, light blue hair that flowed like a galaxy and reached his feet.
He was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders, and wore a magnificent blue robe. The robe seemed to have real ocean waves rippling and flowing on it, and the deep blue seemed to be able to devour all eyes and souls.
His face was as handsome as a sculpture, and he looked to be no more than twenty years old, but his deep eyes seemed to contain the birth and death of the universe and the long river of time.
His gaze, seemingly calm and empty, carried an unparalleled majesty, as if it were a fleeting moment of beauty, a moment of life and death, and annihilation.
Most striking was the weapon he gripped tightly in his right hand, Golden Trident that radiated a sacred golden light and exuded an aura of dominating the ocean and purifying all things.
Sea God, Tang San!
Even a projection of the God King's aura is enough to make the entire Douluo Continent tremble.
Tang San's gaze first fell on Huo Yuhao, who lay in a pool of blood, his body mangled and his breath as faint as a candle in the wind.
A fleeting, indescribable, icy rage flashed in his deep, ocean-like eyes, like a world-destroying storm brewing beneath a calm surface.
Then, his gaze swept over his daughter Tang Wutong's swollen and broken cheeks and the grief and indignation in her eyes, and his anger intensified.
Finally, his gaze, which seemed to pierce through all worlds, landed on Toji, who held the Soul Liberation Blade, was covered in blood, yet still burned with fighting spirit.
"Such pure and domineering physical power." Tang San's voice was calm and even, yet it resonated clearly in the depths of every living being's soul, like a divine decree from the heavens, carrying a sense of scrutiny and judgment.
"Unfortunately, it is tainted with too much Destruction and destruction; its very existence is a desecration of order and Life."
"Such Evil forces should not exist in the world; they should be purified."
Before he finished speaking, Tang San casually raised his right hand, which was holding the Sea God Trident, towards Huo Yuhao.
A gentle, yet Life, azure divine light, like the purest seawater, flowed from the tip of the Sea God Trident and softly enveloped Huo Yuhao, who lay in a pool of blood.
A miracle occurred.
Under the incredulous gazes of everyone, the massive wound on Huo Yuhao's chest, ripped open by the Inverted Spear of Heaven and so deep that his internal organs were visible, began to heal as if it had come Life, its flesh wriggling, growing, and regenerating at an astounding pace.
At the severed limbs, bones, muscles, blood vessels, and nerves regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.