The Tower Shatters and Reforms
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Bibi Dong did not retreat.
After Qian Renxue withdrew, the Angel Holy Light Jialing Pass dissipated into the night. The dark purple Rakshasa Divine Power on the east side did not recede.
Nan Feng swept his Treasure-Appraising Spirit Light across the area. The dark purple pillar of light in the direction of the Spirit Hall camp did not weaken; in fact, it became even more solid than before.
The moment Qian Renxue retreated, Bibi Dong gathered all of her Rakshasa Divine Power back into her body.
The phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor wove a black-purple spiderweb canopy behind her, covering a hundred paces.
Tang San stood high in the sky on the east side of the pass, the Sea God Trident trembling in his hand. The trident mark between his eyebrows had dimmed to the extreme, and the Asura God mark on his left arm continuously seeped out dark red light.
The repulsion from the dual divine powers continued to drain his Soul Power. Azure divine light and dark red Asura Power flashed alternately on his body, the frequency of which was three times faster than before.
His right hand was trembling.
"Tang San can't hold on much longer." Old Huai's voice echoed in the Tower Spirit Space.
The Nan Feng suspends the tower in front of my chest. The silver-white Purification light on the eighth floor has decreased to 60%, while the silver-blue Samsara stable.
He sensed Bibi Dong's purple eyes piercing through the night sky and locking onto him.
Bibi Dong made a move.
Her figure rose high from the eastern sky, and the Rakshasa Divine Power God erupted from her body. The phantoms of the Twin Spider Emperor opened their huge mouths at the same time, and jet-black beams of light shot out from the two phantoms.
The corrosive power of the Death Spider Emperor and the soul -Power of Devouring of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor intertwined to form a dark purple blade of light that stretched for hundreds of steps.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe flew from her palm and merged with the light blade.
"Tang San, move aside." Bibi Dong's voice came from the air, "I'm looking for him."
Tang San did not move aside. He held the Sea God Trident horizontally in front of him, simultaneously channeling the azure divine light and the dark red Asura Power into the halberd.
The trident emitted a piercing buzzing sound.
Bibi Dong's speed was nearly twice as fast as before. Her figure left a dark purple afterimage as she bypassed Tang San's defenses and rushed straight towards Nan Feng on the city wall.
Tang San couldn't catch up in time. The Sea God Trident pierced out from the flank, Rakshasa Demon Scythe was already slashing towards the west gate of Jialing Pass.
The Nan Feng enlarged the tower to a height of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). The eighth layer, a silvery-white Purification light, formed a light film, while the seventh layer, Samsara silver-blue light, condensed at the base of the tower, forming a light shield covering a hundred paces.
He sensed that the Divine Power within the Demon Scythe Blade was five times stronger than the one he had taken head-on from the city wall.
"The Tower – Suppress Mountains and Rivers!"
The Nan Feng blew the tower out. The nine-story bronze tower transformed into a shadow in the air, stretching a hundred paces across the city wall.
The eighth layer of Purification white light and the seventh layer of Samsara silver-blue light wove together to form a net of light that covered the entire western city wall.
The light blade struck the light net.
The entire Jialing Pass trembled the moment it made contact.
The Rakshasa Divine Power within the light blade instantly shattered the first layer of Purification white light. The second layer of Samsara silver-blue light membrane was distorted under the God Level impact, and the silver-blue and dark purple light exploded in the sky above the city wall.
The tower bore most of the power of the light blade. The seventh layer of the Samsara Pattern cracked with a hole more than an inch deep, and a third of the sixth layer of the Return to the Void Pattern shattered.
The fifth layer of Space-Time patterns shattered completely.
The tower shook violently. Nan Feng bled from all seven orifices during the impact, and the aftershocks tore open many cracks in his meridians.
His feet slid back seven steps on the city wall, leaving seven deep footprints in the bluestone beneath his feet, and the surrounding stone surface was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
The tower did not collapse.
Nan Feng stopped. He wiped his mouth; his hands were covered in blood.
At Level 87, she took the Rakshasa Demon Scythe head-on from the city wall, and the seventh floor of the tower only suffered a slight crack. Now, after Bibi Dong became a god, her full-force attack damaged all three floors simultaneously.
"Your tower can't withstand a second blow," Bibi Dong said. "Tang San's Sea God Trident can't stop me. You still have one more chance."
The Demon Scythe was raised once more. This time, she poured even more Rakshasa Divine Power into it.
Dark purple divine runes spread to their fullest extent across the scythe, transforming the entire blade into a pure dark purple light blade.
The phantoms of the Twin Spider Emperor hissed simultaneously behind her, and two beams of jet-black light merged into the Demon Scythe, pushing its power to the limit of the Rakshasa Divine Power.
"Broken."
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe flew out from her palm.
Nan Feng retrieved the tower back into his palm. Fragments of the fifth floor floated within the tower's interior, while the cracks in the sixth floor healed under the Return to Origin Power.
Silver-blue light continuously seeped from the deep cracks on the seventh layer.
The nine-story bronze pagoda trembled in his palm, as if it could shatter at any moment.
The Old Huai stood up from the sacred tree.
"The fifth floor is shattered, the sixth floor is cracked, and the seventh floor is damaged," Old Huai said. "If you force the tower to take the second blow head-on, the base might collapse."
Nan Feng looked at the tower in his palm. The silvery-white Purification light had dropped to 50%, and three layers of the Suppress Mountains and Rivers of the tower had shattered.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe was approaching at an extremely fast speed; the space a hundred paces above the city wall had already been sealed off by the Rakshasa Divine Power.
He had no way out.
"Old Huai."
"Um."
"The tower cannot be broken."
The Nan Feng hurled the tower again, but this time it didn't block its path.
The nine-story bronze pagoda flipped in the air, its base facing upwards and its top downwards, with the crack in the fifth story pointing directly at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
He placed his hands on the tower, activated the Mountain Suppression Art at full power, and poured golden Primordial World Power into the tower from his palms, flowing into the tower's interior space along the cracks.
The light blade struck the tower.
The light blade cleaved through the crack in the fifth layer, cutting all the way through the broken lines.
The cracks in the sixth layer were torn open, and the deep cracks in the seventh layer were completely shattered.
The fifth, sixth, and seventh layers shattered simultaneously under the impact of the Rakshasa Divine Power.
Dark purple divine power, along with silver-blue Samsara light and black Return to the Void light, exploded in a blinding burst of light above the city walls.
The tower shattered.
No blood spurted from Nan Feng's seven orifices.
The three layers of fragments were enveloped by Primordial World Power the moment they shattered, and golden light bound each fragment, peeling them away from the impact.
The Primordial World Power surged from the deepest imprint of the soul, flowing through the meridians into the tower, enveloping each fragment and reassembling it.
Golden light formed a protective membrane of Immortal Mark on the surface of the fragments, connecting all the fragments together.
"As long as the Primordial World exists, it cannot be destroyed."
Nan Feng poured all of his Mountain Suppression Art into the tower. Golden Primordial World Power flowed in from the bottom of the tower, reweaving the tower's structure along the shattered patterns.
Each fragment finds a new location under the pull.
The patterns on the fifth layer were rearranged, and the patterns on the sixth layer Return to the Void, and the patterns on the seventh layer, the Samsara, resonated with each other in a new way.
The fifth layer is reborn. The sixth and seventh layers are recombined at the same instant.
The nine-story bronze pagoda rotated in the night sky. The seventh layer, a silver-blue of Samsara, and the sixth layer, a black light of Return to the Void, wove together a triple halo within the golden Immortal Mark.
The tower did not collapse.
Bibi Dong looked at the tower, the phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor flashing behind her, unable to maintain its stable form.
"You..." Bibi Dong's voice caught in her throat.
The Nan Feng pulled the tower back into its palm. The patterns on the three layers became even more solid.
The liquid Immortal Power in his dantian dropped to 30% in the instant of shattering and rebuilding, and there were multiple cracks in his meridians.
Tang San arrived from the flank, and the Sea God Trident pierced through Bibi Dong's back.
Bibi Dong was unable to defend in time, and the Rakshasa Divine Power Shield shattered under the impact of the two Divine Power.
Her body flew backward, drawing a dark purple arc hundreds of meters long in the night sky.
Bibi Dong steadied herself. She withdrew her Rakshasa Divine Power, the phantom of the Twin Spider Emperor faded, and her purple eyes locked onto the Nan Feng on the city wall.
"Your tower won't break." Bibi Dong's voice was soft, each word clear. "When I come again next time, your tower will still have its ninth ring remaining."
Nan Feng levitated the tower in front of his chest, his Peng Eye gleaming with golden light. He looked at Bibi Dong.
"Your Rakshasa God Status won't last three rounds."
Bibi Dong turned and sped towards the Spirit Hall camp, the dark purple beam of light dissipating in the night sky.
Tang San retrieved the Sea God Trident and descended from the sky, landing three steps to Nan Feng's side.
"Your tower just broke," Tang San said.
The Nan Feng nodded.
"They've reorganized again."
The Nan Feng nodded again.
Tang San stared at the tower in Nan Feng's palm and remained silent for a moment.
"Your Primordial World Power surpasses the combined power of my Sea God Godhood and Asura God Godhood."
Nan Feng retracted the tower into his palm. The seventh layer of Samsara patterns became more solid after being reorganized, and a golden Immortal Mark appeared in the silver-blue light.
After being reborn on the fifth level, my ability to control the flow of time is 30% stronger than before.
"Your dual-divine conflict is becoming increasingly severe."
Tang San remained silent for a while, but did not deny it.
"It won't last much longer." His voice was calm. "The power of the Sea God and the Asura God is devouring each other. After the Battle of Jialing Pass, I will return to the Sea God Hall to recuperate."
Nan Feng nodded. The two stood on the city wall, the Jialing Pass quiet in the night. The red ribbon on her left wrist fluttered in the night wind.
The Old Huai stood up from the sacred tree.
"Your tower shattered, then reformed. The Primordial World Power rewrote the patterns of the tower's layers during the process of the fragments coalescing," the Old Huai said. "The Space-Time Power of the fifth layer, the Power of Return to the Void of the sixth layer, and the Samsara Power of the seventh layer resonated anew after the reformation."
The Nan Feng swept the tower into its palm.
"When the Nine Rings as One," Old Huai said, "All nine of your Soul Ring will evolve to the million-year level. At that time, all the patterns on the nine layers of the tower will resonate simultaneously, and the Nine Heavens Treasure Pearl will condense at the top of the tower. But the prerequisite is that you must obtain the ninth ring."
The Nan Feng retreated from the tower, and I looked up at the eastern horizon. Dawn was breaking on the horizon.
The Abyssal Outer Domain awaits him, the ninth ring awaits him.
"Let's go." Nan Feng walked towards the city gate tower.