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Several Spirit Douluo and flying Spirit Masters from the Spirit Empire tried to ambush her. They did not dare to kill her, but they still had to make the siege look real.
Bi Ji spread her large wings, creating a green life barrier that blocked wave after wave of incoming attacks. But she was not a combat-type Vicious Beast. Under this non-stop energy depletion, her face slowly grew pale.
Deep inside the thick Blue Silver Grass, Tang Chen hid and watched. He frowned slightly. Things were starting to slip out of their control. At first, they only wanted to stage a realistic battle to trick Tang San. But because Tang San refused to show up, they had to keep raising the stakes. Now, it was no longer just an act. This was a real battle between the Divine Rank and a Vicious Beast. If this went on, someone would get seriously injured or die.
Yet, Tang San was still waiting. That faint wisp of Rakshasa mist stayed far away, neither coming closer nor retreating. He was like a patient hunter watching his prey.
Tang Chen thought to himself, "Are you still not coming out?"
At the edge of the Rakshasa Space, Tang San watched with growing excitement. He saw everything clearly. This time was real. Qian Renxue's golden divine blood was real, and the deep sword marks on Di Tian's dragon claws were real. Even the wounds that Xiong Jun and Gold Crocodile Douluo gave each other were real. Chi Wang, Zi Ji, the Ten Thousand Demon King, and the elders from the Hall of Worship were all bleeding. This could not be fake. Even if it started as a trap, it had become a real fight now.
A cold smile appeared on Tang San's face. He whispered in a deep voice, "Keep fighting! The harder you fight, the better it is for me. I will just wait until both of you are badly hurt. I will wait until Di Tian uses his Dragon God Claw, and Qian Renxue runs out of divine power. Then I will appear, and no one will be able to stop me."
He tightened his grip on the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe and leaned forward, ready to move.
High in the sky, the fight between Qian Renxue and Di Tian reached a dangerous point. Golden divine fire burned brightly behind Qian Renxue's six wings. She looked like a falling golden star, swinging her Angelic Sacred Sword at Di Tian again and again. Every slash looked like a bright beam of sunlight cutting through the dark night.
Di Tian's huge black dragon body twisted through the air. He used his claws, tail, and dragon breath to fight back against Qian Renxue. Suddenly, Qian Renxue found a small opening when Di Tian spread his wings. She slashed her sword straight at his left wing.
Puchi!
Black-gold dragon blood spilled into the air as dragon scales shattered. Di Tian let out a low, painful roar, his heavy body dropping down a bit.
The expressions of Xiong Jun, Bi Ji, and the other Vicious Beasts changed instantly. The wound was not fatal, but it was real. Di Tian was hit.
The next second, the golden light in Di Tian's eyes burst out with rage. He stopped holding back his power. The full aura of the Black Dragon King erupted from his body, filling the sky with ancient pressure.
Tang Chen's heart sank. "This is bad."
Di Tian was going to use the real Dragon God Claw. Qian Renxue also felt the danger. The light on her Angelic Divine Armor flared up. She folded her six wings and raised the Angelic Sacred Sword high into the air.
"Di Tian! Are you really doing this?" she asked.
Di Tian replied in a low voice, "If I don't use full power, we can't fool him."
He raised his large dragon claw. In an instant, the whole world became quiet. The terrifying pressure of the Dragon God Claw descended upon the battlefield once more.
On the edge of the Rakshasa Space, Tang San's eyes narrowed. "The Dragon God Claw..."
The old scar on his chest began to hurt again. It was a natural feeling of fear, but the greed in his eyes grew even stronger. Di Tian was actually using the Dragon God Claw. That meant Di Tian was forced to go all out. Qian Renxue could not block this attack without taking heavy damage. This was his chance. A real chance was finally here.
Tang San's breath became fast and heavy, but he forced himself to stay hidden. He wanted the attack to land first so both sides would suffer the maximum damage.
In the middle of the field, the Dragon God Claw swung down slowly. A massive black-gold claw shadow cut through the air, carrying the power of pure destruction toward Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue did not back down. Golden light flashed in her eyes as she yelled, "Angel God Skill: Sun Sacred Judgment!"
Her golden sword turned into a blazing sun, flying forward to hit the Dragon God Claw.
Boom!
The two forces crashed into each other. The sky lost all color as the golden sun and the black dragon claw tore at one another. The shockwave knocked back everyone on the field. Gold Crocodile Douluo, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, and Zi Ji were sent flying. Bi Ji's healing barrier shattered instantly, and large parts of the Ten Thousand Demon King's vine sea turned into dust.
Even the Blue Silver Grass network where Tang Chen was hiding shook violently from the impact.
Up in the sky, Qian Renxue acted like she was badly hurt and flew backward. Three small cracks appeared on her armor, and a line of golden divine blood trickled from her mouth.
Di Tian's dragon body crashed hard into the forest below, breaking many ancient trees. The scales on his left claw were shattered, and his black dragon aura became weak. At this moment, even if this started as an act, the injuries and energy loss were real.
At the edge of the space, Tang San finally laughed out loud. His voice was cold and crazy. "It's time!"
He raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. Behind him, seventeen Undead Titled Douluo opened their dull grey eyes. Tang San stepped out of the spatial rift as purple-black mist poured into the battlefield like a dark wave.
"Qian Renxue, Di Tian, you fought well," Tang San said with a grin. "Now, it's my turn to take everything."
A dark rift opened at the edge of the battlefield with a loud boom. Tang San walked out in his fluttering black robes, holding his scythe. Behind him stood the seventeen undead figures, looking like evil spirits from hell.
The undead forms of Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tang Xiao, the Five Great Elders of the Clear Sky Sect, Flender, Liu Erlong, and Zhao Wuji stood still in the dark mist. Grey-white spirit flames burned silently in their empty eye sockets.
Tang San looked around the field. He saw Qian Renxue kneeling on a distant mountain peak, her sword stuck in the ground. Her golden light was dim, and blood ran down her chin. He saw Di Tian lying deep in the forest with broken wings and weak dragon aura. Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, Zi Ji, and the Ten Thousand Demon King were all injured too. The elders of the Spirit Empire were in total disarray.
Everything was set up perfectly for him. Both the humans and the Spirit Beasts were hurt, and the two strongest beings were near death.
Tang San stopped holding back his greed. He opened his arms as the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe floated in front of his chest. A massive purple-black altar rose behind his back.
"The blood of so many strong warriors, the power of so many Spirit Beasts, and the souls of the Angel God and the Black Dragon King," Tang San laughed, green flames dancing in his eyes. "Once I consume all of you, my Rakshasa Ninth Trial will be complete! After today, no one on this continent can stop me from becoming a true God!"
Before his words could fade, Qian Renxue raised her head from the mountain peak. The weakness in her eyes vanished, replaced by a cold, mocking look.
"Are you finally willing to show yourself?" she asked calmly.
Tang San's heart dropped. The golden blood on Qian Renxue's lips suddenly turned into a small golden flame and disappeared. The cracks on her armor healed right away. Her dim light exploded into a bright golden sun, illuminating the entire battlefield as her six wings spread wide.
Tang San took a step back in disbelief. "That's impossible! You took a direct hit from Di Tian's Dragon God Claw! How can you be fine?"
Qian Renxue stood up and pulled her sword out of the rock. Her power was strong and full of life, even stronger than before.
She looked down at him and said, "Tang San, do you really think I am just a normal Spirit Master? I am a First-Class Divinity, the Angel God! No matter how strong Di Tian is, he is not a God. If the true Dragon God used that move, it might have hurt me. But that blow just now was only a performance we put on for you. And that divine blood was just a simple illusion made from my divine energy."
Tang San's face turned pale. He realized he had been tricked from the start. That violent battle was all an act just to pull him out of hiding.
He quickly turned to look at the forest where Di Tian had fallen. The huge black dragon slowly lifted its head. Its wings opened, and its powerful aura returned instantly. Di Tian stood up among the ruined trees, his golden eyes staring coldly at Tang San.
He had some minor wounds, but he was far from defeated. Di Tian spoke in a voice like deep thunder, "Tang San, your greed ruined you."
Tang San bit his lip and reacted fast. He swung his scythe at the air behind him, shouting, "Rakshasa Space, open!"
A purple-black light shot out, but the space did not open. His blade hit an invisible wall of golden light with a loud clang.
Boom!
Golden fire burst out from all sides, turning the entire sky into a huge burning cage. Flames of the Sun True Fire connected the heavens and the earth, blocking every escape route. The holy fire began to purify the dark energy, making Tang San's Rakshasa mist burn away into black smoke with a terrible sound.
Qian Renxue hovered in the air, her sword pointing at him. "Did you think I was just fighting blindly with Di Tian? From the moment you stepped onto this battlefield, my Sun True Fire had already sealed this entire space. You cannot run away."
Tang San swung his scythe multiple times, sending out dark blades to break the barrier. The golden wall shook, but the divine flames burned the spatial rifts shut instantly. Tang San felt a cold shiver run down his spine. The Angel God's power was the absolute counter to his Rakshasa power, and Qian Renxue was already a full God.
"Damn it!" he yelled.
He looked down at the earth below. If he could not escape through the sky, he would go underground. There were still shadows and dark energy in the soil. If he could sink into the ground and use his undead army to distract Qian Renxue, he might still escape.
Without wasting a second, Tang San dove toward the ground like a dark shadow.
"Xiao Wu, Tang Xiao, Bibi Dong, attack Qian Renxue!" he ordered.
The undead army moved at once. Xiao Wu's undead form turned into a pink blur, leaping toward Qian Renxue. Tang Xiao and the elders raised their dark hammers, while Bibi Dong released her spider webs to block the sky. The rest of the undead charged at Di Tian and the other beasts to cause chaos.
Tang San rushed down, just inches away from touching the soil. But right as his feet were about to hit the ground, the earth burst into a bright cyan-gold light.
A thick blade of Blue Silver Grass broke through the soil. Then came a second, a third, and a fourth. In just a moment, a massive ocean of blue vines covered the entire ground.
These were not normal plants. Each leaf carried the strong life force of the Blue Silver Emperor. The vines moved like heavy iron chains, instantly wrapping around Tang San's arms, legs, and his scythe.
Tang San panicked. "Blue Silver Grass?! Tang Chen!"
He swung his scythe wildly, cutting down dozens of vines. But for every vine he cut, ten more grew back instantly. The broken stems did not bleed sap; instead, they burst with bright life energy that burned against his dark Rakshasa aura. Tang San felt like he was stuck in a deep swamp, getting trapped tighter every time he moved.
Suddenly, a bright blue-gold light cut through the dust in the middle of the field. Tang Chen stepped out from the sea of vines. He had long blue hair, wore light blue robes, and held the Sea God Trident in his right hand. The blue gem on the weapon shined with divine power. He tapped the bottom of the trident on the ground, creating ripples in the air like waves on water.
Tang Chen looked at Tang San with cold eyes. "Tang San, I have been waiting for you."
Tang San's heart sank completely. Qian Renxue's fire sealed the sky, Tang Chen's grass sealed the earth, and the Sea God Trident locked down the space itself. Surrounding him were Di Tian, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, Zi Ji, the Ten Thousand Demon King, Bi Ji, and the strong elders from the Spirit Empire. This was a trap made just for him.
Tang San glared at Tang Chen with pure hatred. "It's you again! Why do you always ruin everything I do?!"
Tang Chen took a step forward, bringing a wave of blue vines with him. He said softly, "Because you deserve to die."
Tang San laughed angrily. "I deserve to die? I did all of this to bring Xiao Wu back! I took what belonged to me! What did I do wrong? Those weak people were useless anyway! Their souls becoming my power to help me become a God is an honor for them!"
Qian Renxue floated down from the sky, a golden ring of fire burning behind her. "You destroyed cities, devoured innocent souls, and turned the dead into your puppets. You did not even spare your own family and teachers. Tang San, you are far worse than any Evil Soul Master."
Di Tian walked over from the other side, his heavy steps shaking the ground. His golden eyes locked onto Tang San as he spoke in a low voice, "You slaughtered the Spirit Beasts in my Star Dou Great Forest and ruined the land. Today, I will not let you leave here alive."
Xiong Jun stepped up next, flexing his long dark claws with a harsh grin. "Tang San, I let you get away last time, but you won't be so lucky today."