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At this moment, Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and looked at the three opponents before him, a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes.
Since beginning his cultivation, he had never suffered such severe injuries, let alone at the hands of so-called comrades. It seemed that he had grown complacent over the years.
After hearing Tang San's words, Yang Xiong revealed a hint of disdain: "Tang San, it seems I underestimated you. But who gave you the audacity to attack me?"
As Tang San had said, if an ordinary Limit Douluo had endured such an attack, there would have been no chance of survival.
Only gods could survive such wounds. Between gods and Limit Douluo, both their bodies and souls had undergone metamorphosis. Their divine souls were inexhaustible, and their bodies had transformed into godly forms, allowing them to recover from even the gravest injuries quickly.
Unfortunately, Yang Xiong was different from a Limit Douluo. In a sense, he was already a true god—only the completion of his divine inheritance remained unfinished.
And the reason his Thunder God inheritance was incomplete wasn't due to insufficient strength; rather, it was because his power had far exceeded that of the gods in the divine realm. By the time of the final trunk and head inheritance, even the Thunder Kirin had been powerless against him.
Compared to the frenzied Tang San, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong each wore distinct expressions.
Qian Renxue's face appeared troubled. Clearly, Yang Xiong's sudden ambush had caught her off guard. However, at this point, she had no way out. If Yang Xiong continued to grow unchecked, the eventual downfall of the Spirit Hall Empire was inevitable.
As for Bibi Dong, her eyes were filled with deep malice, as if everything unfolding was within her expectations.
Yang Xiong was puzzled: "Bibi Dong, I don't quite understand. Aren't you supposed to want to unify the world? Why does it feel like you've long been in cahoots with Tang San?"
"Moreover, Tang San seized your position as the Rakshasa God. How can the enmity between you two be so easily resolved?"
Bibi Dong sneered: "Yang Xiong, you misunderstand something. I was once the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, and I know more about the Rakshasa God than anyone else in this world."
"The Rakshasa God is the God of Slaughter and the God of Evil. The Rakshasa God embodies evil, slaughter, and bloodshed—a being without faith. Only interests matter, and you and Tang San are destined to be incompatible."
A bitter smile crept onto Yang Xiong's lips: "It seems I truly misjudged people. All these years of scheming seem wasted. I never expected you to understand our enemies better than I do."
Bibi Dong said nothing further but turned her gaze toward Tang San and Qian Renxue: "Yang Xiong is stalling for time now. Though I don't know how, he's clearly trying to buy time to heal his wounds."
"If we can't kill Yang Xiong now, our deaths are inevitable in the future."
After Bibi Dong finished speaking, Qian Renxue and Tang San exchanged glances and swiftly attacked Yang Xiong. They understood all too well that if they didn't seize this opportunity, Yang Xiong's nature would eventually lead to their destruction.
Seeing the three charging at him with incredible speed, Yang Xiong endured the pain of his injuries, gripping the Asura Demon Sword tightly in his right hand. He parried their attacks one strike at a time.
The Asura God had bestowed upon Yang Xiong nine sword techniques, all of which were offensive. There were no defensive or control-based moves—only the ultimate expression of slaughter qi, designed to annihilate enemies.
Sword and Bone Douluo, witnessing Yang Xiong's predicament, let out a fierce roar:
"Tang San, you treacherous wretch! Our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect aided you, and the Hao Tian Sect supported you so much. How dare you betray us!"
Unfortunately, despite Sword and Bone Douluo's efforts to stay upright, their earlier injuries were too severe, leaving them unable to continue fighting.
Yang Wudi and Lin Gong exchanged glances, their eyes revealing traces of regret. Had they not initially sought to join the war and oppose the Spirit Hall Empire, Yang Xiong's temperament might have kept him away from the battlefield altogether.
The two exerted their full strength, pushing their abilities to the limit, hoping to buy Yang Xiong some time by flying into the air.
But before they could act, Tang Xiao and the members of the Hao Tian Sect had already blocked Yang Wudi and the others. Even the Spirit Hall Empire's elders, who had previously been battling Tang Xiao's group, had ceased their attacks and now stared intently at Yang Wudi and his companions.
Yang Wudi, known for his fiery temper, roared: "Tang Xiao, you despicable coward! Your Hao Tian Sect betrayed the Four Single-Attribute Clans, causing us immense losses. Now you repeat the same mistake by allying with the Spirit Hall Empire. Do you have no shame?"
A flicker of guilt crossed Tang Xiao's face, but it quickly faded into calmness.
"Yang Wudi, we of the Hao Tian Sect have no intention of clashing with your Four Single-Attribute Clans. Just stay where you are, and you'll be fine."
"Besides, given your strength, staying put is the best course of action. This divine battle has reached a level far beyond what you can handle."
Yang Wudi's face darkened: "Nonsense! How could the Hao Tian Sect produce cowards like you and Tang San? The Hao Tian Sect of the past stood tall, even when struck down—it would rise up and fight back."
"But when you encountered the Spirit Hall, you surrendered without a fight, leading the entire sect into seclusion while abandoning the affiliated families to their fates."
"And now, you've gone even further by colluding with the Spirit Hall Empire. You disgrace your ancestors!"
Tang Xiao's face turned black upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Yang Wudi to be so blunt, publicly airing such accusations. After all, the situation for both the Body Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was dire.
Though the Body Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect still had many experts, their strongest, Sword and Bone Douluo, were gravely injured. The remaining Title Douluo were merely average in strength. Moreover, they faced the formidable experts of the Spirit Hall Empire, not to mention the undead legion summoned by Bibi Dong.
But Yang Wudi bellowed: "Tang Xiao, you coward! I may die, but I will not allow our sect leader to fall. Otherwise, it would be the greatest shame for our Body Sect!"
Upon hearing Yang Wudi's words, the elders of the Body Sect let out a collective roar, swiftly gathering together. They summoned their martial souls and soul rings, preparing to confront the Hao Tian Sect.
Lin Gong, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, Bai He, and even Oscar and Feng Xiaotian broke away from their previous battles, quickly assembling together. It seemed they were preparing to clash with the Hao Tian Sect or perhaps make a desperate effort to aid Yang Xiong.
The internal conflict among the three great sects of the Tian Dou Empire brought amusement to the Spirit Hall Empire, who seemed eager to capitalize on the chaos and suppress the Body Sect further.
Despite their severe injuries, Sword and Bone Douluo joined forces with Golden Eagle Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Rongrong, arriving at Yang Wudi's side. It appeared they intended to stand alongside the Body Sect in opposing the Hao Tian Sect.
Tang Xiao's face darkened: "Sect Leader Ning, what exactly are you planning? Are you implying that our actions are wrong?"
A trace of bitterness appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face: "Sect Leader Tang, Yang Xiong is an honorary elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Anyone who seeks to harm him is our sect's greatest enemy. Even if it costs us the entirety of our sect, we will eliminate the threat."
Tang Xiao retorted: "Ning Sect Leader, don't forget that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is ultimately a supportive sect. Without the backing of other sects, your decline is inevitable. Are you certain you wish to violate the agreement among the top three sects and turn former allies into enemies?"
Ning Fengzhi's expression turned disdainful: "Sect Leader Tang, how dare you speak such words? Whether in the past or now, betrayal has always been the hallmark of the Hao Tian Sect."
"In order to preserve your strength, you abandoned all affiliated families, driving them into the arms of the Spirit Hall and fueling its rise."
"As for today, the actions of your Hao Tian Sect fill me with contempt. From this day forward, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Hao Tian Sect are no longer connected. Consider all past assistance as wasted on dogs."
Tang Xiao's face changed dramatically. He hadn't expected the usually gentle Ning Fengzhi to publicly denounce them so harshly, stripping away the Hao Tian Sect's last shreds of dignity and exposing its ugliest truths.
The crowd from the Spirit Hall Empire watched the Hao Tian Sect with mockery and disdain in their eyes.
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Amidst the chaos among the three sects, the battle in the sky grew increasingly intense.
Ignoring the blood flowing from his wounds, Yang Xiong switched to gripping the sword with his left hand. Like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain, he launched an aggressive assault, each strike sharper and more lethal than before.
However, in the eyes of Tang San, Bibi Dong, and Qian Renxue, Yang Xiong was merely making a desperate last stand, seeking an opportunity to escape.
Since Tang San's surprise attack, the three had maintained a triangular formation, clearly intent on leaving Yang Xiong no room to retreat. Today, they were determined to kill him—otherwise, if Yang Xiong ascended to godhood, it would spell their doom.
Yang Xiong suddenly clenched his teeth, disregarding his injuries, and unleashed his seventh soul skill, the Asura True Body. His body rapidly expanded, his height breaking past three meters from its original two.
Especially striking was the enormous blood-red shadow behind him, now fully materialized. The shadow wielded the Asura Demon Sword in its left hand, and the colossal sword plunged down from the heavens.
In an instant, countless blood-red sword shadows filled the sky, raining down like a storm upon Tang San, Bibi Dong, and Qian Renxue. Each shadow brimmed with endless Asura slaughter qi.
This was the fourth move of Yang Xiong's Asura Sword Technique, named "Asura Myriad Swords." Under its influence, precise and indiscriminate attacks rained down on multiple enemies simultaneously.
Even Tang San, Bibi Dong, and Qian Renxue felt a deep sense of dread. Clearly, this technique's power was immense—something even gods would struggle to withstand.
Tang San hurled his Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which instantly expanded and spun at tremendous speed, blocking Yang Xiong's Asura Myriad Swords.
Qian Renxue slashed repeatedly at the descending swords, while a massive six-winged angelic shadow appeared before her—the manifestation of her soul skill, "Great Angel Guardian."
In contrast, Bibi Dong once again employed the formation covering the entire Jiayuguan Pass. Countless black mists converged into a colossal Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, whose giant pincers blocked Yang Xiong's Asura Myriad Swords.
Though Yang Xiong's Asura Myriad Swords were immensely powerful, his injuries hindered him. The clash of spirit force and soul power against the three opponents caused another stream of blood to flow from his lips.
But at this moment, the battlefield underwent a sudden upheaval. Bibi Dong, who had been controlling the formation, abruptly lost control of it entirely.
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