High above the jagged, dark stone cliffs of Heaven's Roar Pass, far beyond the deafening, bloody slaughter of the mortal armies and the chaotic, elemental clashes of the Advanced Spirit Master Academies, a profound, eerie silence reigned over the upper stratosphere. The air at this extreme altitude was incredibly thin, completely devoid of the moisture and warmth found on the earth below. This pristine, untouched expanse of the sky was not a place meant for mortals; it was a boundless, empty canvas waiting to be violently painted by the absolute pinnacle of martial supremacy.
Concealed perfectly upon the absolute highest, isolated peak overlooking the sprawling gorge, Zhang Tian stood with his hands resting casually behind his back. His icy blue eyes, glowing with a faint, mesmerizing light, tracked the profound spiritual fluctuations rising from the distant command tents of the two great empires.
Standing closely around him were the women of his inner circle: Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun, Hu Liena, and Ah Yin. They remained entirely invisible to the world, shielded by the heaven-defying concealment abilities of the Blood Silver God Tree and the overarching, impenetrable mental barrier erected by Zhang Tian's vast Mental Force.
"The mortal vanguard has served its purpose," Zhang Tian spoke softly, his voice carrying clearly to his companions despite the thin atmosphere. "The lines are deadlocked. The true commanders of this continental war are finally taking to the sky."
Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward, her feline eyes narrowing as she focused her enhanced vision downward. "The sheer density of the spiritual pressure rising from the Star Luo Empire's central encampment is terrifying, Husband. It feels as though the earth itself is groaning under their weight."
"They are bringing everything they possess," Hu Liena analyzed, her golden eyes calculating the trajectory of the ascending auras. "Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Bo Saixi. Three Limit Douluos moving simultaneously. The Star Luo Empire intends to shatter the Heaven Dou Empire's northern defenses in a single, apocalyptic strike."
"Supreme Pontiff and Grand Enshrinement Qian Daoliu are rising to intercept them," Ah Yin noted gently, sensing the brilliant, holy light and the profound, dark corruption ascending from the Heaven Dou Empire's rear fortress.
Zhang Tian smiled, a calm, supremely confident expression spreading across his handsome face. "Supreme Pontiff has trained extensively for this exact confrontation. She will handle them perfectly. And the Grand Enshrinement possesses the absolute advantage in the sky. We should simply observe for now. Let the old legends tear the heavens apart."
Below them, the thick, gray clouds that blanketed Heaven's Roar Pass were suddenly, violently pierced.
Five distinct, overwhelming pillars of pure, condensed spiritual energy erupted from the earth, shooting straight upward into the stratosphere. The sheer kinetic force of their ascent instantly scattered the cloud cover for hundreds of miles in every direction, revealing the vast, open expanse of the upper atmosphere.
From the southern horizon, three terrifying figures arrived, their auras expanding outward like raging oceans.
Tang Chen, the legendary founder of the Clear Sky Sect, stood at the forefront. He wore a heavy, dark crimson cloak that billowed wildly behind him, his scarred, ancient face set in lines of unyielding, bloodthirsty determination. He radiated a deep, suffocating crimson light that smelled faintly of metallic blood.
To his right hovered Tang Hao, the newly ascended Level 99 Limit Douluo. Tang Hao's massive, muscular frame was wrapped in a tattered gray cloak. His dark eyes burned with an intense, unadulterated hatred, and a dense, chilling white mist of pure killing intent constantly swirled around his body, warping the very space he occupied.
To Tang Chen's left floated Bo Saixi, the serene, breathtakingly beautiful High Priestess of Sea God Island. She was adorned in elegant, flowing ocean-blue robes that seemed to ripple like water despite the lack of a breeze. Her aura was a vast, bottomless oceanic blue, projecting a calm, crushing pressure that rivaled the depths of the sea.
Rising from the northern horizon to meet them were the two absolute pillars of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu, the Grand Enshrinement, appeared as a majestic, untouchable deity. He wore flawless, gleaming golden armor that reflected the sunlight with blinding intensity. His six massive, pristine white Seraphim wings extended from his back, beating with a slow, rhythmic grace that generated waves of purifying, holy light across the sky.
Beside him floated Bibi Dong, the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall. She presented a stark, mesmerizing contrast to the Grand Enshrinement. She wore a regal, dark purple and gold papal gown that clung to her elegant curves. Her presence was incredibly lethal, yet executed with a flawless, aristocratic grace. She radiated a dark, highly corrosive emerald and deep purple aura that seemed to actively consume the ambient light around her.
The five Level 99 Limit Douluos halted their ascent, hovering in a wide circle, separating the sky into five distinct, violently clashing zones of absolute power. The spiritual fluctuations generated merely by their presence caused the thin air to crackle and pop, spontaneously generating localized arcs of plasma.
For a long, tense moment, no one moved. The fate of the Douluo Continent rested entirely upon the shoulders of these five individuals.
Qian Daoliu's brilliant, golden eyes shifted away from the two men of the Clear Sky Sect, settling directly upon the beautiful High Priestess. A deep, profound sadness flickered across his majestic, aged features.
"Bo Saixi," Qian Daoliu spoke, his voice carrying the deep, resonant timbre of a tolling bell, easily crossing the vast distance between them. "To think that you would actively choose to leave your sacred island and assist Tang Chen in striking against the Spirit Hall. We have known each other for an entire era. I had genuinely believed that our past friendship held some measure of weight in your heart."
Bo Saixi looked back at him, her ocean-blue eyes completely devoid of any warmth or lingering nostalgia. Her expression was a mask of cold, unyielding divine duty.
"Personal ties and friendships hold absolutely no weight against the strict mandate of the god, Qian Daoliu," Bo Saixi replied coldly, her voice echoing like crashing waves. "This is not a matter of personal preference. This is the absolute, unquestionable order of the Sea God. The Spirit Hall has overstepped its bounds, and the Heaven Dou Empire must fall. I am merely the instrument of his divine will."
Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. "You follow a path of senseless destruction, Bo Saixi. I won't hold back against you."
"Save your pathetic, moralizing breath, Qian Daoliu!" Tang Chen roared, his deep voice shattering the momentary calm. He stepped forward, the deep crimson aura around his body flaring violently. "Your Spirit Hall has ruled from the shadows for far too long, hoarding resources and manipulating the empires! Today, the Supreme Pontiff Palace burns to the ground, and the Heaven Dou Empire will be thoroughly conquered by the Star Luo Empire. The Clear Sky Sect reclaims its rightful place at the absolute apex of this world!"
"You will die screaming today, Qian Daoliu," Tang Hao added roughly, his hands clenching into massive fists, the white mist around him churning furiously. "For everything your Spirit Hall and that brat Zhang Tian has taken from me, I will shatter every single bone in your body and scatter your ashes across this gorge."
Bibi Dong laughed softly, a beautiful, melodic sound that carried a chilling, highly venomous undertone. She raised her elegant, pale hand, delicately inspecting her perfectly manicured fingernails.
"You boast with the loud, crude volume of feral beasts," Bibi Dong mocked smoothly, her pink eyes sweeping over Tang Hao and Tang Chen with profound disdain. "You climb to the pinnacle of cultivation, yet you retain the manners of common, uneducated bandits. You believe your brute strength and your pathetic, muddy hammers are enough to topple the absolute foundation of the Spirit Hall? You are severely deluded."
Tang Chen's eyes narrowed into dangerous, bloody slits. "We shall see whose foundation shatters first, little girl."
The time for words had officially ended.
Simultaneously, the five Limit Douluos unleashed their ultimate, foundational authorities.
"Asura Domain!" Tang Chen bellowed, throwing his arms wide.
"Deathgod Domain!" Tang Hao roared, stomping his foot upon the empty air.
"Sea God Domain!" Bo Saixi commanded, raising her delicate hands toward the heavens.
"Angelic Domain!" Qian Daoliu declared, his six Seraphim wings flaring with blinding brilliance.
"Rakshasa Domain!" Bibi Dong murmured softly, a dark, lethal smile touching her lips.
The high-altitude sky violently fractured into overlapping, apocalyptic spheres of absolute suppression.
Tang Hao's Deathgod Domain exploded outward as a dense, freezing white mist of pure, unadulterated killing intent. It sought to paralyze his enemies, actively attempting to suppress their attributes and instill a crippling, bone-deep fear.
However, his domain was instantly swallowed and overshadowed by his grandfather's superior authority. Tang Chen's Asura Domain, an upgraded, highly evolved, blood-red evolution of the Deathgod Domain, burst forth like a raging sea of fresh blood. It converted extreme killing intent directly into physical suppression and raw, offensive power, turning the air around Tang Chen into a lethal, crimson swamp.
Bo Saixi's Sea God Domain expanded, bringing the heavy, crushing pressure of the deep ocean to the upper stratosphere. Even though they were hundreds of miles away from any major body of water, her domain actively pulled the microscopic moisture from the distant clouds, generating a vast, swirling aquatic field that sought to drown the terrestrial fighters in its depths.
Meeting this tri-fold assault from the Star Luo Empire were the twin domains of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu's Angelic Domain erupted as a sphere of brilliant, blinding golden radiance. It carried the absolute, purifying heat of the sun. As the golden light clashed against the crimson tide of the Asura Domain and the white mist of the Deathgod Domain, it aggressively negated their negative, murderous energies, actively attempting to burn away and purify the opponent's spirit power into nothingness.
But the true, terrifying spectacle occurred when Bibi Dong's authority expanded.
Her Rakshasa Domain blossomed as a sprawling, shadowy aura of profound evil, intense decay, and absolute corruption. It did not explode violently; it seeped outward like an incredibly fast-acting, highly corrosive venom.
Logically, the foundational laws of the Asura God were considered far more dominant and inherently powerful on a cosmic scale than those of the Rakshasa God. Tang Chen's Asura Domain should have theoretically suppressed Bibi Dong's dark aura.
However, Tang Chen had acquired his domain through brute force and partial inheritance, never fully mastering its deepest, most intricate intricacies. Bibi Dong, conversely, had spent the last several years intensely, meticulously training and comprehending the deepest, darkest secrets of the Rakshasa Goddess's divine power. Her insight into her domain was flawless.
As the blood-red Asura Domain crashed into the deep purple and emerald Rakshasa Domain, the crimson energy did not crush the shadows. Instead, the Rakshasa Domain elegantly, fluidly wrapped around the brutal killing intent. Bibi Dong's domain began to continuously, aggressively drain the life force and the spiritual energy directly from Tang Chen's expanding aura, amplifying her own dark and poison attributes by feeding on his raw, unrefined aggression.
"What is this?" Tang Chen grunted in surprise, feeling the active, corrosive drain on his spirit power the moment his domain touched hers. "Her dark energy is actively rotting my killing intent!"
"Do not underestimate the Supreme Pontiff of my Spirit Hall," Qian Daoliu stated calmly, drawing a massive, blazing weapon from his spatial ring.
The Grand Enshrinement held the Angel Divine Sword. The blade was forged from pure, solidified holy light, blazing with the intense, blinding heat of a miniature sun.
"I will handle Tang Chen," Qian Daoliu declared, his golden eyes locking onto the founder of the Clear Sky Sect. "Bibi Dong, can you manage the other two?"
Bibi Dong smiled elegantly, reaching out her pale right hand. A massive, terrifyingly sharp scythe materialized in her grasp. The Scythe of the Rakshasa Goddess was forged from a dark, unreflective purple metal, emanating a constant, highly toxic emerald mist from its curved blade. She wielded the massive, unwieldy-looking weapon with the effortless grace of a master dancer.
"They are nothing more than a brutish thug and an oversized fish, Grand Enshrinement," Bibi Dong replied smoothly, her dark eyes shifting toward Tang Hao and Bo Saixi. "I will handle them perfectly."
"Arrogant bitch!" Tang Hao roared, pulling his own divine weapon from the void.
Tang Hao gripped the God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver. It was a massive, incredibly brutal greatsword forged directly by the Asura God. The blade was jagged, heavy, and continuously dripped a spectral, highly corrosive blood. Its intrinsic aura acted as absolute, lethal poison to Rakshasa energy. Just holding the weapon caused the air around Tang Hao to scream.
Tang Chen simultaneously unsheathed the Asura Demon Sword, a Super Divine Artifact that radiated a suffocating, world-ending pressure, its dark crimson blade absorbing all the light in its vicinity. Bo Saixi raised the Power of the Ocean, a beautiful silver staff adorned with a glowing purple jewel that hummed with vast aquatic energy.
The battle lines were drawn. The heavens shattered.
Qian Daoliu did not wait for his opponent to strike. He fully utilized his absolute mastery over the high-altitude environment.
"Seventh Spirit Ring Ability - Seraphim Avatar!" Qian Daoliu commanded, his voice vibrating with holy authority.
His pitch-black seventh spirit ring expanded. He merged seamlessly with his martial spirit, producing a colossal, blindingly golden phantom that completely enclosed his physical body. The golden radiance of the avatar spread across his six massive wings, greatly amplifying the purifying power of his Angelic Domain and instantly restricting Tang Chen's sight and spiritual probing.
"Seventh Spirit Ring Ability - Clear Sky Avatar!" Tang Chen bellowed in response.
His own black seventh spirit ring flared. Tang Chen merged with his weapon, transforming the Clear Sky Hammer into a colossal, mountain-crushing physical entity forged of dark, heavy metal, wreathing himself in its absolute, kinetic weight.
Qian Daoliu immediately took to the higher atmosphere, his six Seraphim wings propelling him upward with impossible, blinding speed. In the sky, directly beneath the sun, the Seraphim martial spirit was virtually invincible, continuously drawing limitless energy from the solar rays.
"Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Angelic Purifying Flames!" Qian Daoliu roared from above.
His black eighth spirit ring blazed. He swung the massive Angel Divine Sword downward. The sky above Tang Chen literally tore open, raining down a catastrophic, inescapable shower of liquid, golden fire. This was not ordinary flame; it was a highly specialized, divine fire that specifically targeted and burned away the enemy's spirit power reserves upon contact.
"Clear Sky Nine Absolutes - Absolute Shield!" Tang Chen grunted, rapidly swinging his colossal hammer avatar in a defensive, horizontal circle.
He generated a massive, torrential hurricane of pure kinetic force to deflect the falling golden fire. However, the Angelic Purifying Flames clung to the kinetic winds, slowly eating away at the defensive spiritual fluctuations.
"Torso Bone Ability - Blood Bat's Demonic Armor!" Tang Chen activated his hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bone, knowing a simple kinetic shield would not suffice.
A massive, ultra-dense, blood-red exoskeleton manifested around his colossal hammer avatar, absorbing the residual shock and heat of the golden flames.
Qian Daoliu did not relent. He utilized his supreme speed, diving from the sun like a golden falcon.
"Left Arm Bone Ability - Light-speed Phantom Strike!"
Qian Daoliu's left arm, holding the Angel Divine Sword, moved at the literal speed of light. He delivered a single, completely undetectable, horizontal slash aimed directly at the center of Tang Chen's avatar.
Tang Chen's eyes widened. He could not physically track the movement. He relied entirely on his profound, centuries-old battle instincts.
"Right Arm Bone Ability - Absolute Crushing Strike!" Tang Chen roared, desperately swinging his colossal hammer upward to intercept the invisible blow, enveloping his arm and weapon in a dense, golden energy designed to ignore fifty percent of physical damage reduction.
CLANG!
The collision of the Angel Divine Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer shattered the sound barrier, generating a massive, visible shockwave that ripped the clouds apart for hundreds of miles.
Tang Chen was violently thrown backward through the air, his arms completely numb, his blood-red exoskeleton severely cracked by the sheer, overwhelming purity of the holy strike. Qian Daoliu, perfectly stabilized by his wings, immediately pressed the attack, forcing the founder of the Clear Sky Sect entirely onto the defensive. Qian Daoliu was showing him exactly why the Grand Enshrinement was universally recognized as the absolute, undisputed strongest combatant in the sky.
While the golden and crimson titans clashed higher in the atmosphere, Bibi Dong faced the dual threat of Tang Hao and Bo Saixi.
Tang Hao, consumed by a bloodthirsty, berserker rage, charged forward instantly. He wielded the colossal, jagged God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver with both hands.
"Third Spirit Ring Ability - Clear Sky Quake!" Tang Hao bellowed.
His black third spirit ring flared. He swung the divine greatsword horizontally, creating a massive, expanding shockwave of heavily condensed, concussive force designed to violently disrupt Bibi Dong's elegant Rakshasa Domain and repel any incoming projectiles.
Bibi Dong did not flinch. She maintained her flawless, aristocratic composure.
"Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Spider Clone," Bibi Dong murmured softly, her dark purple eyes flashing.
Her black eighth spirit ring pulsed. Directly beside her, the fabric of space warped, and a perfect, physical duplicate of herself materialized. The clone possessed one hundred percent of her spirit power, mirroring her elegant papal gown and cold expression.
"Handle the priestess," Bibi Dong instructed her duplicate smoothly.
The clone immediately dashed to the right, intercepting Bo Saixi, while the original Bibi Dong stepped forward to meet Tang Hao's brutal assault.
As the massive, concussive shockwave of the Clear Sky Quake approached her, Bibi Dong elegantly spun the Scythe of the Rakshasa Goddess in her right hand.
"Sixth Spirit Ring Ability - Demonic Scythe Sweep," Bibi Dong intoned, activating a skill from her second martial spirit, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
She manifested a pair of massive, ethereal, emerald-green spider scythes that overlaid her divine weapon. With a graceful, sweeping motion that belied the devastating power of the attack, she launched a massive, dark green cross-slash.
The cross-slash cleanly, effortlessly bisected Tang Hao's concussive shockwave, parting the kinetic energy like a hot knife through silk, and continued straight toward his chest.
"Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Earth Shattering Smash!" Tang Hao roared, refusing to evade.
He activated his black eighth spirit ring, leaping into the air. He brought the God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver down with terrifying momentum, unleashing a localized shockwave that targeted the specific spatial coordinates around Bibi Dong, attempting to lock her completely in place under immense, crushing gravitational pressure.
"Right Arm Bone Ability - Scythe Dance of Annihilation," Bibi Dong countered, entirely unaffected by the gravitational lock.
Her right arm, infused with the hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor bone, swept the divine scythe in a blindingly fast, complex flurry of motions. She released a massive barrage of dense, cross-shaped slashing waves of dark, necrotic energy.
The barrage of necrotic waves collided with the descending God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver.
The moment the dark purple Rakshasa energy clashed with the jagged, blood-dripping blade forged by the Asura God, a violent, highly unstable chemical reaction occurred in the air. The intrinsic aura of the greatsword acted as absolute poison to the dark energy. The slashing waves violently destabilized, hissing and popping as they were severed by the divine weapon.
Tang Hao smashed through the necrotic barrage, his greatsword aimed directly at her skull.
"Your dark tricks are useless against this blade, witch!" Tang Hao spat, his eyes wide with madness.
"Your weapon is formidable," Bibi Dong acknowledged calmly, her body dissolving into a cloud of toxic, purple gas a fraction of a second before the greatsword cleaved through the space she occupied.
"Fourth Spirit Ring Ability - Venomous Phantasm," her voice echoed from the toxic cloud, having successfully phased through the fatal, physical attack using her Soul Devouring Spider Emperor ability.
She re-materialized ten meters to his left, perfectly composed.
"However," Bibi Dong continued, raising her left hand. "A powerful weapon is only as competent as the brute wielding it. You lack elegance, Tang Hao."
"Left Arm Bone Ability - Death Spider's Lethal Injection!"
Her left hand transformed into a giant, exceedingly sharp black sickle. She lunged forward with explosive, terrifying speed, utilizing her profound agility to slip entirely under his heavy, over-committed swing. She slashed the giant black sickle across his exposed left side.
Tang Hao twisted violently, but the incredibly sharp, dark blade managed to lightly graze his ribs, tearing through his sturdy clothing and leaving a shallow, seemingly insignificant cut.
"First Spirit Ring Ability - Tremor Strike!" Tang Hao grunted, ignoring the cut, instantly condensing high-frequency vibrations into the hilt of his greatsword and swinging it backward to catch her in the ribs.
Bibi Dong smoothly parried the vibrating blade with the haft of her divine scythe, utilizing the momentum of the block to backflip elegantly through the air, creating distance between them.
Tang Hao prepared to charge again, but suddenly, a sharp, agonizing jolt of pain shot through his left side. He looked down at the shallow cut. The flesh around the wound was rapidly turning a sickly, necrotic gray. The hundred-thousand-year bone ability infused her strike with a highly potent venom that caused instant necrosis at the cellular level upon the slightest physical contact.
"Damn it," Tang Hao growled, forcefully circulating his immense Level 99 spirit power to brutally cauterize and isolate the dying tissue, preventing the necrosis from spreading to his vital organs, though the effort cost him a significant chunk of his stamina.
Simultaneously, a few hundred meters away in the sky, Bibi Dong's perfect clone engaged the High Priestess.
"You make me face a mere clone…," Bo Saixi stated, her voice carrying a cold, oceanic fury. "You are insulting me and my Lord Sea God by using this paltry trick against me!"
"Seventh Spirit Ring Ability - Sea God Avatar!" Bo Saixi commanded.
Her pitch-black seventh spirit ring expanded. She did not transform into a beast; instead, she was entirely enveloped in a towering, majestic avatar of pure, oceanic divine power. The avatar radiated a blinding blue light, rendering all water-based and elemental attacks utterly ineffective against her form. She raised the Power of the Ocean staff high into the air.
"Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Ocean's Roar!"
Bo Saixi unleashed her devastating attack. A massive, localized sonic and aquatic shockwave, carrying the crushing, absolute weight of the deep sea trenches, erupted from the purple jewel of her staff. It rolled through the sky like an invisible tsunami, designed to completely shatter the physical and spiritual barriers of the clone.
The clone, perfectly utilizing Bibi Dong's abilities via the Right Leg Clone Spirit Bone, remained entirely calm.
"Second Spirit Ring Ability - Toxic Phalanx!" the clone intoned, activating the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor skill.
The clone erected a massive, towering wall of hardened, incredibly dense, venomous spider legs directly in front of herself.
The oceanic shockwave crashed into the venomous wall. The sheer, crushing physical weight of the Ocean's Roar was immense, causing the thick spider legs to crack and splinter under the pressure.
"Second Spirit Ring Ability - Trident's Wave!" Bo Saixi followed up instantly, determined to crush the duplicate. She swung her staff, projecting three massive, crescent-shaped blades of highly compressed, high-pressure water that easily sliced through the weakened spider legs.
"First Spirit Ring Ability - Crescent Blade," the clone countered precisely.
The clone fired two crossing, razor-sharp blades of dark purple venom from her scythe, intercepting the high-pressure water blades in mid-air. The collision resulted in a massive, hissing explosion of toxic, pressurized steam that temporarily obscured the battlefield.
As the battle dragged on, the sky above Heaven's Roar Pass became a chaotic, terrifying tapestry of violently clashing divine energies.
Moving into the third hour of this apocalyptic struggle, the sun began to slowly trace its arc toward the western horizon, casting long, dramatic shadows across the cloudless stratosphere.
Qian Daoliu was relentlessly, aggressively pressing his absolute aerial advantage. Tang Chen, covered in sweat and bleeding from multiple minor lacerations where the Angel Divine Sword had breached his kinetic shields, was continuously forced to parry and defend, unable to build the necessary, compounding momentum required for his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique due to the Grand Enshrinement's blinding speed.
Bibi Dong was engaged in a flawless, lethal dance of evasion and precise counter-attacks against the bloodthirsty, raging Tang Hao. The God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver was incredibly dangerous, completely capable of severing her dark abilities, but Tang Hao's crude, berserker fighting style allowed her to continuously exploit his openings, slowly bleeding him out with grazing, necrotic strikes.
Meanwhile, Bo Saixi, her expression darkening with mounting frustration, realized that her standard, high-tier aquatic attacks were failing to completely overwhelm the incredibly versatile, resilient clone of the Supreme Pontiff.
"I will not be stalled by a phantom," Bo Saixi murmured, her oceanic eyes glowing with a terrifying, absolute divine authority. She gripped her silver staff tightly with both hands, her aura shifting dramatically from the crushing weight of the deep ocean to the boundless, untouchable majesty of the heavens.
Her single, blindingly brilliant, blood-red ninth spirit ring began to pulse with a terrifying, apocalyptic rhythm.
"It seems the High Priestess has lost her patience," Bibi Dong noted smoothly, parrying another heavy, vibrating strike from Tang Hao's greatsword, her dark eyes briefly flicking toward the massive surge of divine aquatic energy building nearby.
Bo Saixi's single, blindingly brilliant, blood-red ninth spirit ring began to pulse with a terrifying, apocalyptic rhythm. The deep crimson light radiating from the hundred-thousand-year ring washed over her beautiful features, signaling the activation of her ultimate, most terrifying ability.
"Ninth Spirit Ring Ability - Sea God's Possession!"
The moment those words left her lips, the entire world seemed to hold its breath.
A colossal, blinding pillar of pure, golden-blue light erupted from the heavens, tearing through the very fabric of the sky to strike Bo Saixi directly. The sheer, crushing pressure of the deep ocean instantly descended upon the upper atmosphere, carrying a weight so immense that the surrounding air physically cracked and groaned. The scent of salt and ancient, rolling tides flooded the battlefield.
Bo Saixi's body convulsed violently as a true, unfathomable presence entered her mortal vessel. When she slowly raised her head, her serene, ocean-blue eyes had completely transformed. They now glowed with a terrifying, limitless golden radiance that held the supreme, unquestionable authority of the Divine Realm. The High Priestess was no longer present; her body had been temporarily taken over by the Sea God's Divine Consciousness.
The Sea God turned his borrowed, glowing golden eyes toward the combatants hovering in the fractured sky. He did not immediately launch an attack. He simply raised the silver staff, pointing the glowing purple jewel toward the perfect, physical duplicate of Bibi Dong that had been stalling his vessel.
"Sea God Devour," a majestic, genderless voice boomed from Bo Saixi's lips, carrying a divine weight that caused the surrounding space to shudder.
A brilliant light erupted from the jewel on the staff. Instantly, a massive, golden-blue whirlpool, exactly ten meters in diameter, formed directly around Bibi Dong's clone. The whirlpool did not consist of ordinary water; it was forged from highly condensed, pure Sea Divine Energy. The crushing, rotational force of the vortex caught the clone entirely off guard. Despite the duplicate possessing one hundred percent of Bibi Dong's mortal spirit power, the sheer, overwhelming disparity between mortal energy and true Divine Energy was insurmountable.
The dark purple Rakshasa energy shielding the clone was violently ripped away, consumed entirely by the swirling golden-blue waters. With a sickening, wet crunch, the physical duplicate was violently shredded into a fine, dispersing mist of spiritual energy, completely eradicated in a single, effortless motion.
Tang Chen and Tang Hao, hovering nearby, felt a massive, profound wave of relief and burning excitement wash over them.
"He is here!" Tang Hao yelled, his massive chest heaving as he gripped the God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver. The dense white mist of his Deathgod Domain flared with renewed, bloodthirsty vigor. "The Star Luo Empire has undeniably won this war! The Sea God himself has descended to fight for us!"
"Indeed, Hao'er," Tang Chen agreed, his ancient, scarred face breaking into a fierce, triumphant grin. He tightened his grip on the Asura Demon Sword, the crimson aura of his Asura Domain surging powerfully. "Even the Spirit Hall cannot stand against a true entity from the Divine Realm. Their defeat is completely assured today."
The Sea God turned his glowing golden gaze toward the two men of the Clear Sky Sect. He did not insult them; he recognized the distinct, powerful divine legacies they carried.
"You have fought valiantly, Asura's High Priest, and you as well, Slaughter's inheritor," the Sea God spoke smoothly, his voice a rolling tide. "However, you may step back for a moment. This Fallen Angel's High Priest and the Rakshasa Goddess's inheritor are attempting to defy the natural order. They are mine to judge and eliminate."
Without waiting for a response, the Sea God shifted his attention to the northern combatants. He raised the silver staff high above his head, drawing upon the profound, boundless energy of the ocean.
"Azure waves, Poseidon's endless blue," the Sea God intoned.
Aquamarine energy erupted forth from his borrowed body. It was the purest water elemental energy imaginable, flooding the stratosphere as if an entirely new, boundless ocean had been miraculously carved out from the sky itself. The massive, floating sea of golden-blue water rushed forward, carrying the crushing, unstoppable momentum of a tidal wave aimed directly at Qian Daoliu and the main body of Bibi Dong.
Qian Daoliu's golden eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated shock. He quickly raised the Angel Divine Sword, his six Seraphim wings beating furiously to generate a massive shield of holy light.
"Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Angelic Purifying Flames!" Qian Daoliu roared, unleashing a catastrophic shower of golden fire to burn away the encroaching ocean.
But the Sea God's attack was relentless. "One wave after another," the deity commanded.
This was the terrifying characteristic of the Sea Divine Power; it was endless, overlapping, and compounding. Nine distinct, towering layers of pure aquatic force stacked upon each other in rapid succession. The first wave crashed into the golden fire, extinguishing a massive portion of it. The second wave shattered Qian Daoliu's golden shield. By the time the fifth wave hit, the Grand Enshrinement was violently thrown backward, his golden armor dented, completely pushed onto the defensive. He realized instantly that this was a confrontation far beyond his mortal limits. Qian Daoliu wisely chose to retreat further back, creating distance, holding the perimeter to protect the Heaven Dou Empire's forces far below rather than throwing his life away in a futile clash.
Bibi Dong remained perfectly in place. Her rose pink hair fluttered wildly in the gale-force winds generated by the crashing waves. She did not display a single ounce of panic. Her beautiful, elegant features were set in a mask of total, aristocratic calm. Her pink eyes narrowed, glowing with a highly toxic, dark purple light. She gracefully spun the Scythe of the Rakshasa God, channeling a massive surge of Rakshasa Divine Energy directly into the curved, emerald-weeping blade.
"Ninth Spirit Ring Ability - Space Tearing Abyss Slash," Bibi Dong murmured softly.
Her single, dark red hundred-thousand-year spirit ring pulsed. She unleashed a massive, dark green cross-slash from her scythe. The attack sliced cleanly through the fabric of reality itself, generating a massive, gaping void that swallowed the remaining layers of the Sea God's towering waves, completely negating the devastating aquatic assault before it could touch her papal gown.
The Sea God's golden eyes narrowed in profound, genuine shock.
He floated amidst his summoned ocean, staring at the Supreme Pontiff. He could clearly see the dark, swirling currents of Rakshasa Divine Energy wrapping around her weapon and her body. What shocked him was not the presence of the energy, but the flawless, incredibly precise control she exerted over it.
'This mortal woman has truly managed to master and control the Rakshasa Divine Energy to such a terrifying degree, and she has not even completed her trials to become a true God yet?' the Sea God thought, his divine consciousness calculating the threat. 'Her elegance and her seamless integration of the dark elements rival a seated deity. If she is allowed to fully ascend and claim the Rakshasa God's God Position, she will undoubtedly become a massive, insurmountable threat to my chosen successor. She must be eliminated immediately.'
"You possess a surprising mastery over the foul, decaying arts of your patron, Rakshasa's inheritor," the Sea God stated coldly, raising his silver staff to initiate a lethal strike.
Bibi Dong merely snorted, a delicate, highly amused sound that carried clearly across the fractured sky.
"You flatter me, Sea God," Bibi Dong replied, her tone dripping with smooth, elegant mockery. She rested the heavy scythe casually against her shoulder. "However, I must admit, I have been patiently waiting for you to show your face. My beloved warned me that you might attempt to intervene in mortal affairs."
Before the Sea God could question her cryptic words, a profound, terrifying shift occurred within Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.
She did not summon her martial spirits. Instead, the dark purple and emerald aura surrounding her body violently exploded outward, instantly dwarfing the crushing pressure of the Sea God's oceanic domain. Her rose pink hair deepened into a dark, toxic violet. Her pink eyes flashed, the pupils stretching into narrow, predatory slits that glowed with pure, unadulterated malice and supreme, corruptive authority.
She had willingly released her control. The Rakshasa Goddess had officially descended, seamlessly taking over the Supreme Pontiff's mortal vessel.
A sickening, putrid purple sky replaced the blue atmosphere above them. The scent of rotting flesh and ancient, lingering decay entirely overpowered the smell of the ocean.
The Rakshasa Goddess, currently controlling Bibi Dong's elegant body, tilted her head back and let out a dark, chilling laugh that froze the blood in Tang Hao and Tang Chen's veins. She stared directly at the Sea God, a wicked, highly confident smile spreading across her lips.
"Are you truly confident in fighting against me today, you overgrown fish?" the Rakshasa Goddess mocked, her voice overlapping with Bibi Dong's melodic tone to create a terrifying, harmonic dissonance. "Especially considering you are severely handicapped. I see you are lacking your precious toy. Your Divine Artifact, the Sea God Trident, is not with you; it currently rests in the hands of your mortal successor. Furthermore, look around you. We are floating high in the sky over a dry, rocky landmass, hundreds of miles away from your precious ocean. You are remarkably foolish to challenge me here."
The Sea God's golden eyes flared with divine anger. "My power is boundless, Rakshasa. I do not need the ocean to cleanse the world of your foul presence!"
"Then prove it," the Rakshasa Goddess sneered.
The massive, unprecedented fight between true deities commenced, instantly shattering the remaining stability of the stratosphere.
The Rakshasa Goddess did not intend to fight fairly. She raised her left hand, her dark energy swirling. "Eighth Spirit Ring Ability - Spider Clone!"
Drawing upon Bibi Dong's mortal ability, but heavily infusing it with pure Rakshasa Divine Energy, she forcefully tore open the fabric of space. Not one, but two perfect, physical duplicates materialized beside her. However, these clones were not mere mortal reflections; they radiated the terrifying, corrosive aura of a demigod.
"Keep the brutish thugs entertained," the Rakshasa Goddess commanded her clones, pointing a single, elegant finger toward Tang Chen and Tang Hao.
The two clones instantly blurred into motion, launching themselves at the men of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Hao roared furiously, gripping the God-Slaughtering Blood-Cleaver with both hands. "Ninth Spirit Ring Ability - Clear Sky Fury!"
He channeled all his vast spirit power into a catastrophic, world-ending physical smash, the air itself burning a deep, bloody red around the massive greatsword. He swung the blade directly at the approaching clone, relying on the Asura-forged weapon to sever the dark energy.
The Rakshasa clone merely smiled coldly. "Twelfth Scythe Form - Shadow Demon Execution!"
Utilizing one of the Rakshasa Goddess's fourteen exclusive scythe techniques, the clone swung its dark green, ethereal spider scythes. The technique did not clash directly with the heavy greatsword; instead, it phased entirely through the solid metal, slipping past the blade's intrinsic, corrosive aura. The dark energy solidified at the last microsecond, slashing brutally across Tang Hao's chest.
Tang Hao grunted in sudden, agonizing pain as his flesh was laid open. The necrotic venom instantly began to eat away at his ribs, forcing him to rapidly retreat and frantically circulate his spirit power to halt the decay.
Tang Chen, seeing his grandson wounded, surged forward. "Ninth Spirit Ring Ability - Endless Clear Sky Barrage!"
The founder of the Clear Sky Sect bypassed his physical limits, instantly unleashing a relentless, overlapping barrage of nine full-powered, maximum-momentum hammer strikes in a single, terrifying second, aiming to crush the second clone into paste.
"Eighth Scythe Form - Death Weaver's Snare," the second Rakshasa clone intoned calmly.
The clone did not block. It spun its ethereal scythes, rapidly weaving a massive, complex net of highly condensed, pure Rakshasa Divine Energy in the air. The heavy, kinetic hammer strikes crashed into the snare, sinking deep into the dark, sticky energy. The kinetic force was completely absorbed and nullified by the divine construct. The clone then lunged forward, delivering a devastating, spinning kick that sent Tang Chen crashing backward through the sky, blood leaking from his mouth.
While her clones effortlessly beat down the two Limit Douluos, the main body of the Rakshasa Goddess focused entirely on the Sea God.
"Let us see how long your borrowed water lasts," the Rakshasa Goddess taunted, her hands gripping the haft of the Scythe of the Rakshasa God.
"First Form - Unfixed Storm!" the Sea God bellowed, utilizing his most powerful restraining technique from the Golden Thirteen Halberds.
Because he lacked the physical Sea God Trident, he channeled the technique through Bo Saixi's silver staff. He projected a massive, glowing golden ring of divine energy that shot toward the Rakshasa Goddess. The technique was designed to unite attack and defense, completely paralyzing the target for eight seconds, regardless of their strength.
The golden ring successfully struck the Rakshasa Goddess, wrapping tightly around her elegant form and instantly freezing her movements.
"I have you," the Sea God declared, raising his staff. "Moon True Water Dragon!"
Another colossal, hundred-meter-long golden-blue water dragon materialized, roaring as it charged toward her immobilized body.
But the Rakshasa Goddess simply laughed. The golden ring binding her flickered weakly; without the physical Trident to anchor the divine law, the restraining power was drastically reduced against a fellow deity.
"Two seconds is all you get, fish," the Rakshasa Goddess mocked.
With a violent flex of her divine will, the golden ring shattered into a million glowing fragments. She immediately spun her scythe, her rose pink hair whipping around her face.
"Fourth Scythe Form - Venomous Void Laceration!"
She swung the divine weapon in a massive, sweeping upward arc. A terrifying, hyper-condensed blade of pure, toxic purple energy erupted from the scythe. The laceration tore through the sky, colliding head-on with the Moon True Water Dragon. The toxic energy did not simply cut the water; it actively poisoned the divine construct, causing the golden-blue water to turn a sickly, rotting brown before it completely destabilized and collapsed into a harmless shower of corrupted rain.
The Sea God's expression turned grim. He immediately shifted his tactics.
"Accelerate Time!" the Sea God commanded, his divine consciousness tapping into the profound laws of the universe.
He rotated the sky and stars above him, causing the flow of time around his vessel to become significantly faster. His movements became an imperceptible blur. He combined this temporal advantage with his physical assault.
"Thirteenth Form - Body and Spear Fusion, the Big Dipper!"
The Sea God merged his entire divine presence and Bo Saixi's physical body seamlessly with the silver staff, transforming into a massive, blinding constellation of seven golden stars. He shot forward at impossible speeds, attempting to skewer the Rakshasa Goddess with overwhelming, time-accelerated momentum.
The Rakshasa Goddess did not attempt to match his speed. She relied on absolute, area-of-effect devastation.
"Seventh Scythe Form - Soul Tearing Dance!" she intoned, her voice echoing from everywhere at once.
She began to spin, wielding the Scythe of the Rakshasa God in a mesmerizing, highly lethal dance. Every single swing of the heavy blade generated a massive, expanding wave of dark, shrieking phantom energy. Thousands of these soul-tearing waves radiated outward in a perfect sphere, completely filling the airspace around her.
The Sea God, traveling as the Big Dipper constellation, crashed violently into the dense field of phantom waves. The time acceleration allowed him to shatter hundreds of the dark energy blades, but there were simply too many. The sheer density of the Rakshasa Divine Energy acted as a grinding wall, rapidly bleeding off his momentum and slowly eroding his golden starlight.
"You are weak," the Rakshasa Goddess judged coldly, suddenly appearing directly above the struggling constellation. "Fourteenth Scythe Form - Rakshasa's Apocalyptic Judgment!"
She raised the massive, dark purple scythe high above her head. The entire putrid, corrupted sky seemed to funnel directly into the curved blade, condensing the absolute, pure essence of decay and evil into a single, terrifying point. She brought the scythe down with catastrophic force, aiming directly for the center of the golden stars.
"Star Shift Technique!" the Sea God reacted desperately, knowing he could not block the ultimate attack without his Trident.
A burst of golden light rose up from the silver staff, perfectly merging with the descending, apocalyptic scythe blade. Utilizing the profound laws of the ocean, the Sea God forcefully shifted the trajectory of the devastating attack, redirecting the massive blast of dark energy away from himself and sending it hurtling toward the distant, bleeding form of Tang Chen.
"Cowardly fish," the Rakshasa Goddess sneered, instantly snapping her fingers.
The Rakshasa clone that was currently beating Tang Chen flawlessly aborted its offensive strike, throwing itself directly into the path of the redirected Apocalyptic Judgment to shield its master's target. The clone was instantly vaporized by its own creator's ultimate technique, leaving Tang Chen battered but alive.
The Sea God reformed his vessel a few hundred meters away, his golden aura flickering dangerously. Bo Saixi's mortal body was beginning to show severe signs of strain under the immense, continuous channeling of divine energy, her skin turning pale and her breathing growing ragged.
"Second Form - Millennial Space!" the Sea God yelled, attempting to regain the initiative.
He enveloped the Rakshasa Goddess in a massive, sprawling cloud of glowing golden energy, immediately followed by a powerful, multi-layered explosion designed to crush her from all sides.
"Rakshasa Ability - Miasma of a Thousand Corpses," the Rakshasa Goddess countered smoothly, entirely unfazed by the golden detonations.
She released a highly concentrated, localized cloud of absolute, thick black decay from her pores. The miasma rapidly expanded, actively devouring the explosive golden energy, completely neutralizing the Millennial Space before it could inflict a single scratch upon her elegant papal gown.
The fight was entirely one-sided. The Rakshasa Goddess, operating within a vessel that had meticulously prepared to house her dark energy, and wielding her true Divine Artifact, was utterly suppressing the Sea God, who was severely handicapped by his missing Trident, the inland location, and a vessel that was rapidly reaching its physical limits.
Tang Hao and Tang Chen watched in growing horror as the golden-blue light of the Sea God was systematically beaten back and dimmed by the encroaching, toxic purple shadows. Their grand hope of absolute victory was crumbling before their very eyes.
But at the final, desperate moment, when the Rakshasa Goddess raised her scythe to deliver a truly crippling blow to the Sea God's vessel, the heavens fractured once again.
A sudden, terrifying, and utterly overwhelming pillar of pure, blood-red light crashed down from the distant Divine Realm, striking Tang Chen directly.
The founder of the Clear Sky Sect froze completely, his massive body convulsing violently. The crimson aura of his Asura Domain did not just expand; it solidified into a heavy, metallic pressure that smelled of an endless sea of slaughtered corpses. Tang Chen's ancient eyes turned entirely black, radiating a murderous, supreme intent that caused the very fabric of space to groan in agony.
Tang Chen's body was forcibly, entirely controlled by none other than the powerful Godking, the Asura God.
The Asura God had descended. He had watched the battle unfold and realized that the Sea God was failing. He planned to end this chaotic fight by slaughtering this arrogant successor of the Rakshasa Goddess as soon as possible, ensuring his own grand designs remained perfectly intact.
"Your foul, rotting presence ends today, Rakshasa," the Asura God spoke through Tang Chen's mouth, his voice a grating, metallic rasp that vibrated with absolute, supreme authority. He raised the Asura Demon Sword, the Super Divine Artifact humming with a sudden, apocalyptic thirst for blood.
Meanwhile, the Rakshasa Goddess hovering across the sky was not the slightest bit worried.
Even as she sensed the overwhelming, terrifying pressure of a true Godking descending upon the battlefield, she did not retreat. She lowered her scythe, a beautiful, elegant, and highly anticipated smile spreading across Bibi Dong's face.
This was exactly what she had been waiting for. This was the ultimate trap laid out under the flawless, overarching plans of her beloved Zhang Tian.
"Is that so, Asura?" the Rakshasa Goddess asked playfully, entirely unbothered by his murderous intent.
Almost immediately, before the Asura God could even swing his bloody sword, the sky above the Heaven Dou Empire's hidden peak tore open.
A massive, incredibly vibrant pillar of pure, blinding green light descended from the highest reaches of the atmosphere. The light carried an aura of such profound, boundless vitality that the scorched, destroyed air of the stratosphere instantly felt fresh, clean, and teeming with life.
The Asura God's expression turned remarkably ugly as he sensed this new, overwhelming power entering the fray.
It was none other than the supreme authority of the Goddess of Life, the Life Godking's Divine Consciousness descending. And she did not come alone. Accompanying the vibrant green pillar was an incredibly heavy, dark, and purely chaotic aura that belonged exclusively to the God of Destruction, the Destruction Godking.
From within the brilliant green pillar, a figure slowly flew up into the open sky.
It was none other than Zhang Tian. However, it was not his main body, but rather one of his Blood Silver Mirage Clones. As the clone ascended to meet the gathered deities, his eyes were no longer their usual icy blue color. They glowed with a profound, vibrant jade green light, radiating an aura of supreme, nurturing authority.
It was the Goddess of Life who was actively possessing this clone of Zhang Tian currently, ready to balance the scales of the Divine Realm directly upon the mortal battlefield.
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