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Walking to the gates of the Hall of Worship, Tang San finally came to a slow halt. The gates were over ten zhang high, cast entirely from refined steel and carved with a lifelike relief of a Seraphim. Where the two doors met, a golden angel wing unfurled, its tip pointing toward the ground as if guarding the secrets behind the doors.
In the next second, Tang San raised his right hand. Dark Blue Silver Grass vines shot out like Spirit snakes, coiled around the door knockers, and then yanked violently. The heavy gates were forced open with a deafening roar, and sparks flew from the hinges! Inside the hall, it was brightly lit.
At the end of a long corridor lay a massive hall. Six giant pillars stood on either side of the hall, their tops burning with the eternal Angelic Holy Fire. Deepest within stood a ten-zhang-tall statue of a Seraphim, and beneath the statue, a figure stood with hands behind his back.
It was none other than Qian Daoliu. He wore a golden robe; his hair and beard were entirely white, and though his face was aged, he appeared vigorous and spirited. Even without releasing his Spirit, just standing there gave one the feeling that he was integrated with the entire hall.
He was everywhere, yet seemed as if he didn't exist at all. Qian Daoliu's gaze pierced through the long corridor, landing on the black figure at the entrance. "Trespassing into the Hall of Worship and injuring the guards. Young man, do you know that this is a capital offense?" Tang San did not answer. He simply walked slowly into the hall, his footsteps echoing in the empty space.
Each step was steady and powerful, as if treading upon Qian Daoliu's heart. The Dark Blue Silver Grass vines trailed a long shadow behind him like a black cloak. When he reached thirty zhang from Qian Daoliu, he stopped. The two locked eyes. Qian Daoliu's brow furrowed slightly.
He saw the purple-black mist on Tang San's body, the eyes corroded by evil energy, the strange red light within the nine Spirit Rings, and even the faint, bizarre rune on Tang San's forehead. It was a twisted sickle pattern, within which an eerie green flame burned. "Rakshasa God... You have accepted the Rakshasa God's Legacy?" Qian Daoliu's voice was low, carrying a hint of shock.
The corners of Tang San's mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold smile. "Junior Tang San greets Senior. You certainly have a keen eye." Qian Daoliu's gaze became complex. The Rakshasa God, a 1st Class God of the God Realm, presided over slaughter, evil, and revenge.
Unlike the Asura God, the Rakshasa God's power was darker and more extreme. Successors were often corroded in mind by the God Position, eventually turning into madmen who knew only slaughter. The young man before him not only possessed the Aura of the Rakshasa God, but also... "I didn't expect that after Bibi Dong's death, you would be the one continuing the Rakshasa God's trials! Surnamed Tang... you're from the Clear Sky Sect, right? Are you Tang Hao's son?" Qian Daoliu asked as his gaze fell upon the Blue Silver Emperor vines behind Tang San, his pupils constricting slightly. Tang San's smile deepened. "Senior truly has a Wisdom Eye.
I am Tang San, and my father is Tang Hao. As for my Great-Grandfather Tang Chen, I assume you aren't a stranger to him." Qian Daoliu's expression changed slightly. Tang Chen was the man he had struggled against for his entire life.
Tang Chen's great-grandson was actually standing before him, and he had obtained the Rakshasa God's Legacy? Fate was truly ironic. Qian Daoliu suppressed the turmoil in his heart and regained his composure, speaking calmly.
"Tang San, why have you come to my Hall of Worship?" Tang San did not answer directly. Instead, he raised his right hand, palm upward. A cluster of purple-black flames burned in his palm, and within the flames, one could vaguely see twisted faces wailing. Those were the Souls he had devoured. "Senior, I came here because I want to cooperate with the Spirit Empire.
"Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Cooperate? Who do you represent by yourself? The Clear Sky Sect, or the Tang Clan?" Tang San shook his head. "I represent only myself." "Then on what basis do you offer cooperation?" Qian Daoliu's voice was flat, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.
"The Spirit Empire has tens of thousands of Spirit Masters, over a dozen Titled Douluos, and the Hall of Worship is full of experts. You're just a Titled Douluo who recently reached level ninety. Even with the Rakshasa God Legacy, what qualifications do you have to talk about cooperation with me?" "Senior is right, my strength isn't worth mentioning before the Spirit Empire.
But I have one thing that the Spirit Empire doesn't have: knowledge of Tang Chen. More importantly, Tang Chen and I share a deep blood feud. He killed my brothers and caused the death of my lover. I hate him to the bone, and I want to tear him apart." A deep-seated hatred erupted from his eyes, causing even Qian Daoliu to be slightly moved.
"That's why I want to kill him more than anyone else," Tang San took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions. "And I'm more willing than anyone else to give my all to kill him." Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment before slowly asking, "How do you want to cooperate?"
Meanwhile, beneath Star Luo City, the smoke had not yet dissipated, and the blood was not yet dry. The news of the Marshal of Star Luo's death spread through the defenders like a plague. The surviving soldiers' morale collapsed as they retreated in waves. The Spirit Empire's army had already breached the Outer City and was advancing toward the Inner City.
Wherever they passed, fires scorched the sky and wails filled the air. However, at this moment of despair, five figures descended from the sky, blocking the path of the Spirit Empire's army. They were Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Yang Wudi. Five Titled Douluo-level powerhouses stood in a line, their Aura as magnificent as a rainbow.
At the front of the Spirit Empire's formation, six figures stood side by side. The leader was none other than Gold Crocodile Douluo. He was burly with white hair and beard, his face as resolute as if carved by a knife, and nine Spirit Rings circled his body. A level ninety-eight Super Douluo with the Gold Crocodile Spirit, he was a figure of real power within the Spirit Empire's Hall of Worship.
After Bibi Dong's death, he became the commander-in-chief of the Spirit Empire's external conquests. At this moment, he stood with hands behind his back, his gaze as cold as ice as it swept over the five people opposite him. Behind him, five Titled Douluos were lined up on either side. Each one emitted a suffocating pressure.
Grey Wolf Douluo, level ninety-three, Spirit: Azure Moon Wolf King. He was thin with a sinister face, his wolfish eyes glowing with an eerie green light. He specialized in speed and group combat. Red Tiger Douluo, level ninety-two, Spirit: Scarlet Flame Tiger. He was heavily built with a full beard, surrounded by dark red flames. He was hot-tempered and known for his strength. Mystic Crane Douluo, level ninety-two, Spirit: Iron Feather Mystic Crane.
He was slender with white hair falling over his shoulders, and a pair of grayish-white wings fanned gently behind him. He had a cold temperament and excelled in aerial combat. Stone Turtle Douluo, level ninety-one, Spirit: Diamond Stone Turtle. He was short and stout with grayish-brown skin covered in cracks like a tortoise shell.
His defensive power was astonishing, serving as the team's shield. Green Python Douluo, level ninety-one, Spirit: Green Scale Python. He had a long, narrow face and cold eyes, with a faint greenish poison mist swirling around him. Like Dugu Bo, he was a poison-type Spirit Master.
Six Titled Douluos against five. A great battle that would decide the fate of Star Luo City was about to erupt. Gold Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the five before finally landing on Dugu Bo.
"Dugu Bo, are you sure you want to get involved in this mess?" Dugu Bo gave a cold laugh as emerald-green poison mist spread around him, transforming into the massive phantom of a Jade Phosphor Serpent.
"Old man Gold Crocodile, if your Spirit Empire destroys Star Luo, Heaven Dou is next. Instead of waiting for you to come knocking, I might as well beat you back here first." "Just with you?" Gold Crocodile Douluo sneered with disdain. "And with us," Sword Douluo Chen Xin said, taking a step forward. His long sword was unsheathed, his Sword Intent piercing the heavens. Ning Fengzhi stood at the rear, holding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his palm.
The pagoda's light flowed as six buffing lights simultaneously fell upon Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Yang Wudi. "Seven Treasures turn to Glazed Tile. First: Strength, Second: Speed, Third: Spirit, Fourth: Defense, Fifth: Attack, Sixth: Boost!" All attributes increased! A massive white bone phantom emerged behind Bone Douluo Gu Rong, the bones creaking and emitting a heart-palpitating Aura of death.
Yang Wudi shook his Soul Breaking Spear, the tip flashing with a cold light and a chilling Killing Intent. Gold Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly and raised his right hand. "Since you all want to die, I'll fulfill your wish. Attack!" Gold Crocodile Douluo barked his command, his body lunging forward as he charged straight for Dugu Bo! His speed was extreme, crossing the hundred-zhang distance in an instant.
He struck with a palm, golden light shining brilliantly as a golden crocodile phantom emerged within his palm, opening its bloody mouth to bite at Dugu Bo's throat! Gold Crocodile Sky-Tearing! Dugu Bo was prepared.
The Jade Phosphor Serpent phantom coiled around him as he waved his hand, sending an emerald-green poison mist transformed into a venomous python to meet the golden crocodile!
The two forces collided, erupting in a deafening explosion! Poison mist scattered and golden light shattered as both men retreated three steps! A flash of surprise crossed Gold Crocodile Douluo's eyes. "Dugu Bo, your poison is even stronger than the rumors said.
"A trace of blood leaked from the corner of Dugu Bo's mouth, yet he sneered. "Old guy, your strength isn't half bad either." Both men struck again simultaneously! Gold Crocodile Douluo attacked with both hands, each palm strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter stone! Dugu Bo's movements were eerie as he wove through the palm winds, his poison mist following like a shadow, constantly eroding Gold Crocodile Douluo's protective Spirit power! On the other side, Sword Douluo Chen Xin faced off against Grey Wolf Douluo and Red Tiger Douluo.
Silver sword beams intertwined with gray wolf claw shadows and red tiger flames, erupting in brilliant light in the sky! Grey Wolf Douluo's speed was like a ghost, launching attacks from all directions as his wolf claws tore the air! Red Tiger Douluo attacked head-on, his Scarlet Flame Tiger phantom roaring as every punch carried a scorching heat wave! Sword Douluo fought one against two, yet he didn't fall into a disadvantage at all! "Seventh Spirit Ability—Seven Kill True Body!" Sword Douluo shouted as he transformed into a ten-zhang-long silver giant sword, its blade flowing with holy light as it swept outward!
Grey Wolf Douluo's expression changed as he retreated violently, yet he was still struck in the left arm by the sword beam, blood splattering! Red Tiger Douluo roared, meeting the sword blade with both fists, only to be shaken back dozens of steps, his hands splitting open! "What a fine sword!" Red Tiger Douluo gritted his teeth. Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and the silver giant sword slashed down again! Bone Douluo Gu Rong faced off against Mystic Crane Douluo and Stone Turtle Douluo.
The white bone phantom collided violently with the mystic crane and stone turtle! Mystic Crane Douluo's wings were like blades, diving from high altitude as every attack precisely struck Bone Douluo's skeleton! Stone Turtle Douluo's defense was amazing, taking Bone Douluo's attacks directly and occasionally counter-attacking with heavy punches! "Seventh Spirit Ability—Bone Dragon Avatar!" Gu Rong's size surged as he transformed into a ten-zhang-tall white Bone Dragon!
The dragon bones were as hard as iron and the bone claws as sharp as knives; one swipe of a claw sent Mystic Crane Douluo flying! A breath of dragon fire erupted, forcing Stone Turtle Douluo to retreat into his shell! But Stone Turtle Douluo's defense was simply too strong; the Bone Dragon's sharp claws couldn't break his shell at all!
"Skeleton, is this all the strength you've got?" Stone Turtle Douluo poked his head out from his shell and gave a sinister laugh, slamming a fist into the Bone Dragon's chest! The Bone Dragon staggered back three steps, and fine cracks appeared on the white bones of its chest! Yang Wudi faced off against Green Python Douluo. The Soul Breaking Spear clashed intensely with Green Python Douluo's Poison Fang Needles.
Spear shadows and needle shadows intertwined as sparks flew! Green Python Douluo's movements were eerie, like a venomous snake slithering through a forest, constantly launching attacks from tricky angles! Though his poison mist was not as fierce as Dugu Bo's, it was still highly corrosive. Several charred spots had already appeared on Yang Wudi's robes. "Break!" Yang Wudi roared as blood-red light erupted from the Soul Breaking Spear.
One thrust of the spear transformed into a blood-red dragon, lunging straight for Green Python Douluo! Green Python Douluo's expression changed as the Green Scale Python phantom coiled around him and poison mist condensed into a shield! The poison shield shattered and Green Python Douluo was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth! "Is this all you can do?" Yang Wudi said with disdain.
Green Python Douluo crawled up from the ruins, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with malice. In the center of the battlefield, Ning Fengzhi held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, six buffing lights constantly falling upon his side's Titled Douluos. His face grew paler and paler.
Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was powerful, providing continuous buffs to four Titled Douluos was a massive drain on him. But he didn't dare to stop. Because he knew that once the buffs stopped, their defensive line would immediately collapse.
The fate of Star Luo City rested upon his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Gold Crocodile Douluo forced Dugu Bo back with a palm strike, his gaze sweeping the battlefield as his brow furrowed slightly. The opponent's tenacity exceeded his expectations.
He thought that with six Titled Douluos attacking, they could easily crush them, but he didn't expect Dugu Bo and the others to actually hold firm. He couldn't delay any longer. "Gray Wolf, Red Tiger, come help me! Kill Dugu Bo first!" Gold Crocodile Douluo said solemnly.
Grey Wolf Douluo and Red Tiger Douluo exchanged a glance, forced back Sword Douluo at the same time, and flashed over to stand beside Gold Crocodile Douluo. The Auras of the three Titled Douluos intertwined, pressing down on Dugu Bo like three giant mountains! Dugu Bo's expression changed, yet he didn't retreat.
He knew he couldn't. Behind him was Star Luo City, the soldiers who were still fighting, and the innocent common people. "Old Poison, I'll help you!" Sword Douluo Chen Xin took a step forward, landing beside Dugu Bo. He held his long sword across his chest, his Sword Qi piercing the heavens. Bone Douluo Gu Rong also broke free from Mystic Crane Douluo and Stone Turtle Douluo, standing side by side with Dugu Bo and Sword Douluo.
Yang Wudi shook his spear tip, forcing back Green Python Douluo, and joined them as well. Four Titled Douluos facing six. Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brilliantly. The six buffing lights lit up once more, boosting all their attributes again!