Chapter 361: Bibi Dong's Fall
At this moment, Tang San appeared incredibly pleased.
"Yang Xiong, don't blame me for this. The Asura God and the Rakshasa God are naturally opposed. If I don't eliminate you, you will act against me sooner or later. This is the mission bestowed upon me by the previous Rakshasa God."
Yang Xiong's mouth twitched, "The Rakshasa God. It seems I still underestimated that woman. I'm afraid everything was orchestrated by her behind the scenes."
Tang San said, "According to the previous Rakshasa God, both the Asura God and the Rakshasa God are gods of slaughter. Then why must the Rakshasa God only be a first-class god, while the Asura God can be a God King of the God Realm? If you aren't eliminated, the Rakshasa God will forever be beneath the Asura God. So no matter what, you must die."
Yang Xiong's expression changed slightly, "Tang San, even if I am injured now, do you think you can deal with me? Don't forget, since we were children, you haven't won against me even once. What gives you the right to say such words?"
Tang San laughed, "Haha! In the past, I might not have been a match, but unfortunately, you are too heavily injured now. No matter how strong you are, you cannot possibly overcome two gods."
As Tang San's words fell, the grand array of the entire Jialing Pass changed. The undead legion, originally controlled by Bibi Dong, all looked toward Tang San right now, their eyes filled with reverence.
The original undead legion pushed their auras to the extreme. Everyone seemed to start sacrificing their bodies and souls. Energy shot up into the sky at an extreme speed, faintly forming a black shadow. All the energy was injected into Bibi Dong's body at top speed, making it look as if she was about to explode.
Immediately after, Tang San's body also underwent a change at this instant. Countless dark blue silver grasses suddenly grew from his body. The blue silver grasses directly wrapped the out-of-control Bibi Dong entirely. It seemed this dark blue silver grass possessed an incredibly terrifying devouring ability.
Even though Bibi Dong let out wild howls, looking extremely unwilling to be controlled by Tang San, and unwilling to be slaughtered by him.
Seeing this situation, Qian Renxue looked incredibly angry. Even though heavily injured, she ignored her wounds, gripping the Angel Sacred Sword and charging directly at Bibi Dong. Clearly, she wanted to cut off the dark blue silver grass wrapping around Bibi Dong.
But Tang San, holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, directly transformed into a black shadow and blocked Qian Renxue.
Bibi Dong was full of reluctance. Her lower half transformed into the massive Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, unwilling to give up fighting back even at the end.
Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's body was quickly enveloped by the dark blue silver grass. All eight long pincers of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor were also wrapped up. Moreover, the aura of the undead legion injected into Bibi Dong's body at extreme speed, even restricting her movements.
Bibi Dong's body, originally brimming with divine power, seemed completely powerless to resist right now. Countless energy, along with the dark blue silver grass, rapidly merged into Tang San's body.
Furthermore, the dark blue silver grass not only wrapped around Bibi Dong but also sent out countless tentacles, quickly spreading across the entire Jialing Pass battlefield. Except for the personnel far away from the battlefield, all the corpses were devoured cleanly at an extremely fast rate.
Even with Qian Renxue giving her all, she could not defeat the black figure Tang San had transformed into. After all, having fought to this point on the entire battlefield, Tang San was the only one who hadn't been injured, and the only one still in his peak condition.
Qian Renxue looked at Yang Xiong with great unwillingness, "Yang Xiong, Tang San is in a critical state right now. Only now do we have a chance to kill him. Otherwise, we won't have any chance of winning, and this world will ultimately be ruled by this evil god."
Yang Xiong ignored Qian Renxue's words, merely staring fixedly at Tang San. He seemed to want to observe the changes in Tang San's heart, to see if the Tang San before him was the same as the Tang San in his impression.
Actually, having known Tang San for so many years, Yang Xiong had always been very wary of him. On one hand, he was wary of Tang San's various fortuitous encounters; on the other hand, he was wary of Tang San's talent, and especially the many Tang Sect ultimate techniques Tang San possessed from his past life.
Speaking of Tang San's fortuitous encounters, the truly strongest wasn't the so-called immortal herbs, nor the so-called twin martial souls, but the Mysterious Heaven Skill. This was Tang San's true trump card, and the real foundation for his rapid rise.
But no matter what, no matter how wary he was, they weren't really enemies, nor did they have any conflicts. Their past interactions were considered normal.
At this moment, Yang Xiong couldn't help but shake his head. He had trusted Tang San wrongly after all. At the very least, Tang San was not the elegant gentleman from the original novel. Perhaps this was the true manifestation of the Tang Sect's rules.
Yang Xiong seemed to sense something. Turning his head to look behind him, Ning Rongrong, who was originally far from the battlefield, had actually arrived beside him at some point.
Looking at Yang Xiong's injuries, Ning Rongrong looked incredibly heartbroken.
"Little Xiongzi, how are your injuries? Quickly eat some sausages to heal."
While handing Yang Xiong sausages, multiple beams of light from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda rapidly merged into Yang Xiong's body. Unfortunately, after entering his body, these lights were like stones dropping into the ocean; they had no effect on Yang Xiong at all.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but shake his head, "Don't waste your effort. I know my own injuries well. Ordinary soul masters' abilities have no effect on me anymore."
Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San in the distance, a look of confusion in her eyes, "Little Xiongzi, how did Tang San turn into this? He wasn't like this when we studied together in the past."
Yang Xiong smiled, "Perhaps this is Tang San's true face. In the past, we were all too weak, so none of us showed our true faces, including me."
Ning Rongrong hurriedly said, "Then what should we do now? Looking at Tang San, it seems he will continue to grow stronger. Will you fight to the death? Haven't you thought about attacking early?"
Yang Xiong shook his head, "I'm fine. Since this is Tang San's choice, maybe I was wrong from the beginning. Perhaps the Angel God and the Rakshasa God are truly destined to be enemies forever."
"Looking at it now, these things are probably all within the previous Rakshasa God's calculations. Unfortunately, no matter how much she calculated, there's always a misstep. She underestimated my strength, and overestimated Tang San's strength."
"Rongrong, you go back first. I will handle this matter. You don't need to worry too much; you should know my character."
Ning Rongrong carefully observed Yang Xiong, her eyes still extremely worried, "Little Xiongzi, since I can't help you, then let me stay by your side. Even if we die, I'll die with you."
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Compared to Yang Xiong's calmness—or rather, in the eyes of others, Yang Xiong was merely quietly healing his wounds—the situation of Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue was much worse.
The divine power on Bibi Dong's body seemed to be devoured by the dark blue silver grass at an extremely fast rate. Her originally beautiful face now began to show wrinkles, gradually aging.
Looking at Bibi Dong's state, if this continued, her fall would only be a matter of time.
Qian Renxue, seeing Bibi Dong like this, no longer possessed the solemnity of a heavenly god and attacked Tang San madly.
Unfortunately, in terms of combat power, Tang San seemed quite a bit higher than Qian Renxue. Furthermore, Qian Renxue had also been sneak-attacked, while Tang San's momentum was climbing steadily.
Eventually, in just a few minutes, the entire Jialing Pass battlefield underwent a heaven-and-earth-turning change. The undead legion originally controlled by Bibi Dong gradually turned to ash, completely dissipating, and their energy seemed to be entirely absorbed by Tang San's dark blue silver grass.
Bibi Dong looked incredibly tragic. The originally extremely powerful Soul Devouring Spider Emperor now lacked its former imposing aura, looking more like a very weak martial soul.
Bibi Dong's face was full of wrinkles, and her black hair had all turned snow-white. The soul power on her body vanished without a trace, making her look like an elderly person at death's door.
When Tang San retracted his dark blue silver grass, Bibi Dong only had one last breath left, falling directly from the sky.
Qian Renxue quickly caught Bibi Dong. Her eyes seemed filled with regret—regret for lacking strength, and seemingly regret for their past oppositions.
Bibi Dong was dying, looking at Qian Renxue with her remaining gaze. She used all her strength to try and caress Qian Renxue's face, but unfortunately, she no longer had any strength left.
Qian Renxue hurriedly grabbed Bibi Dong's hand, tears seemingly welling in her eyes, "Don't do this. No matter how much you hate me, I don't want you to die. You are, after all, my only relative in the world."
Bibi Dong held on to her last breath, staring fixedly at Qian Renxue, "I'm sorry, Xue'er. I was not a qualified mother. You must live well."
Immediately after, Bibi Dong's arms dropped. Her body no longer held any trace of a living person's aura.
The founder of the Spirit Empire, the first Emperor of the Spirit Empire, Bibi Dong, had just broken through level one hundred to become a god, yet she had already fallen. And she died an incredibly tragic and useless death.
All the people of the entire Spirit Empire looked at Bibi Dong's death, every one of them looking incomparably depressed. This was their supreme Emperor, and the faith of countless people. Unfortunately, she died just like that. This seemed to portend the decline of the Spirit Empire.
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Compared to Bibi Dong's fall, Tang San's momentum was climbing at this moment. His entire person appeared incomparably tall. Especially that black aura, it felt like the apocalypse had arrived; the killing intent made people extremely fearful.
Only then did Tang San look at Yang Xiong, "Yang Xiong, you're still putting on that aloof appearance. To think you didn't attack me just now. Then you no longer have any chance of defeating me."
"Now I am the true Rakshasa God. Especially after obtaining the God-Slaying Array and Bibi Dong's energy, my strength will be unprecedentedly powerful. Even in the God Realm, no one will dare underestimate me."
Yang Xiong smiled, "Tang San, since you are full of hostility towards me, then only one of us can live today."
"Unfortunately, whether it's you or the previous Rakshasa God, although you calculated so much, you don't know my true strength, much less my trump cards."
Tang San roared, "I don't care what trump cards you have. Today, it's either you die or I live. Only one of us can survive. I will definitely defeat you. I will definitely be the ruler of this world."
A hint of disdain appeared in Yang Xiong's eyes, "You're wrong. As long as you die, I will definitely survive."
After speaking, the aura on Yang Xiong's body instantly surged. His entire body was wrapped in powerful life energy. Ghostly blue flames appeared from deep within his body. His original injuries and the intense poison actually disappeared at an incredibly fast rate. Even the auras of the Rakshasa God and the Angel God on his wounds dissipated extremely quickly.
By the time everyone looked at Yang Xiong again, the current Yang Xiong did not look injured at all.
(END CHAPTER)
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