High above the mortal plane, suspended within the dark, chaotic fringes of the Divine Realm, a twisted domain of shadows and malevolence pulsed with a sudden, violent fury. This was the sanctuary of the Rakshasa God, a realm built upon the condensed, lingering resentment and devilish auras of a billion slaughtered souls. The sky here was a bruised, rotting violet, constantly weeping a rain of dark ash. In the absolute center of this nightmare landscape sat a towering throne forged from polished, blackened bones and bound together by thick, translucent spider silk.
Upon this throne lounged the main body of the Rakshasa God. Her lithe, extremely voluptuous figure was barely contained within a jagged armor of dark bone and sheer silk. Her skin possessed a sickly, pale violet hue, and her massive, heavy breasts heaved with a sudden, uncontrollable anger.
A stream of pure spiritual energy had just forcefully bridged the gap between the lower realm and her divine sanctuary, flooding her mind with the accumulated memories of her fractured Divine Sense that had been sealed within Bibi Dong's Sea of Consciousness.
"A mortal!" the Rakshasa God shrieked, her voice a terrifying, ear-piercing screech that shattered the nearby bone pillars. "A pathetic, short-lived mortal weed dared to break my absolute control over my chosen inheritor!"
She slammed her pale fist against the armrest of her throne, causing dark cracks to spiderweb across the bone. The sheer audacity of Zhang Tian using his strange, chaotic plant martial spirit to clear Bibi Dong's mind of her divine influence was an insult that demanded absolute, bloody retribution. She wanted to instantly descend upon the Douluo Star and crush the red-haired boy into a fine, bloody paste.
However, as a First Class God, her survival instinct and sheer cunning eventually overpowered her blind rage. She forced herself to calm down, her glowing, sickly green eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. She sank back into her throne, crossing her long, pale legs as she began to meticulously sift through the transmitted memories of her Divine Sense.
The more she reviewed the silent, visual records of Zhang Tian's actions, his creations, and his spoken words, the more her initial fury transformed into profound, chilling astonishment.
She witnessed the memories of the massive, subterranean laboratories. She saw the intricate, revolutionary spirit tools he was forging—devices that defied the natural laws of the mortal world. She saw his self-created spirit abilities, which were not merely powerful, but carried an underlying, complex understanding of elemental laws that rivaled the lowest tier of divine authorities.
But what truly paralyzed her ancient mind was the conversation her Divine Sense had engaged in with him.
'He knows,' the Rakshasa God thought, her pale fingers tapping nervously against her plush, curvy thigh. 'He knows about the hierarchy of the God Realm. He knows about the five God Kings. He knows closely about the Asura God, my eternal nemesis, and he speaks of God Positions with the casual, terrifying clarity of an equal.'
It was an absolute impossibility for a mortal born on the Douluo Star to possess this level of classified, cosmic intelligence. The only logical, rational explanation her divine mind could construct was that this Zhang Tian had somehow become the secret inheritor of a God who was intimately familiar with the highest echelons of the Divine Realm.
She scoured the memories, searching for a divine signature. Her mind snagged upon the details of Zhang Tian's Fifth Spirit Ring, which had been harvested from the Thunder Hell Prison Vine.
'The Thunder God,' the Rakshasa God concluded, a dark, victorious smile spreading across her seductive face.
The Thunder God had been one of the absolute strongest First Class Gods in the entire God Realm. His raw, destructive combat prowess had been so utterly overwhelming that he did not even lose out in a frontal clash against a God King. He had tragically fallen hundreds of thousands of years ago during the apocalyptic war against the Dragon God. It made perfect sense. The Thunder Hell Prison Vine held a microscopic trace of that fallen god's bloodline. Zhang Tian must have stumbled upon the Thunder God's hidden legacy on the mortal plane.
Although she hadn't actively noticed any trace of the Thunder God's divine energy on Zhang Tian's aura through the memories, she didn't find that surprising in the slightest. The Thunder God, a being of immense power, would have naturally provided his lone inheritor with some supreme divine treasure to completely conceal his energy from the prying eyes of the current pantheon.
'If he is the inheritor of the Thunder God, then his words carry immense weight,' the Rakshasa God mused, her tongue darting out to wet her dark lips. 'But I must test his claims. I must see if the boy speaks the truth, or if he is simply weaving a web of convenient lies.'
As a deity who controlled exactly half the divine authority over the Slaughter City—sharing the domain with her nemesis, the Asura God—her vision could effortlessly pierce the veil of that subterranean prison. She cast her glowing green gaze downward, piercing through the cosmic barrier and focusing entirely on the Hell Slaughter Arena.
She immediately found the one Zhang Tian had spoken of. Tang San.
The youth with the dark purple eyes and the chilling, lethal aura had indeed recently entered the Slaughter City. She watched the temporal echoes of the arena. Tang San had just undergone a brutal, bloody match in the Hell Slaughter Arena, utilizing his strange, covert martial arts and a plain iron hammer to ruthlessly crush nine other combatants and secure his first victory.
'The boy is here. The first piece of the mortal's words are true,' the Rakshasa God noted, her interest piquing.
She then shifted her divine gaze deeper into the city, seeking out the absolute ruler of the domain: the Slaughter King.
The Slaughter King, who was in truth the legendary Tang Chen, sat upon his throne of blood. The Rakshasa God smiled as she saw her beloved pet, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, firmly entrenched within the man's physical vessel, suppressing his glorious mind with constant, maddening bloodlust.
However, as she pushed her divine perception deeper, actively peeling back the layers of Tang Chen's vast, suppressed Sea of Consciousness to verify her absolute control, her smile vanished instantly.
Deep within the darkest, most heavily chained corner of Tang Chen's mind, buried beneath mountains of her bat's rotting influence, she found an anomaly. It was a microscopic, incredibly dense trace of pure, righteous, and overwhelmingly murderous energy. It was a sealed fragment of the Asura God's Divine Energy.
The Rakshasa God gasped, her lithe body jolting upright on her bone throne.
This horrified her beyond measure. The fact that this trace of the Asura God's Divine Energy actually existed within Tang Chen's Sea of Consciousness in a deliberately sealed, dormant state meant something catastrophic. It meant that the moment that specific energy was triggered or activated by an external force—perhaps by the arrival of Tang San—it could easily, instantly awaken Tang Chen from his blood-soaked stupor.
If Tang Chen regained his legendary, unmatched clarity, he could effortlessly destroy her little bat from the inside out. Tang Chen was a terrifyingly powerful Level 99 Limit Douluo, a once-in-a-generation peerless genius and an absolute pinnacle spirit master. Her bat, on the other hand, was barely at the level of a two-hundred-thousand, or perhaps three-hundred-thousand-year-old beast. In a battle of pure spiritual willpower, the bat was vastly, laughably weaker compared to Tang Chen's true might.
This terrifying revelation sent a cold shiver down the Rakshasa God's spine. It proved that one of the most absurd, impossible things Zhang Tian had warned her about was a terrifying reality. It made her realize with crystal clarity that the matters related to this Slaughter King were actually not in her absolute control, or perhaps, they never truly were in her control to begin with! The Asura God had been playing a long, patient game of chess, using her own pet as a temporary placeholder while waiting for the perfect inheritor to arrive.
Panic began to set in. If the Asura God was actively scheming in the mortal realm, what other God Kings were making moves?
She immediately expanded her Divine Sense, sweeping across the Douluo Star to check up on other significant divine hotbeds. She focused on the vast oceans. The Sea God's Island seemed calm enough, the barrier of oceanic light shimmering peacefully without any sudden, aggressive fluctuations.
Finding no immediate threat there, she decided to turn her gaze toward her most hated, ancient rival. She focused on the towering, golden statues within the Spirit Hall, checking up on the Angel God's God Trials. She had never dared to try manipulating or changing the Angel God's God Trials before. She lived in constant fear of alerting the powerful, remnant divine sense of that Angel God. If that remnant divine sense discovered her tampering, it might recklessly burn itself out entirely just to fight against her, causing massive, unacceptable trouble and severe injuries for the Rakshasa God in the Divine Realm.
However, as she cautiously probed the outer edges of the Angelic Trials surrounding the golden-haired girl, Qian Renxue, the Rakshasa God was struck by another horrific shock.
Hidden within the pure, golden light of the purification trials, she found a faint, deeply buried trace of the Sea God's azure Divine Sense.
'What in the name of the Evil God is this?' the Rakshasa God thought, her hands trembling as she withdrew her perception.
It made her realize that, most likely, there was some massive, unprecedented scheme being enacted by the Sea God directly against the Angel God's legacy. Was it because the Sea God was no longer satisfied with the vast, boundless faith harvested solely from the ocean? Did he want to secretly hijack or use the Angel God's trials in some grand scheme to forcefully acquire faith from the continental landmass as well?
This was a shocking, incredibly dangerous scheme involving multiple top-tier deities. The entire board was shifting.
She couldn't just sit on her throne and passively observe anymore. No, she had to take immediate, drastic action, or else exactly what that mortal, Zhang Tian, had said might really come true. If the Asura God crowned a new successor and shattered her God Position while the Sea God usurped the land, she would find it difficult to recover.
For the sake of her own power and her very survival, she absolutely had to support that mortal. He seemed incredibly confident in his ability to deal with these divine threats. Was it through the hidden power of his Thunder God's Legacy? She didn't know, and frankly, she didn't care. She needed an ally on the ground.
Making her decision, the Rakshasa God re-established the secure, heavily encrypted connection with her divine sense that still lingered within Bibi Dong's mind. She sent a direct, urgent mental summons, asking Bibi Dong to immediately bring Zhang Tian into her Sea of Consciousness. She desperately needed to have a proper, binding talk with him to find out exactly what he wanted from her in exchange for his protection.
Back in the mortal realm, the morning sun was streaming through the windows of the master bedroom in Crimson Zenith City. Zhang Tian and Bibi Dong had just finished dressing in their elegant, immaculate clothing. Bibi Dong paused, her pink eyes widening slightly as she felt the massive, urgent pressure echoing from the dark corner of her mind.
"Husband," Bibi Dong spoke, turning to Zhang Tian with a serious expression. "She is calling for us. The main body has responded."
Zhang Tian smiled, a dark, victorious glint in his icy blue eyes. "Perfect timing. Let us see what the Rakshasa God has to offer."
Bibi Dong closed her eyes and immediately opened her Sea of Consciousness. Zhang Tian, moving with practiced ease, summoned his martial spirit. "Sixth Spirit Ring Ability: Blood Silver Mirage Clones."
His sixth red spirit ring flashed brilliantly, producing a flawless clone. He infused his Quasi-God mental energy into the duplicate, and the clone stepped forward, placing two fingers against Bibi Dong's smooth forehead.
A few moments later, Zhang Tian's consciousness arrived once again within the vast, golden-purple expanse of Bibi Dong's Spiritual Sea. Bibi Dong's mental projection materialized beside him, and together, they glided across the mental ocean toward the dark, fog-filled epicenter.
When they arrived, the figure waiting for them was vastly different from the fragmented sense they had spoken to previously. The sheer, overwhelming density of the dark purple aura and the suffocating pressure of absolute malice confirmed the entity's status.
Zhang Tian stared at the breathtakingly voluptuous, bone-armored figure of the Rakshasa God. He was genuinely surprised; this time, the projection was quite a bit stronger, vibrating with true divine authority.
"I take it I am talking directly to the main body this time?" Zhang Tian asked casually, crossing his arms.
To this, the Rakshasa God's majestic, seductive form nodded slowly. Her glowing green eyes locked onto him. She did not waste time with insults. She immediately told Zhang Tian of her horrifying findings: the sealed Asura energy within Tang Chen, and the hidden trace of the Sea God within the Angel Trials.
To her immense frustration, Zhang Tian wasn't the slightest bit surprised by any of these cosmic revelations. He merely nodded, absorbing the confirmation of his own theories.
"Since you are talking to me now in this capacity," Zhang Tian spoke, his voice carrying the authority of an equal negotiator, "it means you are officially agreeing to support me and your chosen inheritor, Dong'er, against the other gods."
The Rakshasa God bristled slightly, her divine pride flaring. She haughtily lifted her chin, her massive breasts pushing against her sheer silk bindings. "Do not let your arrogance blind you, mortal. You shouldn't go beyond your limits. My support depends entirely on what exactly it is you want from me."
Zhang Tian smiled, entirely unfazed by her arrogance. "My demands are highly reasonable. Firstly, I want you to completely remove the Deathgod Domain from Dong'er. Or, at the very least, you must alter it to ensure that the Asura God absolutely cannot use it to see through her or track her movements. Or maybe even replace it with your own domain. This should not be a difficult task for a First Class God, right?"
The Rakshasa God didn't mind this condition in the slightest. In fact, it was a sound tactical move. Replacing the domain would somewhat strengthen her inheritor, an action she had been deeply unwilling to do before out of spite, but now, it was a necessity. It could significantly help her gather greater faith if her empowered successor eventually helps her take entire control over the Slaughter City.
"Consider it done," the Rakshasa God agreed smoothly. She turned her glowing green eyes toward Bibi Dong's projection. "Listen closely, my inheritor. I am altering your foundation. You can use my Rakshasa Domain from now on, which can be considered a vastly upgraded, darker version of the Deathgod Domain. It is fueled by resentment and absolute malice, and it absolutely won't have any connection or tether with that hypocritical Asura God or his God Trials."
She paused, offering a crucial, tactical warning. "However, it would be best for you not to aggressively use my Rakshasa Domain directly against the Angelic Domain or the Slaughter Domain of the Asura God in a clash of pure laws just yet. Their authority of laws is fundamentally incompatible with my own, and currently, because you have not fully ascended, your Rakshasa Domain might be severely suppressed against them in a direct confrontation."
Bibi Dong listened intently. She didn't care all that much about the domain itself, but removing any trace of the Asura God's influence from her spirit was a welcome purification. She simply nodded her head in calm acknowledgment, remaining entirely devoted to Zhang Tian's strategy.
"Excellent," Zhang Tian continued. "My second condition is that you must actively help me deal with the Sea God's hidden measures on the Angel God's God Position when the time comes. This should not be difficult for you to monitor and counter, right?"
The Rakshasa God had already planned to do exactly this. Letting the Sea God's God Position acquire faith not just from his vast ocean, but stealing faith from the continental landmass through the Angel God's legacy, was disastrous for her own future ambitions. She agreed to Zhang Tian's demand with a sharp nod of her head.
"Next," Zhang Tian spoke, his icy blue eyes gleaming with the pure, unadulterated thirst for knowledge. "I request that you teach me exactly how to create a Self-Condensing Spirit Ring, or fundamentally, how the mechanics of a God-Bestowed Spirit Ring actually works."
Upon hearing this audacious request, the Rakshasa God paused. She had seen all the detailed memories of her divine sense within Bibi Dong. She had observed Zhang Tian meticulously creating complex Spirit Tools and attempting to artificially condense Self-Condensing Spirit Rings, only to fail due to energy conflicts.
"Your mortal intellect is truly frightening," the Rakshasa God admitted, floating closer to his clone. Her voice lost its mocking edge, replaced by the tone of a dark scholar. "I will tell you this: your method and your theoretical plan regarding Self-Condensing Spirit Rings, and even the mechanical design of your Spirit Tool, can be considered very good and absolutely on the right path. You have grasped the fundamental laws of spirit origin stimulation."
She raised a pale finger, pointing directly at his chest. "The only critical, fatal difference is that you are forgetting the fuel. The energy required to forge a ring from nothingness is not the same as ordinary mortal Spirit Energy. You require the Immortal Qi of the Divine Realm."
Zhang Tian's eyes narrowed. "Immortal Qi?"
"Yes," the Rakshasa God explained, her divine knowledge flowing freely. "It can also be called Divine Life Energy. It is pure, absolute life energy that has been sublimated and condensed at a very, very high, divine level. You need to gather a truly massive, unfathomable amount of raw Life Energy from your mortal world and sublimate it to create this Immortal Qi. That Qi can then be used as the perfect, flawless fuel for your spirit tool to seamlessly condense your Self-Condensed Spirit Ring without any elemental conflict."
She further explained the anomaly of the beasts. "The Transformed Spirit Beasts, like that little rabbit, do not need to seek out external Immortal Qi for condensing their rings. Because they are stimulating their own spirit origin with their own spirit energy from the exact same source residing in their Spirit Core as consumable energy. That core forms nascently upon their advancement to the Hundred Thousand Year Old Spirit Beast stage and solidifies during their human transformation. It acts as an internal, self-sustaining battery of pure Spirit Energy that resonates with their origin."
When Zhang Tian heard this profound, divine explanation, his eyes flashed with a brilliant, blinding spark of inspiration. He finally understood exactly what he must do to perfect his research. The missing link was massive, pure life energy.
To thank her for her invaluable assistance, Zhang Tian decided to offer her a tangible, immediate reward.
"You have my gratitude, Rakshasa," Zhang Tian told her smoothly. "In exchange, I have a gift for you. I have recently created a small, heavily guarded, isolated city within the frozen borders of my own northern territory. It can be considered a miniature Slaughter City, designed specifically as a brutal prison for Evil Spirit Masters or even those mundane mortals who commit heinous, unforgivable crimes such as rape, mass murder, and so on. Naturally, it is managed by my absolute best enforcers regularly to ensure the blood flows without ending the population."
He smiled, a dark, generous expression. "I tell you this because, until I find a flawless way to completely acquire and capture the actual Slaughter City from the Asura God's grip, I can easily create a grand, imposing temple dedicated entirely to you in the center of that miniature city. I shall officially name it Rakshasa City. With your temple established, you can freely spread your dark influence, gather the agonizing faith of the damned, or inspire any vile depravity you want within its walls. The entire city is guarded tightly by high-level arrays and permanently monitored by my Blood Silver Grass to ensure that in the highly unlikely case anyone leaves, or manages to break out of the city, he or she can be immediately hunted down, crippled, and put back into the Rakshasa City."
The moment she heard of this grand, horrific offering, the Rakshasa God felt a profound thrill of excitement. This Zhang Tian was truly not bad at all. She naturally understood that this was Zhang Tian actively trying to get on her good side for the sake of solidifying his alliance and protecting Bibi Dong. Well, although a miniature city was not massively useful for her overall divine power in the short term, in the long run... its usefulness as a dedicated, concentrated battery of dark faith could be just as great for her as the Slaughter City itself.
"I accept your tribute, mortal," the Rakshasa God purred, her seductive smile returning in full force.
But her expression quickly grew serious. She needed to ensure her investments were protected. She floated closer, her voice dropping to a harsh whisper.
"But you both should know and prepare for this reality," she warned, looking between Zhang Tian and Bibi Dong. "I cannot actively, overtly help my inheritor become a God too quickly, even after she successfully passes her Eighth Trial or even if she starts her Ninth Trial immediately."
"Why?" Bibi Dong asked, her brow furrowing.
"Because of the balance," the Rakshasa God explained grimly. "If my inheritor aggressively starts her Ninth Trial and begins the final ascension, there is a phenomenally high chance that the Asura God will immediately sense the shift in cosmic power. He will put all his patient plans on hold and immediately, forcefully use his divine sense within that Tang Chen to immediately have his own successor inherit his Asura God's God Position to counter us. It would trigger a divine war before you are fully prepared to defend yourselves."
Zhang Tian nodded seriously, his mind calculating the timelines. He had naturally considered such a catastrophic possibility, but to hear the Rakshasa God explicitly speak of it and confirm the danger... this really made him sigh out in slight frustration. The board was incredibly delicate.
He stared at the Rakshasa God and adjusted his demands. "Very well. Then just do this: simply provide God-Bestowed Spirit Rings to Bibi Dong to flawlessly fill all the remaining Spirit Ring slots for both of her twin martial spirits, but only immediately after she officially passes her Eighth Trial. This should be a perfectly acceptable, covert action considering Bibi Dong had practically never received any actual, tangible reward from her God Trials other than a Divine Artifact, which she should have gotten by default anyway."
The Rakshasa God considered the demand and accepted it with a slow nod. She knew it would consume quite a bit of her hoarded divine energy to forge that many God-Bestowed rings, but the tangible, long-term benefits provided by Zhang Tian's Rakshasa City were quite great.
However, as a Rakshasa God, she never gave without demanding blood in return. She looked at Zhang Tian, her green eyes glowing with raw, unadulterated malice.
"I will grant her the rings," the Rakshasa God agreed. "But I ask you for one more, ultimate thing in return. When the time comes, you must actively help my God Position get stronger. You must aid me in utterly devouring that Asura God's God Position after you kill the inheritor of that Asura God."
Zhang Tian looked at her, his expression carefully neutral. He knew the sheer, apocalyptic danger of that request.
"If I am in a position to safely accomplish that without risking my empire..." Zhang Tian told her honestly, choosing his words with absolute precision. "I would do it. But I absolutely cannot make any ironclad promises about delivering a God King's God Position to you. After all, that God Position belongs to a powerful God King. Who knows if the real Asura God, the Destruction God King, the Evil God King, the Kindness God King, or the Life God King would violently take action and descend upon the mortal realm to prevent me from doing that? I will not fight the entire pantheon for your ambition."
The Rakshasa God gritted her teeth, but she ultimately agreed with his cold, flawless logic. She couldn't force a mortal to fight the entire divine realm. "Fair enough. We have a deal, Zhang Tian."
With the divine negotiations concluded, they both parted ways. Zhang Tian's clone dissolved into particles of red light, his consciousness snapping back to his true body sitting in the opulent sitting room. Beside him, Bibi Dong opened her pink eyes, letting out a long, shuddering breath as the Rakshasa God immediately went to work within her soul, fulfilling her promise to completely sever and replace the Deathgod Domain with the darker, purer Rakshasa Domain.
Meanwhile, Zhang Tian sat back in his chair, his mind racing. He had thought up a massive problem regarding his Seventh Spirit Ring. He had been rather deeply wondering which specific, immensely powerful beast it should be harvested from. And now, thanks to the Goddess, he had a definitive answer. He needed to acquire supreme, unparalleled life energy and then sublimate it using his arrays to create Immortal Qi.
The only entity on the entire planet capable of providing that purity or volume of energy would be the absolute Life Core of the entire Douluo Star... The Ancient Golden Tree.
Zhang Tian tapped his chin thoughtfully. He had absolutely no idea if the Ancient Golden Tree even existed in a tangible, accessible form yet, or if it was still dormant deep within the earth. Because in the original story timeline, it was formally planted and awakened by Tang San only after he became a God, placing it at the site of the new Shrek Academy.
Well, Zhang Tian naturally didn't plan on killing or attempting to destroy the Ancient Golden Tree. That was physically impossible and incredibly stupid, as it would shatter the vitality of the entire planet. He would just respectfully request it to passively condense his Seventh Spirit Ring for him, or perhaps offer him a primordial Seed of Nature. If that miraculous exchange happens, his Blood Silver Emperor spirit should undergo a massive, foundational evolution once again and firmly, permanently enter the legendary level of God-Ranked Spirits.
But for that grand plan to commence... he had to actually find the hidden Ancient Golden Tree first. And for this impossible tracking task, he naturally went to seek Jin Xi's assistance.
After all, she was the Emperor Auspicious Beast, blessed with the power of destiny. She could undoubtedly find the Ancient Golden Tree, and more importantly, only she possessed the natural, harmonic authority to convince the ancient, sentient Ancient Golden Tree to willingly help him.
Zhang Tian stood up, leaving the sitting room and making his way down to the expansive, reinforced training grounds situated in the southern wing of the estate.
As he stepped out onto the viewing balcony, he was greeted by a highly entertaining, incredibly sexy spectacle.
Down in the massive stone arena, Jin Xi was currently engaged in a fierce, high-speed sparring match against both Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun simultaneously. Despite her lower cultivation level of Level 51 compared to the two Spirit Emperors, Jin Xi was easily, gracefully suppressing both of the feline women. This was entirely due to the overwhelming, suppressive nature of her Golden Dragon Martial Spirit, the divine sharpness of her Golden Dragon Spear, and her incredibly strong spirit ring abilities.
Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun were indeed putting up quite a bit of a fight, refusing to yield easily. They darted around the arena like twin shadows.
Zhu Zhuqing, wearing a skin-tight, black leather combat suit that desperately hugged her massive breasts and thick thighs, was wielding a pair of short, incredibly sharp dark blades. She moved with blinding speed. "Sixth Spirit Ring Ability: Phantom Realm Assault!" she shouted, her voice echoing in the arena.
Instantly, a thirty-meter-wide phantom realm of pure darkness materialized around her. She utilized instant, ten-meter teleports, leaving behind solid, attacking afterimages that struck at Jin Xi from multiple angles, trying to bypass the dragon's defense.
Zhu Zhuyun, wearing a similarly revealing dark purple bodysuit that highlighted her own gorgeous, curvaceous figure, was using a sleek, single-edged sword that had been personally taught to her by Zhang Tian. She leaped high into the air, her massive breasts bouncing wildly. "Sixth Spirit Ring Ability: Spectral Guillotine!" she cried out.
A massive, ten-meter-wide crescent blade of dark shadow energy erupted from her sword, slashing downward toward the golden-haired girl with the force of a falling building.
Zhang Tian leaned against the balcony railing, a dark, highly perverted smirk spreading across his handsome face. He thoroughly enjoyed watching the fierce fight. It was quite a sexy, breathtaking scene to see such incredibly gorgeous, voluptuous beauties like Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun, and Jin Xi fighting so intensely against each other.
Their tight clothing strained against their bodies, their large breasts bouncing and jiggling heavily with every athletic leap and sudden twist, their curvy buttocks flexing as they dashed across the stone. Sweat glistened on their pale skin, making them look even more alluring.
Jin Xi stood perfectly calm in the center of the dual assault. She wore light, flowing golden combat silks that did nothing to hide her own massive, heavy breasts and wide hips.
"First Spirit Ring Ability: Golden Dragon Body!" Jin Xi called out cheerfully. A thick, brilliant layer of golden light completely covered her curvaceous body, granting her extreme, impenetrable physical defense. The Spectral Guillotine slammed into her raised arm and simply shattered into harmless dark sparks.
She then twirled her Golden Dragon Spear, golden lightning crackling along the shaft. "Second Spirit Ring Ability: Dragon's Strength!" A massive, roaring golden dragon projection materialized behind her, amplifying her physical strength to monstrous levels.
She thrust her spear forward, easily parrying Zhu Zhuqing's teleporting strikes. "Fifth Spirit Ring Ability: Tyrant Dragon's Roar!"
Jin Xi let out a loud, melodious shout. A massive, expanding shockwave of pure golden energy erupted from her body. The shockwave carried an inherent, terrifying dragon-type suppression that instantly reduced the combat power of the two feline spirits by a massive fifty percent. Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun stumbled, their speed severely dropping as the fear paralysis washed over them for a brief second.
Just as Jin Xi prepared to launch a counterattack to finish the spar, her innate 'Golden Dragon's Perception' flared. She possessed an almost three-dimensional perception, able to perceive things others could not. She instantly sensed the familiar, beloved aura of Zhang Tian standing on the balcony.
She gasped, her crimson eyes lighting up with absolute, innocent excitement to see Zhang Tian arrive.
She immediately threw away her heavy Golden Dragon Spear. The divine weapon clattered harmlessly against the stone floor. Completely ignoring the spar, she bounded across the arena with terrifying speed. She leaped gracefully up to the balcony, throwing her arms tightly around Zhang Tian's neck and crushing her massive, soft breasts against his chest in a desperate, loving hug.
"Zhang Tian! You came to watch me!" Jin Xi cheered, burying her face in his neck and inhaling his scent.
Zhang Tian laughed, wrapping his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulling her flush against his body. He kissed the top of her golden head, his hands casually drifting down to squeeze her plump, firm backside.
"I wouldn't miss it, Jin Xi," Zhang Tian murmured affectionately, looking down into the arena where Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun were currently panting heavily, both looking up at their husband with dark, incredibly lustful, and submissive eyes, waiting eagerly for their own turn to be praised and touched by the man who owned their very souls.
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A/N: Check out my other novels [Villain: Manipulating The Heroines Into Hating The Protagonist] and [Harem Master: Seduction System].
Also, check out 20 Chapters Ahead for this fanfic on my P.atreon.
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