Chapter 428: Tang San Tricked? Ambush!
Several Soul Douluo and flying Soul Masters from the Spirit Empire attempted to ambush her. Although they dared not truly aim to kill, they still had to maintain the appearance of a siege.
Bi Ji spread her wings, and a life barrier blocked wave after wave of attacks.
But she was, after all, not a purely combat-oriented Ferocious beast; under the continuous depletion, her face gradually turned pale.
Tang Chuan, hiding deep within the Blue Silver Grass, watched this scene, his brows furrowing slightly.
Things were starting to exceed their initial control. They had originally only intended to stage a sufficiently realistic battle, but since Tang San refused to appear, they had to keep raising the stakes.
By now, it was no longer a simple act.
This was a true collision between Divine Rank and Ferocious beast rank.
If this continued, it would sooner or later result in true, serious injuries, or even death.
Yet Tang San was still waiting; that wisp of Rakshasa mist was still hiding far away.
Neither approaching nor retreating, like a hunter with extreme patience.
Seeing this, Tang Chuan whispered in his heart: "Still not coming out?"
On the edge of the Rakshasa Space, the excitement in Tang San's eyes grew more intense. He saw it very clearly; this time was different. Qian Renxue's golden divine blood was real, and the sword marks on Di Tian's dragon claws were real.
Even the injuries Xiong Jun and Golden Crocodile Douluo inflicted upon each other were real.
Chi Wang, Zi Ji, Ten Thousand Demon King, and everyone in the Priest Hall had all begun to bleed.
This was not something that could be acted out; even if it was a trap, it had already turned into reality.
Looking at this scene before him, the corners of Tang San's mouth slowly curled upward, and he said in a deep voice: "Fight, keep fighting."
"The more serious you are, the more I like it. Wait until you are truly both heavily injured, wait until Di Tian is forced to use the Dragon God Claw, wait until Qian Renxue's divine force is exhausted to the limit."
"Then I will appear, and at that time, no one will be able to stop me."
He gripped the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe, his body leaning forward slightly.
In the sky, the battle between Qian Renxue and Di Tian had entered a white-hot stage.
Pure golden divine fire burned behind Qian Renxue's six wings. She transformed into a golden meteor, and the Angelic Sacred Sword in her hand slashed continuously at Di Tian.
Every sword strike that fell was like a beam of sunlight tearing through the night.
Di Tian's massive black dragon body coiled and flew, its dragon claws, tail, and breath exploding in turns, forcibly contending with Qian Renxue head-on.
Suddenly, Qian Renxue seized the moment when Di Tian's dragon wings spread, and slashed a sword at its left wing.
Puchi!
Dragon scales shattered, and black-gold dragon blood spilled across the sky.
Di Tian let out a low dragon roar, and its massive body sank.
The expressions of Xiong Jun, Bi Ji, and the other Ferocious beasts all changed.
Although this wound was not fatal, it was a real wound.
Di Tian had been wounded.
The next moment, the golden light in Di Tian's eyes surged violently.
It no longer suppressed its rage, and the Black Dragon King's Origin erupted completely.
An ancient and terrifying pressure rose from within its body.
"Not good." Tang Chuan's expression changed slightly.
Di Tian was going to use the true Dragon God Claw. Qian Renxue similarly sensed the crisis; the light on her Angelic Divine Armor surged, her six wings folded, and she held the Angelic Sacred Sword high.
"Di Tian!" "Are you playing for real?"
Di Tian said in a low voice: "If I don't play for real, I won't be able to fool him."
As the words fell, Di Tian raised its dragon claw.
In that instant, the entire world went quiet.
The aura of the Dragon God Claw descended upon the battlefield once more.
On the edge of the Rakshasa Space, Tang San's pupils shrank violently.
"Dragon God Claw..."
The scar on his chest began to ache intensely at this moment.
That was instinctive dread, but at the same time, the greed in his eyes was unprecedentedly intense.
Di Tian was actually going to use the Dragon God Claw.
That meant it had been forced to the point of having to get serious.
It was impossible for Qian Renxue to take this blow without being harmed.
A chance. A real chance was coming.
Tang San's breathing became gradually rapid, yet he still forcefully held back from making a move.
He wanted to wait for this blow to truly land, for both sides to suffer the strongest backlash.
In the center of the battlefield, the Dragon God Claw slowly swung out.
The black-gold claw shadow tore through the Void Realm, slashing toward Qian Renxue with the Origin of destruction.
Divine light surged in Qian Renxue's golden eyes. She, too, did not retreat.
"Angel God Skill. Sun Sacred Judgment!"
The golden sacred sword transformed into a blazing sun, meeting the Dragon God Claw.
Boom—!
Two extreme Divine Rank powers collided. The world instantly lost its color; the golden sun and the black-gold dragon claw tore at each other in mid-air, and the erupting terrifying pressure made it impossible for everyone and every Soul Beast on the entire battlefield to stand steady.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, Zi Ji, and others were all knocked back simultaneously. Bi Ji's healing light screen shattered directly. Large swathes of the Ten Thousand Demon King's vine sea turned into powder.
The Blue Silver Grass network where Tang Chuan was hiding was also shaken violently by this blow.
In mid-air, Qian Renxue also pretended to be injured and flew backward; three fine cracks appeared on the chest of her Angelic Divine Armor, and a wisp of real golden divine blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Di Tian's massive dragon body also slammed heavily into the forest, scales on its left claw shattered, and the Black Dragon King's aura was clearly shaken. At this moment, regardless of whether this battle was a trap at the beginning, the injuries on its body were real. The depletion was also real.
On the edge of the Rakshasa Space, Tang San finally smiled. He laughed coldly, crazily, and excitedly.
"It is now." He suddenly raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. Behind him, seventeen Undead Titled Douluo all opened their greyish-white eyes.
Tang San stepped into the rift. Purple-black mist surged toward the battlefield like a tide.
"Qian Renxue, Di Tian, you fought well." "Now, it is my turn to harvest."
A purple-black rift tore open with a boom at the edge of the battlefield. Tang San stepped out from the Rakshasa Space, his black robes fluttering, holding the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. Behind him, the seventeen Undead Titled Douluo appeared all at once, like evil ghosts crawling out from the depths of Hell.
Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tang Xiao, the Five Great Elders of the Clear Sky Sect, as well as Flender, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, and other undead stood quietly in the black mist, greyish-white Martial Soul flames flickering in their eye sockets.
Tang San's gaze swept across the battlefield. He saw Qian Renxue kneeling halfway on a distant mountain peak, the Angelic Sacred Sword inserted into the ground, the golden divine light dim, and a wisp of golden divine blood still remaining at the corner of her mouth.
He saw Di Tian's massive black dragon body smashed into the depths of the forest, the edges of its dragon wings broken, its dragon might clearly weakened, and Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, Zi Ji, Ten Thousand Demon King, and other Ferocious beasts were all injured as well.
The several elders of the Spirit Empire had chaotic auras, and their military formation was in chaos. Everything was the perfect opportunity he had been waiting for for so long.
Humans and Soul Beasts were both heavily injured. The Angel God and the Beast God were both critically injured.
At this moment, Tang San finally no longer suppressed the greed in his heart. He slowly opened his arms, the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe floated in front of him, and the phantom of the purple-black rakshasa altar rose behind him.
"The blood of so many powerhouses." "The Origin of so many Soul Beasts." "And the Souls of the Angel God and the Black Dragon King." "As long as I devour you, my Rakshasa Ninth Trial can be completely completed."
Tang San raised his head, eerie green flames dancing wildly in his eyes. "After today, no one on the Douluo Continent will be able to stop me from becoming a God!"
However, no sooner had he finished speaking, on the distant mountain peak, Qian Renxue, whose aura had originally been withered, suddenly raised her head. She looked at Tang San, and in her golden eyes, there was not a trace of weakness, only a touch of mockery that was cold to the extreme.
"Finally willing to come out?"
Tang San's heart jumped violently. In the next instant, the so-called "divine blood" at the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth suddenly ignited, turning into a wisp of golden flame and dissipating.
The cracks on the Angelic Divine Armor on her chest also healed instantly as golden light circulated. The originally dim Angel Holy Light surged explosively, and her six wings spread out. The golden, sun-like radiance illuminated the entire battlefield.
Tang San's pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible! You were clearly hit by Di Tian's Dragon God Claw and Black Dragon World Annihilation; how could you be completely fine?"
Qian Renxue slowly stood up and pulled out the Angelic Sacred Sword. The aura on her body was not weakened in the slightest; it was even more holy and stronger than before.
She looked at Tang San coldly, her voice resounding through the world: "Tang San, do you really think this God is one of those Soul Masters who have not yet become Gods?" "I am a First-Class Divinity, the Angel God." "No matter how strong Di Tian is, it is still not a God." "If the Dragon God used the complete Dragon God Claw, perhaps it could injure my Foundation." "But that blow just now was just a play we put on for you to see."
"As for this bit of divine blood—" Qian Renxue raised her hand and waved it, golden flames dancing at her fingertips. "It was merely an illusion condensed from Angel divine force."
Tang San's expression instantly became extremely ugly. He had been tricked. He had truly been tricked. That earth-shattering battle between humans and Soul Beasts just now had still not actually injured Qian Renxue. Di Tian was acting, and Qian Renxue was acting too. All those so-called mutual heavy injuries were all put on for him to see.
Tang San turned his head sharply, looking toward the direction where Di Tian had fallen. Deep in the forest, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, who had originally been "seriously injured and fallen," slowly raised its head. Its black dragon wings spread, and its dragon might rose again. Di Tian's massive body stood up from the collapsed ancient trees, its golden dragon pupils staring coldly at Tang San.
It did indeed have a few wounds on its body, but those injuries were far from as serious as Tang San had imagined. It said, its voice low like thunder: "Tang San, you are too greedy."
Tang San gritted his teeth. He did not hesitate any longer. Almost the moment he confirmed he had been tricked, he suddenly swung the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe and turned to slash at the Void Realm behind him. "Rakshasa Space, open!"
The purple-black scythe light tore through the air. But this time, the space did not split open. The Rakshasa Demonic Scythe slashed at the Void Realm, but it was as if it had struck an invisible golden divine wall.
Boom! Golden flames rose from all directions. In an instant, the entire sky transformed into a huge golden cage. Countless Sun True Fire burned from the Void Realm, connecting heaven and earth, sealing off the southeast, northwest, and all directions.
That fire was not ordinary fire. Every wisp contained the purest solar Origin of the Angel God Position. Holy, blazing, and purifying all evil, as soon as the Rakshasa Death Qi touched the Sun True Fire, it emitted a harsh, shrill scream, like rotting flesh thrown into flames, instantly turning into black smoke.
Qian Renxue stood high in the sky, the Angelic Sacred Sword pointing at Tang San. "Do you think this God was really just fighting chaotically with Di Tian just now? Tang San, from the moment you stepped onto the battlefield, the Sun True Fire had already sealed this space." "You cannot escape."
Tang San's face was livid. He swung the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe again, continuously slashing out several spatial rift blades. The eerie green scythe light bombarded the surroundings frantically, yet the golden fire screen formed by the Sun True Fire only trembled violently and was never torn open. Every time the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe slashed out a rift, the Sun True Fire would immediately burn over, forcibly burning the rift shut. Tang San finally felt a true chill.
Angel divine force was indeed one of the nemeses of Rakshasa divine force, especially since Qian Renxue had already become a God. After the Sun True Fire sealed the space, his Rakshasa Space could not be opened for a moment. "Damn it!"
Tang San let out a low roar and suddenly looked down at the ground. If the sky wouldn't work, and space wouldn't work, then he would go underground. Although the Rakshasa Space was sealed by the Sun True Fire, there were still shadows and Death Qi remaining beneath the earth. As long as he used the Rakshasa divine force to escape underground and then used the Undead Legion to stall Qian Renxue, there might still be a chance to escape. Thinking of this, Tang San did not hesitate at all. He transformed into a purple-black afterimage and rushed straight toward the ground.
"Xiao Wu, Tang Xiao, Bibi Dong, stop Qian Renxue!" The Undead Legion behind him rioted simultaneously. The Xiao Wu undead transformed into a pink afterimage and rushed toward Qian Renxue. The Tang Xiao undead and the Five Great Elders of the Clear Sky Sect all raised their grey-black Clear Sky Hammers together. The Bibi Dong undead's Twin Spider Emperor Martial Soul spread out, death spider silk surging into the sky, covering the sky and earth. The other undead also rushed toward Qian Renxue, Di Tian, and the surrounding Ferocious beasts, attempting to create a momentary chaos. Tang San took the opportunity to fall downward. As long as he approached the ground, as long as he could escape underground, he still had a chance.
But just at the moment his toes were about to touch the ground, the entire ground suddenly lit up. Cyan-gold light gushed out from the depths of the soil. A Blue Silver Grass broke through the soil. Following that, a second one, a third, a fourth... In the blink of an eye, countless Blue Silver Grass grew crazily from the ground, like a cyan-gold ocean, instantly covering the entire battlefield.
Those Blue Silver Grass were not ordinary grass leaves. Every leaf flowed with the life divine light of the Blue Silver Emperor, and every grass stem was like a chain that had been waiting for a long time, accurately and unerringly wrapping around Tang San's limbs and the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly. "Blue Silver Grass?!" "Tang Chuan!"
He swung the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe, and the eerie green blade light slashed down frantically. Large swathes of Blue Silver Grass were cut off. But for every one cut off, ten would grow. No sap flowed from the broken grass leaves; instead, a more concentrated cyan-gold light of life surged out. Those lights of life collided violently with the Rakshasa Death Qi on Tang San's body, emitting a sizzling sound. Tang San felt his legs were like being trapped in a boundless swamp of life. The more he struggled, the tighter the Blue Silver Emperor wrapped around him. He raised his head sharply.
In the next instant, a blue-gold light tore through the smoke and dust in the center of the battlefield. Tang Chuan slowly walked out from the Blue Silver Grass ocean, with blue clothes and blue hair, holding the Sea God Trident in his right hand. The blue-gold gem in the center of the trident emitted a vast divine light. The tip of the trident gently tapped the ground, and the surrounding space rippled like the ocean. Tang Chuan looked at Tang San, his eyes calm, yet terrifyingly cold. "Tang San." "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Seeing this, Tang San's expression changed completely. If Qian Renxue's Sun True Fire had sealed the sky and space, then Tang Chuan's Blue Silver Grass had sealed the earth. There was Angel Holy Light in the sky, a Blue Silver Grass life net underground, and the Void Realm was suppressed by the Sea God Trident. Around him were also Di Tian, Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, Zi Ji, Ten Thousand Demon King, Bi Ji, and the powerhouses of the Spirit Empire's Priest Hall. This was not an ordinary encirclement; this was a net of heaven and earth specifically laid out for him. Tang San stared fixedly at Tang Chuan, the resentment in his eyes almost condensing into substance. "It's you again." "It's you again!" "Tang Chuan, why do you always have to ruin my plans?!"
Tang Chuan gripped the Sea God Trident and took a step forward. The Blue Silver Grass under his feet surged along with it, like a cyan-gold wave. "Because you deserve to die." The short four words were like a heavy hammer slamming into Tang San's chest. Tang San laughed in extreme anger.
"I deserve to die?" "I am doing this to resurrect Xiao Wu, to take back everything that should have been mine, what did I do wrong?" "Those people were weak to begin with!" "The Souls of the weak becoming nourishment for me to become a God is their honor!"
Qian Renxue slowly descended from the sky, her golden six wings stretched out, and the Sun True Fire condensed into a huge golden divine ring behind her. She said coldly: "Slaughtering cities and devouring Souls, refining the dead into Puppets, not even sparing your own relatives and teachers." "Tang San, you are not even as good as an Evil Soul Master."
Di Tian also slowly approached from the other side. The Black Dragon King's true form was incomparably massive, and every step made the earth tremble. Its golden dragon pupils locked onto Tang San, its voice low: "You slaughtered my Star Dou Soul Beasts and polluted the Great Fierce Land." "Today, this Seat will not let you escape a second time." Xiong Jun twisted his neck, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw slowly extending, grinning coldly: "Tang San, last time I let you run away, I've been holding back a belly full of fire."
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