Chapter 429: Tang San's Soul on the Verge of Shattering
Meanwhile, the three heads of Chi Wang simultaneously spewed hellfire, and Zi Ji unfurled her Hell Demon Dragon wings, sealing off the western sky.
The Ten Thousand Demon King took root in the earth, his countless vines intertwining with the Blue Silver Grass to form another layer of a botanical cage.
Although Bi Ji stood at the rear, she released a radiance of life, prepared at any moment to stabilize everyone's injuries while purifying the Rakshasa Death Qi drifting across the battlefield.
On the Spirit Empire side, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other Elders also ceased their battle with the Ferocious beasts, turning around one after another to fix their gaze on Tang San.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was icy.
"Tang San, you slaughtered the cities in the rear of our Spirit Empire and killed our soldiers and civilians."
"It is time to settle this account today."
Azure Luan Douluo, Lion Douluo, Light Feather Douluo, Thousand Weight, Demon Subduing Douluo, and the other Elders dispersed to occupy different positions. Just moments ago, they were locked in combat with the Ferocious beasts, but at this moment, everyone and every Ferocious beast turned their spears toward the same target—Tang San.
The entire battlefield fell silent for an instant.
The next moment, the seventeen Undead Titled Douluo regrouped from the black mist, shielding Tang San.
The Tang Xiao undead stood at the very front, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer.
The Bibi Dong undead unfurled the phantom images of the Death Spider Emperor and Soul Eating Spider Emperor.
The Xiao Wu undead stood vacantly at Tang San's side.
These undead had no emotions, no fear.
Yet Tang San himself, for the first time, truly felt the sensation of being hunted. He scanned his surroundings.
Above, Sun True Fire. Below, Blue Silver Grass. Directly in front, Tang Chuan. To the left, Qian Renxue. To the right, Di Tian. All around, Ferocious beasts and Spirit Hall Elders.
Even the Rakshasa Space had been suppressed by the combined force of the Sea God Trident and Sun True Fire; he was completely out of options.
Tang San's expression was gloomy to the extreme, his fingers gripping the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe tightening inch by inch.
"Good."
"Very good."
"Tang Chuan, Qian Renxue, Di Tian."
"You really think highly of me."
Tang Chuan said indifferently:
"It is not that we think highly of you."
"It is that we cannot let you live any longer."
Tang San suddenly laughed, his laughter growing louder and louder.
"Hahahaha!"
"You cannot let me live?"
"Then give it a try!"
He abruptly raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe, and the phantom image of the rakshasa altar behind him rose with a boom.
The seventeen Undead Titled Douluo simultaneously ignited with gray-white Soul fire.
The ghostly green flames in Tang San's eyes danced wildly.
"Do you think that by surrounding me, you have won?"
"Don't forget."
"I still have them!"
"Rakshasa Undead, kill for me!"
Boom!
The undead legion erupted simultaneously.
In an instant, the seventeen Undead Titled Douluo moved in unison.
Gray-white Soul fire ignited within their eye sockets, and the dense Rakshasa Death Qi swept out like a tidal wave, forcibly isolating all the powerhouses other than Tang Chuan, Qian Renxue, and Di Tian.
The Tang Xiao undead stepped forward first, the gray-black Clear Sky Hammer in his palm expanding abruptly, purple-black thunder coiling around the hammer body as the overbearing pressure belonging to the number one Tool Spirit in the world erupted instantly.
Behind him, the five undead Elders of the Clear Sky Sect also raised their hammers in unison. With six Clear Sky Hammers raised at once, the sky seemed to be pressed down a few notches.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression sank, and he said:
"Leave the Clear Sky Sect undead to us!"
As the words fell, Golden Crocodile Douluo charged out first, his Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul True Body condensing once again. The massive phantom of the Golden Crocodile King roared toward the sky, its golden scales emitting a heavy radiance as it crashed directly into the Tang Xiao undead.
The Tang Xiao undead showed no expression.
He gripped the hammer with both hands and smashed it down head-on.
Boom!
The Golden Crocodile King collided head-on with the Clear Sky Hammer, the terrifying shockwave instantly overturning a large area of the ground.
Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a muffled grunt, retreating half a step. The Tang Xiao undead was also knocked back several zhang, but it felt no pain and had no hesitation; the Clear Sky Hammer in its hand was swung again almost the very next instant.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes grew cold.
"Even after death you are driven by Tang San; Tang Xiao, your Clear Sky Sect's reputation has been completely disgraced by this brat!"
The Tang Xiao undead naturally did not respond.
It simply smashed the Clear Sky Hammer down again.
Meanwhile, the five undead Elders of the Clear Sky Sect also attacked the other powerhouses of the Priest Hall respectively.
Thousand Weight and Demon Subduing Douluo joined forces to meet two of the undead Elders, their Coiling Dragon Rod and Demon Subduing Rod sweeping across in an intersection, forcibly blocking the bombardment of the Clear Sky Hammers.
Light Feather Douluo drew his crystal ice longbow and fired an arrow; the cold light pierced through the air, freezing the shoulder of one of the Clear Sky Sect undead Elders.
But the next moment, that undead Elder shook his arm, using the Clear Sky Hammer to shatter the ice on his shoulder, ignoring even his broken bones as he charged toward Light Feather Douluo once again.
Light Feather Douluo's expression changed slightly.
"These things really do not feel pain."
Azure Luan Douluo transformed into a streak of cyan light, sweeping past from the side, a wind blade severing half of the undead Elder's body.
But the undead merely paused in mid-air, purple-black Death Qi surging as it forcibly reassembled its broken body.
Azure Luan Douluo's eyes were grave.
"If we don't destroy the core, we can't kill it at all."
On the other side, Lion Douluo faced one of the Clear Sky Sect undead Elders. The golden lion and the gray-black Clear Sky Hammer collided wildly. Lion Douluo was known for his ferocity, but facing this kind of undead that knew no fatigue or pain, he felt increasingly frustrated the more he fought.
He tore open the opponent's chest with a claw, but the opponent didn't retreat, instead advancing, slamming the Clear Sky Hammer directly onto his shoulder armor.
Crack!
The armor on Lion Douluo's shoulder cracked, and his body was knocked back several steps. He roared:
"Tang San, that beast, actually refined the people of the Clear Sky Sect into these kinds of ghost things!"
On the other side of the ground, Xiong Jun was already locked in combat with the three strength-type undead: Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji, and Tai Long.
The Dai Mubai undead's White Tiger claws pounced from the front, the Zhao Wuji undead's Underworld Armor Vajra Bear forcibly gripped one of Xiong Jun's arms, and the Tai Long undead rammed into Xiong Jun's knee from the side-rear.
Xiong Jun roared in fury, his Dark Gold Terrorclaw sweeping out.
Puchi!
The Dai Mubai undead's chest was torn open, half of its body nearly shattered. The Zhao Wuji undead was swatted away by its claw, its body slamming into the ground and creating a hundred-zhang trench. The Tai Long undead was stomped into the ground by Xiong Jun, the sound of bones shattering clearly audible.
Yet, just a few breaths later, the three undead climbed up again amidst the Death Qi.
A fierce light flared in Xiong Jun's eyes.
"Annoying things!"
He raised his claws high, the power of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw condensing to the extreme.
"I would like to see how many times you can get back up!"
Ten dark gold claw beams crisscrossed, instantly tearing the Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji, and Tai Long undead into dozens of pieces. Gray-white Death Qi exploded.
But the rakshasa altar behind Tang San in the distance merely trembled slightly, and that Death Qi was forcibly pulled back, re-condensing into broken human shapes.
Xiong Jun roared at the sky in anger, yet he was forcibly dragged in place by these three undead.
Chi Wang was entangled by the Ma Hongjun undead and the Qin Ming undead. The Ma Hongjun undead spread gray-green fire wings, and the Nether Phoenix flames pressed down overwhelmingly. The Qin Ming undead transformed into a Nether Azure Wolf, constantly shuttling through the shadows of the flames, specifically sneaking attacks on Chi Wang's flank.
Chi Wang's three heads simultaneously spewed hellfire, colliding wildly with the Nether Phoenix fire. The two types of flames intertwined, turning half of the battlefield into a sea of fire.
Chi Wang swallowed the Ma Hongjun undead with a mouthful of hellfire, burning straight through its chest, but the Ma Hongjun undead swooped down from the flames, its gray-green Phoenix claws grabbing fiercely onto Chi Wang's shoulder.
Chi Wang roared:
"Get lost!"
His middle head jerked abruptly, biting the Ma Hongjun undead and smashing it fiercely into the ground.
Boom!
The Ma Hongjun undead's body exploded. But the Qin Ming undead seized the opportunity to pounce, tearing open Chi Wang's flank with a claw, and Rakshasa Death Qi drilled into the wound.
Chi Wang felt the pain, his three heads roaring simultaneously as hellfire erupted, incinerating the Qin Ming undead into a gray shadow. However, moments later, that gray shadow condensed again in the black mist.
A cold, murderous intent finally appeared in Chi Wang's eyes.
"If these undead are not destroyed, they can't be killed off completely!"
Zi Ji and the Bibi Dong undead were locked in combat in the sky. The Hell Demon Dragon King unfurled her purple-black dragon wings, her dragon claws tearing through the sky.
Behind the Bibi Dong undead, the phantoms of the Death Spider Emperor and Soul Eating Spider Emperor stood side-by-side, eight spider spears stabbing out like long spears, and black-purple spider silk covered the sky, sealing off the space around Zi Ji.
Zi Ji breathed out a mouthful of Hell Demon Dragon breath, burning away a large area of spider silk. But the Bibi Dong undead stepped on the spider web, instantly closing in, her spider spears stabbing toward the base of Zi Ji's dragon wings.
Zi Ji swept her dragon tail, knocking the Bibi Dong undead flying. The Bibi Dong undead's body twisted in mid-air, its chest bones shattering, yet it didn't pause at all, the dual spider emperor phantoms unfurling again to continue the charge.
Zi Ji said coldly:
"Bibi Dong was a powerhouse of her generation while alive, yet after death, she was refined by Tang San into this kind of monster."
"Truly pathetic."
Meanwhile, the Ten Thousand Demon King was entangled with the Flender undead and the Liu Erlong undead. The Flender undead transformed into a Four-Eyed Nether Eagle, circling high in the sky, constantly tearing through vines with gray-black eagle claws.
Behind the Liu Erlong undead, the Undead Flame Demon Dragon roared, and purple-black flames burned all the way along the Ten Thousand Demon King's sea of vines.
The Ten Thousand Demon King snorted coldly, and a large number of green vines drilled out from underground, transforming into a massive botanical cage that enclosed the two undead.
But the Flender undead was extremely fast, the Four-Eyed Nether Eagle constantly weaving, avoiding the vine entanglements. The Liu Erlong undead even used the undead flames to burn through the botanical cage, forcibly breaking open a gap.
The Ten Thousand Demon King's voice was cold and gloomy:
"No pain, no intelligence, only the instinct to kill remains. This method of Tang San's is truly vicious."
Bi Ji stood at the rear, her emerald radiance continuously falling, helping the Ferocious beasts and the powerhouses of the Priest Hall suppress the erosion of the undead Death Qi.
Although she did not directly participate in the battle, she was the most critical link in the entire outer battlefield.
Whenever any person or Soul Beast was eroded by the Rakshasa Death Qi, the emerald life radiance would immediately fall, forcing the Death Qi out of their bodies.
It was precisely because of this that although the undead legion dragged everyone down, they could not rely on the Rakshasa Death Qi to contaminate the battlefield bit by bit as they had before.
While the fierce battle erupted on the periphery, the battlefield that would truly decide life and death had already fully unfolded in the center.
Tang San was surrounded by Tang Chuan, Qian Renxue, and Di Tian. All around him were Sun True Fire, Blue Silver Grass, and Black Dragon pressure.
The phantom image of the rakshasa altar behind him vibrated constantly, attempting to feed the power of the undead legion back to him, but the Blue Silver Grass life net under Tang Chuan's feet was bit by bit sealing off the connection between the altar and the outside world.
Seeing this, Tang San's expression was gloomy as he said:
"Tang Chuan, do you really think that by surrounding me with three people, you can kill me?"
Tang Chuan did not waste words. The Sea God Trident in his hand suddenly lit up. Blue-gold divine light, like the ocean flooding in, instantly pressed toward Tang San.
"Sea God Trident."
The trident blade swept out. It was not a simple attack of Soul Power, but carried the suppressing power of a Sea God Divine Artifact.
Tang San's expression changed abruptly, and he immediately held the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe horizontally to block.
Clang!
The two Divine Artifacts collided head-on.
The blue-gold Sea God power and the ghostly green Rakshasa evil power exploded. Tang San felt his arms shake violently, and his entire body was sent flying backward by that force as vast as the ocean.
Before he could steady himself, Qian Renxue had already appeared behind him. The Angelic Sacred Sword burned with Sun True Fire, slashing straight at Tang San's back.
"Angel God Technique, Holy Radiance Slash!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe parrying backhanded, barely blocking the sword.
But the Sun True Fire spread up along the blade, instantly scorching his arm.
Sizzle!
The Rakshasa Death Qi melted frantically under the Sun True Fire.
Tang San let out a muffled grunt, his face turning even paler. He erupted with the Rakshasa Domain, wanting to force Qian Renxue back, but the next moment, Di Tian arrived, a massive Black Dragon claw descending from the sky.
This time, it was no longer acting, nor was it an ordinary dragon claw. It was the Dragon God Claw that truly condensed the destructive power of the Dragon God.
"Dragon God Claw."
Di Tian's voice was low. The black-gold claw shadow tore through space, striking straight at Tang San's Soul Origin.
Tang San's expression changed completely. He knew too well the terror of this claw. Last time, it was this claw that destroyed his undead legion and severely damaged his physical body. Facing it again now, he dared not meet it head-on.
"Rakshasa Demonic Shadow!"
Tang San's body instantly transformed into dozens of black shadows, attempting to disperse Di Tian's lock.
But the Blue Silver Grass under Tang Chuan's feet suddenly erupted, countless blades of Blue Silver Grass growing from all directions, each blade like a thread of life, precisely entangling those Rakshasa Demonic Shadows. Large swaths of phantoms were purified by the cyan-gold life radiance. The real Tang San was forcibly forced out.
Di Tian's Dragon God Claw descended. Tang San roared, the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe held horizontally in front of him, and the phantom image of the rakshasa altar appeared behind him simultaneously, attempting to block this strike.
Boom!
The Dragon God Claw slammed fiercely onto the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe and the altar phantom. Tang San was smashed into the ground like a kite with a broken string. The ground collapsed instantly. Large cracks spread in all directions.
Tang San spat out blood wildly, the Dragon God Claw wound on his chest that had not yet healed completely bursting open. Even more terrifyingly, his Soul Origin trembled violently under this claw. For an instant, he felt as if he heard his own Soul emitting a cracking sound. For the first time, true fear appeared in Tang San's eyes.
Before he could get up, Tang Chuan had already arrived through the air, the Sea God Trident raised high. Above the trident tip, blue-gold divine light condensed into a vortex of the ocean.
"Tang San."
"This strike is on behalf of those whose cities you slaughtered and whose Souls you devoured."
The Sea God Trident fell with a boom.
"Sea God Thirteen Trident, Second Form, Thousand Years of Leisure!"
The blue-gold trident shadow pierced through heaven and earth. Tang San forcibly raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe to block. But he had just been severely wounded by Di Tian's Dragon God Claw and simply could not fully mobilize his Rakshasa Divine Power in time.
Boom!
The Rakshasa Demonic Scythe was knocked out of his hand and deflected. The remaining power of the Sea God Trident slammed fiercely into Tang San's chest, his sternum collapsing, and his entire body was smashed deep into the ground again. The rakshasa altar phantom shook violently. The movements of many Undead Titled Douluo faltered because of this.
On the outer battlefield, Xiong Jun seized the opportunity and tore the Dai Mubai undead to pieces again with one claw. Golden Crocodile Douluo also took advantage of the Tang Xiao undead's sluggish movements, slamming a Golden Crocodile King Destruction Strike into the Tang Xiao undead's chest, blasting it back hundreds of zhang.
Sensing the altar's vibration, Tang San's expression became even uglier. He knew that he could not go on like this. If he continued to be beaten by the three of them working together, his Soul would really be shattered.
Qian Renxue did not give him a chance to catch his breath. She hovered high in the sky, her six wings fully unfurled, and the Sun True Fire condensed into a massive golden Wheel of Judgment.
"Angel God Technique, Sun Judgment!"
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