Chapter 231: Crushing Defeat

  "I thought you were really going to wait until we were both exhausted before showing up," the Bze Emperor, who resembled the mighty Lü Bu, sneered as he saw Tang San appear.

  Tang San frowned at the remark. "What are you talking about? The reason I held back wasn't to reap the benefits after you two fought each other to a standstill. I was on guard, waiting for Qin Xiao to show up and reinforce you."

  "I didn't make a move because I was preparing for a greater crisis. If you have a problem with that, how about we switch roles? I'll take on the Spirit Hall forces, and when Qin Xiao appears, you can help me hold him off."

  There was no denying Tang San's sharpness; with just a few words, he positioned himself on the moral high ground. Even though everyone knew that wasn't his true intention, they couldn't find a rebuttal.

  "Hahaha, Bze Emperor, you're wrong to say that. Tang San is our ally. There's no way he'd just sit back and watch the show," the Spirit Emperor chimed in, taking advantage of a brief pause in the battle to smooth over the tension.

  He knew it wasn't the right time for them to turn against each other.

  Tang San wanted to use them, but they were also using Tang San in return.

  "The battle has gone on this long, and Qin Xiao still hasn't shown up. I think something might be keeping him occupied, and he can't focus on this side for now. So my suggestion is that you join us in taking down these enemies first," the Spirit Emperor invited Tang San again.

  "As expected of the ruler of the second yer of the Abyss, always thinking on a grand scale." Tang San responded with a polite compliment. "That's exactly what I was thinking when I decided to show myself."

  As he spoke, Tang San clenched his hand, and a massive blood-red hammer materialized—his divine weapon, the Clear Sky Divine Hammer.

  "Everyone, focus on Bibi Dong and the others. Leave Qian Daoliu to me."

  Without waiting for a response, Tang San, wielding the Clear Sky Divine Hammer, charged toward Qian Daoliu.

  Qian Daoliu showed no fear, channeling his full power into his soul force and divine power. The six-winged angel behind him almost solidified, and a holy sword of divine light formed in his hand, sshing down at Tang San in an instant.

  Tang San's eyes narrowed as he let out a disdainful chuckle. "You dare compare the light of a candle to the brilliance of the full moon?"

  With that, he swung the Clear Sky Divine Hammer.

  The strike seemed ordinary but was secretly infused with two of the most powerful techniques from the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes: the Breaking and Crumbling styles.

  Boom!

  The holy sword in the six-winged angel's hand cshed with the Clear Sky Hammer, producing a deafening sound.

  A web of spatial cracks appeared between them, a testament to the extraordinary power behind this seemingly simple exchange.

  Crack, crack...

  However, just as the faces of the Spirit Hall members began to show signs of relief, their expressions froze.

  The golden holy sword in the six-winged angel's hand began to crack, and the fissures rapidly spread along the angel's arm, covering its entire body.

  "Ah, this is..."

  "The Grand Worshipper's situation looks dire!"

  "If even the Grand Worshipper falls, what happens next is unimaginable."

  Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

  But reality was unforgiving.

  For them, it seemed the more they feared something, the more likely it was to happen.

  With a loud shattering sound, the six-winged angel, still holding the holy sword, finally crumbled into countless fragments of golden light, which dissipated into the sky.

  "The Grand Worshipper has fallen!"

  "Grand Worshipper!"

  They looked up in panic at the figure that had lost the protection of the six-winged angel, now standing alone in the sky.

  "Hahaha, Qian Daoliu, did you ever imagine that the Clear Sky Cn, which you nearly wiped out, would produce a god-level powerhouse? Did you ever think that one day, you would be killed by your enemy in the very holy nd of soul masters that you created?" Tang San taunted, his voice ced with madness.

  At that moment, he seemed completely unhinged.

  "The only regret I have is that I didn't go to any lengths to eliminate you and your father," Qian Daoliu replied calmly.

  If he could have foreseen the future, if he had known that the baby in Tang Hao's arms would one day pose such a great threat to Spirit Hall and plunge all of Douluo Continent into chaos, he would have done whatever it took to end his life.

  At any cost.

  "Hahaha, too bad there's no medicine for regret in this world. Even becoming a god won't let you reverse the past or change what's already happened," Tang San ughed heartily.

  On the other side, a sudden scream rang out.

  Qian Daoliu gnced over, his mouth twitching.

  The Bze Emperor had swung his massive halberd, the Fangtian Huaji, severing one of Lion Douluo's arms. The sheer force of the blow sent Lion Douluo crashing heavily to the ground.

  "Haha, don't worry, this is just the beginning," Bze Emperor grinned at Qian Daoliu after nding a devastating blow.

  At the same time, Scythe Emperor also made his move, sshing the wings off Qingluan Douluo's back with a swift strike.

  But Scythe Emperor wasn't satisfied with just that. His hands, like the reaper's scythes, moved swiftly toward Qingluan Douluo's neck.

  Luckily, Guangling Douluo was nearby and used her own body to knock Qingluan Douluo out of harm's way, saving him from a fatal strike. However, Qingluan Douluo was gravely injured and no longer able to continue fighting.

  With Tang San's arrival, the battle had quickly turned on its head in just a matter of moments.

  Among the worshippers, only Guangling Douluo was barely capable of fighting. However, given the current situation, even her survival seemed bleak.

  The Scythe Emperor and Bze Emperor had already set their sights on Guangling Douluo. Without a miracle, she was unlikely to st much longer.

  Meanwhile, Bibi Dong was faring slightly better. She was single-handedly facing off against the Spirit Emperor, Demon Emperor, and Wisdom Emperor. Although struggling, she managed to hold her ground.

  However, once Scythe Emperor and Bze Emperor finished off Guangling Douluo, her time would soon be up.

  But the Spirit Emperor wasn't willing to wait that long. He understood well that deying any longer would only invite unforeseen complications.

  Unable to finish off Bibi Dong quickly, he urged Tang San, "Tang San, finish off Qian Daoliu quickly. As you humans say, better safe than sorry.

  And let me warn you—this crazy woman isn't ordinary. I'm certain she's inherited a god position, likely a first-level god position at that."

  Bibi Dong? Tang San gnced at Bibi Dong and paused for a moment.

  Indeed, she seemed exactly as the Spirit Emperor described.

  Tang San could sense the divine power within her, though it felt even more sinister than the power of the Asura God.

  "Originally, I wanted you to witness the downfall of the Spirit Hall's ancient foundation, to feel the helplessness of seeing it crumble before your eyes with nothing you could do to stop it.

  But unfortunately, time isn't on our side, so you're getting off easy."

  As he spoke, Tang San shook his head slightly, his voice tinged with regret.

  To him, killing Qian Daoliu outright seemed too merciful.

  Qian Daoliu remained silent, his expression calm.

  Since the shattering of the six-winged angel's shadow, he had lost all strength to fight. Now, he was at the end of his rope.

  A dead man walking.

  "Heh, you're surprisingly composed. But don't worry, while you may not live long enough to see the Spirit Hall's destruction, I'll make sure you feel every bit of pain before you die.

  I'll break your limbs, crush every bone in your body one by one, and then tear your soul into countless pieces with my divine power."

  Tang San's face twisted into a cruel smile as he spoke, putting away the Clear Sky Hammer. His fists, now imbued with divine power, smmed into Qian Daoliu's chest.

  Bang!

  Qian Daoliu was sent crashing to the ground.

  Just as Tang San had promised, he didn't kill him outright. However, Qian Daoliu's chest caved in, with four or five ribs shattered from the impact.

  Why not an exact number? The reason was simple—Qian Daoliu's face was so contorted with pain that he could barely breathe, much less count how many ribs had been broken.

  "This is just the beginning!"

  Tang San grinned with satisfaction as he rubbed his fists, preparing to deliver a second blow.

  But suddenly, something unexpected happened.

  A massive rift appeared in the sky, expanding rapidly as if forming a gateway.

  "No, this is bad!"

  "Someone from the Demon Pne is trying to return! Tang San, stop them!"

  The Spirit Emperor's face changed drastically, and he shouted in arm.

  However, before Tang San could respond, a pitch-bck scythe sshed across the Spirit Emperor's chest.

  Purple-bck blood spttered across the sky.

  There was no doubt about it—the attacker was Bibi Dong.

  "Fighting me while being so distracted? You must have a death wish."

  "Instead of worrying about others, you should be worrying about yourself."

  She gnced disdainfully at the wounded Spirit Emperor.

  But deep down, she was filled with regret.

  Her true aim with that strike had been to sever the Spirit Emperor's head, but he had narrowly dodged the fatal blow at the st moment.

  "Just as I thought, you're not only a god inheritor, but you also possess a divine weapon. If I hadn't been on guard against you, I might have really been killed by that strike," the Spirit Emperor said, still shaken by the close call.

  "You might dodge the first blow, but I don't believe you can escape the second. As long as I keep attacking, sooner or ter, I'll take your head..."

  Bibi Dong didn't let her previous failure discourage her. She knew very well that if she let her emotions get the better of her, the cunning enemy in front of her would seize on her weakness.

  Staying calm was the only way she had a chance of winning this battle.

  "No need for anyone to remind me, I know what I have to do," Tang San replied, his tone mature and composed. He was fully aware that his priority was to prevent the spatial rift from turning into a full-blown gateway. Otherwise, the humans would gain a powerful new force on their side.

  "Clear Sky Nine Absolutes: Seal!"

  Tang San once again wielded the Clear Sky Divine Hammer, executing a powerful technique from the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes.

  The space around the rift seemed to freeze, making it impossible for it to expand any further. In fact, the rift itself began to shrink at an arming rate.

  Within three breaths, the rift had completely vanished, as if it had never existed.

  "As expected of a god-level expert. He sealed the spatial rift in the blink of an eye!"

  "Is this what it means to be a god? I wish I could live long enough to gain such power in this life!"

  "..."

  Even the powerful Abyssal Emperors were filled with admiration and awe as they watched Tang San dispy his immense strength.

  "Not bad, not bad. Truly worthy of being called a god-level expert. Your skill at mending things is truly impressive."

  "If you were to get married, you'd make an excellent housewife, capable of handling everything," a sudden, unexpected voice echoed through the air, reaching everyone's ears.

  As the words faded, the sound of slow, deliberate cpping followed.

  "Who the hell is so reckless?" Everyone looked toward the source of the voice.

  They were stunned.

  A handsome young man in purple was approaching from a distance, riding on the back of a massive Deep Sea Demon Whale that was three to five meters long.

  "Qin Xiao, you—how are you here?" Tang San's voice became sharp and filled with hatred as he id eyes on his enemy.

  "Are you all idiots?"

  "Did you really think I'd be bored enough to set up a real teleportation gate for you to destroy?"

  "The real teleportation gate is set outside Spirit City, in a pce you can't even detect."

  Qin Xiao spoke casually, rubbing his forehead as if he were genuinely concerned for their ck of intelligence.

  But he was telling the truth.

  Before returning to Douluo Continent, Qin Xiao had already thought deeply about the situation. Since the spatial teleportation channel in front of Spirit Hall's Pope Pace had been destroyed, it indirectly proved that Spirit City was no longer safe.

  Building another teleportation channel within Spirit City would have been sheer folly.

  "What? Outside the city!" Spirit Emperor, Bze Emperor, Tang San, and the others immediately looked outside the city.

  Sure enough, just as Qin Xiao had said, four to five thousand soul masters were charging toward Spirit City, shouting battle cries.

  They also noticed that these soul masters were generally stronger than those within Spirit City.

  Leading this group was a person whose cultivation was just slightly inferior to Qian Daoliu's.

  There was no doubt—it was Gold Crocodile Douluo.

  "Bze Emperor, Scythe Emperor, forget about that human woman for now. With her current level of cultivation, she can't change the overall situation.

  You two, gather some of our forces and hold off those soul masters. If they manage to trap us in a pincer attack, we'll suffer heavy losses."

  The Spirit Emperor, known for his wisdom in the Abyssal Pne, quickly made a rational decision in the face of this emergency.

  However,

  If the Spirit Emperor could see the problem, how could Qin Xiao have overlooked it?

  Qin Xiao's response was straightforward—if it came down to a direct confrontation, it would be a matter of whose fist was stronger.

  He gently tapped the back of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King with his foot. "Go assist Gold Crocodile Douluo and the others, and prevent those Abyssal Emperors from attacking them."

  "Yes, Master."

  The Deep Sea Demon Whale King flicked his tail and shot forward like an arrow.

  At the same time, his size and aura expanded rapidly in the air.

  In an instant,

  His body swelled like a balloon, reaching a length of 500 meters, and his aura became terrifyingly powerful.

  "Gulp..."

  Several Abyssal Emperors swallowed nervously.

  Tang San's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "A god-level soul beast? How can a soul beast become a god? This defies all logic!"

  (End of Chapter)

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