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Tang San's body hurtled through the air, purple lightning crackling endlessly across his form. The terrifying resentment battered his divine consciousness relentlessly, compelling him to pour everything he had into withstanding it. Drawing on his divine consciousness, which was stronger than Bibi Dong's, he fought to expel the resentment and dark energy bit by bit. At this moment, Tang San's combat power had dropped to its absolute nadir. And
Just then, a pink figure materialized out of thin air beside Tang San. She did not move to block Qian Renxue—she simply spread her arms and threw herself around Tang San's body, which still flickered with massive amounts of Rakra God power, turning her back to the descending Angel Sacred Sword.
Her movements were swift, without a fraction of hesitation. Even at the Angel God's speed, she managed to embrace Tang San in the instant before the sword arrived.
Seeing this person appear, Qian Renxue faltered. It was her—
Jealousy burned like wildfire. Qian Renxue let out a piercing shriek and drove the Angel Sacred Sword forward with even greater speed. The surging True Sun Fire tore through the sky, thrusting straight toward Xiao Wu's back. If you want to die together with him, then I'll grant your wish.
In truth, long before this—back when Xiao Wu had seen Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong truly join forces—she had been prepared. She had been waiting for this very moment. Otherwise, how could she have appeared at precisely the right time in front of Tang San?
Holding Tang San tightly, letting the remaining Rakra God power invade her body without a shred of resistance—for resistance was now meaningless—Xiao Wu's gaze rested only on Tang San, filled with infinite tenderness. As if telling him: Brother, to die together with you—I am already content.
Tang San released the Golden Trident. He did not try to turn Xiao Wu's body away. Instead, he embraced her just the same. The outcome could no longer be changed. Despite the unwillingness that gnawed at his heart, he had given everything he had, exhausted every last shred of his power. Since none of this could be altered, then what he wanted now was simply to be with the woman he loved, whether in life or in death. Long ago, when Tang San had flown out of Jialing Pass without placing Xiao Wu in his temporary storage space, he had already made his decision. He knew that if he fell in battle, Xiao Wu would never go on living—because he was her reason for existing. Even if he forced her to survive a while longer, she would follow him soon enough. Since that was the case, when this moment truly arrived, they might as well walk the path to the underworld together. At least they would not be separated—never again. As for his father, Tang San could only pray for him and his mother. At least, besides himself, his father still had his mother to hold onto.
In that moment, whether it was Tang San or Xiao Wu, their eyes held nothing but each other. The Angel Sacred Sword, hurtling toward them to burn them to nothing, meant nothing to them. In the hearts of Tang San and Xiao Wu, the same words echoed: We could not be born on the same year, month, and day—but we ask to die on the same year, month, and day.
BOOM—the Angel Sacred Sword struck Xiao Wu's body with perfect accuracy. A god-tier attack, burning with the full fire of Qian Renxue's jealousy, hammered into Xiao Wu without reservation. Even with Xiao Wu as an obstacle, it could still easily pierce through Tang San's body, which had no defense left, erasing them both from this world completely. All of this had already played out in Qian Renxue's mind, and a faint sense of wistful loss was beginning to creep into her heart. Below,
In the instant the Angel Sacred Sword pierced Xiao Wu's back, a fierce red radiance suddenly erupted from Xiao Wu's body, completely blocking out the searing True Sun Fire.
Qian Renxue was startled. She immediately poured more power into the Angel Sacred Sword, channeling her full divine energy into it.
But at that very moment, the suddenly-appeared red light fully released itself, transforming into a massive crimson vortex that swept Tang San and Xiao Wu within. The terrifying red radiance shattered the True Sun Fire in an instant, and the tremendous recoil sent Qian Renxue's body hurtling backward as well.
Hiss—the Rakra God power that had been on Tang San's body and was invading Xiao Wu's vanished in an instant, as though it had been completely purified. The gazes Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged, which had been filled with the resolve to die, could not help but betray their shock.
Tang San felt as though what he held in his arms was no longer Xiao Wu but a searing piece of burning charcoal—its scorching heat even surpassing Qian Renxue's True Sun Fire. Xiao Wu's sensation was the exact opposite. She felt that the dormant cold energy within her body had been ignited by something, erupting with unprecedented force, spreading through every inch of her skin. She had lost all ability to move.
The color red saturated Xiao Wu's body. In the span of a single blink, her clothing had vanished entirely, and her whole form had turned the color of heated metal. The blinding red light made Tang San squint—but how could he let go of Xiao Wu? Even if she burned him to death, he would hold her tight.
This miraculous scene unfolded before the walls of Jialing Pass, under the gaze of countless eyes. Xiao Wu's crimson body began, drop by drop, to sink into Tang San's form—as though a piece of red-hot metal were being branded into his body.
Bibi Dong had by now stabilized herself. She flickered forward to Qian Renxue's side. Qian Renxue, her face filled with horror, turned to look at her, her eyes asking a silent question. She could not fathom where this red light had come from—what power could possibly breach even a god-tier attack.
But when Qian Renxue saw the color of Bibi Dong's face, her heart sank. Bibi Dong's visage, which had been a ghastly green, had now turned completely white, and her body was trembling faintly. The dark purple currents that had been converging on her from all directions had become wildly disordered, as if they had encountered a tremendous repelling force and dared not approach her body.
Though Qian Renxue did not understand what was happening, she still reacted correctly in the first instant. She seized Bibi Dong and retreated at full speed, covering several thousand meters in the blink of an eye—because she had a vague sense that Bibi Dong's change was connected to that fierce crimson radiance now emanating from Tang San and Xiao Wu.
"No, that's impossible. That—that's—" Bibi Dong's voice was trembling. Although her body had recovered its ability to absorb resentment and evil energy, her gaze upon that red light was filled with undiminished terror.
On the walls of Jialing Pass, the Great Master and the others, who had already given up hope, stared wide-eyed. Watching the enormous blood-red vortex spinning in midair,
The Great Master was stunned as well. "I don't know. But this looks like a Martial Soul Fusion Technique. However, how can a single person fuse with a god? What exactly is happening?" Clearly, before this day, Tang San and Xiao Wu had never known of this method of fusion. And that blood-red vortex, brimming with an otherworldly aura, filled the Great Master with a sharp sense of danger. Whether this was fortune or calamity, the Great Master could not say. Watching the blood-red vortex in the sky spin with ever-increasing ferocity, his heart was pounding faster than it ever had before.
Xiao Wu's body sank into Tang San's, drop by drop. The incomprehensible searing heat was so intense that even Tang San's Sea God divine armor offered no resistance—as though the armor had been filtered away entirely.
Xiao Wu's expression was eerily serene. Watching her body press flush against Tang San's, a faint hint of joy gradually surfaced in her eyes.
"Brother."
"Xiao Wu, what is going on? Did you—did you offer yourself as a sacrifice again?" Tang San tried to resist that searing force, but he found that his body could no longer move at all. Even the Sea God divine armor on his body was crumbling piece by piece, dissolving into him and disappearing. Xiao Wu's legs and waist had already half-melted into his body, and the overwhelming heat felt as though he himself were burning.
"No, I'm already human—how could I sacrifice myself again? Brother, only now do I understand. Do you remember the
Scabbard? Tang San stared blankly at Xiao Wu. Before he could fully comprehend what she meant, Xiao Wu suddenly threw her arms wide and wrapped them around his neck. Her scorching body fused into him with an overwhelming surge of heat, merging completely with Tang San into one.
"AAAGH—" Driven to the breaking point by the searing pain and the sight of Xiao Wu disappearing into him, Tang San threw his head back and roared. An incomparable killing aura exploded outward. The blood-red vortex that had been spinning violently around them shattered, its fragments transforming into streams of red energy that instantly flowed into Tang San's body.
In that moment, centered on Tang San's body, everything within a thousand-meter radius turned blood-red. Visible streams of crimson light surged up from the ground, pouring into his form. Across his body, blue and red light alternated in rapid flashes, and each time that eerie energy wave pulsed, it sent forth a massive surge of power.
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To put it in more direct terms: the Asura God was the God of Light Slaughter, while the Rakra God was the God of Dark Slaughter. Asura's light was pure radiance; Rakra's darkness was turbid shadow. As one of the five great powers of the divine realm, the Asura God was among the most formidable deities in all of heaven—how could Bibi Dong not feel terror at the aura he projected?
"What are you afraid of? So what if it's the Asura God? We killed the Sea God, and we can just as easily kill the Asura God." Qian Renxue gripped the Angel Sacred Sword. As the inheritor of the Angel God, she did not know how terrifying the Asura God truly was, and the Asura's aura did not suppress her. In this moment, she was braver than her own mother.
"No, that is not merely the Asura God!" Bibi Dong closed her eyes in agony. She had now lost even the courage to flee. The pressure generated by the Asura God's aura caused every trace of resentment and dark energy that had just merged into her body to stir and tremble wildly.
Before Qian Renxue could ask, what lay before her explained Bibi Dong's words.
Unstable blue and red lightning crackled around Tang San's body, and his eyes alternated between flashing red and blue. His features were contorted, clearly wracked with tremendous pain.
Qian Renxue exclaimed in shock, "The Asura God and the Sea God—can one body really bear the power of two gods? That's impossible. No one can do that."
Before Qian Renxue had finished speaking, Tang San's body gave a violent shudder, as though trying to shake something loose. In a flicker, the red and blue lights separated. A massive blue phantom appeared behind him, while his physical body had turned entirely red.
The red armor was noticeably larger than the divine armor of the Sea God, the Angel God, or the Rakra God, and its patterns were far more dazzling. In his hand, he gripped a colossal hammer. The demonic runes upon it flared—and then, remarkably, the hammer melted in his grasp. The fierce red light, accompanied by an incomparable aura of slaughter, burst forth. The light from the dissolved hammer coalesced again, forming a titanic sword over two meters long that materialized in Tang San's grip.
Tang San's eyes had turned dark red. The blood-colored armor was covered in crimson blades, with sharp spikes protruding from nearly every surface. The pressure it emanated was so overwhelming that Qian Renxue's fighting spirit, which had burned so brightly moments before, was completely suppressed. She could clearly sense that this Tang San was even more terrifying than the Sea God Tang San.
And the blue phantom behind him was no mere illusion. One could clearly discern that it too bore Tang San's features—wearing blue Angel God armor, holding the blue Sea God Trident. Though not in the Sea God's most powerful golden state, his silhouette layered behind the blood-red Tang San only added to the crushing pressure.
"This, this is—" Qian Renxue's voice had begun to tremble as well.