Chapter 422: Tang Chuan Returns? The Elders Attack Together!
Qian Renxue moved first, her six wings trembling, and her figure instantly appeared before Tang San.
The Angelic Sacred Sword slashed down, the golden sword light like divine punishment, directly tearing through the Rakshasa Death Qi.
Tang San's pupils constricted as he raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe horizontally to block.
"Clang—!"
The Divine Artifacts collided, golden Holy Light and eerie green Rakshasa flames exploded simultaneously, and the earth instantly cracked.
The vegetation within a radius of several hundred zhang outside the city was completely crushed by the energy shockwave.
Tang San was forced back more than ten zhang by the sword strike.
His face turned even paler.
Qian Renxue was already a complete Angel God.
And he was merely a successor whose Ninth Trial of the Rakshasa was unfinished.
If not for the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe in his hand, that strike just now would have been enough to severely injure him.
Qian Renxue clearly saw this as well.
"You are not yet a god."
Tang San sneered.
"So what?"
"Even if I can't kill you, can't I drag you down?"
He suddenly raised his hand.
"Undead Legion!"
Black mist churned.
Seventeen Undead Titled Douluo charged out simultaneously.
In the very front were the undead of Tang Xiao and the Five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect.
Six grey-black Clear Sky Hammers were raised at the same time.
A terrifying pressure enveloped Qian Renxue.
The undead of Tang Xiao stepped forward, and the Clear Sky Hammer smashed down with a boom.
Qian Renxue said with an indifferent gaze:
"Clear Sky Sect Sect Master, you cannot even find peace after death."
"Tang San, you are truly disgusting."
She raised her left hand, and the Angel Holy Light condensed into a large golden hand.
"Boom!"
The large golden hand collided with the Clear Sky Hammer.
The undead of Tang Xiao was forced back.
But the undead of the Five Great Elders of the Clear Sky Sect were already attacking from five directions simultaneously.
Five Clear Sky Hammers locked down the Void Realm, and at the same time, the undead of Bibi Dong unleashed her Twin Spider Emperor Martial Soul, black and purple spider silk winding towards Qian Renxue's wings.
The undead of Ghost Douluo slipped into the shadows, and the death petals of the undead of Chrysanthemum Douluo slashed in from all sides.
The undead of Ma Hongjun spread grey-green fire wings, and nether Phoenix flames descended from the sky.
The three strength-type undead of Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji, and Tai Long charged head-on.
Seventeen undead surrounded her simultaneously.
Even Qian Renxue had to stop her pursuit of Tang San.
"Angelic Domain."
"World Purification."
The golden Domain expanded instantly.
Wherever the Holy Light passed, the Rakshasa Death Qi was rapidly purified; the undead of Tai Long, which had charged the fastest, bore the brunt of it, and the Death Qi on its body was scorched by the holy fire, emitting a shrill screech.
Qian Renxue slashed out with her sword.
The golden sword light swept across.
The undead of Tai Long was directly sliced into two segments.
Immediately after, she waved her left hand, and the holy fire transformed into a golden spear, piercing through the chest of the undead of Zhao Wuji.
The undead of Dai Mubai lunged before her, but was kicked away by Qian Renxue.
But the next moment, the severed undead of Tai Long actually reassembled within the black mist.
The wound on the chest of the undead of Zhao Wuji was also stitched up by the Rakshasa Death Qi.
The undead of Dai Mubai climbed up from the ground and charged again.
Qian Renxue's eyes darkened slightly.
"This kind of undying Puppet again."
Tang San stood in the distance, the injury on his chest faintly acting up, yet he still sneered.
"What?"
"Does the Angel God also find it troublesome?"
"They do not fear death, do not fear pain, and will not betray."
"Qian Renxue, can you kill them all?"
Qian Renxue did not answer.
She raised her hand and swung her sword, incinerating all the death flower blades of the undead of Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Then she turned around and struck with her palm, forcing back the undead of Bibi Dong; when she saw Bibi Dong's face, which lacked any intelligence, the golden light in Qian Renxue's eyes clearly fluctuated.
"Mother."
Even though she already knew the truth.
Knowing that her father, Qian Xunji, died at the hands of Bibi Dong.
Knowing that the relationship between them had long been twisted beyond repair.
But when she saw Bibi Dong refined into an undead by Tang San and driven like a tool, a surge of uncontrollable anger still rose in her heart.
"Tang San."
"You do not even spare the dead."
Tang San said coldly:
"She was originally a Rakshasa successor."
"Now that she has returned to the Rakshasa, what is wrong with that?"
Qian Renxue's eyes became completely cold, and she said:
"What she owes me can only be settled by me."
"It is not your place to turn her into a Puppet."
As her voice fell, the six wings behind Qian Renxue fully expanded.
Her Angel divine force surged.
"Angel God Skill."
"Holy Radiance Judgment."
"Boom!"
A huge golden pillar of judgment light descended from the sky, directly enveloping a large area of undead.
The four undead of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Tai Long, and Qin Ming were crushed on the spot by the golden light.
The grey-white undead Origin was exposed under the Holy Light, constantly emitting shrill screeches.
Tang San's expression changed.
He immediately activated the rakshasa altar.
A purple-black phantom of the rakshasa altar appeared behind him, forcibly dragging the shattered undead Origin back.
Qian Renxue noticed this, and her eyes narrowed.
"So that is how it is."
"Their true core is within your altar."
Tang San snorted coldly.
"So what if you know? You cannot break it."
Qian Renxue said coldly:
"Then let us try."
Her figure suddenly vanished.
Tang San's pupils contracted.
The next instant, Qian Renxue had already appeared above his head.
The Angelic Sacred Sword burned with pure golden divine force, slashing directly at the phantom of the rakshasa altar behind Tang San.
Tang San's expression changed drastically; he finally panicked for an instant.
The rakshasa altar was his greatest reliance right now.
If the altar were destroyed, his Undead Legion would never be able to resurrect again.
"Stop her!"
The undead of Tang Xiao and the undead of the Five Great Elders charged up simultaneously.
Six Clear Sky Hammers smashed toward Qian Renxue in unison.
The Clear Sky Hammer's might was overbearing; especially the undead of Tang Xiao, although it lacked intelligence, under the drive of the Rakshasa Divine Power, every hammer strike carried immense destructive power.
If Qian Renxue were to forcefully slash the altar, she would inevitably have to endure the simultaneous attacks of six Clear Sky Hammers.
But she did not retreat.
"Get lost."
The Angelic Sacred Sword swept across, and the golden sword light slashed through.
The five undead of the Clear Sky Sect Elders were knocked flying simultaneously.
The undead of Tang Xiao forcefully blocked one sword strike, but its body was also scorched and cracked by the Holy Light.
However, their obstruction ultimately bought half a breath of time.
Tang San took the opportunity to retreat, the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe slashing out a spatial rift, forcibly creating distance.
Qian Renxue's sword missed, only shattering a corner of the phantom of the altar.
Tang San's face paled, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
The altar was damaged, and he similarly suffered a backlash, but he soon laughed again.
"Qian Renxue, you are indeed much stronger than those Mortals."
"It is a pity, you are still too scrupulous."
"You are afraid of hurting the people in the city."
"You are afraid of destroying the place you have just conquered."
"And I, I am not afraid."
Having said that, Tang San suddenly raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe.
Above Muyun City, purple-black Death Qi suddenly erupted.
He actually wanted to directly spread the Rakshasa Domain into the city.
Seeing this, Qian Renxue's expression changed.
She immediately turned around, the Angelic Domain expanded, forcibly blocking the Rakshasa Death Qi.
Tang San seized the opportunity and quickly retreated with the Undead Legion.
"Qian Renxue."
"Today is just the beginning."
"If you want to siege the city, I will slaughter the city."
"If you want to unify the continent, I will make the continent full of dead lands everywhere."
"I want to see, you Angel God, just how many people you can save!"
Qian Renxue's eyes boiled with killing intent, and she shouted angrily:
"You cannot leave."
Her six wings trembled as she wanted to pursue and kill him.
But Tang San directly detonated a portion of the souls he had just collected.
"Boom!"
Purple-black vengeful souls exploded outside Muyun City, turning into a large patch of filthy Death Qi that swept toward the city.
Qian Renxue had to stop, casting Angel Holy Light to purify the Death Qi and protect Muyun City.
Tang San took advantage of this brief opportunity to tear open a Rakshasa Space rift.
Before leaving, he looked at Qian Renxue, a twisted smile appearing on his face.
"Next time we meet."
"I will let you watch with your own eyes that your Angel Holy Light cannot protect anyone."
The rift closed, and Tang San and the Undead Legion disappeared.
Qian Renxue stood where she was, her golden wings slowly folding, and the commoners and defenders in Muyun City, because she had arrived in time, finally did not become the next dead city.
But she had no joy of victory.
Because she knew that Tang San was still alive.
Moreover, he had already found the most disgusting and effective fighting style.
Not engaging in a head-on fight to the death with her.
Constantly launching sneak attacks on the rear.
Constantly slaughtering cities and devouring souls.
Constantly forcing her to save people, become distracted, and stop.
Qian Renxue slowly gripped the Angelic Sacred Sword tightly and said in a deep voice:
"Tang San."
"You will not be able to escape for long."
Just at this moment, on the distant horizon, a cyan-gold light faintly lit up.
That was not Rakshasa Death Qi.
Nor was it Angel Holy Light, but the Aura of life.
Qian Renxue looked up in that direction, her golden eyes narrowing slightly.
"Tang Chuan..."
Half an hour later.
The battlefield outside Heaven Dou City was still suffocatingly oppressive.
After Qian Renxue left, the Spirit Empire army did not retreat; Golden Crocodile Douluo personally sat in command, and several powerhouses from the Priest Hall guarded the four directions separately, surrounding Heaven Dou City so tightly that not even water could trickle through.
Outside the city, the Spirit Empire's army formation was strict, the heavy armor legion lined up like an iron wall, the Soul Master Legion hovered in mid-air, and all siege equipment was aimed at Heaven Dou City.
Inside the city, the Heaven Dou defenders were facing a formidable enemy.
Although Qian Renxue had temporarily left, no one dared to relax, because everyone knew that Heaven Dou City was still under the siege of the Spirit Empire army.
More importantly, Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Yang Wudi, and others had previously been suppressed by Qian Renxue with a single palm.
Although they did not die, they had all suffered not-insignificant injuries.
On the city wall.
Dugu Bo leaned against a damaged section of the parapet, his face pale, blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.
Ning Fengzhi sat on a wooden chair that had been temporarily moved there, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hovering in his palm, but its light was significantly dimmer than before.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword, fine cracks still remaining on the sword body, and the Aura of Bone Douluo Gu Rong was also somewhat unstable, the phantom of the Bone Dragon behind him flickering, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
Yang Wudi's Soul Breaking Spear was thrust into the stone bricks of the city wall, he supported himself with one hand on the spear, his chest heaving violently, his face equally grim.
Xue Beng stood not far away, his face pale, his gaze constantly sweeping across the distant horizon.
He was waiting.
Waiting for someone who was almost impossible to return in time.
Tang Chuan.
In the current Heaven Dou City, there was no one who could truly block Qian Renxue.
If Tang Chuan did not come, Heaven Dou City would sooner or later fall.
Just at this moment, Dugu Bo suddenly raised his head.
His emerald green pupils suddenly constricted.
"He is here."
Ning Fengzhi was stunned.
"Who?"
Dugu Bo did not answer.
Because the next moment, everyone felt it; on the distant horizon, an Aura of life, vast to the point of being indescribable, was approaching at an astonishing speed.
That Aura was different from the sacred majesty of Angel divine force, and different from the cold and evil of Rakshasa Divine Power; it was gentle, thick, and vast, like the ocean, and also like the endless earth.
Immediately, a stream of light interwoven with cyan-gold and blue-gold tore through the clouds, traversing the sky.
The dark clouds above Heaven Dou City were forcibly parted by that stream of light.
Countless soldiers looked up.
They saw that high above, a young man was stepping through the air.
His blue hair was flying, his robes were fluttering, his right hand gripped the ancient and heavy Sea God Trident, and behind him, nine Soul Rings were flickering, each ring emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.
Especially those few golden Soul Rings, which were like true god rings hovering behind him.
"Tang Chuan!"
A flash of wild joy erupted in Dugu Bo's eyes.
Ning Fengzhi also forced himself to stand up, the gloom on his face finally dissipating a little at this moment.
"He has returned."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly, a hint of complex relief appearing in his eyes.
"He did not arrive too late."
Bone Douluo grinned, his voice hoarse:
"Any later, us old guys would really not have been able to hold on."
Yang Wudi looked up at that figure in the sky, his tense body finally relaxing slightly.
"This kid... his Aura has become stronger again."
Xue Beng was even so excited that he almost lost his composure.
"Tang Chuan!"
"It is Tang Chuan who has returned!"
On the Heaven Dou City wall, the morale of countless Heaven Dou soldiers, which had originally been on the verge of collapse, seemed to ignite with a spark of flame the moment they saw Tang Chuan appear.
They did not know if Tang Chuan could actually block Qian Renxue.
But they knew that, at least for now, they were not alone and helpless.
However, the Spirit Empire army outside the city changed color in unison at this moment.
Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly raised his head, an unprecedented solemnity appearing on his aged face.
"Tang Chuan..."
Of course he recognized Tang Chuan.
This young man was no longer an ordinary Soul Master.
In a certain sense, he was even more troublesome than Tang San; Tang San had fallen into the Rakshasa, and although he was vicious and eerie, he had already completely stood on the opposite side of the world.
But Tang Chuan was different; he walked the path of Life and the Sea God.
He not only possessed powerful combat strength, but also countless people were willing to believe in him and follow him.
What made Golden Crocodile Douluo even more alarmed was that the Aura on Tang Chuan at this moment was far stronger than before.
That trident...
Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils suddenly constricted.
"Sea God Trident?"
Although he had never seen the true Sea God Divine Artifact with his own eyes, that pressure coming from the ocean, coming from the God Position, could absolutely not be fake.
Tang Chuan had already drawn the Sea God Trident.
In other words, he was probably only one last step away from truly inheriting the Sea God God Position.
Thinking of this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression sank completely.
Qian Renxue was not there; if Tang Chuan were allowed to enter Heaven Dou City, then the Spirit Empire's siege of Heaven Dou City would completely lose its meaning.
"Stop him!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo shouted sharply.
"Do not let him enter the city!"
As the words fell, several powerhouses from the Priest Hall rose into the air simultaneously; Azure Luan Douluo transformed into a cyan stream of light, his Azure Luan Martial Soul expanded behind him, he was the fastest, and he was the first to charge toward Tang Chuan.
Lion Douluo roared, a golden lion phantom roaring out, its overbearing Aura shaking the sky.
Light Feather Douluo pulled back his ice crystal longbow, and arrows of cold light locked onto Tang Chuan.
Thousand Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo attacked simultaneously, the Coiling Dragon Rod and Demon Subduing Rod rising into the air, carrying a monstrous Aura as they attacked from both sides.
Golden Crocodile Douluo directly released his Martial Soul True Body, the huge phantom of the Golden Crocodile King appearing behind him, its terrifying golden scales shimmering with a heavy brilliance, and nine Soul Rings lighting up simultaneously.
Several Elders attacked simultaneously.
Such a lineup was enough to make any Sect on the entire continent tremble with fear.
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