As Qian Daoliu flew into a rage, he unleashed his ninth spirit skill. Under the illumination of the angelic radiance, a massive golden six-winged angel materialized, its brilliance illuminating the entire sky.
Di tian also made a decisive move, instantly transforming into a thousand-meter-long black dragon, his earth-shaking dragon roar resounding through the heavens.
The angelic light descended from above, while Di tian's right hand manifested a colossal dragon claw, seemingly capable of rending the heavens. This was none other than the Dragon God's Claw, one of the strongest divine techniques inherited from the Dragon God.
The Dragon God's Claw indeed had the power to tear through the sky, but Qian Daoliu's attack carried the full heritage of the Angel Clan, infused with endless faith energy.
When the two unleashed their full strength in a direct clash, the impact left them both severely wounded. A golden sword scar appeared on Di tian's body, while three massive claw marks were carved into Qian Daoliu's body.
In terms of physical endurance, Di tian was undoubtedly far superior to Qian Daoliu, so the latter's injuries appeared more severe.
However, in that critical moment, Qian Daoliu suddenly sensed a peculiar aura emanating from Ditian's body.
When Di tian was in human form, his power was highly condensed, and this aura was completely concealed by his extreme darkness energy and dragon essence. But upon assuming his thousand-meter-long dragon form, his entire body was fully exposed.
On Ditian's back, there was a dark red scar, as if it had been slashed open by sword energy. This aura bore a striking resemblance to the blood-red giant sword that Yang Podi had wielded.
Qian Daoliu was instantly overjoyed, his hands radiating infinite light, all of which focused on Ditian's previous wound.
Ditian let out another resounding dragon roar, a hint of agony laced within his voice. "Qian Daoliu, I never expected a so-called mighty expert like you to take advantage of an old wound. I will have your life for this!"
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, "A mere soul beast dares to invade my Spirit Empire, slaughter my people, and still has the audacity to speak such words? If not for the overwhelming numbers of your soul beast army, we would have ensured that you never left Spirit City alive."
Upon hearing this, Di tian reverted to his towering human form, his Black Dragon Sword exuding boundless darkness, its sinister energy even beginning to seep into the golden radiance.
The two clashed once more in a fierce battle, but Qian Daoliu was unable to break past Di tian to target Tang San.
However, the situation on the battlefield was growing increasingly dire for the Spirit Empire. One of their city walls had already been breached, and they had lost two Titled Douluo, leaving them in an exceedingly precarious position.
What made matters worse was that Tang San's allies had begun to reveal their true strength. The rest of the Shrek Seven Devils, along with a few members of the Strength Clan, had mingled among the soul beasts, launching surprise attacks on human spirit masters.
What had initially seemed like a simple beast tide, where everyone merely needed to slaughter low-intelligence soul beasts, had now turned into a far more treacherous situation. With highly intelligent human spirit masters hidden among the soul beasts, the battle became exponentially more difficult.
Though the Speed Clan's individual attack power was relatively weak, their exceptional speed allowed them to dart in and strike human spirit masters at opportune moments. Their surprise assaults often left the enemy disoriented, and once they lost their footing, they were quickly surrounded and slaughtered by the soul beasts.
Meanwhile, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing caught sight of Hu Liena and Xie Yue, the two forming a seductive yet deadly duo. Seeing their enemies before them, their hatred immediately flared.
Hu Liena, as the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Empire, was responsible for orchestrating many of the empire's major strategies. She was highly revered within the empire, but to her enemies, she was nothing short of detestable.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were heirs to the Star Luo Empire, and in its later years, the empire had been nearly destroyed by Hu Liena's schemes. To them, she was their greatest enemy.
However, Dai Mubai was only at the Soul Douluo level, and Zhu Zhuqing had yet to even reach that, still at the Spirit Sage stage.
Despite their disparity in strength, their eyes were filled with intense hatred. In an instant, they fused into the enormous Hell White Tiger, letting out a sky-shaking roar before pouncing toward Charm Demon.
Charm Demon, facing the Hell White Tiger, also harbored deep resentment. Wielding the massive Moon Blades in both hands, she swiftly turned to meet the incoming attack.
Meanwhile, the other Spirit Empire warriors seemed to be fighting with reckless abandon, as if they had been injected with adrenaline. One after another, they charged forward desperately, attempting to hold the crumbling defense line.
Tang San's presence on the battlefield was even more terrifying. Aside from Qian Daoliu, no one in the Spirit Empire was a match for him. Even Soul Douluo could be slain in just a few moves.
Whether it was human spirit masters or soul beasts, their corpses were rapidly absorbed by his dark Blue Silver Grass. A black aura enveloped his entire body, growing denser and more ominous, radiating an overwhelming sense of darkness and evil.
At this moment, Tang San had already set his next target—the worshipers of the Supreme Pontiff Hall.
Tang San deeply despised the Spirit Empire, but his hatred for the worshipers ran even deeper, particularly against Fifteen Ton Douluo and Falling Devil Douluo.
These two had repeatedly besieged Tang Hao, inflicting severe injuries on him every time. Whether it was during the battle at the Clear Sky Clan or at the Strength Clan in the past, Fifteen Ton and Falling Devil had always been the ones to strike.
However, the two brothers had near-perfect synergy, and both had reached the peak of Rank 96. Even amidst the battlefield chaos, they stayed close together, covering for each other's weaknesses and preventing surprise attacks.
But Tang San no longer cared. He could faintly sense that he was on the verge of breaking through to Rank 99. If he could absorb two top-tier Titled Douluo along with a supreme-quality spirit ring, his strength would take a qualitative leap.
With the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, Tang San charged at Falling Devil Douluo. As the Clear Sky Hammer clashed against the Coiling Dragon Staff, the impact sent a mighty force surging through Falling Devil Douluo's arms, making his hands tremble violently. Even his tiger's mouth split open, dripping with blood—a clear sign of his severe injuries.
The 100,000-year-old soul beasts that Demon Bear Douluo and Porcupinefish
Douluo had been fighting were now rapidly attacking the city walls, trying to break into the inner city. Glowing Feather Douluo's attention was basically attracted by them. Apart from occasionally shooting one or two arrows at Tang San, he was completely powerless.
Seeing his elder brother injured, Fifteen Ton Douluo instantly swung his massive Coiling Dragon Staff toward Tang San's back.
Tang San was ruthless, enduring the backlash from his previous strike and countering with another powerful hammer swing.
Seizing this moment,Falling Devil Douluo disregarded his own injuries and smashed his Coiling Dragon Staff toward Tang San's chest with full force.
One had to admit, the synergy between Falling devil Douluo and Fifteen Douluo was exceptionally refined. Even with a significant soul power gap between them and Tang San, they could still coordinate their attacks to effectively restrain him, at least for a short time.
Moreover, both had fought against Tang Hao multiple times and were intimately familiar with the Clear Sky Hammer's techniques. Their cooperation allowed them to subtly suppress the hammer's power.
However, their true opponents were not just Tang San alone—there were also two hundred-thousand-year soul beasts waiting on the other side, leaving them trapped in a deadly predicament.