Tang San seemed overjoyed at the moment.
"Yang Xiong, don't blame me for this. The Asura God and the Rakshasa God are naturally opposed. If I don't get rid of you, you will eventually make a move against me. This is the mission bestowed upon me by the previous Rakshasa God."
Yang Xiong's mouth twitched, "Rakshasa God, it seems I underestimated that woman. I suspect she was the one orchestrating all of this behind the scenes."
Tang San said, "According to the previous Rakshasa God, both the Asura God and the Rakshasa God are gods of slaughter. So why is the Rakshasa God only a First Level God, while the Asura God can be the God King of the God Realm? If I can't eliminate you, the Rakshasa God will always be beneath the Asura God. Therefore, you must die no matter what."
Yang Xiong's expression shifted slightly, "Tang San, even though I'm injured now, do you think you can handle me? Don't forget, you've never once defeated me since we were children. What makes you say such a thing?"
Tang San smiled, "Haha! Perhaps I wasn't your match in the past, but unfortunately, you are too heavily injured now. No matter how powerful you are, you can't possibly defeat two gods."
As Tang San's words fell, the entire grand formation of Jialing Pass underwent a change. The Undead Legion, originally controlled by Bibi Dong, now all turned their gaze towards Tang San, their eyes filled with reverence.
The Undead Legion unleashed their aura to its absolute limit, as if everyone began to sacrifice their bodies and souls. Energy surged skyward at an incredibly fast pace, vaguely forming a dark shadow. All the energy was channeled into Bibi Dong at an astonishing speed, making her appear as if she were about to explode.
Immediately after, Tang San's body also changed at that instant. Countless dark-colored Blue Silver Grass sprouted from him, directly enveloping the out-of-control Bibi Dong. It seemed this Dark Blue Silver Grass possessed an incredibly terrifying devouring ability.
Even though Bibi Dong let out ferocious roars, she appeared extremely unwilling, unwilling to be controlled by Tang San, and unwilling to be at his mercy.
Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue became enraged. Despite sustaining severe injuries, she ignored them, her hand gripping the Angel Holy Sword as she charged directly at Bibi Dong, clearly intending to sever the Dark Blue Silver Grass's grip on her.
However, Tang San, wielding the Rakshasa Magic Scythe, instantly transformed into a black shadow and blocked Qian Renxue's path.
Bibi Dong, filled with unwillingness, transformed her lower body into a massive Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, seemingly unwilling to resist any further.
Unfortunately, Bibi Dong's body was quickly enveloped by the Dark Blue Silver Grass. The Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's eight long legs were also completely encased, and especially the aura of the Undead Legion, which was rapidly injected into Bibi Dong's body, even restricting her movements.
Bibi Dong's body, once filled with Divine Power, now seemed completely incapable of resistance. Countless energies, along with the Dark Blue Silver Grass, rapidly merged into Tang San's body.
In addition to enveloping Bibi Dong, the Dark Blue Silver Grass also extended numerous tendrils, rapidly spreading across the entire Jialing Pass battlefield. Except for those far from the battlefield, all the corpses were devoured clean at an astonishing speed.
Even with all her might, Qian Renxue could not defeat the black figure Tang San had become. After all, in the entire battlefield, only Tang San remained unharmed and at his peak.
Qian Renxue looked at Yang Xiong with great unwillingness, "Yang Xiong, Tang San is in a critical state right now. Only now do we have a chance to kill him. Otherwise, we will have no chance of winning, and this world will ultimately be ruled by this Evil God."
Yang Xiong paid no attention to Qian Renxue's words, merely staring intently at Tang San, as if wanting to observe Tang San's inner changes and see if this Tang San was the same as the one he remembered.
In fact, for many years since knowing Tang San, Yang Xiong had always been wary of him. He was wary of Tang San's various opportunities, his talent, and especially the many Tang Sect techniques he had mastered from his previous life.
If one were to talk about Tang San's true strongest opportunity, it wasn't the so-called Immortal Herb or the Twin Martial Souls, but the Mysterious Heaven Skill. That was Tang San's real trump card and the true foundation of his rapid rise.
But no matter what, regardless of how wary he was, they weren't exactly enemies, nor did they have any conflicts. Their past interactions had been relatively normal.
At this moment, Yang Xiong couldn't help but shake his head. He had ultimately trusted Tang San wrongly. At least Tang San wasn't the refined gentleman from the original story. Perhaps this was the true manifestation of the Tang Sect's rules.
Yang Xiong seemed to sense something, turning his head to look behind him. Ning Rongrong, who had been far from the battlefield, had surprisingly arrived beside Yang Xiong.
Ning Rongrong looked at Yang Xiong's injuries, her heart filled with distress.
"Little Xiongzi, how are your injuries? Hurry up and eat the sausage to heal."
As Ning Rongrong handed Yang Xiong the sausage, multiple beams of light rapidly appeared on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and merged into Yang Xiong's body. Unfortunately, these lights entered Yang Xiong's body as if they had fallen into the sea, having no effect on him.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but shake his head, "Don't waste your effort. I know my injuries well. Ordinary Soul Masters will no longer have any effect on me."
Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San in the distance, a hint of confusion in her eyes, "Little Xiongzi, why has Tang San become like this? He wasn't like this when we studied together before."
Yang Xiong smiled, "Perhaps this is Tang San's true appearance. We were too weak before, so we never showed our true selves, including myself."
Ning Rongrong quickly asked, "Then what should we do now? Looking at Tang San, he seems to be getting stronger. Will you fight to the death? Haven't you considered making a move beforehand?"
Yang Xiong shook his head, "I'm fine. Since this is Tang San's choice, perhaps I was wrong from the start. The Angel God and the Rakshasa God might truly be destined enemies forever, just as fate dictates."
"From the current perspective, these matters are likely all within the calculations of the previous Rakshasa God. Unfortunately, no matter how meticulously he planned, he was still careless and underestimated my strength, while overestimating Tang San's."
"Rongrong, you should go back first. I will handle this matter. You don't need to worry too much; you know my personality."
Ning Rongrong carefully observed Yang Xiong, her eyes still filled with worry, "Little Xiongzi, since I can't help you, let me stay by your side. Even if we die, I'll die with you."
...
Compared to Yang Xiong's composure, or rather, what others perceived as him simply recuperating, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were in a much worse state.
Bibi Dong's Divine Power seemed to be rapidly devoured by the Dark Blue Silver Grass. Her once beautiful face now showed faint wrinkles, gradually beginning to age.
Judging by Bibi Dong's condition, if this continued, her demise was likely inevitable.
As for Qian Renxue, seeing Bibi Dong's current state, she lost the majesty of a celestial being. She madly attacked Tang San.
However, in terms of combat power, Tang San still seemed to be significantly stronger than Qian Renxue. Especially since Qian Renxue had also been ambushed, while Tang San's aura was steadily rising.
Finally, in just a few minutes, the entire Jialing Pass battlefield underwent a drastic transformation. The Undead Legion, originally controlled by Bibi Dong, gradually turned to dust and dispersed. Their energy seemed to have been completely absorbed by Tang San's Dark Blue Silver Grass.
Bibi Dong also looked extremely miserable. The once powerful Soul Devouring Spider Emperor now lacked its former imposing aura, appearing more like a very weak Martial Soul.
Bibi Dong's face was now covered in wrinkles, her black hair had turned completely white, and the Soul Power in her body had vanished without a trace. She looked like a frail old woman.
When Tang San withdrew the Dark Blue Silver Grass, Bibi Dong had only a breath left and fell from the sky.
Qian Renxue quickly caught Bibi Dong, her eyes seemingly filled with regret, regretting her lack of strength and perhaps regretting their past conflicts.
Bibi Dong, on her last breath, looked at Qian Renxue with her remaining gaze, trying with all her might to touch Qian Renxue's face with her hand, but she had no strength left.
Qian Renxue quickly grasped Bibi Dong's hand, a tear seemingly welling up in her eyes, "Don't be like this. No matter how much you hate me, I don't want you to die. After all, you are the only family I have in this world."
Bibi Dong, struggling to hold on, stared intently at Qian Renxue, "I'm sorry, Xue'er, I'm not a qualified mother. You must live well."
Then, Bibi Dong's arm drooped, and there was no longer any sign of life in her body.
The founder of the Spirit Empire, its first emperor Bibi Dong, had just broken through to become a hundred-level god before she fell, and died in an exceptionally tragic and pathetic manner.
All the people of the Spirit Empire, after witnessing Bibi Dong's death, appeared incredibly dejected. She was their supreme emperor and the faith of countless people, but now she was dead. This seemed to foreshadow the decline of the Spirit Empire.
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Compared to Bibi Dong's demise, Tang San's aura was soaring at this moment. He appeared incredibly tall, especially with his dark aura, which felt like the end of days, and his killing intent was terrifying.
Tang San then looked at Yang Xiong, "Yang Xiong, you still have that high and mighty demeanor. I didn't expect you to hold back earlier. Now, you have absolutely no chance of defeating me."
"I am now the true Rakshasa God, especially after obtaining the God Slaying Array and Bibi Dong's energy. My power will be unprecedentedly strong; even in the God Realm, no one will dare to look down on me."
Yang Xiong smiled, "Tang San, since you harbor such hostility towards me, only one of us will survive today."
"It's a pity that neither you nor the previous Rakshasa God, despite all your schemes, know my true strength or my trump cards."
Tang San roared, "I don't care what trump cards you have. Today is a fight to the death. Only one of us will live. I will defeat you, and I will be the master of this world."
A hint of disdain flickered in Yang Xiong's eyes, "You're mistaken. As long as you die, I will definitely live."
With that, Yang Xiong's aura instantly surged. His entire body was enveloped by a powerful life force, and a deep blue flame emerged from the depths of his body. Any injuries or deadly poison he had sustained were disappearing at an incredibly fast rate. Even the lingering presence of the Rakshasa God and Angel God on his wounds vanished with remarkable speed.
When everyone looked at Yang Xiong again, he no longer appeared injured at all.
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