Seeing Tang San use the Rakshasa Magic Scythe to unleash the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique from the Clear Sky Hammer, especially with that final strike, the entire Rakshasa Magic Scythe became like a black dragon, possessing the power to shatter the heavens and earth.
Tang San let out a great roar, "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, nine-nine returning to one! Yang Xiong, die!"
Yang Xiong's expression turned cold. He hadn't expected Tang San to have such a move.
But Yang Xiong appeared incredibly defiant, with killing intent blazing in his eyes. He sheathed his sword, his aura rising steadily. In that instant, he drew his sword and unleashed his full power in a forward slash.
A terrifying sword qi directly met Tang San's fatal attack head-on. At this moment, Yang Xiong poured all his Soul Power and aura into his long sword. The instant the Asura Demon Sword was drawn, he pushed the Sword Dao to its absolute limit. Yang Xiong named it Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw.
Under the full-power clash of both sides, both Yang Xiong's sword qi and the black dragon formed by the Rakshasa Magic Scythe shattered in that instant.
Yang Xiong himself was sent flying back dozens of meters, while Tang San, who had been remotely controlling the Rakshasa Magic Scythe, also seemed to have taken a heavy blow and was sent reeling back wildly.
In this full-power exchange, neither Yang Xiong's Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw nor Tang San's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique gained any advantage. The two were evenly matched.
Tang San suddenly burst into laughter, "Yang Xiong, you're nothing more than this. No matter how powerful you are, there's an insurmountable chasm between Gods and mortals. No matter how strong you are, you can never truly suppress me. Victory will ultimately belong to me."
As Tang San said, he himself was a God, while Yang Xiong was merely a Limit Douluo. There was a significant gap in their Soul Power levels, let alone the fact that the recovery speed of Divine Power far surpassed that of ordinary Soul Power.
Yang Xiong's eyes hardened. His third, fourth, and ninth Soul Rings flashed as he simultaneously activated three amplification skills: the third Soul Skill Tyrant Dragon's Fury, the fourth Soul Skill Dragon Elephant Adamantine Body, and the ninth Soul Skill Demon Whale Wrathful Dragon Transformation. Coupled with Yang Xiong's already active seventh Soul Skill Asura True Body, he was simultaneously using four top-tier amplification Soul Skills. The Demon Whale Wrathful Dragon Transformation, in particular, was a million-year-level amplification Soul Skill.
After activating four Soul Skills at once, Yang Xiong's muscles bulged all over his body, emitting an incredibly ferocious aura, making him look like a monstrous beast.
This was the difference between a Beast Martial Soul and a Tool Martial Soul. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer were both Tool Martial Souls. Tool Martial Souls focused more on attack capabilities, especially in the later stages, offering greater diversity in attacks. Therefore, it was generally acknowledged in the Soul Master world that after reaching Soul Saint, Tool Martial Souls were stronger than Beast Martial Souls at the same level.
In contrast, Beast Martial Souls focused more on amplification abilities and possessed stronger individual physical qualities, along with more amplification Soul Skills.
At this moment, Yang Xiong's Speed and Strength had increased countless times. Even his Defense and Endurance had greatly improved, making him appear completely reckless.
Yang Xiong transformed into a blood-red figure once more and charged at Tang San. Tang San, seemingly understanding Yang Xiong's power, gripped the Clear Sky Hammer and Rakshasa Magic Scythe in his hands, attempting to block Yang Xiong's attack.
Unfortunately, Yang Xiong was even more ferocious than before. Even though Tang San had reached Hundred-Level God, the Asura Demon Sword emanated an incredibly terrifying power. This power far exceeded Tang San's imagination, and Tang San was directly sent flying.
Even with a face full of surprise, Tang San ferociously swung the weapons in his hands, trying to attack Yang Xiong.
But Yang Xiong was in an extremely enraged state now, and even Tang San, having become a God, could not stop him.
After just a few exchanges, Tang San had been sent flying multiple times, and several sword marks had appeared on his body, forcibly cut by Yang Xiong's Asura Demon Sword.
Tang San's eyes seemed filled with disbelief. He hadn't expected Yang Xiong to have such a move, nor that Yang Xiong's physical strength could increase so dramatically.
"Impossible, Yang Xiong, you can't be this strong! I am a God, I will never lose to you."
Tang San gritted his teeth, his Divine Power seeming to boil at that moment. Especially the Rakshasa Magic Scythe in his hand, it seemed to gather all his energy, even drawing the power of the Rakshasa Magic Scythe to himself, before emitting a light that enveloped the entire world.
Even Yang Xiong was somewhat caught off guard, finding himself in a bizarre small world filled with darkness and an aura of evil.
"Yang Xiong, no matter how strong you are, once you enter this Rakshasa Prison, you will have no way out."
Yang Xiong's expression changed slightly. It seemed Tang San had unleashed a spatial and mental Soul Skill that could trap enemies entirely within a small world. If one's mental power was insufficient, they would ultimately be at the mercy of their opponent.
Just then, a massive phantom appeared within this small world. This phantom was Tang San, and it seemed the entire small world was under Tang San's control. Even Yang Xiong's entire mental power seemed to be suppressed at that moment.
Seeing the phantom about to attack, especially with the myriad of evil energies threatening to invade Yang Xiong's body.
A cold smile touched Yang Xiong's lips, "Quite interesting. Tang San, although you are a God, your Divine Soul may not be able to defeat me."
Yang Xiong closed his eyes, carefully sensing his surroundings. His entire head emitted a blood-red light. Even with his eyes closed, the killing intent could not be fully concealed.
Immediately, his Head Soul Bone began to operate fully, and his mental power became like a vast, inexhaustible ocean.
Yang Xiong suddenly opened his eyes and let out a terrifying roar. A blood-red light shot up from the ground, transforming into a colossal figure that seemed to pierce through the entire small world.
This was Yang Xiong's self-created Soul Skill, Asura God Light. This strike utilized not only Yang Xiong's mental power but also pushed his Head Soul Bone to its absolute limit.
Under this strike, the formerly dark world was instantly dyed red. The blood-red figure directly penetrated the entire small world, causing it to collapse instantly. A sharp, piercing scream echoed simultaneously.
When calm returned, Tang San in the distance clutched his head with both hands. A drop of blood flowed from his eyes. Tang San was in extreme pain, his mental power having suffered a severe blow.
Tang San became somewhat frantic, "Yang Xiong, this is impossible! I am a God, you are just an ordinary mortal! I evolved into a Divine Soul long ago, and Divine Souls have absolute suppression over ordinary Soul Masters."
Yang Xiong shook his head, "Tang San, you truly underestimate me. My Martial Soul is my body. Both my brain and my eyes are parts of my body. Over the years, I've broken through my limits countless times to become stronger. My soul has long since evolved into a Divine Soul."
"Besides, I should thank you for all of this. If you hadn't traded the Purple Demon Eyes to me back then, I wouldn't have been able to utilize my mental power to this extent."
Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, "Yang Xiong, don't think you've won just because of this. I am a God, after all. Even if I wear you down, you will be the one to lose in the end. Your Soul Power recovery speed is definitely inferior to my Divine Power."
Yang Xiong ignored Tang San's words. Only Yang Xiong knew that after fighting for so long and consecutively using so many Soul Skills, his Soul Power consumption was indeed immense. However, the two Soul Cores within Yang Xiong were now operating at high speed, rapidly absorbing energy from the air to restore his Soul Power.
Therefore, in terms of actual consumption, Yang Xiong's was slightly higher than Tang San's, but his recovery ability was definitely not weaker than Tang San's.
"Tang San, if this is all you've got, then you won't be leaving here alive today. Even if you are a God, I will slaughter a God today."
Yang Xiong's aura surged. His original Martial Soul, Asura, had transformed into a blood-red figure. The figure was gradually enveloped by blood-red lightning. This was Yang's Heavenly Tribulation Thunder.
With the appearance of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, the entire sky became overcast, as if the whole world was shrouded by the blood-red Heavenly Tribulation Thunder. The very space seemed on the verge of collapse. Even Tang San, who was already the Rakshasa God, could feel the extraordinary nature of this Heavenly Tribulation Thunder.
The phantom behind Yang Xiong was like a hundred-zhang giant, completely covered in blood-red lightning. Especially on his hands, countless blood-red lightning bolts gathered, resembling the descent of the Thunder God.
This was Yang Xiong's self-created Soul Skill, Asura God Thunder. It combined his Martial Soul Asura with his second Martial Soul, Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, to form ultimate destructive power.
Tang San's face turned somewhat pale. He knew the power of this move from Yang Xiong very well. If Yang Xiong were allowed to continue, he might truly be in mortal danger.
Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer. The nine Soul Rings on the Clear Sky Hammer instantly detonated, releasing terrifying energy that rapidly merged into the Clear Sky Hammer.
After absorbing the energy, the Clear Sky Hammer rapidly expanded. The hammer, originally less than two meters long, suddenly became immensely large, like a mountain.
Tang San was going all out this time, detonating a total of nine Soul Rings. Even a God's body seemed unable to withstand it.
Tang San couldn't worry about anything else. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer with all his might, sending it crashing towards Yang Xiong. The entire space seemed to be suppressed by an extreme gravity, and even the ground began to crack. The whole world felt completely under pressure.
Yang Xiong showed no fear and instead appeared incredibly excited. The blood-red figure held lightning, which astonishingly took the form of a colossal hammer. He then forcefully smashed it against Tang San's Great Sumeru Hammer.
In an instant, the two massive hammers collided in the sky. Yang Xiong's hammer was blood-red, forged from Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, while Tang San wielded the dark Clear Sky Hammer.
Compared to Tang San's Ring Detonation, Yang Xiong's Asura God Thunder seemed to possess an infinite power. It felt as if it had grasped the entire Douluo Star in that moment, akin to the very rules of the Douluo World.
Following their clash, Yang Xiong was struck by immense force, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
However, Tang San was far more severely wounded than Yang Xiong. He lay in a massive crater, blood flowing from his seven orifices. His entire body was listless, with countless bones likely broken. He appeared to have lost all ability to fight.
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