Despair filled everyone on the Heaven Dou Empire's side at Jialing Pass. Two Deities from the Spirit Empire had appeared, and Bibi Dong, as the Spirit Empire's emperor, exuded such an overwhelming dark aura that even breathing became suffocating.
Bone Douluo, since being struck down from the sky by Bibi Dong, seemed to be severely injured as well. After all, he had just used his Ninth Soul Skill with all his might to attack Bibi Dong, only to be met with a full-force strike from the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's massive pincers.
Yang Wei and Qin Shuang quickly rushed to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's side, standing protectively in front of them.
Sword Douluo seemed to have lost consciousness and had already fainted. Bone Douluo wasn't much better; despite his mastery of defense and incredibly strong physique, he was now spitting blood, and it looked like he had many broken bones.
Both held esteemed positions within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, almost revered as Deities. Yang Wei and Qin Shuang disregarded everything else, each shielding one of the injured men.
Bibi Dong looked down at the battlefield with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
"Mere mortals, daring to challenge a Deity. You overestimate yourselves."
Just then, Ning Fengzhi suddenly emitted a signal. Ning Rongrong swiftly arrived before Sword Bone Douluo, directly activating her Ninth Soul Skill: Nine Treasure Bodyguard Divine Light. A special beam of light shot out from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, instantly enveloping everyone nearby.
Immediately after, a golden figure suddenly appeared beside Ning Fengzhi, transforming into a massive Golden Eagle, seemingly intending to carry Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Sword Bone Douluo away from the battlefield.
At this point, the chances of victory were essentially gone. Even if they had to use every last resort, they needed to preserve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's flame, or else it would have no hope of rising again.
Everyone was surprised when this enormous Golden Eagle appeared, and its extreme speed was beyond anyone's expectations.
This person was Golden Eagle Douluo, a Titled Douluo that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had kept hidden, and Ning Fengzhi's final trump card.
Seeing this, the Body Sect and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect members seemed to understand the signal and prepared to fully withdraw from the battlefield.
Even Tang Xiao and the others from the Clear Sky Sect were ready to act at any moment.
Clearly, everyone understood that as long as the green mountains remained, there would be wood to burn. If they all died on the Jialing Pass battlefield, there would truly be no more opportunities.
But before they could react, a colossal beast flew down from the sky. A massive Soul Devouring Spider Emperor radiated an incredibly terrifying aura, like a colossal black phantom, directly engulfing the entire battlefield. No matter how fast Golden Eagle Douluo was, he couldn't carry anyone away.
Bibi Dong suddenly let out a wild laugh. "Interesting. Ning Fengzhi actually had such preparations. It seems I underestimated you a little. Even now, you've kept a secret, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has been secretly hiding a Titled Douluo."
"Too bad. In front of a Deity, all your trump cards are futile. Today, whether it's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or the Body Sect, everyone must die on this Jialing Pass battlefield. Do you think you can still escape? Do you think my formation only absorbs flesh and blood?"
As Bibi Dong's words fell, the ground surrounding the Jialing Pass battlefield suddenly rose, and the entire battlefield was enveloped in an extremely bizarre formation, like a giant cage. Everyone was trapped within, with no possibility of escape.
Everyone felt a trance-like sensation, as if their souls were under some kind of pressure, and even their movements during combat slowed significantly.
Even Tang San in the sky was startled. He couldn't believe Bibi Dong had such a trick up her sleeve. It seemed Bibi Dong not only wanted to become a Deity by utilizing the grand formation of Jialing Pass, but also wanted to bury everyone within it. Perhaps then she could become even stronger.
Tang San's expression darkened. This Bibi Dong was even more ruthless and had a grander scheme than he had imagined. If Bibi Dong were allowed to continue, he might not even be able to protect himself.
It was known that Tang San was now the Rakshasa God and the God of Slaughter. He could clearly feel that the nature of Bibi Dong's Divine Power was somewhat similar to his own. Not only did it possess the ultimate slaughter attribute, but it also had the ultimate devouring attribute. The Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's devouring ability was even stronger than the Dark Blue Silver Grass.
However, Tang San did not take any action; even his battle with Qian Renxue began to slow down significantly.
Qian Renxue was equally shocked by the scene before her. As the true Angel God, this tragic sight was somewhat unbearable for her to witness, yet it also involved her stance and the fate of the Spirit Empire.
Golden Eagle Douluo seemed to be restrained; even as a Titled Douluo, he couldn't escape. His body gradually became shrouded in a black aura, and his Soul Power also seemed to be steadily suppressed.
Bibi Dong looked at the people on Golden Eagle Douluo's back with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
"Chen Xin, Gu Rong, you dared to strike at a Deity. Then I shall send you to your deaths. From this day forward, there will be no more Sword Bone Douluo in this world, nor will there be a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Immediately after, Bibi Dong raised a finger, and a giant pincer descended from the sky, as if it could cleave the entire heavens.
Even with Ning Rongrong using the Nine Treasure Bodyguard Divine Light with all her might, and Yang Wei and Qin Shuang pushing their strength to the limit, their Soul Power seemed utterly defenseless before a Deity. The protective energy shield was directly shattered.
Ning Rongrong and the others coughed up blood, their eyes filled with despair.
Just as everyone seemed to have no escape, a blood-red sword light suddenly appeared from a distance, directly slicing the descending pincer into pieces.
Immediately after, a figure flew from afar. Even the massive formation couldn't stop him; he forcefully tore a gap in the huge formation that enveloped the entire Jialing Pass.
Before anyone could react, a blood-red figure had already landed on the massive Golden Eagle.
Ning Rongrong and the others were instantly overjoyed. "Little Xiongzi, you're finally here! Quick, look at Sword Grandfather and Bone Grandfather; they're both seriously injured, and my support isn't working at all."
Yang Xiong quickly looked at Sword Bone Douluo. Both of his teachers were severely injured, especially Sword Douluo. Not only was his Soul Power completely depleted, but he also had an unknown number of broken bones, and his aura was extremely weak, almost like that of a dying old man.
Bone Douluo, though relatively better, still had extremely severe injuries. He had clearly suffered an incredibly powerful impact, with a hideous claw mark on his chest where his internal organs and bones were visible.
No wonder Ning Rongrong couldn't even provide support. If these injuries were sustained by an ordinary person, they would have certainly died long ago. Only because Sword Douluo himself was incredibly strong and Bone Douluo had an outstanding physique were they still alive.
Yang Xiong's face was pale. If he had arrived even a moment later, he would have truly regretted it. After all, these were his closest people—not only his brother and lover, but also his two teachers. If anything were to happen to them, he would truly regret it for the rest of his life.
"Rongrong, don't worry, I'm here. I promise both teachers will be fine."
Just then, an angry roar came from the sky.
Bibi Dong was full of rage. "Yang Xiong, you escaped fish, how dare you show yourself! Since you've come to Jialing Pass, today will be your death day!"
Even Qian Renxue and Tang San, who had been fighting, stopped their battle at this moment. Their expressions were varied.
Qian Renxue's face was dark, and her eyes showed a hint of struggle. The two hadn't seen each other since their last drink, but they seemed to be both enemies and friends, almost like kindred spirits, yet also like long-standing adversaries.
Tang San's expression, on the other hand, was inscrutable. On one hand, he hoped the tide of the battle would turn, but on the other, he seemed extremely repulsed by Yang Xiong, as if he intensely disliked the strength Yang Xiong displayed.
After all, every time he met Yang Xiong, the strength Yang Xiong showed greatly surprised Tang San. Each time, he was full of confidence, believing he could catch up to Yang Xiong, believing he could defeat Yang Xiong, but when it came time to display their true power, Yang Xiong always left him far behind.
Now that Tang San had become a Deity, he refused to believe that Yang Xiong's strength was greater than his own, or that Yang Xiong, as a mortal, could compare to him, a Deity.
It was important to note that from the perspectives of both Tang San and Qian Renxue, although Yang Xiong appeared mysterious now, he had not yet become a Deity. He didn't possess a God Position like them, nor had he become a true Deity like them.
Bibi Dong seemed to understand this, which was why she angrily moved to attack Yang Xiong. With a wave of her hand, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's massive pincers descended from the sky, like a colossal scythe, intending to kill Yang Xiong directly.
Yang Xiong merely turned his head slightly, a trace of killing intent appearing in his eyes. He looked utterly indifferent, gazing at Bibi Dong as if she were an ant, as if Yang Xiong were the true Deity, and Bibi Dong merely a mortal who dared to strike at one.
Before Bibi Dong could even react, a colossal, blood-red figure suddenly materialized behind Yang Xiong. This figure stood a hundred zhang tall, exuding an endless aura of slaughter. Even the dark, evil energy that Bibi Dong had cast over Jialing Pass seemed to vanish without a trace in that instant.
What was particularly striking about this hundred-zhang-tall, blood-red figure was the terrifying blood-red lightning that crackled around it. This lightning seemed to emanate from hell itself, yet also from divine retribution.
Immediately, the blood-red figure reached out and seized the pair of giant pincers descending from the sky, shattering them instantly. Even Bibi Dong was taken aback, unable to believe that her full-force attack had been neutralized so easily.
Yang Xiong himself, however, paid no attention to the battle unfolding in the sky. It was as if he were multitasking, using only his Martial Soul and energy to attack the enemy.
At this moment, Yang Xiong's full attention was on Sword Bone Douluo. Five-colored light emanated from his hands, and as Yang Xiong placed his hands on Sword Bone Douluo, it was as if a peculiar energy integrated into Sword Bone Douluo's body.
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