The youth's blood-colored hair fluttered in the wind. Wearing armor of the same style as the Abyss Saint Lord and holding the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, he carried somewhat of the Abyss Saint Lord's bearing.
Seeing the two who had descended, the hand that had been about to launch an attack slowed down. The youth sized up the people present.
"What a blessed plane—three holders of first-level god positions."
His tone was condescending as his gaze swept over Xue Di, Bibi Dong, and Lan Fozi before finally settling on Ning Rongrong.
"And one human who isn't even god-level yet possesses strength far surpassing ordinary gods."
"Pink hair—the woman who caused Tian Yuan to fall and even made Mother suffer a loss. You must be Ning Rongrong!"
The youth spoke on his own. When he mentioned Tian Yuan, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
This subtle change in expression was caught by Ning Rongrong.
"Tian Yuan—you mean the Abyss Saint Lord?" Ning Rongrong said calmly. "It seems he's truly gone. The Abyss Saint Lord once mentioned that his little brother Yan Long was petty and narrow-minded. So that must be you?"
The Crimson Mother had two sons, both born through asexual reproduction.
The eldest son was Tian Yuan, the ultimate boss of the Douluo series' Dragon King Legend, and a villain who made a brief appearance in Ultimate Douluo.
As for Yan Long, he was the Crimson Mother's younger son. His strength was inferior to the Abyss Saint Lord's, and he was even jealous of him. Judging from that flash of hatred just now, the youth before them was undoubtedly Yan Long.
He had the cultivation of a first-level god, but his aura was weaker than the Abyss Saint Lord's.
In his hand was the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd that originally belonged to the Abyss Saint Lord. In a sense, it was the Abyss Saint Lord's relic.
After all, the one thrown out last time had been a projection created using the Sea God Trident.
The Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd in front of them now was likely the genuine super-divine weapon.
"Petty and narrow-minded!" Upon hearing those words, veins bulged on Yan Long's forehead as he gasped heavily in anger.
"A mere human who isn't even a god—don't think that by accidentally killing Tian Yuan, you can be my opponent. That guy was just someone who planted flags and sold his head."
As he spoke, his entire body erupted with blood-red light. Even the super-divine weapon in his hand was enveloped in a halo of bloody energy.
"Die!"
A streak of red light tore through the sky.
Yan Long, wielding the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, transformed into blood-colored red light and charged toward Ning Rongrong.
"Divine Skill—Eternal Scar Creation"
"Divine Skill—Absolute Zero"
"Divine Skill—Shocking Waves Scouring the Sand"
Bibi Dong, Xue Di, and Lan Fozi launched their attacks simultaneously. Divine power poured out from their bodies.
In an instant, the air across the entire Heaven Dou Empire became scorching.
The ground trembled violently.
"Get lost!"
The super-divine weapon, Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, tore through the rules. The three incoming attacks scattered directly.
His own divine power was only slightly obstructed.
"Abyss"
The Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd let out a faint gun cry. Energy burst forth from its tip.
Bibi Dong, Xue Di, and Lan Fozi groaned as they were sent flying hundreds of meters backward.
All three spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The smell of blood immediately filled the air.
At this moment, Yan Long was already within arm's reach of Ning Rongrong.
"You're not Tian Yuan, and you can't unleash the full power of a super-divine weapon."
Ning Rongrong's figure flickered slightly and vanished from Yan Long's line of sight in an instant.
"What!"
Yan Long was startled. By the time he reacted, Ning Rongrong was already standing right in front of him.
Her fair, tender palm gripped the handle of the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd as she looked at him indifferently.
"No, this is impossible!"
Yan Long's expression changed drastically. Divine power surged along the handle as he tried to use the super-divine weapon to repel Ning Rongrong.
"It's useless!"
With her other free hand, Ning Rongrong grasped her own Glazed Holy Sword.
The Glazed Holy Sword shimmered with faint fluorescent light.
"Sword Technique—Subspace Severing"
Sizzle!
Blood sprayed. The arm Yan Long used to hold the halberd was torn off at the root by the sword qi.
"Ah~"
He screamed repeatedly as he retreated.
"No, I don't believe it!" Yan Long roared hoarsely. He was a first-level god—how could he possibly lose to a human who wasn't even a god?
This was impossible; this wasn't scientific!
The Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd that Ning Rongrong held trembled slightly.
A powerful surge of energy repelled it.
The Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd flew back into the other hand of the one-armed Yan Long.
"The super-divine weapon recognizes its master?"
Ning Rongrong frowned slightly.
There must be something wrong with that halberd.
The aura just now didn't seem to belong to Yan Long. It felt more like...
Ning Rongrong didn't dwell on it.
No matter what, the priority was to defeat the enemy in front of her first.
Losing one arm was nothing to Yan Long.
Drawing on the residual blood qi left in the Star Luo Empire, a complete right arm quickly coalesced at the wound.
"Damn it!"
Yan Long glared viciously at Ning Rongrong. He switched the halberd from his left hand back to his right.
"Don't get cocky. I was just careless earlier." Yan Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"This time, I'll go all out and make you, little brat, kneel down and be conquered."
As he spoke, Yan Long unleashed the full, unrestrained pressure of a first-level god.
The entire sky seemed to distort under the influence of this energy.
Bibi Dong, Xue Di, and Lan Fozi exchanged glances.
All three showed helplessness in their eyes.
They were all first-level gods above level 120, yet they couldn't even withstand a single exchange against him.
Even after becoming gods, the gap between them and Ning Rongrong was still this vast?
How utterly unbelievable.
However, Bibi Dong and the others didn't know that Ning Rongrong's strength alone wasn't enough to handle a first-level god—at best, she was between second-level and first-level god.
It was the continuous "spirit gathering" effect of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation, along with the formation's resistance, that elevated Ning Rongrong's strength.
By borrowing the formation, Ning Rongrong's current power had reached the Pinnacle Four Realms.
Though there was still a significant gap compared to true Pinnacle Four Realms.
Her strength had already surpassed Yan Long's.
This was also why Ning Rongrong had saved the cultivation of the Extreme of Qi—the last of the Pinnacle Four Realms—for the very end.
The Extreme of Power represented physique, the Extreme of Skill referred to technique, and the Extreme of Heart involved spirit and soul.
These three aspects required solid hard power to master and were difficult to cheat one's way through.
As for Qi, once the other aspects reached the extreme, Qi could be forcibly infused through other methods.
"Take this move!"
Yan Long locked his divine power onto Ning Rongrong. Fusing with the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, he nearly achieved unity between man and weapon.
The surging divine power caused Ning Rongrong's clothes to flutter lightly.
"Die, human little girl!"
"The Abyss cannot be desecrated."
"Super-divine weapon skill—Abyss."
Fully unleashing his attack, Yan Long's divine power intertwined with the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, faintly outlining the form of the Abyss Saint Lord releasing his skill.
"Since you want to gift me a super-divine weapon, then I won't refuse."
Having already suspected there was something wrong with the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, Ning Rongrong had no intention of dragging things out.
Clear, cold chill gathered at the tip of the Glazed Holy Sword.
"Sword Technique—"
However, before Ning Rongrong could release the skill,
the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd suddenly flew out of his hand and pierced straight through Yan Long's chest in one strike.
"No, you..."
Yan Long's eyes widened in disbelief. "You... impossible... how are you still alive?"
In his dying moments, he saw the outline of his elder brother.
"A dying man has no need for more words."
Blood-red aura spread outward with the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd at its center.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Long's divine power was absorbed by the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd.
A vast, majestic aura transmitted over.
Waves of energy surged like mountains and seas.
The sky filled with blood qi, forming a massive vortex dozens of kilometers wide.
At the center of the vortex was the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd.
"Hmph, no matter what you are!"
"The advantage is mine now."
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath. The Glazed Holy Sword in her hand suddenly thrust toward the core of the tornado.
"Sword Technique—Void Collapse Dragon: Myriad Transformations"
"Slash!"
(End of chapter)