Chapter 319: Three Wins Against Qian Renxue
At this moment, Yang Xiong felt an immense sense of worry from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King in his mind.
"Yang Xiong, although your body can barely fight against a god, your endurance is not comparable to that of a deity. If this battle continues, even with your dual soul cores, you will never be able to defeat Qian Renxue."
"Moreover, your consumption is far greater than Qian Renxue's. Unless something unexpected happens, you will likely lose this battle."
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and let out an angry roar: "I will never admit defeat. Even if I die, I will fight until the end."
Yang Xiong stared intently at the blood-red lightning in his spiritual sea. These lightning bolts came from the Heavenly Tribulation, and perhaps this was the key to truly overcoming the gods.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King was shocked: "What are you thinking? Although you can wield these Heavenly Tribulation bolts, they cause indiscriminate destruction. Even you will be reduced to ashes under their power."
Yang Xiong shouted angrily: "Since they are in my spiritual sea, they belong to me. I don't care about the Heavenly Tribulation or any force of rules. Anything that touches my things must obey me, or I would rather not have it."
Yang Xiong's blood-red lightning began to gather in his spiritual sea, slowly enveloping the golden giant. The giant seemed to be in immense pain, but it still let out a fierce roar toward the heavens.
Qian Renxue seemed to sense the change in Yang Xiong. "Yang Xiong, what are you doing? Seeing as you didn't strike me when I was unconscious last time, should I spare your life and give you another chance to challenge me?"
Yang Xiong roared: "I, Yang Xiong, will pursue the strongest, and I will never need anyone to spare my life!"
As Yang Xiong's words fell, blood-red lightning surrounded his body, and these bolts seemed to come from the endless abyss or from the very heavens, as if they could destroy all things in the world.
Even with Yang Xiong's powerful physique, after the appearance of the blood-red lightning, his body began to twitch. His muscles darkened under the electric shocks, and even his black hair stood on end.
Especially as the blood-red lightning appeared, the entire world seemed to shake. The once clear sky was now covered by dark clouds, and countless lightning bolts fell from the sky, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Qian Renxue's face showed a hint of caution: "Yang Xiong, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"
"What are these blood-red things? They seem a bit like your second martial soul, but you can't fully control them."
Yang Xiong charged toward Qian Renxue with a powerful claw, which seemed to transform into a giant sky-reaching claw. The claw crackled with blood-red lightning, resembling the arrival of a thunder god.
"Qian Renxue, no matter how much of a god you are, today I, Yang Xiong, will defeat you, this god!"
Qian Renxue's expression grew serious as she faced Yang Xiong's full attack. She could feel an immense threat in the blood-red lightning, as if she was facing an attack from the very rules of the world. Even a god could not avoid it.
Qian Renxue's ninth soul ring flashed, and instantly, the entire world was bathed in endless golden light. A massive angel descended from the heavens, holding something in its hands that seemed capable of dissolving the entire world.
This was Qian Renxue's ninth soul skill: Angel's Descent, a 100,000-year soul skill, used under her martial soul true body.
The blood-red lightning collided with the golden light, and in that instant, it felt like a clash of two forces of rules. The surrounding space turned into nothingness.
After a single collision, both Yang Xiong and Qian Renxue were sent flying backward by several hundred meters. The attack ended in a draw.
Yang Xiong spat blood, not only from the shock but also from the destruction caused by the Heavenly Tribulation's effect on his body.
Since acquiring the Heavenly Tribulation lightning, Yang Xiong had long wanted to harness its power. But the terrifying force of it had always left him apprehensive.
Now, facing a true god, he knew that without the Heavenly Tribulation's power, he wouldn't be able to defeat Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue also spat out blood and glared at him with great contempt: "Interesting. Yang Xiong, you are the strongest soul master I've ever seen. To think you can cause me harm. Then I'll show you the true gap between us."
Qian Renxue's hand quickly appeared with the golden sword of the Angel God's inheritance, the Angelic Sword.
The Angelic Sword emitted endless light, especially in the sky, where the dark clouds suddenly gave way to a blinding brilliance. Under the sunlight, the Angelic Sword shone like flames.
Without hesitation, Yang Xiong drew the Shura Magic Sword.
To his surprise, as soon as the Shura Magic Sword was unsheathed, the blood-red Heavenly Tribulation lightning surged along the sword's handle, quickly enveloping the entire sword.
The Shura Magic Sword surged with murderous intent, its blood-red glow merging with the blood-red lightning, as though becoming one.
The golden light and blood-red sword qi collided in the air. In the blink of an eye, both Yang Xiong and Qian Renxue struck out with countless sword slashes. Even in the high sky, the sharp sword qi caused the soul masters on the ground to shiver with fear.
It seemed that both had reached a similar level, exchanging endless sword strikes, but neither could truly defeat the other.
Qian Renxue suddenly yelled: "Yang Xiong, although you are strong, even reaching an unprecedented level for a soul master, unfortunately, you are destined to lose."
Yang Xiong sneered: "You don't think you can defeat me with just your words, do you? Let's see who proves their strength."
Qian Renxue showed disdain: "Yang Xiong, what you are facing is not just me, but the entire history of the Spirit Empire, the foundation of my Angel Clan, and the faith of generations that the Angel God has protected."
"Now, you are filled with killing intent, like a demon god. My Angel Clan is determined to eliminate demons. Next, I will judge you on behalf of the entire world."
With that, Qian Renxue's Angelic Sword glowed with golden divine power, merging with the world around her.
Yang Xiong felt that he was not just facing a god, but the entire world and all the believers of the Angel God.
Yang Xiong knew that Qian Renxue was likely using the accumulated faith of her people, as if the entire world was passing judgment on him.
At this moment, Yang Xiong felt as though he was standing on a judgment stage, surrounded by the entire bloodshed of his life, with images of all those he had killed flashing before his eyes.
"Angel's Judgment! Holy Light Demon Cleave!"
Yang Xiong felt the voice like a divine mantra, threatening to shatter his soul and turn it to nothingness.
But Yang Xiong's eyes filled with rage, and he showed immense defiance.
"Qian Renxue, you have no right to represent everyone in the world. You have no right to judge me. No one in this world has the right to judge me."
At that moment, Yang Xiong detonated all nine of his soul rings. All the energy quickly merged into his martial soul.
Suddenly, a blood-red giant, a thousand meters tall, appeared in the heavens. The giant wielded blood-red lightning, and under its glow, the world seemed to turn into nothingness. Even the sun seemed ready to be plucked from the sky.
This was Yang Xiong's Shura Form, using his full power. Yang Xiong detonated all nine of his soul rings, channeling all their power into his martial soul, Shura, and the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning.
Qian Renxue gripped the golden sword tightly, slashing down through the heavens. Her strike was filled with endless flames, the purest light energy, and the Angel God's divine power.
But Yang Xiong also made his desperate move. The blood-red giant swung its lightning sword as if trying to shoot down the sun itself. In this crucial moment, Yang Xiong noticed a crack in the perfect sun in the sky, and a trace of black aura. Perhaps this was Qian Renxue's greatest flaw.
The golden light and blood-red lightning collided. The heavens instantly shattered, and the sky seemed to be drenched in blood.
Qian Renxue appeared heavily injured, with countless broken bones. Even her brow bore a deep sword scar.
Qian Renxue coughed up blood and fell from the sky like a falling sun.
Yang Xiong was no better, his bones feeling as though they were about to shatter. His clothes were soaked in blood as he plummeted from the sky like a falling star.
When Ning Rongrong and the others reacted, they immediately flew toward Yang Xiong's falling position.
Yang Xiong, covered in blood and with his seven orifices bleeding, still gripped the Shura Magic Sword tightly, supporting his body.
Yet, he stared at the distant Spirit Empire with determination, forcing himself to speak, "I won, Qian Renxue. In the end, I won."
Qian Renxue, supported by Golden Crocodile Douluo and Bibi Dong, leaned on the Angelic Sword.
She was equally injured, her golden armor stained with blood, her eyes filled with reluctance.
But at her brow, there was a blood-red sword mark, filled with endless murderous intent.
In that instant, even though Qian Renxue was a god, she felt the fear of death, as though her life was in the hands of her enemy.
"Yang Xiong, wait for me. I will defeat you sooner or later!"
With those words, Qian Renxue seemed to exhaust all her strength, and she fell backward.
In this critical moment, Bibi Dong, involuntarily, caught Qian Renxue, her eyes full of disbelief and inner conflict.
Yang Xiong, also unable to hold on, collapsed to the ground, but his mouth was filled with wild laughter, seemingly not caring about his injuries.
(END CHAPTER)
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