"The abyssal army has already been wiped out. You're checkmated." Ning Rongrong casually stored the Crimson Moon Blade away.
She had no use for this super-divine artifact herself, but her useless father might still be able to use it to toy with some sneaky old sixths.
"I… I can surrender."
The Crimson Mother's body trembled. She didn't even have time to care about the blood still gushing from her severed arm.
"I don't trust you. Someone who can even kill her own child—who would dare keep you close?"
"I don't want to wake up one day after sleeping and find myself sold to some slave guild on another planet."
"After all, you're a half-step God King."
"No—more accurately, a God King-level soul. I'm not wrong, am I, ruler of the Crimson Domain?"
"You…"
The Crimson Mother's expression changed dramatically upon being seen through.
"How do you know?"
"It doesn't matter how I know."
In the next instant, Ning Rongrong appeared behind the Crimson Mother.
Her palm turned into a blade. Crackling lightning escaped from her hand, forming a sharp, chilling blade light.
"Dang—"
The Crimson Mother was sent flying backward and plunged straight into the abyss passage.
"Fuse!"
From within the abyss passage came the Crimson Mother's resolute voice.
The next moment, a terrifying blood-colored flame surged out from the already mostly collapsed abyss passage. The entire dark space was enveloped in crimson.
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—Space-Time Lockdown."
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda flew out from her hand and rose high into the sky. Strands of glowing light scattered down, forming a gigantic barrier over the entire Star Luo Empire.
"Kekeke~"
A massive solid phantom formed entirely from condensed blood qi rushed out of the abyss passage.
After it appeared, even the abyss seemed to lose its eerie aura.
Ning Rongrong examined the enormous phantom enveloping the Crimson Mother, resembling a martial soul true body.
"You really are impressive!" Ning Rongrong praised with genuine admiration.
If she hadn't returned in time, the Crimson Mother might have let the Silver Dragon King run rampant. Combined with the creatures of the Abyss plane, they might really have devoured the entire Douluo plane in a short time.
"Die!"
Blood light surged. The phantom condensed into a gigantic scythe that slashed down viciously.
"Useless attack." Watching the attack draw closer, Ning Rongrong slowly raised her right hand and clenched it into a fist.
"Boom!"
The fist wind she unleashed—powerful enough to tear space apart—erupted outward.
"Void Collapse Dragon—Myriad Transformations: Annihilation!"
The fist wind pierced straight through the phantom's solid body and landed directly on the Crimson Mother at its center.
"Pfft!"
Bright red blood sprayed violently. After vomiting several mouthfuls, terror appeared in the Crimson Mother's eyes:
"You… you…"
Before she could finish speaking, her body, organs, cells, and blood felt as though countless blades were slicing them from every direction, bringing extreme agony.
Although she possessed strong recovery power, there was still a limit.
One second.
It felt as though she had been lingchi'd thousands of times.
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang"
…
"My body is collapsing nonstop—damn it!"
The Crimson Mother roared in pain and fury.
Her own powerful rules tried to repair her, but it was like rootless duckweed—every repair was met with endless destruction.
Possessing destruction rules, she felt as though her entire being had already been covered by destruction. No amount of repair helped.
"No… impossible!"
The Crimson Mother screamed hoarsely, but the collapse continued without pause.
After a long while, the Crimson Mother finally reached her limit.
"Damn it… damn it all!"
She had never felt such hatred. To break through to God King, how much time had she spent—how many tens of thousands of years!
Yet she had fallen to a mere twenty-something-year-old brat.
"Damn native—then let's die together!"
The blood-colored radiance began to converge. Even the massive super-enlarged phantom compressed back into her body.
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Suppress!"
The scattered radiant light fell upon the Crimson Mother. Instantly, it was as though countless mountains were pressing down on her—she could not move at all.
"To guide you into devouring the Crimson Domain, I spent quite a bit of time."
Before the Crimson Mother could figure out what was going on with Ning Rongrong, her calm voice rang out again:
"Qian Renxue, since you're here, come out already!"
A gentle breeze passed. A woman with golden long hair slowly descended.
"As expected, I still couldn't hide it from you."
"You've disappointed me." Ning Rongrong sighed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't break through to God King." Qian Renxue's voice carried some dejection.
If she had continued to settle and accumulate, she would definitely have broken through to God King. But the moment the array shattered, she forcibly awakened herself.
There was no choice—she could not stand by and watch the entire continent's living beings be massacred. She thought a half-step God King should be manageable.
"I told you not to interfere, but you just had to listen selectively and never change." Ning Rongrong shrugged.
"The Crimson Mother is yours now."
"Her rules are similar to those of the Destruction God King. After using the plane's power to devour her, you will definitely break through to God King."
"Don't tell me you don't know how."
"No… I know." Qian Renxue had already obtained the position of Plane Lord.
Although she wasn't sure why the plane consciousness seemed to dislike her a little, after the array broke, the plane consciousness resonated with her.
Faced with the choice of continuing her breakthrough or confronting the enemy, Qian Renxue chose to face the Crimson Mother and Gu Yuena.
After all, during her communication with the plane consciousness, it mentioned that Ning Rongrong seemed to be taking some risks.
"The Crimson Mother has almost no strength left. If you still get counter-killed by her in this state—"
"Then afterward, I'll sell you off to another planet. That would be far too embarrassing for the Douluo plane."
Ning Rongrong gave Qian Renxue a preventive shot.
Qian Renxue: "…"
What does my embarrassment have to do with you selling me off?
"I won't disappoint you again." After saying this, Qian Renxue suddenly felt something was off, but she didn't dwell on it and simply walked toward the Crimson Mother.
As soon as she approached, the Crimson Mother's voice came through.
"Angel God…" The moment the Crimson Mother saw Qian Renxue, she reacted and said.
"You know the Angel God?" Qian Renxue's delicate brows furrowed tightly. She did look somewhat similar to the Angel God, but…
"Hehe… hahahaha!" The Crimson Mother spat a mouthful of blood. "You really are her—no, you should be her reincarnation. After all, the true Angel God was killed by the Asura God."
"How interesting. I never thought that I, who comprehended the Law of Destruction by relying on the Angel God's corpse, would actually encounter you. Perhaps this is karma!"
"The Angel God is already a thing of the past."
The Angel Holy Sword mercilessly pierced into the Crimson Mother's chest. Qian Renxue murmured,
"I am not the Angel God. Right now, I am only Qian Renxue."
Through the power of the plane, she began devouring the Crimson Mother and even the Crimson Domain fused with her.
Qian Renxue's strength began climbing to a higher level. Her aura grew stronger and stronger.
High in the sky, the phantom of an angel appeared—its wings divided black and white.
It was visible across nearly the entire Douluo Continent.
"It's finally happening."
Ning Rongrong withdrew her gaze from the sky and quickly descended to the Silver Dragon King's location.
The Silver Dragon King, bound tightly like a dumpling, twisted and wriggled incessantly.
Beside her stood a young man in black armor, standing silently. Even the continuous anomalies in the sky failed to shift his attention.
(End of chapter)