In the boundless sky, an earth-shattering battle was fiercely unfolding. Gu Yuena controlled the elemental energy, the seven great elements coiling around her body as she looked down on Tang San, who was holding the trident.
Tang San let out another roar, and the trident in his hand launched an offensive against Gu Yuena. At this time, his power was gradually approaching the peak of the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, and the price he had to pay was his soul being completely eroded by the Rakshasa's evil thoughts.
The two sides clashed fiercely between heaven and earth. This was a contest of gods. Every time Tang San struck with his bone scythe, it seemed as if it could tear the air, carrying the howls of fierce ghosts as it slashed directly at Gu Yuena. But Gu Yuena skillfully used elemental energy, neutralizing all of Tang San's attacks.
Tang San's emotions gradually became violent. He leaped suddenly, stabbing the trident in his hand towards Gu Yuena's chest. However, a silver light flickered on Gu Yuena's delicate body. The spatial element's Imperial Space Imprisonment twisted the entire space. Tang San's attack missed, leaving only a faint mark on the spatial fold.
Just as Tang San was falling into a frenzy, the countless elemental energies that Gu Yuena had sent out earlier returned, crossing space and directly hitting Tang San's back. The violent impact sent Tang San falling to the ground like a meteor, and the entire mountain range trembled several times.
Gu Yuena descended from the sky and said coldly, "You should understand that a true deity is by no means something a mere mortal can easily shake, even if you have borrowed the body of a deity."
As she spoke, she pointed her Silver Dragon Spear diagonally, stopping at Tang San's neck.
"No, no! I am the Child of Fortune from ten thousand years ago! I will absolutely not lose to you!" Tang San's expression was crazed. He could not accept the fact that he had been defeated.
His fusion with this physical body was already infinitely close to one hundred percent. Now, as long as he had the thought, he could completely become the new Rakshasa God. But in that case, he would only be able to live on as the Rakshasa God Tang San.
The Rakshasa God was completely countered by the Asura God, which meant that even if he ascended to the Divine Realm in the future, he would be targeted by the Tang San who coexisted with two gods. This was not what he wanted.
Huo Yuhao also slowly woke up at this time. The violent Rakshasa's evil thoughts in his body had been temporarily suppressed, and his injuries had mostly recovered.
"Tang San, hand over Bibi Dong's corpse, and I'll give you a way out!" Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, stood up, and stared at Tang San coldly, saying.
"Hehe... Holy Son, do you think I will believe your nonsense?" A mocking look appeared on Tang San's face. With Huo Yuhao's ruthlessness, he would probably have the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena destroy his soul the moment he handed over the corpse.
"What do you want?" Huo Yuhao slowly got up, came before Tang San, and looked down at him.
"You want this corpse back? Simple, exchange it with your body!" Tang San said with a sneer.
"Silver Dragon King, don't worry about me. Finish him quickly. Delays will only cause more trouble!" Bibi Dong's divine sense projected out from Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea and said urgently.
"Hahaha, this woman is indeed inside your body!"
Tang San laughed loudly, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.
"Merge for me!"
A terrifying pressure erupted from Tang San's body. Even the Silver Dragon Spear in Gu Yuena's hand, which was aimed at his neck, could not advance another inch. Huo Yuhao was even sent flying by this pressure.
Tang San did not dare to bet his own life. In the end, he still chose to completely merge with this corpse.
Hand over the body and die immediately; don't hand over the body and die one day in the future. The pros and cons were clear at a glance.
"This bastard!" Huo Yuhao cursed angrily. He could only watch helplessly as Bibi Dong's corpse was remolded into Tang San's appearance in a ghastly green light.
A deity was reborn. The sky was instantly rendered in a ghastly green light, and the entire Rising Sun City trembled for it!
Gu Yuena seemed to have long expected this scene. All the elements between heaven and earth surged towards her, firmly suppressing Tang San in place.
"Silver Dragon King, I am not your opponent, but the current you can't kill me either!" Tang San laughed loudly, although this was not the result he had wanted.
Gu Yuena's pretty face was filled with killing intent. She launched an elemental tide and blasted it at him.
Tang San had just become a god and was at his weakest. His entire person was instantly submerged by the elemental energy, letting out bursts of heart-wrenching, miserable screams.
However, this was not enough to kill him.
"This damn bastard!" Huo Yuhao was furious. Bibi Dong quickly released her divine sense to soothe his emotions. If not for his concern about her resurrection, Huo Yuhao would absolutely not be so furious.
"What's done is done. With the power he has grasped, it's still not enough to contend with the Silver Dragon King." Bibi Dong said softly.
"If we kill him now, is there still a possibility of helping you resurrect with the preserved body?" Huo Yuhao's eyes were red. He seemed to have thought of something and asked.
Bibi Dong shook her head, "My corpse, after being merged and transformed, has been ravaged to an irreparable degree. Moreover, the current Tang San cannot be considered a true Rakshasa God. He has not passed the Rakshasa God's inheritance trial. He just possesses most of the Rakshasa God's power."
"Most?" Huo Yuhao was a little puzzled.
"Yes." Bibi Dong looked at the Ice Wheel Blade in his hand. "Don't forget, the Rakshasa God's divine tool will not randomly acknowledge a master."
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao instantly understood, and then his face turned ruthless. "Then let's kill him!"
"It's difficult." Gu Yuena also floated back to his side. "I can still defeat him as I am now. But if I kill him, I'm afraid I will also suffer unbearable injuries."
"What about adding me?" Huo Yuhao was a little unwilling.
Gu Yuena rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, "You don't really think that a god who is only one level higher than an Ultimate Douluo is that easy to deal with, do you?"
Hearing her words, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but fall into silence. Even these two great figures by his side had no way to kill Tang San. Could it be that they had to just watch him do as he pleased?
"He has forcibly merged with a god's corpse. I'm afraid he can't ascend to the Divine Realm. As long as he doesn't create too much slaughter, even the Divine Realm will not easily intervene." Bibi Dong explained.
Create slaughter? Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up. The dignified Holy Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult, how could he not create slaughter?
Perhaps, luring him to a densely populated place...
However, as soon as this thought came out, Huo Yuhao immediately shook his head. He could ignore the other party's evil deeds, but his conscience couldn't bring him to borrow a knife to kill an enemy.
Tang San quickly broke free from the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's elemental tide. That evil figure descended upon the mortal world with an endless killing aura.
Now, Huo Yuhao could only pray that the Divine Realm would intervene as soon as possible. Whether it was the God of Destruction or the Sea God Tang San, or any other deity, as long as one of them took action, the Rakshasa God Tang San would not live past today.
If this guy was allowed to hide and continue to develop, then he and his companions would be in mortal danger at any time.
Pfft—
It was unknown if it was in response to his prayer, but something suddenly pierced through Tang San's chest.
His eyes suddenly widened, looking at the tip of the sword at his chest in disbelief.
"My other self, you have done very well. Thanks to you, I was able to obtain the power of faith from many evil soul masters at the same time, to nourish this Asura Divine Sword."
A faint voice sounded, but there was no one behind Tang San. This Asura Divine Sword seemed to have crossed space to complete the final layout.
"As early as ten thousand years ago, I had my eyes on you. Because I, who had just entered the Divine Realm, did not have enough qualifications, I still needed to cultivate for a long time to gain the recognition of the old God Kings..."
"No matter how much I gave for the Divine Realm, those who would not recognize me would still not recognize me. After all, they had devoted themselves to the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years..."
"I don't like to bet my own life on the unknown, so I urgently need to gain control of the Divine Realm. It's just a pity that the new star of Douluo, whom I was originally very optimistic about, could have become my excellent assistant. Who would have thought that he would give up the chance to become a member of my Tang family? It truly grieves me."
"You are... the Sea God Tang San..." Huo Yuhao's eyes were cold. It was impossible for him not to guess who the owner of this voice was.
It turned out that the Holy Spirit Cult's slogan, "May the Holy Emperor live for ten thousand years," was actually in praise of that Asura God from ten thousand years ago!
"Demon King Huo Yuhao, you thought you were smart and tried to escape my control. But so what? As long as I transfer the blessing of the Douluo plane's fortune from you to the person I have designated, anyone can be the Child of Fortune."
"I have waited for the appearance of the Child of Fortune, and have laid out my plans for a full ten thousand years. How can you be my opponent? My Tang Sect will eventually, under the leadership of the new Child of Fortune, create a new glory on this Douluo Continent."
"Demon King Huo Yuhao, you, along with the Silver Dragon King you rely on, can fall together."
That voice came to an abrupt end. In its place, a dazzling golden light erupted from the chest of the Rakshasa God Tang San.
"Roar—"
The dragon's cry, filled with madness and destruction, finally resounded through the clouds.