Chapter 246: The Land of Great Calamity, The Black Dragon's Reverse Scale!
The golden giant claw, imbued with a trace of the Dragon God's power, slammed solidly into Bibi Dong's newly transformed Death Spider Emperor true form!
There was no stalemate, no resistance.
Faced with an absolute difference in power levels, the so-called defensive and life-saving soul skills seemed utterly pale and powerless.
"Boom—!"
A muffled, deafening roar resounded as Bibi Dong's enormous and ferocious Spider Emperor true form, like a black glass sculpture shattered by immense force, instantly shattered into countless fragments, which were then completely annihilated into the finest dust by the violent golden energy!
A Pope at the peak of level ninety-eight, possessing twin martial souls and a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, had her physical body completely destroyed under this extraordinary attack, leaving only a purple chunk of flesh.
At the same time, an indescribable, enormous energy ripple, centered on the point of impact, swept out like a ring of destruction!
"Boom—!"
The earth rippled and tore apart violently like waves, the official road vanished completely, plowed into deep, bottomless ravines. The surrounding trees weren't just snapped, but uprooted and torn to shreds in mid-air by the terrifying shockwave!
Dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun and moon, as if the end of the world had arrived!
Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and the four Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall, who were locked in fierce combat, all felt a deadly threat from this earth-shattering energy impact!
They simultaneously and forcefully stopped their attacks, their faces filled with horror as they unleashed their strongest defensive spirit skills!
Dugu Bo's dark green poisonous mist contracted and condensed into a thick shield.
Sword Douluo held his Seven Kill Sword upright before him, its sword energy forming an impenetrable barrier. Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the others also displayed their unique abilities, desperately resisting.
"Boom—!"
The energy ripples crashed against their defenses, creating a deafening roar. Except for Sword Douluo and the more powerful Chrysanthemum, Ghost, and Poison Douluo, who barely managed to maintain their footing, the rest were shaken, their blood churning, and they staggered backward, utterly disheveled.
High in the sky, the dark clouds had not yet completely dispersed.
Di Tian's dragon eyes, burning with golden flames, coldly stared at Bibi Dong below, who was reconstructing her body using her immortality. Instantly, his gaze locked onto the purple mass of flesh radiating a dense aura of death and misfortune.
As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot!
Even though this woman possessed a strange regenerative ability, if he could completely destroy her core before she fully recovered, he might be able to truly kill her here and eliminate any future threat!
The power of the Dragon God Claw was enough to do just that!
A murderous glint reappeared in Di Tian's eyes, and the golden Dragon God power that had just subsided began to condense again. His massive dragon claw slightly rose, preparing to deliver the final blow to the purple mass of flesh!
However, just as he was about to strike, his movements abruptly froze!
The killing intent in his dragon eyes was instantly replaced by extreme vigilance and horror!
Suddenly, a blurry black figure, seemingly formed from the purest shadows, appeared silently behind the purple mass of flesh, like a ghost!
The figure was shrouded in deep darkness, its face obscured, only revealing a bizarrely shaped, enormous scythe shrouded in endless resentment and deathly aura!
The scythe seemed not to be a physical entity, but rather composed of laws and curses; a single glance sent a shiver down Di Tian's spine!
Especially the scythe, which reminded him of someone in the divine realm!
Without hesitation, Di Tian decisively dispersed the dragon god power gathering in his palm, taking a deep look at the scythe-wielding black figure and the reconstructing Bibi Dong, letting out a low, resentful dragon roar.
The next moment, his massive dragon head, along with the churning dark clouds around him, blurred and faded, as if merging into space.
Then, he vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.
A moment later, the destructive energy storm finally subsided, and the dust and smoke gradually dissipated.
In the center of the battlefield, a giant crater nearly a thousand meters in diameter appeared, as if struck by a meteorite.
At the edge of the crater, Bibi Dong's figure had disappeared without a trace, only the lingering, chilling aura of the mixed power of the Rakshasa God and the Dragon God testified to the earth-shattering collision that had just occurred.
However, when everyone's gaze subconsciously swept towards the spot where Tang Chuan had fallen and Xiao Ruier had stood, they suddenly froze, instantly stunned.
Empty!
It was completely empty!
Xiao Ruier's figure had vanished?!
And with her vanished was Tang Chuan, severely injured and unconscious, his fate unknown!
All that remained was a scene of chaos and still-wet bloodstains, as if the two had never existed.
"Where are they?!"
Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically. His spiritual power swept out instantly, but he couldn't sense any presence.
Sword Douluo frowned, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, but he also found nothing.
The titled Douluos from the Spirit Hall exchanged bewildered glances, filled with doubt and uncertainty.
In the brief moment when everyone was stunned by the aftershocks of the Dragon God's Claw and had no time to look at anything else, Xiao Ruier and Tang Chuan had simply vanished into thin air?!
Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the bizarre disappearance of Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier, filled with doubt and uncertainty, not far away, in the empty, charred space caused by the energy impact, a strange purple light suddenly shone.
The light originated from a piece of purple flesh about the size of a fist, wriggling slightly. It hovered there, emanating an extremely dense aura of death.
Then, this piece of purple flesh suddenly burst forth with an even more dazzling purple light!
Under the pull of this purple light, a strange scene unfolded.
Scattered throughout the giant crater, even reduced to the finest dust, the fragments of flesh and blood that originally belonged to Bibi Dong's true form as the Death Spider Emperor seemed to be summoned by a supreme force, converging rapidly from all directions towards the purple mass of flesh, as if time had reversed!
Large pieces of flesh, small tissues, and even blood-red particles invisible to the naked eye, all were drawn by the purple light, rushing madly towards that one point like rivers flowing into the sea!
As these fragments of flesh approached the purple mass of flesh, they quickly adhered, pieced together, and fused together. Bones were remodeled, meridians regenerated, and muscle fibers spread and intertwined at a visible speed…
…
Meanwhile, at the core of the Star Dou Great Forest, in the most perilous place.
The enormous dragon wings slowly retracted, and after entering the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian's body began to shrink slowly, quickly returning to human form.
Immediately afterwards, a black light was released from his body, then wrapped around Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier, continuing to carry them deeper into the forest.
A spatial ripple signaled their arrival at the perilous place. Di Tian gently placed the unconscious Tang Chuan and the anxious Xiao Ruier on the damp grass by the lake.
"Uncle Di Tian!" Xiao Ruier rushed to Tang Chuan's side as soon as she landed, feeling his faint breath like a candle in the wind. Her voice trembled with tears as she pleaded,
"Please...please find a way to save him! I beg you!"
Hearing this, Di Tian's golden dragon eyes fixed on Tang Chuan. After a moment of careful observation, he shook his head heavily and said,
"It's a miracle he's still alive."
"His soul skill is indeed profound, negating most of the corrosive power of the Eternal Wound, but...it still managed to strike him."
"At this moment, the wound inflicted by the Eternal Wound is spreading rapidly within his body, eroding his life essence. This level of damage...I...I am powerless to help. With his current strength and physical condition, there is absolutely no possibility for him to resist or heal on his own."
"If the Crimson King had taken this blow, with his ferocious beastly physique and cultivation, perhaps he could have suppressed it and slowly worn it down. But he... he can't."
Hearing that even Di Tian was helpless, the light in Xiao Ruier's eyes dimmed instantly, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.
At this moment, looking at Tang Chuan's pale face and feeling his life force constantly draining away, a wave of despair washed over her.
Then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly raised her head, and the golden vertical eye on her forehead suddenly lit up, the Eye of Destiny slowly emerging!
A resolute light flashed in her eyes, and Xiao Ruier stood up, her body radiating an aura of not hesitating to burn all her own essence! She was actually going to imitate Xiao Wu, using the essence power of the Emperor Beast, wanting to sacrifice herself to save Tang Chuan's life!
"Auspicious Beast! No!"
Upon seeing this, Di Tian's expression changed drastically. He let out a deep roar, and his powerful dragon might instantly suppressed Xiao Ruier's impending burst of primal power, preventing her impulsive actions.
He looked at Xiao Ruier's tearful, resolute face, then at Tang Chuan on the ground, whose breath was growing weaker and weaker. A complex emotion flashed in his golden dragon eyes, a mixture of helplessness and regret, which finally turned into a long and heavy sigh:
"Alas... so be it."
"It's not... there's absolutely no way."
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited on Xiao Ruier's face as she looked at him anxiously.
Di Tian's golden dragon eyes were fixed on Tang Chuan, and he said in a solemn tone:
"At worst... I'll help him and bear the endless, spreading damage."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Tian raised his hand, and a black light flashed at the tip of his claw. A scale about the size of a palm, as black as ink, exuding an incomparably ancient and resilient aura, automatically peeled off his massive body.
Immediately afterward, his dragon claw flicked slightly.
"Whoosh!"
The dark scale instantly transformed into a streak of light, shooting precisely towards Tang Chuan's chest. Then, as if possessed by life, it adhered tightly to his heart.
The scale fused perfectly with his skin, as if it had always been there.
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