When the God of Destruction and the God of Evil joined forces to launch a fierce assault on the Golden Dragon King, the heavily wounded and weakened Poseidon found Qian Renxue standing before him.
At this moment, Poseidon's condition was extremely dire. His already severe injuries had worsened further from Qian Renxue's single sword strike. The instant he saw her with eight black-and-white wings spread behind her, terror flooded his eyes.
"A quasi-God King?! How is that possible?!"
Qian Renxue pointed the Holy Evil Angel Sword straight at Poseidon. The tip of the blade emitted a dangerous golden-black light. Her eyes shone with cold radiance, and her killing intent was unmistakable.
"Poseidon.
"Back then, you conspired with Asura to launch a sneak attack and destroy the God Ancestor…
"Did you ever imagine a day like this would come?!"
Poseidon's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpricks. He desperately suppressed his wounds, clenched his fists, and the remaining Sea God power within his body surged violently, rapidly condensing into a pure azure-golden trident in his palms.
"Angel, I am Poseidon—one of the thirty-six Main Gods in the Divine Realm! Only the Divine Realm's Council has the right to judge me!
"If you secretly commit murder today, you will openly defy the ironclad laws of the God Realm and show contempt for the Council's authority. Are you not afraid of the God Realm Committee's divine punishment?!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's lips curled into a mocking smile that radiated bone-chilling coldness.
"The God Realm Committee? You still dare to bring up the God Realm Committee? How shameless can you be?!"
Poseidon's face instantly turned deathly pale. His trembling lips tried to retort, but before he could speak—
"Holy Angel Sword—Eight-Winged Judgment!"
In an instant, boundless holy-evil sword intent surged toward Poseidon like a flood breaching a dam, or as if eight wings had unfurled, covering heaven and earth.
Wherever the sword intent passed, fine cracks were carved into space, and even the chaotic energies of the Forbidden Grounds were forcibly expelled.
A flash of despair appeared in Poseidon's eyes, but as a first-level god, his combat instincts remained sharp. The Angel God was known for speed, yet now that his opponent had reached quasi-God King level and he himself was heavily injured, he had no chance to gain the upper hand with speed. Escaping was nothing more than a pipe dream.
Only by holding on desperately might a sliver of hope remain!
"Poseidon's Thirteen Forms—Eternal Vanishment!"
He roared, gripping the sacred trident tightly with both hands and unleashing the most decisive strike from the Sea God's heritage. The azure-golden trident's light transformed into a beam piercing heaven and earth, charging unstoppable toward the golden-black wave of judgment!
Boom!!
Above the Forbidden Grounds, golden-black light and azure-golden light collided violently.
Just as the lights reached their peak intensity and vision was obscured, Poseidon's voice rang out again from the center of the clash, urgent and strained.
"Poseidon's Thirteen Forms—Disorderly Storm!"
From Poseidon's core, a strange azure light wave containing laws of time and space stagnation spread instantly.
Wherever it passed, violent energies, swirling dust, and even the fluctuations of space itself temporarily froze.
This was the Sea God's signature control technique—the Disorderly Storm—widely known in the Divine Realm. It was considered the pinnacle of control methods, capable of forcibly restraining even a God King for a brief moment!
Using this fleeting silence, Poseidon's figure transformed into dim azure light, bursting out from beyond the energy storm and desperately fleeing toward the outer edge of the Forbidden Grounds.
Swish—!
However, before he could escape far, sword light appeared directly in his escape path as if anticipated, materializing before him.
"Holy Angel Sword's Ultimate Technique—Divine Punishment Across All Ages!"
Wherever the sword light passed, the light waves of the Disorderly Storm—said to immobilize even God Kings—vanished rapidly, as if encountering their nemesis.
"No—!"
Poseidon let out a despairing cry. How could his Disorderly Storm fail so quickly?!
Puff!!!
The golden-black sword light struck Poseidon's hastily raised trident without resistance. The trident shattered instantly! The unrelenting sword light viciously sliced through Poseidon's divine body!
"Ahhh!"
Amid an ear-piercing scream, Poseidon's sacred body was instantly torn apart by the terrifying sword strike, turning the sky into a mist of azure-golden blood.
Qian Renxue's figure shot out from the still-dissipating energy storm like a ghost, appearing before the azure-golden blood mist that was trying to recombine.
Buzz—!
With an azure-golden flash, the blood mist rapidly converged toward a central point. In the blink of an eye, Poseidon's tattered divine body reassembled.
"This… how is this possible?!" Poseidon stared at Qian Renxue with a trembling voice.
"My Disorderly Storm is the strongest control technique in the God Realm. It can forcibly freeze even a God King in place. How did you break through it so easily?"
Qian Renxue did not answer his question. She simply gazed at him with cold eyes, as if he were already a dead man.
To exact revenge on Poseidon, the Angel God had spent nearly all her time after her fall analyzing and deciphering every divine ability of Poseidon—especially his signature Disorderly Storm.
During the period when Qian Renxue and the Angel God trained together, the Angel God's remnant soul had passed on all the experience gained from battling the Sea God, along with every weakness discovered and every countermeasure, to Qian Renxue.
This was the true reason she could break through the Disorderly Storm so effortlessly!
Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Qian Renxue's eyes, Poseidon spoke in a desperate tone.
"Wait, Angel God! I am willing… I am willing to return the power of purification to you completely…"
The only response he received was the Holy Angel Sword raised once more.
"Ahhh—!"
Poseidon screamed even more shrilly, as if his entire soul were being torn apart and burned. Overwhelmed by intense pain surging from the root of his soul, he curled up and shed tears.
Yet this was only the beginning.
Qian Renxue moved again. Her holy sword transformed into countless golden-and-black sword shadows.
Each strike was not aimed at instant death. Instead, they precisely sliced his divine body, slowly guiding him toward a painful demise while leaving deep wounds.
The sword intent was like the cruelest curse and the most agonizing punishment. It tormented not only his body but also eroded his soul with madness!
"Holy Angel Sword—Sacred Light Burns the Soul!"
"Holy Angel Sword—Soul's Dark Corrosion!"
"Angel Sword—Pain of Judgment!"
"Holy Angel Sword—Eternal Decline!"
Qian Renxue unleashed every sword technique the Angel God herself had created.
Just as the God Ancestor had expected, she would use the sword arts taught by the God Ancestor to tear this shameless villain apart and destroy him in eternal torment.
"Ahhh—"
"Evil! Destruction! Save me! I am willing to accept any punishment from the God Realm Committee, even eternal imprisonment in the Forbidden Grounds! Ahhh!!"
Poseidon's screams grew sharper, echoing into every corner of the Forbidden Grounds.
His pleading gaze turned toward the God of Evil and the God of Destruction, who were engaged in fierce combat with the Golden Dragon King in the distance. He hoped these two God Kings would intervene and stop this lynching.
However, the God of Evil and the God of Destruction were completely focused on dealing with the Golden Dragon King at that moment. They did not even spare a glance at this fool, let alone consider intervening.
Poseidon's screams gradually weakened and became intermittent.
Even as a first-level god with a powerful divine body and soul, he ultimately could not withstand the ferocious assault of Qian Renxue's sword intent.
His sacred body was riddled with countless holes and covered in sword marks interwoven with gold and black. His sacred soul, tormented by pain and erosion, flickered like a candle in the wind, on the verge of collapse.
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Meanwhile, in the Asura God Realm, an equally intense battle was approaching its climax.
Chen Yi swung two Maces with lightning-fast movements, unleashing storm-like fierce attacks. Each Mace carried the power of heaven, delivering heavy blows to the Asura God.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Asura God desperately resisted and counterattacked. Sharp blood-red sword light erupted from the Asura Demon Sword in his hand, but most of the attacks were precisely blocked by Chen Yi's other Thunder God Mace.
Moreover, every time Chen Yi's Thunder God Mace struck, the Asura God's blood and energy surged violently, his soul shook, and deep crimson divine blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
As the battle progressed, the Asura God grew increasingly wary. He realized Chen Yi's movements were not static but were constantly being refined through their fierce clashes. This filled him with terror. Chen Yi's control over power, timing, and technique linkage was becoming smoother at a visibly rapid pace.
"That bastard… he's using me as a whetstone!"
A knife sharpening itself on a stone?!
An unfathomable rage suddenly surged in the Asura God's heart!
"Thunder God! You are arrogant!" The Asura God roared. Blood-red light radiated from his body.
However, Chen Yi's eyes remained coldly indifferent. The moment the Asura God's aura fluctuated, Chen Yi struck the Asura God's left shoulder with the Thunder God Mace in his left hand at an extremely ingenious angle.
Puff—!
The Asura God's body shook violently. The sound of cracking bones rang from his left shoulder as he spat out sacred blood. He staggered backward and was sent flying. His aura instantly became chaotic and disordered.
The Goddess of Good, who had been watching the battle intently from afar, wore an extremely solemn expression. She glanced at the calmly smiling Goddess of Life beside her and said anxiously,
"This is life-or-death! We cannot let them continue fighting. The Golden Dragon King has been released, and Evil and Destruction are engaged in fierce combat! If Thunder God and Asura keep fighting on this side, the situation on the other side may become uncontrollable."
She took a deep breath and solemnly said to the Goddess of Life, "I swear in the name of a God King! If the Thunder God stops here, the God Realm Committee will provide a satisfactory answer to the gods after the Golden Dragon King's rebellion is resolved!"
However, upon hearing this, the Goddess of Life sneered. Contempt flashed in her emerald-green eyes.
"He is merely the Golden Dragon King, sealed for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if Evil and Little Purple join forces, they cannot possibly defeat him, can they? Good, you underestimate us first-generation God Kings too much."
In the original story, the main reason the Golden Dragon King could cause chaos in the God Realm was that the high-end combat power of the God Realm at the time was extremely weak.
Asura God Tang San had passed his prime due to weakening, and most of his energy was controlled by the central authority of the God Realm. The newly appointed God of Evil, Ji Dong, and God of Good, Lie Yan, were both recently promoted God Kings who had not inherited super divine artifacts. Their divine positions were incomplete, and their power was far inferior to that of the original God Kings. Moreover, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life—who could truly suppress the Golden Dragon King—had fallen one after another.
The lack of top-tier combat power gave the Golden Dragon King the opportunity to exploit the situation.
But the current circumstances were different!
Both the God of Evil and the God of Destruction were first-generation God Kings at the peak of their power. If these two joined forces to deal with the Golden Dragon King who had just escaped, even if they could not instantly defeat him, they could undoubtedly suppress him with ease.
While they spoke, the battle situation in the Asura God Realm changed once again.
Chen Yi's attacks grew even fiercer. His two Maces intertwined like roaring twin thunder dragons, enveloping the Asura God in a destructive thunderstorm.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After multiple violent collisions, the light of the Asura Demon Sword in the Asura God's hand gradually weakened. His divine armor was in tatters, and divine blood seeped from his wounds. He was beaten into a miserable state.
Finally, Chen Yi used the Thunder God Mace in his right hand to deflect the Asura Demon Sword. The Mace in his left hand transformed into purple-gold lightning, slicing through space and slamming heavily into the Asura God's chest.
Puff—!
Sacred blood sprayed from the Asura God's mouth. He was sent flying thousands of meters through the air by the Mace before barely regaining his footing amid the chaotic energy flows.
Trembling, he raised a hand to wipe the endless blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the distant Chen Yi.
"So…"
The Asura God's voice was hoarse and cold, as if rising from the depths of hell. Each word carried deep hatred.
"This is what you… forced upon me."
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