Under this powerful pressure, the surrounding crowd involuntarily retreated, some even collapsing to the ground, overwhelmed by this divine power.
Qian Renshang was on high alert, his body tense, every muscle strained.
Sweat streamed down his forehead, dripping onto the ground beneath his feet.
His eyes were fixed on the angelic holy sword in the angel god's hand, radiating brilliant golden light, his heart filled with unprecedented pressure and fear, yet his will remained firm, ready to meet the impending fatal blow.
Zi Ji's face was also deathly pale, her beautiful eyes filled with terror and helplessness.
"This is too strong! Is this the true power of a god?"
She murmured, her voice trembling with despair.
The other beast kings also wore solemn expressions, their once fierce faces now consumed by fear.
The Tiger King's eyes widened, its mouth slightly open, as if it wanted to say something, but the immense power suppressed its voice.
The Lion King's mane stood on end in tension, its limbs trembling slightly, as if it had already foreseen its tragic end.
The Bear King's massive body also involuntarily retreated a few steps under this pressure, its ferocious face now filled with awe and unease.
It growled softly, seemingly venting its inner fear and resentment.
An atmosphere of despair permeated the entire battlefield; everyone was shocked and suppressed by the divine power displayed by the Angel God.
The next moment, the Angel God had already swung that fatal sword again at Qian Renshang!
"Destroy!"
The Angel God's cold and indifferent voice rang out, as if calmly stating an undeniable fact.
The sword light that initially seemed light and airy began to expand rapidly in an instant, spreading at an astonishing speed.
It quickly grew to blot out the sky, like a dazzling yet deadly sea of light, carrying an aura of world-destroying destruction, surging towards Qian Renshang.
"So powerful, this is the aura of death!"
Qian Renshang's expression instantly turned extremely solemn, his pupils contracted sharply, and his heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.
Veins bulged on his forehead like writhing dragons, and beads of sweat rolled down his face. He frantically channeled his soul power, desperately trying to cast the Shadow Puppet again.
His hands moved rapidly, his soul power surging out like a tidal wave, attempting to create a clone capable of withstanding this terrifying attack.
However, he quickly realized with despair that it was all in vain.
The terrifying sword light seemed to possess the ability to see through all illusions, mercilessly piercing through the newly formed Shadow Puppet.
The clone didn't even have time to make a sound before vanishing like smoke.
In a panic, Qian Renshang gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength to raise a Shadow Shield.
A thick and dense barrier of darkness instantly appeared before him, like a solid fortress.
However, before this overwhelming sword light, this seemingly indestructible shield only lasted for half a second.
With a crisp "crack," the shield shattered like fragile glass, instantly turning into countless black fragments that dissipated in the light.
Qian Renshang was frantic, almost driven to madness.
He unleashed one powerful soul skill after another, dark light weaving into complex and mysterious patterns in his hands.
Each ray of light contained his last hope, attempting to weaken the terrifying sword light's power.
His figure shifted positions like a ghost, his speed dazzling, trying to evade the attack that seemed to have locked onto his soul.
No!
No!!
Still no!!!
But the sword light was relentless, no matter how he struggled or tried to escape, it remained firmly locked onto him, relentlessly closing in.
The light drew closer, the immense pressure making it almost impossible for him to breathe; every inch of his skin felt the approach of death.
He seemed truly trapped in a hopeless situation; the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and time itself seemed to stand still.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Qian Renshang, who was struggling desperately under the terrifying attack.
Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, as if they already foresaw the tragic end.
Just then, Zi Ji's graceful figure flashed forward like a purple lightning bolt, without hesitation.
Qian Renshang's expression changed drastically; his eyes widened instantly, filled with shock and worry.
"Aunt Zi Ji, no!"
He shouted hoarsely.
Zi Ji turned to look at Qian Renshang, a beautiful smile blooming on her face, her eyes filled with determination and tenderness.
"If the Crimson King can protect you, so can I!!"
"Remember to take good care of your lord!?"
Her voice was soft yet powerful, completely devoid of fear of death.
Her long hair danced in the light, her beautiful face radiating a moving bravery.
Her eyes were clear and bright, as if telling Qian Renshang that her resolve was unwavering.
Qian Renshang's heart felt as if struck by a heavy hammer, pain and emotion intertwined.
But the next moment, Qian Renshang's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, his eyes burning with the flames of anger and determination, an undeniable resolve.
He suddenly waved his hand, and a mysterious and powerful force erupted, forcibly pulling Zi Ji back.
He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared,
"I will never let anyone sacrifice themselves for me again!"
His voice echoed in the air, filled with boundless grief and unwavering resolve.
Amidst the horrified expressions of the beast kings, Qian Renshang wielded the Fallen Angel's Sword, its blade radiating a deep, dark light, as if resisting the surrounding holy light that threatened to devour everything.
His clothes billowed wildly in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, and he appeared like a demon god descended to earth.
Qian Renshang charged forward fearlessly, each step firm and powerful, as if the earth itself trembled at his courage.
His eyes held no retreat, only unyielding defiance against fate and resolute determination against his enemy.
A surging, dark power erupted from within him, like a black torrent, carrying the force to destroy everything.
However, the angel god's overwhelming light instantly engulfed Qian Renshang.
The light was so intense, so scorching, like the energy released when the most brilliant star in the universe exploded.
Qian Renshang's figure vanished instantly in the light, as if swallowed by endless radiance.
"No!"
The beast kings roared in unison, their voices like thunderclaps, shaking heaven and earth.
Xiong Jun's massive body trembled violently, bloodshot eyes bulging as he frantically swung his enormous claws, seemingly trying to break through the light to rescue Qian Renshang.
The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence, only the mournful roars of the beast kings echoing in the air, lingering for a long time.
That tragic scene was deeply etched into everyone's heart, becoming an eternal wound.
(End of Chapter)
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