"Open, secret passage to the City of Slaughter!"
Bibi Dong commanded, and the gathered power instantly formed a massive black vortex.
A whistling sound emanated from the vortex, as if connecting to another mysterious world.
Without hesitation, Bibi Dong stepped into the black vortex.
As her figure disappeared into the vortex, it gradually shrank until it vanished completely, and the walls returned to their usual calm.
Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue were leading the Spirit Hall's experts rapidly towards the City of Slaughter.
Unaware that Bibi Dong had also embarked on her journey to the City of Slaughter.
Meanwhile, in the City of Slaughter, the battle between Qian Renshang and Lucifer's souls had reached its most crucial moment.
The entire city was shrouded in a chaotic yet powerful force.
Various factions were about to converge on this land of sin, and a decisive battle that would determine the fate of the Douluo Continent was about to erupt…
In the eerie space of the City of Slaughter, filled with mottled blood mist, Qian Renshang sat cross-legged, his dark power surging wildly like a raging undercurrent.
His face was contorted with pain, a (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) expression on his features, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes revealing an unprecedented exhaustion and struggle.
Qian Renshang clearly realized that his soul level had not yet reached the god-level.
Even though Lucifer was only a remnant soul, the power he possessed was still like an insurmountable mountain to him.
In this fierce battle of souls, he gradually felt himself unable to hold on any longer.
Lucifer's dark energy, like ferocious beasts, relentlessly assaulted his soul's defenses, attempting to completely devour his consciousness.
"Hahahaha, Qian Renshang, are you still making a futile struggle?"
Lucifer grew even more arrogant upon seeing this. His illusory figure drifted wildly in the blood mist, twelve pairs of wings flapping wildly behind him, his blood-red eyes flashing with mockery and triumph.
"From the very beginning, you were destined to be the vessel for my resurrection. Now, why bother resisting in vain?"
Qian Renshang gritted his teeth, squeezing out a few words: "Lucifer... don't be too happy... I won't... I won't let you succeed!"
Although his voice trembled with pain, the determination within remained undiminished.
He mobilized the last bit of power within him, attempting to resist Lucifer's dark energy once more.
Lucifer sneered, "Hmph, still stubborn even when death is near.
Then let me show you just how vast the difference between us truly is!"
With that, he waved his hands, and the dark energy instantly intensified, like a surging black tsunami, fiercely attacking Qian Renshang's soul.
Qian Renshang felt an overwhelming force pressing down on him; his soul seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, threatening to crush him at any moment.
In this life-or-death moment, countless images flashed through his mind: his memories of Douluo Continent, his family, friends, and everything he cherished.
"I can't die! I still have an unfinished mission! Sister Nana is still waiting for me!"
Qian Renshang roared inwardly, a powerful will to survive and unwavering faith igniting within him.
He concentrated all his willpower, forging it into a sharp blade, and fiercely thrust it towards the surging dark energy.
However, Lucifer's dark energy was too powerful. Qian Renshang's desperate attack only managed to slow it down slightly.
Immediately afterward, the dark energy surged back like a tidal wave, completely enveloping Qian Renshang's soul.
Qian Renshang could feel his consciousness gradually blurring under the erosion of this powerful force, as if he would be completely swallowed by the darkness at any moment…
"No…"
But Qian Renshang still didn't give up.
(End of Chapter)
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