"Ancient God - Break the Sky!"

As energy accumulated, Jiang Yuan's body was riddled with Dao wounds, and his Undying Armor was covered in blood, but he still resolutely threw this punch.

Even if this punch could mean the difference between life and death.

The remaining nearly a thousand Holy Spirits and Winged Race members stopped at this moment in perfect unison, with countless eyes fixed on the two figures in the sky.

The sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh was incredibly dull. Everyone's expressions were solemn. They hadn't expected the battle between the two geniuses to be so fierce. It wasn't enough for their weapons to clash; they had to fight hand-to-hand until one of them was dead.

"So, your heart is warm after all!"

Tang Wan's right hand emerged from Jiang Yuan's back, a heart slowly beating in her palm, and at that moment, a glimmer of clarity appeared in her eyes.

"You lost!" Jiang Yuan said calmly, as if it was Tang Wan, not him, who had had her heart removed.

You didn't win either!

Blood trickled from the corner of Tang Wan's mouth, and cracks began to appear on her body starting from her head. The Heaven-Shattering Strike shattered everything she owned.

"I know, as long as Devouring Heaven doesn't die, you won't die either!"

Jiang Yuan looked up at the Devouring Flood Dragon fighting against the Dharma Image in the sky. Then, his heart in Tang Wan's hand exploded instantly, and countless drops of blood seeped into Tang Wan's skin. The two of them fell from the sky together in the explosion.

"The Heaven-Devouring Flood Dragon is just a Heaven-Devouring Flood Dragon, but my ultimate Dharma Form is more than just a Dharma Form!"

The moment Jiang Yuan closed his eyes, a phantom merged into the Ultimate Dharma Form. A book carrying the aura of chaos floated in the air, and the Ultimate Dharma Form seemed to possess another power. It grabbed the Devouring Dragon and pulled it, instantly tearing the hundred-zhang-long Devouring Dragon in two.

With the death of the Devouring Flood Dragon, Tang Wan's body was also affected. Her body, which had already shattered when the Ancient God broke the world, turned to dust at this moment. However, Jiang Yuan did not receive any notification from the Mark of the Dead, so it was clear that Tang Wan was not dead.

Sure enough, in his perception, Tang Wan had been resurrected using a secret method and was now standing next to Fu Tian.

"Ten thousand marks of the dead, shoot an arrow for me!"

Jiang Yuan's body, having lost his heart, was slowly disappearing, but having already begun to understand reincarnation, he merged into the enormous Dharma form as he vanished.

"Bow down!"

The God-Slaying Bow was drawn, and the ultimate Dharma form used the mark of the dead as the arrow shaft and the ultimate version of the power of death as the arrowhead. An absolutely fair arrow was shot towards Tang Wan, who had just been resurrected.

With this arrow, no matter how many substitute treasures Tang Wan has, she is doomed to die.

After doing all this, Jiang Yuan was completely out of fighting strength and could only stay in the air waiting for support.

An arrow from hell shot towards her, and Tang Wan chuckled, as if resigned to her fate, saying, "So it was you. No wonder I lost!"

After finishing her sentence, Tang Wan closed her eyes and stopped resisting, quietly waiting for the arrow to fall.

"No!"

With life and death hanging in the balance, a crazed figure rushed forward and stood in front of Tang Wan, but when the arrows fell, it was as if everything had been stripped away; her mere mortal body was no match for them, and the arrows still pierced through two targets.

Jiang Yuan was also moved, but he did not show any mercy. In the face of racial differences, even the most tragic and tearful love is futile.

"Fool, I lost, and I deserve to die!" Tang Wan seemed oblivious to the arrow piercing her heart, her smile carrying an unusual innocence and gentleness.

"Then I lost from the very first moment I saw you, so it's only right that I die in your place!"

Fu Tian used his body to block all the power of death, hoping to save Tang Wan. However, if this arrow were so easy to block, there would be no need to waste so many treasures from Jiang Yuan.

"Fool!"

Tang Wan took the initiative to hug Fu Tian. Seeing her appearance, Fu Tian probably understood the outcome. After a sigh, the two embraced tightly.

"The mark of the dead increases by one."

"The mark of the dead increases by one."

"..."