Immense grief and anger overwhelmed my mind.
Tang San staggered slightly, his eyes bloodshot, and without hesitation, he turned around and thrust out the golden Sea God Trident.
"I want you to pay for my Xiaowu's life!!"
Rage seized his mind, and a layer of blood-red light enveloped Tang San's body. The sudden release of the God of Slaughter Domain murky the sacred golden light, and even his azure hair began to turn gray inch by inch.
Before he could recover from the excruciating aftereffects of the divine light, a brilliant and vast light once again enveloped his entire body, a divine light ten times stronger than the previous afterglow illuminating the entire space.
His blood seemed to freeze, and as his ghostly eyes narrowed, the massive trident was already at his chest.
"Not good! Eighth Soul Skill, Stream of Light!"
Yue Guan unleashed his powerful eighth soul skill, using offense as the best defense, in an attempt to alleviate the effects of the Sea God's Trident on the ghost.
However, Tang San, blinded by rage and consumed by a desire to avenge Xiao Wu and his companions, would never allow Yue Guan to succeed.
The demonic tiger whale's left leg bone, which resonated with him, began to heat up. Tang San, his power concentrated in his left leg, slammed down heavily into the air:
"Orca Fang Smash!"
Countless tiny red light blades erupted instantly, violently slicing through the air and colliding with countless chrysanthemum petals that swirled like flowing clouds, producing a series of explosions.
The ghostly figure directly illuminated by the light felt a sudden lightness throughout its body; its normally rapidly functioning brain seemed to have been reset, leaving it in a complete blank.
His muscle memory, honed through countless life-or-death battles, allowed him to raise his hands in his stagnant mind, gathering all his soul power in an attempt to block the attack.
Even though he knew that despite his superior soul power cultivation, he still couldn't block this attack.
But at least, it can consume a significant amount of Tang San's soul power.
He could tell that Tang San was under considerable pressure to wield this strange trident.
On the three blades of the Trident of Poseidon, golden light flowed like ripples on water.
"call out--!"
Golden demon-dispelling power emanated from the sharp halberd blade, like ice being roasted in a high-temperature environment. The ghost felt its soul power melting and disappearing at a terrifying speed.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Void Shadow."
The clear, melodious voice, like a spring, pulled him back from the brink of being completely evaporated.
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the unbearable scorching temperature cooled quickly as it was enveloped by the blue lotus petals that spun out from under his feet.
"Grandpa Ghost, can you still hold on?"
A porcelain-white hand steadily supported his back.
The ghost, still shaken from escaping death's scythe, turned his head, and in his hazy vision came into view Qian Yuelong's delicate, fair profile.
The trident of the sea god, bursting forth from the sky, pierced through a clone under the effect of the sixth soul skill, and the clone transformed into golden soul power that flowed into the lotus bud that sprouted beneath its feet.
Fortunately, she had her domain active when she arrived. After seeing the battle, she decisively created lotus marks on the ghost and the moon gate before using her sixth soul skill.
Within the Lotus Heart Domain's range, the clones created by the Void Shadow can not only be replaced at any time, but also the marked objects can be regarded as alternative "selves" and swapped.
Seeing his old partner successfully rescued by his disciple, Yue Guan's clenched heart relaxed slightly, and his gaze toward Tang San became even more terrifying.
Tang San!
"Qian! Yue! Long!"
Tang San, whose half-length azure hair had turned completely gray, now stared at Qian Yuelong, who was causing trouble, with eyes gleaming with blood-red light and filled with murderous intent.
Taking in the horrific scene, Qian Yuelong looked up and felt a surge of killing intent rising in her heart towards Tang San, this seemingly invincible tough guy.
Sensing Qian Yuelong's killing intent, 886 warned repeatedly: [Wait, host, you can't kill her yet...]
"Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"
The sudden burst of sword light cut off 886's advice.
Qian Yuelong grabbed the ghost's arm and leaped into the air. The next second, the spot where they had just been standing was riddled with thorns by several sharp and cold longswords!
"Sword Dao Chen Xin?!"
As the primary target of the many sword shadows, Yue Guan could not dodge the attacks coming from all directions and could only raise his hand to gather soul power for defense.
But Chen Xin's purpose was not with them. After creating chaos with a large number of sword lights, he grabbed Tang San's arm and rushed a hundred meters away.
After the sword light dissipated, Tang San and Chen Xin were nowhere to be seen.
"Damn it, Tang San got away again."
Yue Guan's expression was grim.
Why is it that every time Tang San is about to be killed, someone always manages to suddenly appear out of nowhere?
I've lost count of how many times this has happened!
"Teacher, don't pursue a cornered enemy."
The disciple's admonition came from behind.
Yue Guan paused, took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment and killing intent, and returned to his old partner and disciple. Seeing his old partner's miserable state, he couldn't help but worry for him: "Old Ghost, how are you?"
The ghostly, pale, and icy hand patted Qian Yuelong's wrist, indicating that she no longer needed to waste her soul power transferring strength to him. The voice was hoarse as it said, "He's still alive. But the weapon in Tang San's hand is my nemesis; it's very strange. You all need to be careful."
It seems he won't be able to fight on the front lines in the upcoming battles.
Yue Guan frowned deeply: "That trident..."
"That's the Sea God's artifact, the Sea God's Trident. Didn't Tang San disappear to Sea God Island these past few years? I guess he, like his sister, also underwent a divine inheritance test, which is why he was able to use this Sea God's artifact."
Qian Yuelong spoke in a deep voice, took out a small porcelain bottle from her soul tool, poured out a fragrant vermilion pill, and handed it to Gui Mei.
"Teacher, please take Grandpa Ghost to a nearby town or territory where Holy Soul Knights are stationed to heal his wounds. Leave the battlefield to Nana and me."
Without hesitation, Gui Mei swallowed the pill that Qian Yuelong handed him, and his weak aura solidified slightly in a few seconds.
Yue Guan nodded trustingly and left first with Gui Mei.
On the other side, on the battlefield where the Martial Soul Empire and the Star Luo Empire were fighting, the dark eyes of the civilians caught in the middle reflected the merciless blades wielded by their former guardians and the cold, relentless pursuit of their former enemies, and a sense of bewilderment arose within them.
The Star Luo Empire soldiers, who were supposed to come to their rescue, not only failed to come to their aid but instead swung their swords at them.
Several of their comrades, who were unprepared for the Star Luo Empire's soldiers, died at the hands of their former protectors.
On the contrary, the Knights of the Martial Soul Empire, who are the "invaders," will try their best to save the Star Luo Empire soldiers before their blades fall, taking the hits themselves so that the other knights can lead them away from the battlefield.
For a moment, they couldn't tell who the destroyer was and who the savior was.
—A side note—
Bonus chapters on time, hehe 0v0
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