Chapter 478
The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King
Because that figure, wielding a katana and exuding an ethereal aura, stood silently in front of everyone.
And just as Huo Yuhao left...
"Tang San!! Die!!!"
A roar filled with resentment and madness exploded from another direction.
Demon Emperor.
She seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
In the instant that Tang San was severely injured by Huang Quan's blade and his mind was completely overwhelmed by Huo Yuhao and Xiao Wu, she did not hesitate to send a request for the highest level of power borrowing to the main system of the Pantheon through the Divine Throne.
"Buzz—!!!"
A vast and boundless power, as powerful as the starry sea, transcended endless dimensions and instantly descended upon her.
At this moment, her divine power began to surge wildly in an unreasonable way.
Her aura even broke through the limit in a short period of time, infinitely approaching the realm of a god-king.
She channeled all the borrowed, violent power into her hands, and the purplish-black destructive lightning condensed at her fingertips into two sharp blades capable of tearing everything apart.
Her figure appeared like a ghost behind Tang San, who had just struggled to his feet from the ruins, and with all her strength, she stabbed fiercely towards Tang San's back.
This is her most powerful strike, a revenge.
however……
The God-King is, after all, the God-King.
Even a god-king who is severely injured and mentally broken.
"roll!!!"
Tang San turned around abruptly, his blood-red eyes, which had been completely consumed by madness, bursting with a terrifying ferocity.
He didn't even turn around to see who the attacker was; relying solely on his fighting instincts, he swung his sword backhand and swept it horizontally.
At this moment, the crimson sword light of the Asura Demon Sword transformed into a circular wheel of death, filled with slaughter and resentment.
"Pfft—!"
The Demon Emperor's claws, which had gathered all his power, were easily crushed the moment they touched the sword wheel.
Immediately afterwards, the death sword wheel struck her waist with unstoppable force.
Blood stained the sky red.
The Demon Emperor's fiery and alluring body was severed at the waist by this sword.
She let out a shrill scream and, like a kite with a broken string, crashed heavily to the ground. Her divine body began to collapse at a visible speed.
If it weren't for the power of the Pantheon protecting her soul core at the last moment, that single sword strike would have been enough to annihilate her soul and completely erase her from this world.
The power of a dual-god king is terrifying.
However, Tang San did not have the chance to deliver the final blow.
Because at the very moment he slew the Demon Emperor, three equally murderous attacks descended simultaneously from three different directions.
One was a holy and vast angelic sword, yet it carried the coldness of a judge.
One of them was an evil, eerie Rakshasa scythe, filled with resentment and devouring power.
The final weapon was the domineering and sharp Golden Dragon Spear, which contained ultimate power.
The three attacks were perfectly coordinated, effectively blocking all of Tang San's escape routes.
"what?!"
Tang San's pupils shrank sharply. He sensed three familiar forces within these three attacks.
He had no time to think and could only forcefully activate the remaining divine power in his body to hold the Asura Demon Sword in front of his chest, enduring the fatal combined attack.
"BOOM—!!!!!"
The core area of the divine realm was completely shattered into chaos during this collision.
Tang San's figure was once again blasted away in a sorry state, spitting out divine blood, his God King Armor shattering inch by inch, and his aura weakening to the extreme.
And when he finally saw the faces of the three attackers.
The madness that had arisen from Xiao Wu's betrayal on his face froze instantly, replaced by shock and disbelief.
"Qian...Qian Renxue?! Bibi Dong?!"
His voice, distorted and strained from excessive shock, had become sharp and shrill.
Those two women, emerging from the light and darkness, were none other than the last two deities of the Spirit Hall—Angel God Qian Renxue and Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, whom he had personally defeated and killed.
How is this possible?! How is this possible?!
He had personally witnessed Bibi Dong's body being pierced by the Trident of the Sea God, resulting in the destruction of her soul and spirit.
He even personally shattered Qian Renxue's divine position, causing her to fall from goddess back to mortal.
They should be dead long ago, as dead as can be.
Why are they here?!
Moreover, the divine power within them is even more solid and stronger than it was at its peak.
When Tang San's gaze fell upon the third woman, who was wielding the Golden Dragon Spear...
His heart felt as if it had fallen into an icy abyss.
Wang Qiu'er.
How could he not recognize her?!
Back then, in order to pave the way for his daughter Tang Wutong's future, he personally took charge and set up a grand scheme, scheming step by step against Wang Qiu'er, wanting to make Wang Qiu'er nourishment for Tang Wutong.
In his plan, his daughter Tang Wutong, in the lower realm, should have already inherited everything from Wang Qiu'er.
but now……
Standing here is Wang Qiu'er.
Instead of his daughter, Tang Wutong.
So, his daughter's fate... is already self-evident.
The plan failed.
The smooth road he had paved for his daughter, which he thought was foolproof, was completely overturned.
Xiao Wu's betrayal...
The resurrection of the mortal enemy...
My daughter's...disappearance...
One thing after another, things that were completely beyond his control and overturned all his understanding, crashed down on his heart, which was already fragile because of madness.
"Crack..."
It was as if something, deep within his soul, had shattered completely.
"Ah...ah...haha...hahahahahahaha!!!!"
Tang San suddenly burst into laughter, looking up at the sky.
That laughter was filled with a shrill, desolate, and utterly insane madness, a resignation to everything.
His last shred of reason was completely burned away at that moment.
He's gone mad.
"Tang San, the Sea God... Back when I first came to this world, you were my only imagined enemy. I was always wary of your schemes and on guard against your backup plans. But I never expected that in the end, you would be driven mad by me in such a wretched way."
Lu Jingming shook his head and slowly walked out from behind Huang Quan.
His tone carried a hint of something that was hard to tell—whether it was regret or mockery. "Very well, since you've already become like this, keeping you alive would only tarnish the title of God-King. Let me personally send you on your way."
He decided to personally intervene and give this protagonist of the old era a final moment of dignity.
"Stop, outsider."
"No matter what, Tang San is still the God King of my God Realm. How dare you act so presumptuously here?"
The four god-kings—the God of Destruction, the Goddess of Life, the God of Kindness, and the God of Evil—unanimously stood in front of Lu Jingming.
Even though the God of Destruction and Tang San had different ideals and even personal grudges.
However, when faced with external enemies, he instinctively chose to stand on the same side.
He understood the principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold" (meaning that if one's lips are gone, one
On the other side...
The Heavenly Emperor Tianhen, the Immortal Emperor Hailong, the Qin Emperor Yeyinzhu, the God of Light Chang Gongwei, the Mad God Lei Xiang, the God of Death Adai... These powerful god-kings, who also came from other worlds, were all somewhat bewildered after witnessing this series of magical and dazzling changes.
At this moment, they tacitly chose to take a step back and observe the situation.
Just as the God of Destruction and the others were preparing to intervene and help Tang San fight against Lu Jingming, this external enemy.
"Clang—!"
A cold, sharp sword aura, seemingly capable of freezing the soul and the void, suddenly slashed out.
Before the gods of good and evil, that sword energy left a bottomless spatial rift, radiating endless chill.
A stunningly beautiful woman with snow-white hair, eyes covered by a black cloth, and an aloof temperament like an ancient iceberg, appeared silently on the other side of the rift, holding a long sword.
It is mirror flow.
She didn't say a word, but the pure sword intent she exuded already showed her attitude.
Want to go there? First, ask the sword in my hand.
"Rong Nianbing, you stop right there."
Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun's figure transformed into a streak of fire, directly blocking the path of Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions, preventing him from helping Tang San.
"Sigh, Tang San, good luck to you."
Rong Nianbing shook his head helplessly and stopped making a move. He couldn't understand the complicated situation either.
at the same time.
Above the realm of gods, the massive rift that had been torn open underwent another strange change.
The void, like a shattered mirror, was broken into pieces.
One after another, enormous black lotuses, eerie and beautiful yet filled with an aura of misfortune and destruction, burst forth from the shattered void.
These mysterious lotuses, upon their appearance, seemed to possess life, trapping the unsuspecting God of Destruction and Goddess of Life within their buds.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
The God of Destruction was filled with shock and rage, frantically urging his power of destruction, only to discover that the lotus seemed to be inexhaustible, and that after destruction, it was instantly reborn.
Before they could even react...
A huge, pale, and slender hand, large enough to cover the entire divine realm, slowly emerged from the depths of the shattered void.
That hand disregarded all the laws of the divine realm, and in one swift motion, it seized the two enormous mystic lotuses that had imprisoned the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life.
Then, amidst the horrified gazes of all the gods, it slowly shrank back into the endless void and disappeared.
The whole process was clean, efficient, and completely detached from any fuss.
It's like an adult passing by casually picking two flowers he likes from the garden.
Lu Jingming glanced in the direction where the giant hand disappeared, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.
He recognized the person who made the move at a glance.
The Great Ruler of Extinction, Illusory Emptiness.
Her purpose is self-evident.
Destruction and life, these two, constitute the most fundamental, opposing yet unified primordial laws of the universe, and for her, they are undoubtedly the ultimate tonic.
However, Lu Jingming didn't care.
The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life were his enemies, and he was happy that Huanlong could help him get rid of these two major troubles.
As for how much stronger Huanlong would become after devouring these two god-kings, he wasn't afraid at all.
Want to cause him trouble?
sure.
Let's get past his wives first.
At this moment, the battlefield of the divine realm was divided into several independent stages that did not interfere with each other.
The Golden Dragon King's enormous, oppressive dragon body slowly dissipated in the sky, transforming back into a handsome man clad in golden armor with long, wildly flowing golden hair.
But at this moment, he did not look at Tang San, who was confronting Lu Jingming and had gone completely mad, nor did he care about the few outsiders.
His gaze was fixed on a beautiful figure not far away, a woman with an unparalleled figure and cascading silver hair who had appeared out of nowhere.
Gu Yuena.
The moment he saw her, a subtle, complex emotion flashed across the Golden Dragon King's face, which was always brimming with arrogance and tyranny. This complexity was quickly replaced by an even more fervent and greedy desire.
"Haha...hahahaha!"
He suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with ecstasy and an overbearing sense of certainty.
"I was still wondering where to look for you, but I never expected that you would actually come to me on your own initiative."
“Perfect, it saves me a lot of trouble. As long as I eat you and merge with the other half of your essence, I can become a complete and supreme dragon god again.”
Despite the Golden Dragon King's undisguised and naked desire to devour, Gu Yuena showed no fear whatsoever.
She simply raised the silver dragon spear in her hand.
"I think the same way."
Her cool voice rang out on the battlefield.
The moment she finished speaking, radiant orbs of light representing various elements—water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, space—began to revolve around her, like gentle planets.
Behind her, a colossal dragon phantom, so large it blotted out the sun and composed of pure silver light, roared silently to the sky, clashing violently with the Golden Dragon King's raging power in the void.
The Golden Dragon King wanted to devour her and reclaim his position as Dragon God.
She, too, longed to devour the Golden Dragon King.
Even though she had no intention of becoming the new Dragon God.
But as long as she can integrate the power of the other half, her strength will undergo an unprecedented and fundamental leap.
more importantly……
"As a lone wolf, what makes you think you can win?"
A mocking sneer curled at the corner of Gu Yuena's mouth.
The Golden Dragon King's smile suddenly froze.
He discovered that, without his noticing, he was now completely surrounded by four figures, each exuding a terrifying aura of a god-king level.
(End of this chapter)