Facing such a powerful opponent like Yan, Bibi Dong's deep eyes remained calm and sharp.
Tang San, who possessed the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, was being ruthlessly suppressed by Yan, and she could empathize with him.
She knew very well that, as someone who possessed twin martial souls, whether it was her Death Spider Emperor adept at poison and control, or the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor skilled in spiritual and soul attacks, they all seemed powerless when facing Yan's flames that could burn through almost anything.
In her last clash with Yan, she had suffered greatly.
That flame was her natural nemesis, easily dissolving the toxins and shadows within her martial soul.
Although she had lost to Yan last time, she was now stronger than before, currently undergoing the final trial of the Rakshasa God's test.
Like Tang San and Yan, she had also obtained a divine weapon, the Rakshasa Scythe.
This divine weapon had greatly enhanced her power.
The Rakshasa Scythe emitted a dense aura of death and destruction, as if it could tear through space and absorb the soul power of living beings. Its terrifying might was enough to strike fear into any opponent.
Even so, she was still restricted by the Rakshasa God's test and couldn't unleash her full soul power.
Moreover, Yan's strength had also improved. He not only possessed the Fire God's divine weapon, but also had one million-year soul ring and five hundred-thousand-year soul rings.
Bibi Dong knew deeply that relying on her own strength alone to completely defeat such a powerful opponent like Yan was almost an impossible task.
But now, she had Tang San, a powerful ally, and the Rakshasa Scythe that could amplify her power.
She believed that as long as she coordinated well with Tang San, they would surely find a flaw in Yan's defenses and deliver a fatal blow.
"Yan, anyone who betrays me will never end well. Today will be the day you die!"
Bibi Dong's voice was cold and resolute. Her figure flashed as the Rakshasa Scythe slashed out waves of pitch-black death blades, sweeping toward Yan like clouds blotting out the sun.
Each blade carried destructive power, attempting to tear through Yan's defenses and strike his vital points.
Tang San also moved, using the power of the Seagod Trident and his teleportation skill to constantly seek out Yan's weaknesses.
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, each strike precise and lethal, complementing Bibi Dong's assault to form a seamless web of attacks.
Facing their joint assault, Yan showed no panic. The Fire God Sword danced wildly in his hand, unrestrained and fierce.
Wherever the sword tip passed, flames surged like dragons, colliding fiercely with Bibi Dong and Tang San's attacks, erupting with thunderous roars.
Though he was fighting one against two, Yan, relying on his ultimate control of fire and the might of the Fire God Sword, still seemed composed and unshaken, not at a disadvantage at all.
On the other side, the Spirit Hall's consecrates were also engaged in intense battles with enemy experts.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's giant golden crocodile clashed with Sword Douluo's sword shadows, each collision shaking the very void.
Subduing Demon Douluo's Coiling Dragon Staff squared off against Bone Douluo's bone dragon, a contest of brute strength and strange soul skills that dazzled the eyes.
Lion Douluo was directly confronting the Star Luo Emperor and the Nether General's Martial Soul Fusion Technique, with their soul power fluctuations nearly tearing the heavens apart.
Thousand Jun Douluo was entangled with the third elder of the Clear Sky Clan and several Soul Douluo-level disciples.
Shui Bing'er, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, Huo Wu, and others also joined the fray.
Ning Fengzhi stood at the rear, fully utilizing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support abilities.
With his amplification, their soul masters' strength rose significantly, making the battles against Spirit Hall's forces even fiercer.
The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a living hell, with flames, soul power, and divine weapon light weaving together into a breathtaking scene.
Watching Yan being besieged by Bibi Dong and Tang San, Qian Renxue, Shui Bing'er, and Ye Lingling all felt concerned.
But Yan had told them before the battle: never to easily intervene in his fights, because his opponents would surely be top-level powerhouses.
Now, both Tang San and Bibi Dong wielded divine weapons. Their participation would only distract Yan.
Even while facing two powerful opponents, Yan still showed no signs of falling behind.
On another part of the battlefield—
With a deafening boom, the third elder of the Clear Sky Clan and those Soul Douluo-level disciples were all struck down in a bloody instant.
Thousand Jun Douluo withdrew his Coiling Dragon Staff and shouted furiously:
"What damn Clear Sky Hammer! Without Tang Chen, you dare call it the number one Tool Spirit in the world?! Utterly worthless!"
Seeing the Third Elder and those few Soul Douluo perish on the spot, Tang San was heartbroken.
Back when he decided to stay and join forces with Bibi Dong, he might have already anticipated such an outcome.
At that time, all he had in his heart was revenge to kill Yan.
"Third Elder, disciples of the Clear Sky Clan, I'm sorry… it's my fault that you died."
Tang San's heart was bleeding.
"Tang San, don't get distracted!"
Bibi Dong's words snapped Tang San back to reality.
Tang San's eyes turned blood-red, and the fury in his heart completely erupted.
Without hesitation, he swung the Sea God Trident with all his strength, launching a fierce strike at Yan.
"Big Dipper!"
With Tang San's furious roar, the technique "Big Dipper" was instantly imbued with world-destroying power.
The Sea God Trident traced a dazzling blue arc through the air, as if even the void itself was torn apart by the strike, distorting the surrounding space.
Yan knew how terrifying this strike was.
But he was already prepared.
The powers of fire and earth surged wildly within him, and the Fire God Sword in his hand swung rapidly, instantly forming a Fire God Sword Formation.
Bibi Dong also seized the opportunity. The Rakshasa Scythe transformed into a blade of death, striking Yan's defense in unison with Tang San's attack.
Boom—
Three completely different forces clashed violently in the sky, unleashing deafening booms and blinding lights. The entire battlefield seemed to be illuminated.
The space trembled, and the powerful shockwave spread outward, reducing everything nearby to rubble.
Under the combined assault of Tang San's world-annihilating "Big Dipper" and Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Scythe's Blade of Death, Yan's Fire God Sword Formation ultimately couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed with a resounding crash.
Flames scattered, sword shadows vanished, and only a cluster of multicolored light remained in the sky.
Qian Renxue, Shui Bing'er, and Ye Lingling all felt a surge of intense worry and tension upon witnessing this scene.
However, just as Tang San and Bibi Dong exchanged smiles, thinking victory was in their grasp, the sky that had been filled with blue and black light suddenly grew exceptionally bright.
The blue and black glows receded like tides, and in their place was a dazzling gold-red brilliance.
A figure slowly walked out from the firelight.
"Brother Yan!"
Shui Bing'er was overwhelmed with emotion, but her figure flying through the air was suddenly stopped by an invisible and gentle force.
"Bing'er, don't come over. I'm fine."
Yan's entire body was tightly wrapped in a layer of searing, solid flame armor, like a god of fire returning from hell, his body emanating unbearable heat and an aura of destruction.