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In the skies above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, golden light converged, as if all the brilliance between heaven and earth had been drawn to this single point.
Qian Daoliu's divine descent ritual was complete. The damage to his soul left his face deathly pale, but he did not collapse. He knew with absolute clarity that this was his one and only chance to clear the path for Qian Renxue. As long as Yunshan and Lan Minghua died, everything would return to its proper order.
"Angel God, descend!"
Qian Daoliu's voice was deep and powerful, seeming to pierce the very barriers of time and space.
The battlefield fell utterly silent. Everyone, friend and foe alike, looked up at the sky.
As his voice faded, the dazzling golden light erupted. A colossal golden phantom slowly condensed, taking the form of a majestic figure in golden armor, wielding a holy sword. Six sacred wings unfurled from its back, bathing the land in divine radiance.
The phantom of the Angel God had descended!
Instantly, a terrifying pressure blanketed the battlefield. Under this divine might, even the proud heads of the Titled Douluo were forced to bow.
"Insects. How dare you disturb my peace?"
The Angel God's voice thundered, the vibrations causing everyone's eardrums to ache. His gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on Qian Daoliu.
"Qian Daoliu, you have summoned me at the cost of your soul. What is it you seek?"
The Angel God was aware of this particular pawn in the mortal realm.
At these words, Qian Daoliu knelt on one knee. "I beseech the Angel God to help Spirit Hall vanquish its enemies and protect our sacred legacy!"
The Angel God gave a slight nod, naturally having no objection. After all, the legacy of Spirit Hall was, in essence, his own.
His gaze then shifted, falling upon Yunshan and Lan Minghua. Why them? The reason was simple: of everyone present, they were the only two completely unaffected by his divine presence. This was a great blow to the Angel God's pride. He was a god, after all!
He looked down upon them and said coldly, "Mere mortals dare to contend with a god? Today, I shall let you witness divine power!"
In a flash, his terrifying divine might surged. Titled Douluo like Tang Hao and Yingxian were violently slammed down from the sky, hitting the ground as the sound of their bones crackling echoed under the strain.
Because of this, Xiao Wu's sacrifice was about to be interrupted.
Seeing this, Tang San's face turned grim. Damn Qian Daoliu! Damn Angel God! If it weren't for you, Xiao Wu's sacrifice would have been successful by now! My 100,000-year soul ring!
Just as Tang San was roaring internally, a faint blue ripple appeared beside Xiao Wu, shielding her from the Angel God's power. Xiao Wu felt the pressure on her lighten, though she didn't know why. But her sacrifice had reached the final, irreversible stage.
Standing on the ground, she straightened up and whispered to Tang San, "Brother, this is fate. You must live on!"
However, that blue light was no act of fate; it was the intervention of the Sea God.
From the shadows, the Sea God watched with satisfaction. "Hehe, that boy is the successor I've chosen. You don't just pass up a free 100,000-year soul ring. With my help, even if that Asura fellow tries to snatch him, the boy will surely think twice."
Little did he know, his every action was laid bare before Lan Minghua's eyes.
"I said it before. That little rabbit will not complete her sacrifice in my presence."
Everyone was baffled by Lan Minghua's seemingly irrelevant comment, their minds unable to process it. In the next moment, a streak of sword energy flashed past Xiao Wu's neck, striking the ground directly in front of Tang San. The earth split with a sharp crack, like a walnut shattered by an axe, and a bottomless chasm opened before him.
The sight sent Tang San collapsing to the ground, losing control of his bladder and bowels in sheer terror.
The red light of the sacrifice vanished. A gust of wind blew past, and with a soft thud, Xiao Wu's head fell to the ground before rolling silently into the abyss.
Everyone was stunned by Lan Minghua's sudden attack, unable to comprehend why he would kill a 100,000-year soul beast that was insignificant to the outcome of the battle.
Lan Minghua, however, simply stated, "I told you. She could not complete her sacrifice in front of me. Not even a god can change that."
The Angel God's eyes narrowed, assuming the remark was aimed at him. But then, the sky rippled once more. A blue light appeared, and a phantom clad in a blue robe and holding a trident slowly took form.
The Sea God had revealed himself!
"Sea God, why are you here?" the Angel God asked, confused at the sight of the familiar figure.
The Sea God's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. His furious gaze fixed on Lan Minghua.
"You ant! You dare to trifle with me!"
In an instant, an overwhelming, tide-like pressure surged toward Lan Minghua, threatening to crush him completely. Faced with this power, the people standing behind Lan Minghua had only one thought: We're going to die!
Lan Minghua, however, showed no reaction. He simply thought to himself, "System, use the 'Peak Lan Minghua Experience Card'!"
The next moment, his aura exploded outwards. The terrifying pressure not only met but instantly shattered the Sea God's divine might.
"This… This is…"
The Angel God and the Sea God simultaneously felt an unprecedented pressure, a pressure they had only ever felt from those five. The man before them was no longer a mortal. He was a true god—and not just any god, but a king among them. A God-King!
Lan Minghua slowly raised a hand and waved it gently. The divine pressure from both gods was instantly dispelled. Oscar and the others felt the crushing weight lift, leaving them completely free.
"How is this possible?!" the two gods thought in shock. "An aura like this is beyond even our reach! If he is a god, how can he exist so freely in the mortal realm?"
As gods, they were bound by the rules of the Divine Realm. Even their interference had to be done in secret.
Oscar swallowed hard and asked the question on everyone's mind. "M-Master… are you a god?"
All eyes turned to him, desperate for the answer. The two divine phantoms were just as intent. They could feel a fatal threat emanating from Lan Minghua.
Lan Minghua smacked Oscar on the head in annoyance. In casual Cantonese, he said, "A god? You think that's impressive?"
"Huh? It's not? Look, even Titled Douluo were suppressed so easily!" Oscar replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Lan Minghua let out an amused, exasperated laugh and rubbed his forehead. "This is why I say your perspective is too narrow. A god is powerful? A Titled Douluo is powerful?"
Without waiting for a reply, he flicked his palm out towards Tang Hao and the others.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a series of sickening pops, the five Titled Douluo—Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Yu Yuanzhen—were instantly obliterated into a fine red mist, without a chance to even resist.
Lan Minghua then pointed at the two divine phantoms. "To be so terrified by two mere projections… how pathetic. Fine. Today, I'll broaden your horizons and show you what true power looks like."
Before his voice had even faded, he thrust his palm forward. The motion seemed casual, almost lazy, yet it contained the power to destroy worlds.
Before the phantoms of the Angel God and the Sea God could even react, the palm strike slammed into them, instantly obliterating them into nothingness. The so-called divine projections were annihilated without the slightest hint of resistance.
An absolute, dead silence fell over the battlefield.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded, at Lan Minghua, as if they had just witnessed the impossible.
Qian Daoliu's already pale face turned completely ashen. The worldview he had held for a century shattered into dust.
"Th-This… how is this possible? He shattered the phantoms of the Angel God and the Sea God… with a single palm?"
(End of Chapter)