Chapter 363: Asura Divine Lightning VS Great Sumeru Hammer
Seeing Tang San using the Clear Sky Clan's Disorderly Splitting Wind Hammer method with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, especially at this final strike, the entire Rakshasa Demon Scythe was like a black dragon, seemingly carrying the momentum of tearing heaven and earth asunder.
Tang San shouted loudly, "Disorderly Splitting Wind Hammer method, Ninety-Nine in One. Yang Xiong, go die!"
Yang Xiong's expression turned cold. He didn't expect Tang San to actually have such a method.
But Yang Xiong appeared incredibly haughty, killing intent completely exposed in his eyes. He sheathed his longsword, and his aura climbed steadily. In this instant, he drew the longsword, slashing forward with all his might.
A terrifying sword aura forcefully met Tang San's fatal attack. At this moment, Yang Xiong infused all his soul power and aura into the longsword. The instant the Asura Demon Sword was drawn, he also pushed his sword dao to the extreme. Yang Xiong named it Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw.
Under the full-force clash of both sides, whether it was Yang Xiong's sword aura or the black dragon formed by the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, both shattered in that instant.
Yang Xiong's entire body was directly forced back dozens of meters, while Tang San, although controlling the Rakshasa Demon Scythe remotely all along, also seemed to suffer a heavy blow, retreating madly.
In this full-force strike from both sides, neither Yang Xiong's Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw nor Tang San's Disorderly Splitting Wind Hammer method gained any advantage. The two could be described as evenly matched.
Tang San suddenly laughed, "Yang Xiong, you are nothing more than this! Even if your strength is formidable, there is an insurmountable chasm between gods and humans. No matter how strong you are, you can never truly suppress me. The final victory will definitely belong to me."
Just as Tang San said, he himself was a god, while Yang Xiong was only a Limit Douluo. The two still had a considerable gap in soul power levels, not to mention that a god's recovery speed of divine power was far beyond the recovery speed of ordinary soul power.
A ruthless look flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes. His third, fourth, and ninth soul rings flashed directly. He simultaneously used three amplification skills: his third soul skill Tyrant Dragon's Wrath, his fourth soul skill Dragon Elephant Adamantine Body, and his ninth soul skill Demonic Whale Enraged Dragon Transformation. Adding on the seventh soul skill Asura Avatar that Yang Xiong was already using, he was simultaneously using four top-tier amplification soul skills. In particular, this final Demonic Whale Enraged Dragon Transformation was a million-year level amplification soul skill.
After using four soul skills simultaneously, all the muscles on Yang Xiong's body bulged. His body exuded an incredibly ferocious aura, making him look like a giant beast.
This was the difference between beast martial souls and tool martial souls. Whether it was Tang San's Blue Silver Grass or Clear Sky Hammer, they were tool martial souls. Tool martial souls focused more on offensive abilities, especially in the later stages, where offensive versatility became stronger. Thus, in the entire soul master world, it was publicly recognized that after reaching the Soul Sage level, tool martial souls of the same level were stronger than beast martial souls.
In contrast, beast martial souls focused more on amplification abilities. The individual's physical constitution would be stronger, and they would similarly possess more amplification soul skills.
Right now, both Yang Xiong's speed and strength were amplified countless times. Even his defense and endurance increased vastly, making him look completely reckless and indifferent to everything.
Yang Xiong once again transformed into a blood-red figure, charging at Tang San. Tang San also seemed to understand Yang Xiong's formidability. Gripping the Clear Sky Hammer and Rakshasa Demon Scythe in his respective hands, he forcefully attempted to block Yang Xiong's attack.
Unfortunately, Yang Xiong was even more unreasonable now. Even though Tang San had become a god, an extremely terrifying power transmitted from the Asura Demon Sword. This power far exceeded Tang San's imagination, and Tang San was directly sent flying.
Even though Tang San was full of astonishment, he madly swung his weapons to try and attack Yang Xiong.
But currently, Yang Xiong was in a state of extreme rage. Even Tang San, who had achieved godhood, could not stop him.
In just a few rounds, Tang San had been blasted away several times, and several sword wounds had even appeared on his body, forcefully cleft by Yang Xiong's Asura Demon Sword.
Tang San's eyes seemed filled with disbelief. He didn't expect Yang Xiong to have such a method, didn't expect Yang Xiong's physical strength to receive such a massive boost.
"Impossible, Yang Xiong, you can't be this strong! I am a god, I will absolutely not lose to you!"
Tang San gritted his teeth. The divine power on his body seemed to boil at this instant. Especially the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in his hand, which seemed to gather all his energy, and even the power of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe gathered onto him. Immediately after, it emitted a light that enveloped the entire world.
Even Yang Xiong was caught a bit off guard right now. His entire person seemed to be within an eerie miniature world. This world was filled with darkness everywhere, and similarly filled with evil auras.
"Yang Xiong, no matter how strong you are, as long as you enter this Rakshasa Hell, you will have no way to survive."
Yang Xiong's expression changed slightly. It seemed Tang San was using a spatial and spiritual-type soul skill, capable of trapping the enemy completely within a miniature world. If one's spiritual power was insufficient, one would ultimately be at the opponent's mercy.
Right at this moment, a massive phantom seemed to appear in this miniature world. This phantom was exactly Tang San. It was as if the entire miniature world was in Tang San's grasp. Even Yang Xiong's entire spiritual power seemed to be suppressed in that instant.
Seeing that phantom seemingly about to attack, especially the countless evil auras seemingly trying to invade Yang Xiong's body.
A cold smile escaped Yang Xiong's lips, "Interesting. Tang San, although you are a god, your divine soul might not necessarily surpass mine."
Yang Xiong closed his eyes, carefully sensing his surroundings. His entire head radiated a blood-red light. Even with his eyes closed, the killing intent could not be completely concealed.
Immediately after, his head soul bone was fully activated. His entire spiritual power was like a vast ocean, endlessly generating.
Yang Xiong fiercely opened his eyes, letting out a terrifying roar. A blood-red light shot into the sky. This light actually transformed into a massive human figure, seemingly about to pierce through the entire miniature world.
This was Yang Xiong's full-force self-created soul skill: Asura Divine Light. In this strike, not only Yang Xiong's spiritual power but also his head soul bone was pushed to the extreme.
Under this strike, the originally dark world was instantly dyed red completely. The blood-red figure directly pierced through the entire miniature world. The entire miniature world collapsed instantly, accompanied by an extremely sharp, miserable shriek.
When calm returned once more, Tang San in the distance was holding his head with both hands. A tear of blood flowed from his eyes. It seemed Tang San was in extreme pain right now; his spiritual power must have suffered a heavy blow.
Tang San went somewhat mad at this moment, "Yang Xiong, this is impossible. I am a god, you are just an ordinary mortal. My soul has already evolved into a divine soul. A divine soul should have absolute suppression over ordinary soul masters!"
Yang Xiong shook his head, "Tang San, you really underestimate me. My martial soul is my body. Whether it is the brain or the eyes, they are all parts of my body. Over these years, I've broken my limits countless times to become stronger, and my soul had long since evolved into a divine soul."
"Furthermore, I still must thank you for this. If it weren't for the Purple Demon Eye you traded to me back then, I wouldn't have been able to utilize my spiritual power to this extent."
Tang San spat a mouthful of blood, "Yang Xiong, don't think you've won just like this. I am a god, after all. Even if I just forcefully wear you down, the one who loses in the end will definitely be you. Your soul power recovery ability is absolutely inferior to my divine power."
Yang Xiong ignored Tang San's words. Only Yang Xiong himself knew that fighting for so long and continuously using so many soul skills indeed consumed a massive amount of soul power. But the two soul cores in Yang Xiong's body were currently operating rapidly, devouring energy from the air at extreme speed to restore his soul power.
Therefore, in terms of actual consumption, Yang Xiong was indeed a bit more drained than Tang San, but his recovery ability was absolutely not weaker than Tang San's.
"Tang San, if this is all you've got, then there's no need for you to leave here alive today. Even if you are a god, I will slaughter a god today."
The aura on Yang Xiong's body climbed steadily. The original Asura martial soul had already transformed into a blood-red figure. The area around the figure began to be enveloped by blood-red lightning. This was Yang Xiong's Heavenly Tribulation Lightning.
With the appearance of the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, the entire sky seemed covered in dark clouds. The whole world seemed enveloped by the blood-red Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, and space seemed ready to collapse at any time. Even though Tang San was already the Rakshasa God, he could still feel the extraordinary nature of this Heavenly Tribulation Lightning.
The phantom behind Yang Xiong was like a hundred-zhang giant, completely enveloped by blood-red lightning. Especially on its hands, countless blood-red lightning gathered, resembling a descending Thunder God.
This was Yang Xiong's self-created soul skill, Asura Divine Lightning, generated by using the first martial soul, Asura, to gather the second martial soul, Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, together, forming ultimate destructive power.
Tang San's face turned slightly pale. He was very clear about the power of Yang Xiong's move. If Yang Xiong was allowed to continue casting it, he feared his life would truly be in danger.
Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer. The first nine soul rings on the Clear Sky Hammer shattered instantly. The soul rings erupted with extremely terrifying energy, which rapidly merged into the Clear Sky Hammer.
After absorbing the energy, the Clear Sky Hammer expanded rapidly. The hammer, which was originally less than two meters long, suddenly became incredibly massive, like a towering mountain.
Tang San was also putting all his eggs in one basket this time, directly detonating a full nine soul rings. Even for a god, his body seemed somewhat unable to bear it.
Tang San couldn't care less. He forcefully swung, and the Clear Sky Hammer smashed towards Yang Xiong. The entire space seemed subjected to extreme gravitational suppression. Even the ground began to crack slightly; the entire heaven and earth seemed completely suppressed.
Yang Xiong was utterly unafraid; instead, he appeared incredibly excited. The blood-red figure held lightning in its hands. All the lightning actually formed the shape of a giant hammer, similarly smashing forcefully towards Tang San's Great Sumeru Hammer.
In just an instant, the two giant hammers collided in the sky. In Yang Xiong's hand was the blood-red hammer formed by the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, while Tang San wielded the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer.
Compared to Tang San's ring detonation, which seemed to possess endless strength, Yang Xiong's Asura Divine Lightning seemed to contain a certain special power. It was as if in that instant, it grasped the entire Douluo Planet, resembling the rules of the Douluo world.
Under this clash, Yang Xiong's entire body suffered an immense impact, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But Tang San was countless times more tragic than Yang Xiong. He collapsed into a massive crater, bleeding from his seven orifices. His aura was extremely weak, and who knew how many bones were broken. He looked completely devoid of any power to fight again.
(END CHAPTER)
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