Chapter 132

At the same time, a dragon's roar sounded in the ears of the Title Douluo.

That dragon roar was extremely intimidating, shaking their hearts and souls, freezing the Title Douluo in place; even if they exerted all their strength to dispel it, it had no effect.

It continued to reverberate in his ear, lingering for a long time without dissipating.

At this moment, after witnessing Emperor Tian's all-out effort, the Title Douluo felt only immense terror—a power that humanity could not contend with.

At the same time, everyone began to anticipate in their hearts.

They hoped Emperor Tian could slay a god!

Kill this god from another world!

Tang Chen relied on the Asura Sword to break free of his bonds, pulling Poseidon away, completely unwilling to be affected by the aftermath of this clash.

The dragon claw closed, and Emperor Tian's Dragon God Claw gradually turned golden; within its golden vertical pupils, a divine seven-colored flame ignited.

Emperor Tian paid no heed to the Abyssal Holy Lord's words; his Dragon God Claw had already completely turned golden, merely covered on the surface with a layer of richer seven-colored light than the rest.

The Abyssal Holy Lord's eyes grew solemn for a moment, then he smiled and asked: "Is this the power bestowed by a god? But it's truly a pity that the rules of this universe seem to be restricting you; otherwise, with that power, you could fully erupt with god-tier strength."

Gripping the Dragon God Claw tightly, Emperor Tian simply clenched it in an ordinary manner, neither fast nor slow, yet it seemed as if all of heaven and earth submitted to it.

All elemental forces of the world were bestowed upon that claw of Emperor Tian, making the power of this strike even more formidable.

The greatest sound is almost silent.

The space around the Abyssal Holy Lord shattered inch by inch, yet he made no sound, and he himself seemed unaffected, standing silently upon the spatial rift.

Then he slowly stepped out from within.

"Your strength is great, but unfortunately the rules limit you." The Abyssal Holy Lord suddenly kicked, shattering the void, his whole body like an arrow shooting straight toward Emperor Tian.

Facing a dragon thousands of meters long, the Abyssal Holy Lord in human form was like a tiny ant attempting to strike a human.

Yet when faced with the Abyssal Holy Lord's close approach, Emperor Tian's eyes grew extremely solemn; he suddenly swung his Dragon God Claw, as if swatting a fly.

Yet all the elements between heaven and earth responded in unison.

Water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, space—various elements converged upon Emperor Tian's palm, about to be unleashed in an extremely chaotic yet stable state as his "Palm Heart Thunder."

Having regained their mobility, the Title Douluo fled in panic, daring not to remain on the battlefield, only wishing to distance themselves from this place.

"Boom!"

The chaotic power erupted, the entire sea region pressed down by an invisible mighty energy for over a thousand meters, forming a huge depression.

The next instant, the Abyssal Holy Lord and Emperor Tian were both flung backward.

However, the Abyssal Holy Lord flew only a few hundred meters, while Emperor Tian, like a kite with its string cut, flew nearly ten thousand meters.

Moreover, aside from his Dragon God Claw, his dragon scales elsewhere were partially cracked, with crimson blood seeping out.

"Even god-tier isn't as strong as imagined!"

Emperor Tian laughed "haha," set down Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue, whom he had brought along when he was flung back, and with a sweep of his broad dragon wings, immediately charged again at the Abyssal Holy Lord.

For a moment, the ultimate human battle unfolded on the sea surface, various apocalyptic-like horrifying scenes manifesting between heaven and earth.

But because the battle energy was excessively vast, even the Title Douluo could no longer fully see this battle.

Yet at the battle's center, the occasional scattering of dragon blood and shattered dragon scales proved that Emperor Tian was at a disadvantage.

However, with the aid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower and the Dragon God Claw, he, with a mortal dragon's body, tenaciously entangled this god from another world.

Tang Chen glanced at the chaotic battlefield, having no intention to join, instead fixing his gaze on Ning Fengzhi, who had already unleashed his Seven Treasure True Form.

Tang Chen said lightly: "Qian Daoliu, will you act yourself, or shall I? If I do, I'll kill your granddaughter as well—just to keep my grandson company down there."

Qian Daoliu stood before Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue, holy sword in hand, silently gazing at Tang Chen, with no intention to act.

Tang Chen chuckled lightly: "It seems you also wish to die together."

He provoked the Asura killing intent within Qian Daoliu's body.

Yet Qian Daoliu showed no change, and at that moment the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall gathered at his side.

This made Tang Chen momentarily startled, then he laughed furiously: "All day hunting geese, only to be pecked by them—so you have a way to dispel the Asura killing intent! But with you lot of rabble, you dare dream of protecting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower?"

Tang Chen gripped the Asura Sword with one hand, slowly walking toward Qian Daoliu, Poseidon following closely, bringing an indescribable pressure upon everyone's body and mind.

"Grand Elder, Your Holiness the Pope, we might as well surrender; after all, Bai Yuan is already dead, and Emperor Tian will likely follow in his footsteps."

A Title Douluo suddenly spoke in an altered voice.

While everyone's attention was fully focused on Tang Chen and Poseidon, in such tension, no one noticed who had spoken.

"Don't let your imaginations run wild!" Qian Daoliu rebuked.

"Surrender? If he hadn't confirmed that Emperor Tian's lord truly existed, he would have chosen to surrender for Qian Renxue's sake."

But after witnessing the power of Emperor Tian's lord, he could be certain it was also a hundred percent god-tier; now, if he chose to betray, the only path would be death.

Just as the Title Douluo faced the intense pressure brought by the two Ultimate Douluo, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

"We'll handle the sword-wielder; leave that woman to you."

The Title Douluo together with Tang Chen and Poseidon turned toward the sound, and what entered their view was a picture-perfect beautiful woman.

The woman bore her crystal-clear bare feet floating in midair, her pure white hair hanging down to her bare feet, her sky-blue eyes limpid and translucent.

Clad in a white long dress without any adornment, wrapping her perfectly slender figure, she appeared exceptionally pure and peerless in beauty.

Tang Chen and Poseidon's eyes narrowed.

She is at the level of ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, and has half a foot stepped into the demi-god realm, fully not inferior to Poseidon in the ocean.

However, this is not the most important; the most important is that behind this picture-perfect woman, there are also many silhouettes.

Azure Maiden, Bear Lord, Myriad Demon King, Ice Emperor, Red Emperor, Purple Maiden.

Qian Daoliu looked and let out a sigh of relief.

The strong ones among the Soul Beasts have finally arrived.

But he hadn't expected there to be so many powerful ones among the Soul Beasts.

Tang Chen and Poseidon's eyes were extremely solemn.

If this group of Soul Beasts were to hold Tang Chen back,

Then Bo Sai Xi would be in great danger.

Because Qian Daoliu, although he cannot defeat Bo Sai Xi on the sea surface, he nevertheless has more than ten Title Douluo helping him, which can almost be said to be a hundred percent victory.

Then, if Bo Sai Xi loses, Tang Chen will surely lose as well.

Afterward, with so many Title Douluo, plus two Peerless Douluo, combined with Supreme Heaven, there is actually a chance to slay a god!

(End of chapter)