Chapter 202: The Arrival of the Two Gods

"Bai Yuan, die!"

Accompanied by the earth‑shaking roar of the Rakshasa God, she suddenly swung the kilometer‑sized Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand, bearing a world‑splitting momentum that slashed through the void.

A lightless black veil was cleaved across heaven and earth.

At the same time, purple‑black light erupted around the Rakshasa God, and she herself seemed to become a violet‑black moon at that moment.

Only a vague human shape could be seen within.

A sky‑covering massive palm, bearing apocalyptic might, slammed down, and the kilometer‑long Rakshasa Demon Scythe met it with world‑splitting force.

Boom!

The Rakshasa God pierced the surface, and with the sharpness of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, she drilled through the tens‑of‑thousands‑meter sky‑covering palm, as if stabbing the heavens.

Bai Yuan looked on with a contemptuous smile, and his right hand suddenly clenched.

In an instant, the pierced massive palm also clenched inward, and the air was rapidly compressed under such colossal force.

The Rakshasa God felt the pressure surging from all directions, startled in her heart, looked up at the hole above her head, and discovered it had somehow healed.

The Rakshasa God's spirit trembled.

"Is this the lord of the plane? In one's own world, one's power is inexhaustible, endlessly usable, able to crush peers with sheer force."

The Rakshasa God's heart had sunk to the bottom of a valley.

She felt not the slightest chance of victory or escape.

The Rakshasa God now truly regretted.

Regretting why she had been so dutiful.

For seeking that wooden board to trouble Bai Yuan.

Why only go after the alien Divine King.

But regardless of her regrets, the massive palm had already clutched from all directions, grinding the surrounding space to pieces!

"Bai Yuan, you dared to feign death and mock the Divine King, and now you intend to kill the Divine Realm's Lower Realm enforcers. If you stand down now and hand over that wooden board with both hands, perhaps you can still save a life!"

The Rakshasa God tightened her grip on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe; the divine armor on her body emitted purple‑black light that gradually grew brighter, even becoming somewhat dazzling.

The Rakshasa God was gathering strength.

She also hoped to intimidate Bai Yuan with the Divine Realm's shock.

Bai Yuan sneered contemptuously, offering no reply, as the sky‑covering energy palm in an instant seemed about to crush the several‑hundred‑meter‑tall Rakshasa God.

Yet at that very moment, the purple‑black light on the Rakshasa God's body shone to its utmost, as if turning into blazing flame.

"Slash!"

The Rakshasa God swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand, as if multiplying ninefold, slashing toward various directions of heaven and earth, cutting open space and shattering the massive palm.

From a distance, one would see the massive palm clenched, yet something seemed to hold it; the dazzling purple light actually pierced straight through the palm.

Simultaneously, as more purple light penetrated, countless cracks surfaced on the gigantic energy palm, making it look like a porcelain vessel ready to shatter at any moment.

"Boom!"

A cold voice rang across heaven and earth.

In an instant, chaotic energy erupted; for a moment the entire world seemed engulfed in turmoil, space pulverized as if ground to dust.

The world fell into utter darkness.

This apocalyptic scene lasted over a minute before heaven and earth returned to normal, and the Rakshasa God's figure reappeared before Bai Yuan.

At this moment, the Rakshasa God looked disheveled.

Purple‑black divine blood dripped from her mouth, her long hair behind her was tangled, the purple‑black glow on her divine armor dimmed, and a few spots showed tiny cracks.

"Bai Yuan, I was at fault before; will you stand down now?" the Rakshasa God said, her eyes watching Bai Yuan warily.

Bai Yuan sneered, "Stand down? Before I showed my strength, before I concealed my identity, did you ever think of standing down?"

Without a word, Bai Yuan curled his sword fingers, lifted his hand toward the heavens, and ten thousand swords forged from pure spiritual energy materialized, merging into a colossal blade millions of meters in length.

The Rakshasa God fixed her gaze and said, "Bai Yuan, you have no Divine Artifact in your hand. Though your cultivation and strength are slightly superior to mine, trying to kill me is nothing but a fool's dream!"

"Is that so?" Bai Yuan's right hand became sword‑like and sliced straight down, the million‑meter blade formed from countless small swords cutting at once.

In an instant, the sea that had just coalesced split open, revealing a boundary line tens of thousands of meters long; even the seabed cracked under the blade's strike, turning into an abyss whose bottom was invisible.

"Hmph!" The Rakshasa God clenched the Rakshasa Demon Scythe with both hands, gathering all her internal divine power without reservation, causing its surface to blaze with purple‑black flames again.

"Boom!"

The million‑meter blade collided with the kilometer‑long Rakshasa Demon Scythe in midair; the space that had just recovered shattered again in an instant, exploding with a thunderous blast.

Two terrifyingly extreme forces clashed.

The Rakshasa God was shaken until her hands went numb, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe nearly slipping from her grasp, and a splash of fresh blood again dripped from her mouth.

Even her eyes, ears, and nostrils showed faint traces of blood, making the already ferocious, blue‑faced, fanged Rakshasa God even more terrifying.

The million‑meter great sword that met the Rakshasa Demon Scythe shattered in an instant, turning into hundreds of thousands to millions of ordinary small swords that surrounded the Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God, suppressing her pain, said, "Bai Yuan, do you truly believe this level of attack can kill me, clad in divine armor?"

Divine Artifacts correspond to Nascent Soul‑level items.

Naturally, they also vary in strength.

As a first‑rank deity, the Rakshasa God's divine armor and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe she wields are naturally the highest‑grade Divine Artifacts.

Bai Yuan remained silent, but his thoughts moved; innumerable ordinary small swords rained down across heaven and earth like raindrops, surging toward the Rakshasa God's massive form.

The Rakshasa God wildly twirled the Rakshasa Demon Scythe; each swing shattered countless spiritual swords, yet these swords kept appearing endlessly, seemingly infinite.

Bai Yuan glanced at the Rakshasa God and said, "It's over."

As soon as the words left his mouth, his both hands moved in the air, forming a strange seal that was different on the left and right yet seemed identical.

With the seal appearing, the Rakshasa God realized that the world had turned into black and white at that moment, her own body included, and a hair‑raising sense of danger rose in her heart.

But at that instant, a golden ray pierced the black‑and‑white world, bearing a force like a bamboo shoot breaking through, aimed directly at Bai Yuan!

Sea God Thirteen Spears, gone never to return!

Along with this piercing golden light that appeared, the world's sun also grew dim at this moment, and the crimson-gold sword qi also cleaved this black-and-white world.

The entire sea area also lay beneath this sword.

Suddenly it began to boil.

It appeared extraordinarily magnificent.

(End of chapter)