Douluo: Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God

Chapter 515 Fierce Battle in the Crimson Dimension, Tang San's Intoxicated Absorption

"Star Crown True Form, Star Radiance Technique!"

"The Nine Treasures transform into Glazed Glass, and the Nine Treasures have names: First, Speed; Third, Strength; Fourth, Soul; Fifth, Attack; Sixth, Enhancement!"

As Ji Juechen and the Seven Sons charged into the battle, Xu Tianxi's side mobilized even more experts. Xu Jiujiu and Ning Tian released their Martial Soul True Forms, unleashing powerful amplification.

In the vast universe, the crown formed by the thirty-six stars covered an area of ​​a thousand meters, drawing down dark golden starlight and causing Ji Juechen and the Seven Sons' auras to surge dramatically, their attacks imbued with explosive star power.

The next moment, a hundred-meter-tall pagoda with carved railings and jade steps rose into the air, its nine-colored light flowing and shining brightly in the starry sky, releasing five kinds of crystal-clear treasure light, which fell on the eight masters at the same time.

In an instant, the eight people's five abilities suddenly increased, their auras becoming incredibly powerful, leaving even the God of Original Sin and the God of Elements somewhat stunned.

With such a significant increase in combat power, even an ordinary level-two god could now exchange blows with a level-one god.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Xu Jiujiu remained calm and composed, a faint smile flashing in his eyes. Ning Tian, ​​on the other hand, became much more reserved, smiling as he said, "I owe my current status entirely to the God King's assistance, who used a Celestial Grade to elevate my Martial Soul."

"To become a true god without a divine position, young lady, your amplification ability seems to be not much worse than that of your ancestor," the Water God mused.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's abilities are only support and amplification; divine status has little effect on it, except for its ability to sustain itself.

"Senior, you flatter me. I am probably still quite a distance from my ancestors," Ning Tian said modestly with a smile.

Xu Tianxi smiled and said, "No need to be modest, it's the truth; as long as you pass on your martial spirit, you will be the greatest sect master in the history of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

"Hey? Everyone, stop watching and get down there to stretch your muscles. We can't let the kids handle everything, can we? There are quite a few experts in this Crimson Dimension."

In the midst of the battle, the eight masters were incredibly powerful. Apart from Xu Wutian, who was fighting Yan Long one-on-one, the others were fighting against multiple opponents, each facing two or more super-god-level powerhouses. Fortunately, these masters were far weaker than Yan Long. Each of the seven had their own strengths, and Ji Juechen's sword energy soared to the sky, giving him a complete advantage for a time.

Furthermore, not only was Yan Long at a disadvantage, but after a few rounds, his chest was pierced by Xu Wutian's divine light pillar; Ji Juechen and Xu Wenxian, who were the most ferocious in killing, were about to kill their god-level opponents.

In Xu Wenxian's hands, the Purple Emperor Ancestral Dragon Spear soared through the heavens, and in a flash, it swept a giant, ant-like crimson plane king into pieces, devouring its energy just like the Golden Dragon Spear and the Silver Dragon Spear.

However, the strength of the Crimson Plane was clearly not that simple. Soon, all sorts of strange and powerful beings appeared in the battle. There were giant dragonfly-like monsters with lightning speed, and super-god-level monsters that resembled giant mantises, similar to the Scythe Emperor who had been killed before.

There were also some bat-like crimson creatures, among which the leader had a hoarse and unpleasant laugh, calling himself the "King of Mind," and released a sonic mental attack to disrupt the entire scene, first attacking Xu Wenxian, who wielded a super artifact.

In an instant, their huge advantage was wiped out by the opponent's overwhelming numerical superiority. What was most outrageous was that these experts from the Crimson Dimension were incredibly wealthy, and many of them even possessed divine artifact-level weapons, which left many of Xu Tianxi's group speechless.

"Alright, let's go fight too." "I've been wanting to go down and try it for a long time."

In an instant, many voices echoed Xu Tianxi's sentiments, and then, under the starry sky, lights and shadows flickered like rain, among which the battle of several familiar faces was the most conspicuous—

Di Tian, ​​who had transformed into the true form of a black dragon, inherited his father's position of wielding the Dragon Clan's punishments and the Dragon-Slaying Blade. With a single strike, he severed the Milky Way, the blade's light overwhelming the stars and sweeping up the creatures of the Crimson Plane like a world-destroying torrent. He directly cleaved in two the Crimson Plane King who was closest to Xu Wenxian, his blood splattering across the starry sea.

"Those who harm my Dragon Clan's young master shall be killed without mercy! Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

As a former Beast God, Di Tian was frantically killing his enemies, as if he wanted to release all the pent-up emotions of the past years in this battle. His roar shook the universe, forcefully suppressing the bat-like Mind King and scattering all sound waves.

"Wasn't the Divine Dragon Realm wiped out long ago? How can such a powerful divine dragon still exist in the world?"

The Mind King felt dizzy and his vision blurred. Soon, he saw the figure of the great black dragon growing larger and larger in front of him. The incomparably sharp dragon-slaying blade pierced the heavens with its cold edge, making him shudder uncontrollably.

"I just yelled at that little girl, and she's coming after me?"

The Mind King was terrified. Seeing that his sonic attack had no effect on Di Tian, ​​the great black dragon who was innately immune to most mental attacks, he quickly fled and changed the battlefield.

"Trying to run? You dare touch my daughter? You're dead!"

A powerful female voice rang in the Mind King's ears, and the dragon's roar was like a sonic boom, vibrating layer upon layer, almost shattering the Mind King's bat wings.

When the Mind King regained his senses, he saw a terrifying golden dragon, thousands of meters long, swooping down from the sky. Every scale exuded unparalleled power, and its enormous claws pressed down so fast that it filled him with despair.

"A dragon king at the half-step God-King level... Could it be that the Dragon God Realm from back then hasn't been destroyed yet? Dragon God, you bastard who faked your death..."

The Mind King muttered in despair as his body was reduced to ashes under Gu Zhaoqiu's dragon claws. All his energy was devoured by the Golden Dragon Spear, with not a trace flowing back to the Crimson Plane.

"Roar~..."

Where the Golden Dragon King appears, the Silver Dragon King is sure to follow. Dissatisfied with her repeated demotions from leader of the dragon race, Gu Yuena is determined to prove herself on this battlefield and reclaim everything that belongs to her.

"Nine Elements Great Fission, Cosmic Order Divine Spear!"

The Silver Dragon King, whose physique was no less than that of the second-generation Golden Dragon King, used his signature move to draw upon the nine elemental energy tides from the sea of ​​stars, which far surpassed the so-called ultimate attributes. He transformed them into nine-colored divine spears of order that stretched across the starry sky and rushed toward the Crimson Plane with lightning speed.

In an instant, the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings each displayed their skills, like two sharp knives sweeping across both sides of the chessboard. Below the level of a god-level expert, there was no one who could withstand a single blow.

Ye Guyi, Xu Jiujiu, Meng Hongchen, and the others could no longer restrain themselves. No longer content with watching or providing support, they all charged into the battlefield. The holy sword beam, which was even more powerful than Xu Wutian's, fell, and the eight-winged seraphim illuminated a region of the universe. Instead of engaging with the experts of the Crimson Plane, they directly attacked the Crimson Plane's main camp.

"Crimson Mother, I've heard you're quite capable. I'll have a go at you!"

"And we are here too." Meng Hongchen grabbed Xiao Hongchen and headed straight for the depths of the Crimson Plane. The light of the Seven Emotions surrounded her, and from time to time, strands of divine power fell to defeat the enemies blocking their way.

"Hey little sister, I can fight by myself, why did you drag me here?"

Xiao Hongchen was on the verge of tears. He had wanted to make a dashing entrance, but Meng Hongchen had him pinned down and was now dragging him along.

"Stop talking nonsense, just get ready to use your Martial Soul Fusion Technique; I don't want to fall behind that woman."

Meng Hongchen ground her cute teeth, her face still showing the resentment of her teenage years, as she stared at Ye Guyi.

Back then, it was this vixen who took advantage of her youth to bully her; it was truly a misfortune for the sect.

With a flash of her hand, the dark blue Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd appeared in her slender hand. The halberd's blade swept across, crushing all creatures in the Crimson Plane. Moreover, like the three great dragon spears, it also had the ability to devour the energy of creatures in the Crimson Plane.

"Sister, isn't this the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd that Old Xu captured back then? When did it develop the ability to absorb energy?" Xiao Hongchen asked curiously. He had asked Xu Tianxi for this thing to play with several times, and he remembered that its only characteristic was that it ignored the opponent's defense.

"Of course, he modified it based on the characteristics of the three dragon spears after he got his hands on it. Don't forget, he was already the number one soul master in the world, and he and Elder Kong developed a theoretical level 15 soul tool." Meng Hongchen said.

Soon, Ye Guyi, Meng Hongchen, and Xiao Hongchen broke through the army of the Crimson Plane and rushed into the Crimson Plane, disappearing from sight.

After a long while, it descended from the sky, its star crown suppressing the vast army. Countless dark red abyssal creatures transformed into crimson energy, its long hair flowing, suppressing all powerful enemies.

Xu Tianxi frowned slightly as he surveyed the battlefield, then asked the Seven Elemental Gods and Rong Nianbing behind him, "Brother Rong, are you not ready for your combined attack yet?"

Rong Nianbing said somewhat apologetically, "This is not the God Realm, and there is no immortal spiritual energy here, so the preparation time will be longer. The energy of the Crimson Plane is the highest below the God Realm, and it can be called the Pseudo-God Realm. Even for us, it is not easy to prepare an attack that can strip away its energy."

"Alright, all eight of you, please hurry."

Xu Tianxi nodded, gazing at the vortex of the crimson domain. His deep eyes seemed to pierce through the disguise of space and see the movements of the master of that plane.

"Boom! Clang!"

With the Water God Xuanwu Shield and the Purple Dragon Sword appearing one after another, Xu Tianxi had a premonition that the Crimson Mother would not be defeated by Ye Guyi and Meng Hongchen. The fact that the woman had not appeared yet must mean that she had made some preparations.

Just then, his brow twitched, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Tang San made his move so quickly? He's really impatient..."

……

In the God Realm, one by one, the second-level and third-level gods who remained in the God Realm and did not go on the expedition entered the gate of the Forbidden Land of Gods at the invitation of the first-level god Zhou Weiqing, and respectfully invited the selfless god-king Tang San to explain the profound mysteries of cultivation for god-level powerhouses.

Tang San took the initiative to greet them, quietly releasing his divine sense to confirm that no true gods were secretly spying outside the forbidden land of gods, and revealed a sincere smile.

After much planning, this day has finally come.

With a loud "boom," the gates of the Forbidden Land of Gods slammed shut. Tang San gestured for the gods to sit cross-legged on the prepared prayer mats, then rose, spread his hands casually, and smiled at them:

"The principle I'm about to explain has already been told to you all by the God of Destruction: the mutual transformation of divine power. If my guess is correct, then I can tell you all that from now on, you will all be able to obtain a share of the power of my Asura Godhood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gods cheered.

"Excellent!" "The God of Asura is truly selfless!" "We deeply admire the God of Asura's act of repentance!"...

"Everyone, calm down, everyone, calm down..."

Tang San pressed down with his palm, signaling the gods to quiet down. Then, he revealed a mysterious smile, flicked his fingertips, and a golden thread fell from above the Forbidden Land of Gods, landing on several of the closest second-level gods and first-level gods, including Zhou Weiqing.

"This is my new research, the transmission of gold threads. You are all welcome to try it out..."

Upon seeing this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed, and the same thought arose in their minds at the same time: Isn't this Third Brother's Devouring Golden Silk? This thing is clearly used to devour energy, so how can it transmit its own energy back out?
However, the gods were clearly not as familiar with Tang San as they were. As soon as they received a golden thread, they couldn't wait to hold it in their hands. Zhou Weiqing received the most golden threads, a total of five. He simply held both hands full, looking content, and waited for Tang San's next move.

"Very good, then please begin to experience this feeling." Tang San smiled, a sharp, blood-red glint flashing in his eyes.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the body of the weakest level two god exploded, leaving no trace of his remains. The killing intent of the Asura surged, and the immortal spiritual energy left behind by this level two god flowed along the Devouring Golden Threads toward Tang San's true form, making him exclaim in pleasure and feel extremely intoxicated.

"It's been so long since I used this ability, I really miss it..."

(End of this chapter)