Throne of Gods: The mighty power of the heavens, the holy dragon descends upon the world!

Chapter 68: The Battle Continues! The Sorrowful Angel!
(Special note: The self-created skill mentioned earlier, Radiant Demon, has been renamed Fear Demon. I think the latter is more like an attack skill.)
With his eighth-level cultivation, four spiritual apertures were scattered throughout Su Zhe's body, and the terrifying suction force gathered the light elements between heaven and earth.

Before one's spiritual power exceeds 30,000, the positions of the three spiritual apertures are almost fixed, but the fourth spiritual aperture can be chosen freely.

Su Zhe chose his right hand.

As he wielded the spear with his right hand, terrifying waves of spiritual energy emanated from it.

Su Zhe's eyes gleamed with excitement. No wonder the gap between the seventh and eighth ranks was like a chasm; even a mere hair's breadth could result in such a vast difference in power!

"Ow!!"

The landlord let out an excited shout and headed straight for Su Zhe.

With a flick of his eyes, the Holy Spirit immediately appeared behind Su Zhe and hid in Su Zhe's shadow.

Su Zhe immediately understood.

Mount and stab in one!
"A swift victory is crucial; I can't maintain this state for long," the Holy Spirit said in a deep voice.

At this moment, the Holy Spirit Heart's aura had reached its peak, and every move he made could cause spiritual energy to vibrate, but one could still vaguely see that his aura was unstable.

Su Xie felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the Holy Spirit Heart had activated the Rejuvenation Furnace for him.

As he leaped onto the dragon, Su Zhe raised his spear high, a layer of nearly solidified spiritual energy adhering to it.

Ling Gang!

The unique attack method of an eighth-tier expert is formed by compressing the vast spiritual power within the body, and the damage is caused by the power generated by the explosion of spiritual power when they clash.

Xi Er dared not be careless, and the long spear in his hand was also covered with dark blue spiritual energy.

The dark blue and golden light converged once more, and deafening explosions of spiritual energy rang out continuously.

The more Xi Er looked at him, the more shocked he became. Su Zhe had only just entered the eighth rank, yet in terms of combat power alone, he was in no way inferior to himself in his demonic form.

Moreover, he was accompanied by a mysterious assassin, whose lethality, though not as great as Su Zhe's, was still enough to cause him trouble.

What Xier found most unacceptable was that several gray figures were rapidly approaching from the direction of the Exorcism Pass.

Eighth-tier Emperor Assassin!

And there were four of them!

Xi'er's face was ashen. If this continued, he might perish here today. He had to find a way to escape!
With this thought in mind, Xi'er wielded the spear even more swiftly, but she was still unable to shake off Su Zhe.

Previously, when Su Zhe was at the seventh level, he was able to fight against Xi Er before he was transformed into a demon god, and even gained the upper hand.

Now that Su Zhe has reached the eighth level and is imbued with spiritual energy, he is no longer afraid of Xi Er.

Xi Er was in a great hurry, and the spiritual power within his body surged forth like a storm.

"Get out of my way, Storm!"

As Xier roared, a massive tornado appeared between heaven and earth, with dark blue wind blades scattering in all directions, carving deep furrows into the earth.

Su Zhe's eyes changed; this move by Xi Er was definitely a desperate last-ditch effort.

As long as we can hold out, his momentum will eventually wane, making it impossible for him to escape. At that point, taking him down will only be a matter of time.

However, correspondingly, the power of this move is also extremely terrifying. Even the Holy Spirit Heart, which is so strong, now only dares to cower behind Su Zhe.

Taking a deep breath, Su Zhe mobilized his energy and spirit to the extreme.

"Angel of Sorrow!"

Behind Su Zhe, another ten-meter-tall golden figure appeared, but this time it was no longer a demon with a ferocious yet peaceful face.

Instead, she was a golden angel whose aura was holy yet revealed a sorrowful emotion!

The angel's face was brimming with tears, and anyone who saw it felt a pang in their heart, their hands unconsciously slowing down considerably.

Xier was no exception. As a demon god, his heart was as hard as stone, and the force with which he thrust his spear was three-tenths lighter.

The sorrowful angel behind Su Zhe spread its enormous wings, bursts of holy light flashed, and countless golden feathers fell.

The wings folded together, protecting Su Zhe within.

"clang!!!"

A piercing sound, like metal clashing, rang out, and Xier's figure was blasted back dozens of meters.

"What level of defensive skill is this? How can it be so terrifying?" Xi'er said in fear.

The wings opened, revealing Su Zhe inside.

At this moment, Su Zhe was bathed in golden light, and with the ever-burning holy fire, his aura surged.

Sorrowful Angel, also one of Su Zhe's self-created skills, is a ninth-tier support skill. That's right, it's a support skill; strong defense is just one of its characteristics.

The golden light currently bathing Su Zhe is another effect of the Sorrowful Angel.

The protector is given a golden holy light buff, which greatly enhances both their defense and attack power.

Su Zhe held the guns in both hands, his voice booming like thunder.

"Sier, you died by my hand, and you can be proud even in hell!"

As he spoke, golden light and flames erupted from Su Zhe's body.

"locking!"

"Fear Demon!"

Before the angelic phantom had dissipated, the hideous demon reappeared.

The demon opened its blood-red maw, but the fangs inside gleamed with an eerie, holy light.

The next moment, the center point between the angel and the demon began to distort, and their faces became chaotic.

In an instant, the two enormous figures transformed into two streams of energy that converged onto Su Zhe's spear.

Under the lock-on effect, Xier, whose strength was similar to Su Zhe's, had no way to avoid the attack and could only take it head-on.

"What a joke, you bastard! I am the seventieth pillar of demons, the Azure Demon Knight, how could I possibly die here!"

Xier's eyes were filled with fear, but he spoke words of anger to cover up his inner terror.

Su Zhe and the landlord soared into the air, their expressions like divine judgment under the golden light.

Without saying another word to Xier, Su Zhe fired a shot straight at Xier.

Xier raised his spear high, forcefully attacking despite the weakening effect of the Sorrowful Angel.

A massive, dark blue-green phantom of a demonic spear appeared, directly confronting Su Zhe.

"boom!!"

In the instant of the collision, the dark blue-black demonic spear phantom shattered, and the countless dark blue-black fragments reflected on Xier's despairing face.

"Do not……"

Before he could finish speaking, a spear pierced through his chest, shattering his heart.

The spear was drawn, and Xier could no longer speak, collapsing helplessly to the ground.

The blue demon horse let out a mournful cry, trying to save its master, but was quickly pinned to the ground by the landlord.

It bit into the head of the blue demon horse and swallowed the magic crystal inside.

The landlord's dragon head was stained with blood, and he laughed menacingly.

"You only have yourself to blame for following the wrong master!"

A certain part of Xier's body began to tremble. Su Zhe's eyes narrowed, and with his palm wrapped in spiritual energy, he pulled out the trembling object.

"Still want to run?"

Su Zhe sneered, grabbed the Demon God's Crown that was trying to fly away, and stuffed the corpses of Xier and the blue demon horse into his storage space.

After doing all this, Su Zhe looked at the Demon God Pillar left behind.

"As Chen Zidian, the author of the original novel, once said that if he had obtained the Divine Throne and was equipped with epic-level equipment, he would probably have already shattered some of the Demon God Pillars, which shows that even without Haoyue, humanity still has the hope of defeating the demon race."

Su Zhe muttered to himself, gradually increasing the force in his right hand gripping the spear.

Seemingly sensing Su Zhe's thoughts, the dark blue demon god pillar trembled slightly and immediately flew away into the distance.

"Whether it works or not, take this shot first!"

Su Zhe let out a low shout, and the phantoms of the demon and the angel reappeared. After the two forces merged into the spear, he thrust it out with a sudden thrust.

"boom!!!"

The dark blue demon pillar was blasted back hundreds of meters, but Su Zhe could clearly see that there wasn't even a single crack on it.

Shaking his head helplessly, Su Zhe sighed.

Let's wait until we get an epic weapon, obtain the Divine Throne, and break through to the ninth rank before talking about it.

(End of this chapter)