"No need..."
Tang San gritted his teeth, staring at the churning sea of clouds in the distance.
"They've already broken through!"
As his voice fell—
First, disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, all in gray robes, retreated from the cloud sea. They were completely routed, fleeing in disarray like a defeated army.
Then came wave after wave of mechanized soul tool corps soldiers, bursting forth from the clouds surrounding the Clear Sky Sect. The difference between them was glaringly obvious—so much so that even many Soul Douluo and even Titled Douluo elders from the Clear Sky Sect were forced to retreat step by step. They couldn't mount any effective counterattack at all.
Even without mentioning that the enemy was clearly prepared in advance, just the fact that they could field such a soul tool legion meant only one possibility across the entire continent—
"The Sun Moon Empire..."
"Those bastards!"
Watching the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect fall one after another, their blood splattering against the rocky walls of their sect, Tang San finally shouted with reddened eyes.
"Da Ming, Er Ming—go kill them!"
"Understood!"
Da Ming gritted his teeth but still responded.
As Ultimate Douluo, they naturally could sense how elite and formidable this invading army was. Though the Clear Sky Sect was a force with deep foundations stretching back tens of thousands of years, their disciples were by no means mere rabble. Yet this coordinated offensive was like a meat grinder, seamless and merciless.
Truly worthy of the Sun Moon Empire!
Unlike traditional soul master groups, this force could combine their power into a single, razor-sharp blade—driving straight into the heart of the Clear Sky Sect.
Even Da Ming, an Ultimate Douluo, didn't feel confident breaking through this thousand-strong elite soul tool legion.
Let alone the fact that—though Kong Deming hadn't shown up—this army's displayed strength surpassed even that seen in the recent defense of Ming City! The number of high-level soul engineers had nearly doubled.
Damn it, they're still holding back even now?!
"ROAR!!"
Da Ming let out a sky-shaking roar, his true form slowly manifesting—
A massive beast, blocking the advance of the soul tool corps.
Treasure Vault
From above, all looked calm.
But from the front—
The doors stood wide open. Blood spilled along the corridor. Dozens of disciples lay grotesquely in pools of blood. Some sprawled on the floor, others hung limply from chandeliers...
Xu Cheng walked slowly down the corridor.
In the vast and empty vault, only his footsteps echoed.
"Xu Cheng! How dare the Sun Moon Empire invade my Clear Sky Sect?! You will pay the price!"
From the corridor's end, several figures appeared.
Seeing the carnage, the white-bearded elder at the front turned pale with fury, pointing at Xu Cheng and roaring.
"Heh... Don't make me laugh. If your Clear Sky Sect hadn't attacked the Sun Moon Empire first, would we be here today? Don't pretend to be the victim after playing the whore."
Xu Cheng grinned.
In the next instant, the white-bearded elder's eyes narrowed sharply.
He retreated in a flash—just as a massive Clear Sky Hammer smashed the spot where he'd just stood.
"Tang Wen! Tang Hao! Are you rebelling?!"
He glared furiously at the two men who had just attacked—but they now stared back at him coldly, as if he were the enemy.
No! This is illusion!
To be able to easily control two Soul Douluo, one of whom was even level 89... The elder now looked at Xu Cheng with a mixture of dread and shock.
"So young, yet capable of such illusions... I will end you!"
But before he could finish—
His expression froze. Slowly, he looked down at his abdomen.
A long scythe had pierced straight through his body. The very space around it seemed torn apart. When he looked again—
His two companions were already lying in pools of blood. Behind him stood a woman wielding a deep purple scythe.
"When did I... fall under illusion..."
The elder fell slowly, his breath fading, eyes wide open in death.
"Let's go. It's beneath us."
Xu Cheng bent down, removed a key from the elder's waist, and waved to Bibi Dong on the side.
She said nothing, face cold.
"As expected, the third Divine Weapon Fragment."
Surrounded by dazzling treasures—
Xu Cheng walked straight to a long blade, examining the deep purple scythe blade. A visible crack marred the hilt. It radiated a dense aura of slaughter.
This was the core of the Rakshasa Scythe.
"Let's begin."
Xu Cheng smiled and handed it to Bibi Dong.
She took a deep breath, eyes flashing with excitement.
Carefully cradling it—this was her chance to return to the Divine Realm.
Maybe even...
She glanced sideways at Xu Cheng. If she could reestablish her link with the Divine Realm, the entire situation would shift. The gods wouldn't tolerate a true god becoming a servant. When that time came—
She sneered internally. With her methods as the Rakshasa God, she would ensure Xu Cheng knew true despair—unable to live, unable to die, eternally consumed by slaughter.
"What are you waiting for?" Xu Cheng asked with a grin.
"Hmph."
Bibi Dong snorted.
She took out the two earlier fragments and assembled the final piece.
In an instant—
A dense aura of slaughter bloomed silently like a flower inside the chamber. It wasn't violent or frenzied, but silent and absolute, filled with the essence of killing. Purple mist flowed into her consciousness, condensing her divine sense.
Hoo...
A purple cocoon formed around her, enveloping her spirit.
"Teacher, should we act now?" Xu Cheng asked.
"No rush. She's completing the final stage of merging with the divine weapon, awakening the Rakshasa God position, and repairing this divine artifact. If the fusion fails, it will be lost forever. We'll strike after she finishes," said Electrolux, appearing beside him with a calm smile.
"True..." Xu Cheng chuckled. He had been too hasty.
The cocoon of slaughter aura remained sealed, leaking no energy. Whether this was Bibi Dong's doing or not, it certainly saved him a lot of trouble.
"With Ye Yulin overseeing things outside, there shouldn't be any big issues. But caution never hurts."
As time ticked by—
The purple cocoon grew denser.
"Heh, it's about time."
With a wave of Electrolux's hand—
Everyone appeared in the Underworld.
"If she were outside, with this repaired Rakshasa Scythe, she might really succeed in contacting the Divine Realm. But... this is my world."
Electrolux explained.
"..."
Xu Cheng said nothing.
In truth, even if Bibi Dong did reach the Divine Realm, she'd probably only contact him. After all, Destruction had passed authority to him. The Seven Deadly Sins now served under him. As for the rest...
Only Tang San remained.
And imagine this: if Tang San learned that Bibi Dong had been revived—would he really help her get justice?
(End of Chapter)