Boom! Boom! Boom! The battle between Qian Renshang and Bibi Dong continued, each violent collision causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
The earth-shattering sounds were like the tolling of a death knell.
The surrounding space was already shattered, and chaotic currents surged wildly, devouring everything.
However, as time passed second by second, Qian Renshang could clearly feel a strain.
His hands, tightly gripping the two divine weapons, trembled involuntarily.
The muscles in his arms twitched violently from excessive force, and the veins bulged, as if they would burst at any moment.
Sweat poured down his forehead like a torrential rain, running down his resolute face, dripping into the battlefield filled with smoke and dust, disappearing instantly.
There was no way around it; his power was ultimately not as profound as that of a god.
Despite his astonishing talent and unwavering willpower in contending with Bibi Dong, the prolonged and intense battle gradually revealed his fatigue.
His breathing became rapid and heavy, each gasp seeming to exhaust all his strength.
Meanwhile, Bibi Dong became smug.
Her once beautiful face was now twisted into a chilling grimace by madness and depravity.
Her eyes gleamed with a maniacal light, her lips curled into a grotesque smile, and she let out a terrifying laugh:
"Qian Renshang, you ultimately cannot contend with a god!
This battle, in the end, is mine to win! Hahahaha!"
She wielded the Rakshasa Scythe with increasing ferocity, unleashing a torrent of black divine power upon Qian Renshang like a raging storm.
Each attack contained boundless pressure and an aura of evil, as if to utterly crush Qian Renshang's soul. Wherever the black divine power touched, space was instantly corroded, turning into nothingness.
Qian Renshang gritted his teeth, drawing blood from his gums, enduring his physical exhaustion, yet the light in his eyes remained undimmed.
He roared inwardly, "No, I will never admit defeat easily!"
Just as Bibi Dong was about to launch another attack to secure victory, her ferocious face filled with a mad, determined resolve, she raised the Rakshasa Scythe high, black divine power gathering wildly, poised to deliver a fatal blow to Qian Renshang.
But the next moment… boom, boom, boom! Several powerful attacks struck from all directions.
The soul power impacts, each with its own unique brilliance, crashed down like meteors, carrying an unstoppable momentum.
Bibi Dong was forced to retreat, her eyes wide with rage, her expression twisted almost terrifyingly.
"Who is it? How dare they ruin my plans!"
She roared, her gaze sweeping towards the direction from which the attack had come.
Indeed, it was Di Tian and his group.
Di Tian exuded an ancient and powerful aura, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve and fury towards Bibi Dong.
Xiong Jun was enormous, its fur standing on end, each hair seemingly containing boundless power.
The Demon King was surrounded by demonic energy, its eerie light flickering.
Bi Ji, on the other hand, wore a resolute expression, her beautiful face now filled with the determination to fight.
Having rested for a while, Di Tian and the others had recovered some of their fighting strength.
Although their auras hadn't fully returned to their peak, they were no longer as weak as before.
After all, they were soul beasts, and the recovery ability of soul beasts was far superior to that of humans.
Di Tian stared intently at Bibi Dong, his voice deep and resolute.
"A one-on-one fight with Bibi Dong is unrealistic, but a group attack might be more achievable.At this point, we can't afford to be rude."
Xiong Jun brandished his massive claws, roaring, "Forget everything else, let's attack together! For victory!"
A sly glint flashed in the eyes of the Demon King:
"That's right, what does it matter if we outnumber her? As long as we can defeat her!"
Bi Ji nodded, saying, "We must work together to have any chance of winning."
With that, Di Tian charged forward, his movements lightning-fast, instantly closing the distance to Bibi Dong, unleashing a powerful attack.
Xiong Jun, not to be outdone, charged towards Bibi Dong with unparalleled power.
Meanwhile, the Demon King cast strange spells, beams of light shooting towards Bibi Dong.
Biji's hands moved swiftly, green light coalescing into vines that attempted to bind Bibi Dong's movements.
Facing the onslaught, Bibi Dong showed no fear, instead sneering, "You think you can defeat me?"
She wielded her Rakshasa Scythe rapidly, deflecting the attacks of Di Tian and the others.
Black divine power formed a shield, resisting Biji's vine bindings.
The battlefield instantly descended into chaos, the colliding energies causing the surrounding space to collapse.
(End of Chapter)
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