Chapter 274: Battle with the Rakshasa's Divine Will
As Yang Potian's words fell, he vanished from the altar in an instant, reappearing in the Slaughter City's Hell Arena with the cauldron in tow.
Yang Potian gathered all the Dread Knights, issuing an order: "In this cauldron is a cleansing elixir I've prepared. Within one day, every person in Slaughter City must drink a bowl of this elixir. Those who refuse—kill them."
The Dread Knights looked at one another in surprise, unsure why such an order had been given so suddenly.
Yang Potian continued, "This includes all Dread Knights and enforcers as well. Anyone who disobeys will be eliminated. Starting now, carry out this order immediately. If there are any uncompleted tasks by day's end, I will replace those responsible."
His stern command sent shivers down the enforcers' spines, and they quickly pledged to complete the task without delay.
With Yang Potian's orders, Slaughter City sprang into action. Lines formed as the residents prepared to drink the cleansing elixir, with the enforcers being the first to do so.
Yang Potian singled out one of the enforcers, a titled Douluo known as Vulture Douluo, and said, "I'm leaving the oversight to you. By tomorrow, if there are any who remain unpurified, I'll hold you accountable."
Vulture Douluo quickly replied, "I understand, Lord of Slaughter. I will ensure this mission is completed."
Yang Potian nodded. "In the coming days, Slaughter City may experience some disruptions. I'm taking steps to purify the evil toxins in everyone's bodies from Bloody Mary. Maintain order; I don't want chaos breaking out in the city."
After that, Yang Potian returned to the altar, preparing for the final showdown.
Half a month flew by as Yang Potian's cleansing process swept through Slaughter City, removing the evil toxins from everyone's bloodstream and leaving only the pure essence of slaughter. However, the deeper corruptive influences from prolonged exposure to Bloody Mary remained in their souls, a task that would need Qian Renxue's angelic powers to completely purify.
On this day, a sudden change erupted in the Shura Blood Sea. The sea churned, violent waves surging with an overpowering evil aura. From within the depths of the blood, a gigantic figure took shape—a terrifying, blood-red shadow filled with a potent mix of slaughter and darkness.
The blood-shadow glared at Yang Potian and Qian Renxue, pausing at the sight of Qian Renxue's Angelic Holy Sword, as if wary.
A deep, ominous voice emerged from the figure, "Mortals, why have you disturbed my rest? This realm is mine!"
Yang Potian returned the blood-shadow's gaze. "Rakshasa God—or rather, a fragment of your divine will—this place is Shura God's domain, not yours."
The Rakshasa God's will flared in anger. "How dare you mortals challenge a god? Do you think mere ants can shake a mighty tree?"
Yang Potian sneered. "You're not a true god; you're merely a remnant. We've been waiting for you to show yourself. Prepare to be destroyed."
At his words, Yang Potian gripped the Shura Demon Sword, charging at the red shadow. Qian Renxue followed suit, her Angelic Holy Sword aimed straight at the blood-shadow.
As the two closed in, the shadow's arms morphed into massive hands, swatting at them. In the ensuing clash, both the Angelic Holy Sword and Shura Demon Sword left deep cuts on the shadow's hands, but the overwhelming force pushed Qian Renxue back, while Yang Potian was forced several meters back as well.
The blood-shadow laughed cruelly. "Even with divine weapons, mortals cannot hope to bridge the chasm between man and god. Die!"
Yang Potian and Qian Renxue each summoned their spirits and soul rings. Qian Renxue became enveloped by the power of the six-winged angel, the purifying light of her Angelic Holy Sword shining intensely. Yang Potian's form turned golden, revealing seven red spirit rings, his body as solid as iron.
Seeing Yang Potian's transformation, Qian Renxue was startled by his second spirit, one that seemed equally formidable to her own Six-Winged Angel. Yang Potian was similarly taken aback, noting that Qian Renxue now had eight black spirit rings and one red, her soul power at level 93, a remarkable leap since the events in the Heaven Dou Palace two years prior.
The two exchanged a glance, then rushed at the blood-red shadow with their divine weapons raised.
"Two impressive talents," the Rakshasa sneered. "But no matter how great, mortals will always remain mortal."
The Rakshasa's will summoned a massive scythe made from dense black energy. Though not a true divine weapon, the malevolent aura it radiated was nearly as powerful.
Yang Potian activated his soul bone ability, Speed Burst, propelling himself forward with blinding speed, a golden blur aimed at the shadow.
"Qian Renxue, I'll take the brunt of the attack. Use your Angelic Holy Sword and purification abilities to strike him down."
As the two weapons collided, the Shura Demon Sword clashed against the black Rakshasa Scythe. Yang Potian was pushed back another five meters, but a jagged crack appeared on the scythe, forcing the Rakshasa shadow to retreat as well.
The force of this exchange put Yang Potian on near-equal footing with the Rakshasa God's will.
From a distance, Qian Renxue unleashed her seventh spirit ability: Martial Spirit True Form. She transformed into a massive six-winged angel, radiating golden light that bathed the Rakshasa's will. Her Angelic Domain amplified her purifying power, steadily weakening the shadow's dark and bloodthirsty aura.
Meanwhile, Yang Potian pressed his attack, slashing repeatedly with the Shura Demon Sword. His strikes emitted crimson energy, each swing carrying a deadly killing intent.
Within minutes, the Rakshasa's will bore multiple wounds inflicted by the Shura Demon Sword. Though he attempted to heal using the surrounding dark aura, his power was steadily waning under the relentless pressure of Qian Renxue's purifying light.
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