Two weapons met, and in that instant, the wind and waves calmed, all anomalies vanishing.
*Kaka…*
*Ka…*
Faint sounds emanated from the point of contact.
Gou Der’s mung bean-sized eyes suddenly widened like tiger’s eyes. He stared in disbelief at the spirit artifact in his hand, the Tiger Head Serrated Sawtooth Blade. The *kaka* sound continued. Gou Der abruptly withdrew his blade, only to find the two weapons stuck together. Chu Tian’s long spear seemed fused with his weapon. Chu Tian, on the other hand, saw Moon God’s Wrath acting like a defiant child who had bitten onto a lollipop and refused to let go. The *kaka* sound was the sound of it gnawing at the blood-red saber.
Gou Der on the opposite side also noticed that his serrated saber was shattering like a spiderweb. A strange power was consuming the divine soul power on the blade.
"How dare you…" This was a weapon he had nurtured with his lifelong effort. Losing it would cripple his strength significantly.
*Bang…* Gou Der’s body trembled as a familiar aura reappeared. This aura was identical to the one Ye Ling possessed. It was undoubtedly an ability to control airflow. Gou Der’s entire aura erupted, his bones cracking loudly, and a terrifying pressure surged. The force was utterly irresistible.
Chu Tian bore the brunt of it, hit head-on. The attacker was too close, and Moon God’s Wrath was still firmly locked onto the opponent’s weapon, hindering Chu Tian’s movements. Moreover, Chu Tian didn't want to let go for fear that Gou Der might seize Moon God’s Wrath. The old man's divine soul power was too potent; who knew if he could trap his legendary weapon!
However, this impact caused Chu Tian to spit out a mouthful of blood. Moon God’s Wrath, which had been excitedly devouring the opponent’s weapon a moment before, trembled and released its bite. It felt like a child knowing it had done wrong, emitting a sense of concern for Chu Tian. Its change made Chu Tian feel strange. Why would a weapon emanate emotions? Was another entity about to become sentient?
"You little beast, today I will dismember you, grind your bones to dust, and scatter your ashes! I will make you regret ever coming into this world!" Gou Der said through gritted teeth, looking at the large chunk missing from his weapon.
"Heh heh… *Pfft*…" Chu Tian spat out another mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the spear in his hand. "If talking tough were useful, do you believe I could argue you into doubting your own existence?"
Chu Tian’s words were defiant, but inwardly he cursed, *Old Yang, where the hell have you gone? If you don’t come soon, this young master will be done for.*
He didn’t notice the blood on Moon God’s Wrath.
"Die, you little beast!" Gou Der roared, retracting his blood-red Tiger Head Serrated Sawtooth Blade. A streak of silver light appeared above his head—a silver sword condensed entirely from divine soul, which tore through space. A silver sword beam shot into the sky like a milky river, cleaving towards Chu Tian.
*Zhi zhi zhi…*
At that very moment, a scream was heard. Gou Der’s body jolted, and he whipped his head around. "Bi'er?" That sound was from the giant mole in Ding Ding’s hand. She was holding the giant mole and a small knife, slicing into its body bit by bit. A piercing scream came from its mouth.
"Soul-absorbing beast… you wretched woman…" The old man abandoned his attack on Chu Tian and redirected the silver sword beam towards Ding Ding.
"Old chair, do you think I don't exist?" Chu Tian would never miss such an opportunity. He knew Ding Ding had suddenly produced the giant mole called the Soul-Absorbing Beast to help him. *Could Gou Der’s soul be inside that Soul-Absorbing Beast?*
Chu Tian’s spear thrust forward, a silver spear shadow slamming heavily into Gou Der’s back. Just as it was about to connect, a golden light appeared on the old man’s back. In front of the spear shadow, the golden light shattered instantly, and a terrifying gust of energy sent Gou Der flying.
*Pfft!* To everyone’s horrified gaze, Gou Der rolled a considerable distance on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The fierce and violent force shattered his hairband and clothes, his salt-and-pepper hair falling loose, his eyes filled with venom.
The entire scene fell into silence. The guards’ eyes were fixed on Chu Tian, who stood with a calm, expressionless face. The silver-gray spear in Chu Tian’s hand remained in the striking pose, as if frozen in place. A cheerful voice echoed in his mind, "Hit him… hit him… hit him… Hurry and hit him… Master, why aren’t you moving?"
Chu Tian was momentarily stunned. "Who are you? Moon God’s Wrath?" The voice speaking in his mind was from the spear in his hand.
"It’s me! Master, hurry and hit him! How dare he harm my master? Watch me…" Moon God’s Wrath chattered in Chu Tian’s mind.
Gou Der, who had fallen to the ground, got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If you don’t court death, you won’t die. It seems you don’t understand. Since you like courting death so much, I’ll grant your wish! Violent Wind Splitting Heaven…!"
*Weng…* Heaven and earth changed drastically as countless spatial rifts appeared within the City Lord’s Mansion. *Kaka…* The rifts crisscrossed. A corner of the palace was scraped, and it collapsed with a roar. *Weng…* Behind Gou Der, a tornado hundreds of feet tall appeared, a terrifying pressure radiating outward, soaring into the sky.
Chu Tian’s gaze sharpened. To others, it was just a tornado. To him, within the tornado, it was filled with divine soul power, distorted by the tornado’s rotation. Wind elements and divine soul power intertwined, suppressing a violent force. If it erupted, the City Lord’s Mansion would likely cease to exist.
"You’re finally not hiding it anymore… Gou Der!" Suddenly, four figures appeared before Chu Tian, accompanied by the strong scent of alcohol. One of them was holding a wine pot. Chu Tian recognized him as the priest, Old Li, whom Wei Du had dispatched to the south wall! These four were the ones who had been watching from high above: City Lord Wei Du, God of War Old Yang, Wind Priest Old Qin, and Fire Priest Old Li. The one speaking was Wei Du, his eyes filled with coldness and hatred as he stared at Gou Der.
The latter remained silent. He knew nothing he said now would be useful. Driven by rage from being pressured by Chu Tian and Ding Ding, he had unleashed this Wind Soul fusion technique. Anyone could see he belonged to Hurricane City, as only direct disciples of Hurricane City on the Death Sea were dual-element priests of wind and divine soul. He regretted it now, knowing it was useless, so he decided to fight with all his might. He spread his hands, his eyes turning milky white. Gale-force winds and streaks of divine soul light shot out from the tornado, shattering the void and attacking Chu Tian and the others. Wherever the light passed, the void was pierced, like a myriad of swords flying.
"Seal…"
*Kacha…* Just as Chu Tian prepared to defend himself, Wei Du uttered a single word! With a *kacha* sound, the area where Gou Der stood instantly solidified, as if that space had been directly cut, forming sharp edges. It was like a rectangular ice brick, encasing Gou Der, including the hurricane behind him and the sword beams that had already shot out.
"Holy crap… that’s amazing?" Chu Tian was dumbfounded! He had been fighting for so long, and City Lord Wei Du had appeared, spoken just one word, and sealed the heaven-defying combat technique along with Gou Der.
"Hmph… amazing nothing, it’s all thanks to the Ten Thousand Beast Seal!" Old Yang heard Chu Tian’s words, rolled his eyes, and revealed the truth.