Chapter 328 Titanfall
The Titan Ape sensed an unprecedented and deadly crisis. He let out a final, earth-shattering roar, frantically burning and mobilizing all the remaining soul power and life essence within his body.

The powerful gravitational field was compressed to its limit, condensing in front of him into a pitch-black sphere of gravity light that collapsed to the extreme inward, seemingly capable of swallowing light.

The terrifying gravitational wave even tore through the surrounding space, forming fine black cracks, as he tried to use this last bit of strength to block the fatal blow.

However, the black light that represented "the end" was like a hot knife cutting into butter, or like nothingness itself piercing through existence. It passed through the gravity barrier that was enough to distort space without any hindrance or sound, and continued to advance steadily forward with an unstoppable momentum.

Wherever it passes, energy, matter, and space are reduced to the most primordial nothingness, as if a brush has drawn a deep, pure black mark hundreds of meters long on the canvas of reality.

Lu Jingming slowly lowered the holy spear in his hand, its light gradually dimming, and calmly cast his gaze into the deep pit below.

There, only half of the massive, mountain-like body covered in charred, stiff fur remained—it was the Titan Ape Erming.

The once rampant and invincible power fluctuations have now completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

If he hadn't already condensed his soul core, and his soul power recovery speed far exceeded that of ordinary soul masters, even rivaling that of a senior titled Douluo, then his all-out, limit-breaking "first rated power" release just now probably wouldn't have been able to completely annihilate this ferocious beast-level powerhouse with over 100,000 years of cultivation and tenacious vitality in one strike.

The Titan Ape's strength is indeed astonishing. Its pure power and defense are probably second only to the top three of the original Ten Great Ferocious Beasts in the world of soul beasts.

In addition, with his extremely troublesome top-tier talent domain—gravity control domain—which is capable of altering the battlefield environment, he does indeed possess the ability to directly confront and briefly contend with Limit Douluo among human Soul Masters.

Of course, being able to fight a brief battle and being able to truly win are two different things.

Whether it was using the creative power of the white flower and the authority of the holy mark to imitate the top-level wood-escape secret technique from the Five Villages Mechanism World, or condensing a wooden doll that was a hundred meters tall to suppress it.

Ultimately, he used a Martial Soul Fusion Technique to forcibly activate the first rated power of the Black Abyss White Flower, which consumed a massive amount of his soul power and mental energy.

Before condensing his soul core, he would never have possessed such terrifying sustained combat ability.

It's likely that simply maintaining the existence and movement of that hundred-meter-tall wooden figure would be enough to drain all his soul power in a short time, not to mention the subsequent finishing blow.

Looking at the massive, gradually cooling corpse of the Titan Giant Ape, above which slowly emerged a 100,000-year soul ring radiating surging energy and a deep, blood-red color, and beside the corpse a soul bone faintly gleaming with crystalline light, Lu Jingming remained expressionless. He took out a specially made soul tool engraved with complex spatial runes and carefully collected and sealed these two treasures.

These things are of little use to him personally, as his power system has long since transcended the stage of simply relying on soul rings and soul bones. However, they are invaluable treasures that the other members of Haiyuan City, and even the forces that need to be cultivated in the future, would seek after.

Even with the current super-powerful advantage of having a 100,000-year-old holy mark, a 100,000-year-old soul ring and a soul bone from a top-tier ferocious beast are still rare items that can drive any force crazy.

Moreover, the Titan Giant Ape is no ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast, but a genuine ferocious beast standing at the pinnacle of soul beasts.

The spirit rings and spirit bones produced there are absolutely top-notch in quality.

"Er Ming——!!!"

In the distance, the Azure Dragon Niu Tian, ​​who was fiercely battling Raiden Mei, was suddenly shaken to his core.

He clearly felt that his brother Erming, with whom he had shared breath and companionship for countless years, had completely lost his powerful life force, like a candle flame extinguished by a strong wind.

He turned around abruptly, his enormous dragon eyes instantly shrinking to their limit, just in time to see the half-dead, gruesome corpse of the Titan Giant Ape in the deep pit, and Lu Jingming absorbing a soul ring with his soul tool.

Boundless anger, profound sorrow, utter despair, overwhelming hatred... countless extreme and painful emotions erupted and exploded in his chest like a volcano that had been accumulating for thousands of years.

This made it impossible for him to maintain any composure or rationality.

"hold head high--!!!!!"

A dragon's roar, filled with endless grief and pain, exploded like thunder from the heavens, resounding throughout the entire Ming capital.

Its roar was so powerful that it even caused the clouds high in the sky to churn and tremble.

"Second Father!"

Tang Wutong, who had just fought Wang Qiu'er and whose blood was churning from the shock, instinctively looked in the direction of the sound after hearing Niu Tian's heart-wrenching roar.

When her gaze clearly captured the Titan Ape's gruesome death, her beautiful face was instantly filled with disbelief, anger, and grief.

Her slender hand gripping the Haotian Hammer turned white at the knuckles from the extreme force, and her delicate body even trembled slightly from the enormous impact and her anger.

"What exactly do you want?! What have we done to offend you that you insist on killing us all?!"

Tang Wutong glared angrily at Wang Qiu'er, who bore a striking resemblance to her. Her pinkish-blue eyes burned with rage, yet deeper within them lay a deep sense of incomprehension and profound grievance. She simply couldn't understand why, when she and her group had never actively sought to antagonize Lu Jingming and his men, they had been met with such a merciless and deadly attack.

"It has nothing to do with personal hatred or worldly interests."

Wang Qiu'er held the Golden Dragon Spear in her hand as steady as a rock, its tip pointing directly at Tang Wutong's heart. Her gaze was cold and resolute, unwavering in the slightest.

"This is our destined fate, a script that has already been written for us. And the one who wrote this tragic script is your high and mighty God-King father—he is the real culprit who caused all of this today."

"Do you... have a grudge against my father?"

Tang Wutong gritted her teeth, her mind racing, and could only think of this one most direct possibility.

Otherwise, how could Wang Qiu'er know so clearly that her father was Tang San, the enforcer of the gods?
Why would she express such deep and undisguised disgust and hatred towards him?
"You should probably ask your 'fair and selfless' father about this yourself."

Wang Qiu'er sneered, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm and coldness.

"Ask him if he has knowingly broken the law, openly violated the divine laws he himself upholds for his own selfish desires or some ulterior motives, arbitrarily interfered with the operation of the lower realm, or even... manipulated fate."

Although, in terms of bloodline origin, the soul fragment that Tang San separated from Tang Wutong also created her existence, and in a sense, she could be considered her father, she would never acknowledge this identity deep down, much less accept this bloodline that stemmed from scheming.

"You bullshit!"

Tang Wutong immediately retorted excitedly, her pretty face flushed red with anger.

"My father is a law enforcer in the divine realm, upholding the law with impartiality and integrity, dedicated to maintaining order and balance in the divine realm. How could he possibly break the law?!"

She naturally couldn't easily believe the one-sided story of Wang Qiu'er, her mortal enemy—they were currently at each other's throats, and she wasn't naive or foolish enough to believe her opponent's attempts to sow discord on the eve of battle.

In the memories and impressions instilled in her from childhood, her father Tang San has always been a supreme figure who is glorious, noble, pure, fair and selfless. He has devoted himself to the stability and prosperity of the divine realm and is a model revered by all the gods.

None of the deities I encountered in the divine realm when I was a child, regardless of who they were, ever spoke a single bad word about my father, either to his face or behind his back.

Even Uncle Zi, the God of Destruction, whose relationship with his father was clearly not harmonious, had never used such vicious language to slander him.

Compared to Wang Qiu'er's hostile and one-sided account, she was naturally more willing to believe what she had seen and heard.

However... a subtle yet undeniable doubt lingered in her mind.

Her father had clearly instructed her through divine sense to get close to Lu Jingming and cultivate a good relationship with him, even hinting that it was of great importance.

But now, Lu Jingming has not only completely stood on the opposite side of her, but has also personally killed her second father, the Titan Giant Ape, who treated her like his own daughter.

This intense contradiction and sense of betrayal gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake.

Intense emotional turmoil crashed into Tang Wutong's mental world like a tsunami. Beneath her skin between her eyebrows, a mysterious golden trident of the sea god gradually emerged, becoming clearer and more dazzling.

The majesty and vast aura unique to the gods permeated the air.

A dazzling golden divine light enveloped her entire body like an eggshell, making her appear as if a true goddess had descended to earth. The aura emanating from her body began to rise uncontrollably, constantly breaking through its limits.

"Is it coming? We've finally been forced to this point..."

On the other side, Lu Jingming, who had just put away his soul tool, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to look in the direction where Tang Wutong's aura was surging violently. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

He knew that the real battle was just beginning.

"Istaru, prepare to act. Target the divine sense mark between Tang Wutong's eyebrows. Make sure to strike it down in one blow."

Not far away, Gu Yuena, who had been observing the situation quietly, gave an order to the leisurely Ishtar beside her, her eyes flashing with a cold killing intent towards Tang San and anticipation for the upcoming God War.

"Perhaps, I don't need to take action."

Istaru's tone remained calm and unwavering, her gaze sweeping lightly over the white-haired woman standing not far away, who always held her sword and exuded a chilling aura of annihilation.

"If we're talking about slaying gods, this powerful swordsman is probably more suitable than I am."

(End of this chapter)

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