Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

Nezha, now in his Three Heads and Eight Arms form, the one who only kills and never saves, sneered, "You stinky monkey, once I've dealt with him, I'll let you taste my power!"

"Since that's the case, I, Old Sun, will stop pretending!"

Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel into the ground, his eyes flashed with golden light, his monkey hair stood on end, and his golden chainmail burst open from the inside out.

Sun Wukong roared to the sky, and the purple-gold crown on his head exploded into a shower of light and dust, while the two pheasant feathers turned into green smoke and disappeared.

His spine cracked and popped, and his originally wiry body began to swell and grow to more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in size, transforming into a majestic water ape true form as imposing as a mountain.

If Ying Chengfeng were here, he would recognize that this was the giant ape who fought Yinglong to the death back then—the Great Sage Wuzhiqi, the Water Ape!

Compared to his previous appearance, Wuzhiqi has abandoned reason and become more primitive and ferocious!

Shen Jian looked at them, arms crossed, "If you two keep dawdling, I'll take him down by myself!"

On the battlefield, Yang Jian, who embodies the laws of heaven and earth, is locked in a fierce battle with Xing Tian.

Although Yang Jian could use his Heavenly Eye to observe Xing Tian's every move, he clearly couldn't gain any advantage over Xing Tian in close combat.

"Roar--"

Wuzhiqi roared and leaped into the battlefield, smashing his fists down at Xingtian.

Xing Tian raised his shield to block, his feet sinking into the ground, and the resulting shockwave was once again blocked by the True Martial Emperor...

Wuzhiqi's fists clashed and pounded relentlessly against Xingtian's square shield, hammering it deep into the ground like nails.

"You stinky monkey, don't steal my thunder!"

Nezha gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, while the Universe Ring, the Hun Tian Ling, the Golden Brick, the Yin Yang Sword, the Severing Karma Blade, and the Annihilation Asura Halberd in the hands of his other seven arms transformed into streams of light and merged into the Fire-Tipped Spear.

"red lotus……"

The Fire-Tipped Spear in Nezha's hand exuded a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble. Red lotus karmic fire coiled around the entire Fire-Tipped Spear, and overwhelming killing intent spread outwards.

"Burn the world!"

Nezha suddenly hurled the Fire-Tipped Spear at Xing Tian, ​​and the spear transformed into a raging tornado of karmic fire that pierced the heavens and the earth, leaving everything in its wake as ashes.

Sensing the terrifying aura of destruction emanating from the Fire-Tipped Spear, Wuzhiqi, who was fiercely fighting with Xingtian, instinctively dodged, leaving Xingtian behind.

Xing Tian could have dodged, but he chose to fight head-on instead!

Xing Tian raised the square shield, gathering spiritual power upon it. The beast patterns on the shield's surface lit up, "Spirit Shield: Hundred Beasts Charge!"

His spiritual power transformed into hundreds of ancient divine beasts, rushing towards the karmic fire tornado formed by Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear.

"Sorry, you can't get in my way!"

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye suddenly turned blood-red, and then a torrent of blood-red light shot out from it, engulfing Xing Tian's spirit shield and the hundred beasts.

"Then let's try this trick!"

Xing Tian abandoned his defenses, transforming all his spiritual power into the Eight Desolations Battle Qi and concentrating it on the giant axe in his hand. "In today's battle, it's either you who die, or I who perish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force erupted from the giant axe, causing the surrounding ground to crack and burst open, with flames shooting out from the ground.

"Spiritual Spirit Breaks Through Body - Overbearing Dance of Shield and Axe!"

Xing Tian swung his axe with all his might, unleashing a world-destroying blow. The axe light collided with the karmic fire tornado, turning the world crimson and instantly unleashing a violent gale that uprooted the surrounding trees.

A burst of scorching crimson light emanated from the sky, instantly evaporating Qian Shunhe. Layer upon layer of the ground was torn up, and rubble was carried by the gale and hurled to various places.

Even the True Martial Emperor had to stand up to ensure that the Greedy Camp was spared from being affected...

As the crimson light faded, Xing Tian's aura disappeared into the underworld, and Nezha, having reverted to his three-headed, eight-armed form, fell from the sky.

Yang Jian, who embodies the power of heaven and earth, caught him with one hand and placed him on the ground. The divine halberd flew over and asked, "How is it?"

Nezha spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to use the three-headed, eight-armed form for a long time!"

He sighed, "No wonder he's known as the God of War, Xing Tian. If that monkey hadn't blocked most of the damage for me, I might have been sent to my death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Lingming fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground, while Bei Luoshimen, who had fallen into a coma, also fell from the sky.

"True Lord!"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, and Bei Luo Shi Men's descent slowed down, finally landing gently on the ground, while Shi Ling Ming dissipated back into his body.

Now that Xing Tian has been sent away, there's probably no suspense left regarding Huangfu Longdou's situation...

Chapter 231: The Outcome is Set

"Huangfu Longdou, the outcome is decided, you can stop now..."

Li Moxuan drew his sword and pointed it at Huangfu Longdou, whose body was covered in wounds and half of his body was stained with blood.

His reckless fighting style overwhelmed even Li Moxuan, Bai Shui'er, and Sun Zhantian when they joined forces, temporarily suppressing them...

"Sister Zhantian, are you alright?"

Bai Shui'er supported Sun Zhantian. Although Sun Zhantian had exited the "Thunder Emperor" form, his body had reached its limit due to the activation of the Divine Thunder Seal.

Of course, Bai Shui'er herself was also not feeling well. Nezha's three-headed, eight-armed form was a great strain on her body, but compared to Sun Zhantian, her situation was better.

Feeling his spiritual energy slowly dissipating, Huangfu Longdou, who was kneeling on the ground, coughed up blood, clutched his chest, and took a deep breath. "Let's do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the space behind him rippled, and Xuanma emerged from it, grabbing Huangfu Longdou's shoulder. "Longdou, run!"

"Mysterious Heavenly Severing Karma Sword!"

A flash of sword light, and Xuanma's figure vanished, leaving only a broken celestial fox tail on the ground...

Has a master intervened?

Li Moxuan turned around and, following the direction of the sword light, saw the True Martial Emperor walking towards him step by step. His intuition told him that this uncle was no ordinary person.

"You're Zi... a friend of one of her juniors?"

Junior?

Li Moxuan was stunned for a moment before noticing Yuan Xichen behind the True Martial Emperor. When did he have such a powerful senior? And... why is his face so pale?

Yuan Xichen stepped forward and asked, "Mo Xuan, are you alright? How's the situation over there?"

"Everything's fine on my end, but you..."

Li Moxuan looked Yuan Xichen up and down, sensing that his breathing was a little weak. "Why is your face so pale, like you have albinism? And your breathing is so weak..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine..."

Yuan Xichen changed the subject, leaned close to Li Moxuan's ear, and whispered the introduction of the True Martial Emperor, "This is the True Martial Emperor..."

Li Moxuan paused for a moment, looking at the True Martial Emperor who was drinking from the cinnabar gourd, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The True Martial Emperor is a being who subdues all demons and evil spirits in the Three Realms, and commands the ghosts and monsters of Fengdu and the underworld, preventing the evil leaders of the Three Realms from harming living beings. How could he possibly descend into the underworld at will?

Wait a minute...

Li Moxuan realized what was happening and looked at Yuan Xichen suspiciously. If he really was the True Martial Emperor, how could he be standing next to Yuan Xichen?

His face was so pale, and his breathing was so weak, could it be...?

"Mo Xuan!"

At this moment, Yang Qianhong, who had helped settle the wounded, ran over anxiously and said, "Xian Gong has been captured!"

Li Moxuan's attention was instantly drawn. "You mean Lü Xiangong? Who kidnapped her?"

"It's that woman and Ying Chengfeng from just now..."

Yang Qianhong clenched her small hands tightly, her voice filled with self-reproach, "She was seriously injured in the Immortal Palace. If it weren't for protecting me, she wouldn't have been captured..."

"Mo Xuan... what do we do?"

Li Moxuan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to save her. Ying Chengfeng wants the divine pearl in my possession, so I won't let anything happen to her. As for Xuanma..."

He turned to look at the battered and bruised Huangfu Longdou behind him, "Cuff him and prepare to take him back to Nandou Street and imprison him in the ninth level of Zhenyu Tianyuan!"

Li Moxuan still doesn't understand Huangfu Longdou's position in Xuanma's heart. What if she bypasses Ying Chengfeng and secretly tears up Huangfu Longdou after learning of his death?

"Everyone's tired now, let's go back and rest for a while!"

The main base of the Divine Martial Spirit Legion, Reincarnation City.

"Xuanma, are you injured?"

Sensing the disordered aura emanating from Xuanma, Ying Chengfeng was somewhat surprised. "You didn't bring Long Dou back?"

"Yes, Xing Tian has been defeated!"

Blood dripped down his right arm as Xuanma regulated his spiritual energy to heal his severed tail. "I intended to take Long Dou away, but that middle-aged man attacked again..."

"I never imagined that a mere 'Greedy Camp' could grow to this extent!"

Ying Chengfeng sighed. Now, apart from Xuanma, all the Dragon Chess Generals had perished. Looking around, he realized that he had no one left who could be of use.

Although Ying Chengfeng had previously used Yinglong's power to summon the Dragon Chess General, Yinglong could not help him a second time in a short period of time.

So now, besides Xuanma, he only has the Dragon Chess Soldiers whom Tiezu previously helped train.

After recovering slightly from his injuries, Xuanma asked, "Didn't you bring someone back? What do you plan to do with her?"

"Just proceed according to plan!"

Ying Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, "If Li Moxuan is unwilling to hand over the Divine Pearl for her sake, then kill her!"

"Anyway, human lifespan is limited. I've already waited for hundreds of years, so what's another hundred years?"

"Once we've outlived this whole group, I'll summon Dragon Chess General again and continue our plan!"

Xuanma frowned slightly. "Ying Chengfeng, don't forget, you promised me you'd have it help me rebuild the Wasteland of the Desolate God!"

"Of course I remember our deal, but my help is only after the plan is complete. Anyway, a hundred years isn't a long time for you, is it?"

Ying Chengfeng walked past Xuanma, not forgetting to make promises, "Xuanma, once my plan is complete, I will possess the power of creation, and rebuilding the Wasteland of the Desolate God will not be difficult!"

"By the way, could you please help treat that woman's wounds? She'd better not die before we figure out Li Moxuan's attitude..."

Genma took a deep breath, "I understand..."

As Ying Chengfeng's figure disappeared from sight, Xuanma turned and walked towards the dungeon where Lü Xiangong was imprisoned.

At this moment, in a cell in the dungeon, Lü Xiangong's hands were handcuffed with spirit-locking stone handcuffs, and the ground was already stained red with blood flowing from the wounds on his legs.

"Open the cell door!"