Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

With a sonorous dragon roar, Tang Mohuang's real body almost instantly turned into a red light, directly merging into the enormous fiery dragon illusion.

The moment his real body merged, the already colossal fiery dragon shrank by about a third, distancing itself slightly from the sword beam, but the dragon's form became even more substantial.

A giant flower bloomed atop the fiery dragon's head in an instant, and it was none other than the Ephemeral Sunflower.

As the Ephemeral Sunflower amplified its presence, the fiery glow on the dragon burst forth like a solid substance into the air, slightly slowing down the descent of the tremendous sword beam. Simultaneously, the fiery dragon opened its mouth and expelled the Three Heavenly Fire Beads. Like three meteors, the beads consecutively struck the immense sword beam.

In midair, explosions of red, orange, and blue flames erupted one after another, and the colossal sword beam descending from the sky paused thrice, as if it would split heaven and earth, before it became faintly more illusory.

However, the Three Heavenly Fire Beads ultimately got deflected one after the other, and the weakened sword beam continued to drop, slashing toward the fiery dragon.

So strong...

Tang Mohuang used his real body to urge the Three Heavenly Fire Beads, clearly going all out to block. Even with the power of the greatest divine tool of the Fire Dragon Clan combined with his strength at the peak of the Great Demon King, he still couldn't stop the sword beam?

Tang Mohuang himself did not expect such an outcome. But he had no time to hesitate, as his fiery dragon form already felt the life-threatening menace of the terrifying sword beam.

Atop the dragon's head, the Ephemeral Sunflower, now enhancing by thirty percent, almost instantly ignited. At once, brilliant golden-red light covered the entire dragon's body and then erupted from it. The intense gold-red flames, mixed with Fire Dragon King Tang Mohuang's own flames, morphed into an immense dragon-shaped pillar of fire that collided with the descending sword beam in the sky, unleashing dazzling light and horrendous explosive force.

Without a doubt, Tang Mohuang played his last card, using the newly obtained Ephemeral Sunflower as a one-time item, releasing the domain power of the Sunflower Spirit Clan and merging it with his own domain power for an even more potent force.

If not utterly necessary, he would never have done this because it was simply too wasteful.

If the Ephemeral Sunflower could be used over a long period, he might even have directly comprehended the domain of the Sunflower Spirit Clan. Combined with his own domain, his cultivation base would inevitably soar even higher.

But in the face of a battle for the throne, a matter of life and death, Tang Mohuang had no time for hesitation.

The deflected Three Heavenly Fire Beads flew back in an arc, also injecting copious flames into the immense dragon-shaped pillar of fire.

"Boom—"

A violent boom shook heaven and earth, and in an instant, countless flames scattered in all directions. Except for Tang San and his Blue Gold Tree phantom, which were protected by the projection of the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor, almost the entire competition ground was devastated by the bombing.

The terrible energies raged and erupted wildly. The dragon-shaped pillar of fire disintegrated almost instantly, while the sword intent of the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor also vanished in a flash.

"Bang," the massive fiery dragon's real body slammed heavily onto the ground, with horns on its head snapped, dragon scales flying everywhere, and a giant gash that was fifteen meters long and half a meter deep sliced across its shoulders.

The entire arena fell silent.

Is this the disparity between an Emperor and a Great Demon King? It seemed only a difference in one rank. Yet, a Dragon Clan Great Demon King putting forth all his effort, employing his sacred artifact, and all his powers, was still unable to fully block a weaker emperor's use of a preserved strike from an item? What a tremendous gap!

The spectators were more fearful, and the combatants who were still able to participate in the battle for the throne revealed eager looks in their eyes. To become an emperor meant a colossal difference between heaven and earth!

"Aaao——" With a dragon roar filled with pain and anger, sounding somewhat hoarse, the massive body of the fiery dragon transformed back into a human form. Tang Mohuang's left arm hung limply by his side, and with his right hand holding the lance, he thrust it toward Tang San.

Enduring the strike from the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor had cost more than anticipated. The Ephemeral Sunflower had been consumed before it could be fully utilized, and it had sustained severe injuries itself. The rampant sword qi within its body was not easily dissipated. This would undoubtedly have a significant impact on what it had assumed could still be achieved in the subsequent battles for the throne. How could Tang Mohuang not be as furious as a lunatic?

However, as it charged towards Tang San, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on its face. It was shocked to see that the phantom of the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor behind Tang San had not vanished, and neither had the statue of the Sword Saint he held. It even saw the Clan Leader of Blue Gold Tree Tribe grinning at him.

"Bang——" The statue in Tang San's hand suddenly exploded, and the phantom of the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor behind him soared into the air, and the immense sword beam appeared again, domineering over all!

In that instant when the terrifying sword beam erupted in the sky, Tang Mohuang felt as if all the bloodlines in his body were about to congeal. No longer able to care about his anger and unwillingness, he shouted in horror: "I surrender."

Just having withstood the attack from the Sword Saint Big Demon Emperor once, the fearsome sword intent was enough to scare the daylights out of it. When the sword beam soared once again, even the sword qi that had not yet been forced out of its body showed a tendency to explode; it dared not continue to resist. There were no rules in the battle for the throne, and death meant truly being dead. Although the seat of the emperor was important, one's own life was of even greater importance! Tang Mohuang dared not resist anymore.

Just as the Soul-Stealing Spirit King was about to intervene and deal with the powerful sword beam, the next moment, the sword beam exploded in midair, transforming into countless bursts of fine sword qi scattering in every direction.

This is...

At this time, Tang Mohuang was not far from Tang San, and when the sword qi soared again, it had no choice but to curl up defensively, gripping the Dragon Lance, which now seemed to tremble slightly. Under the reflection of the sword beam that spread across the sky, it appeared even more insignificant.

"How, how could you possibly make the Sword Saint Sculpture release a second attack? Isn't it a one-time thing?" Tang Mohuang looked at Tang San, full of reluctance, with a face brimming with disbelief.

Tang San shrugged and said, "It is a one-time thing! The second time was just to scare you. I didn't expect you to surrender just like that, thanks for giving way."

Looking at the smile on Tang San's face, Tang Mohuang felt as if struck by lightning. Just a bluff? And it had been bluffed?

Under the watchful eyes of a crowd and the witness of over a dozen emperors, it had just shouted its surrender at the top of its lungs. This was more than just a matter of public humiliation. It wished it could find a hole to crawl into.

It lost, it actually lost, lost to this member of the Blue Gold Tree Clan. Tang Mohuang's face alternated between shades of green and white, its aura extremely unstable, almost as if it was about to rush forward in a rage.

At this moment, the Soul-Stealing Spirit King descended from the sky, landing between the two. With a calm gaze, he announced: "Tang Mohuang has conceded, Jin Miaolin of the Blue Gold Tree Clan is victorious!"

The second elimination round, cleared!

Tang Mohuang slumped to the ground as if completely drained of spirit, essence, and energy, his eyes filled with despair. It had given its all, but still ended up losing to the opponent. How utterly inconceivable? And what the opponent had used to win was just an item purchased from an auction. It was as if it had been defeated by money! In the second round, it didn't even make it past the second round. And to lose to such an opponent...

Unable to suppress the sword qi inside its body any longer, Tang Mohuang spewed out a mouthful of blood and toppled to the ground, fainting away. It was unclear whether it truly fainted or pretended to faint because it could not bear the shame.

After bowing respectfully to the Soul-Stealing Spirit King, Tang San then rose up and returned to his own resting room.