Douluo: Soul-Breaking spear

Chapter 275: Defeating the Rakshasa's Divine Will

Yang Potian and Qian Renxue joined forces to confront the Rakshasa's divine will, gaining a decisive advantage within minutes. The Rakshasa's dark aura was forced back, thinning rapidly.

Suddenly, the Rakshasa's will roared as black mist surged from all corners of Slaughter City, flooding into its form and restoring its strength in moments.

"Ha! You pathetic ants! As long as evil thoughts remain in Slaughter City and I stand above this Shura Blood Sea, I am undefeatable. You will never kill me!"

Yang Potian snorted. "Ridiculous. Do you really think you're a god? I've already dealt with the fallen ones in Slaughter City. Let's see how many times you can recover!"

With that, Yang Potian's seventh spirit ring flared, his golden body glinting with threads of blood-red. This was his seventh spirit ability: Martial Soul True Form. His attack, defense, and spiritual strength surged, transforming the entire space into a blood-red prison—a skill he called Blood Prison, a secondary effect of his seventh spirit ability.

As Yang Potian activated his Martial Soul True Form, the Rakshasa's divine will weakened visibly. Constructed from dark energy and evil thoughts, it was highly vulnerable to the suppression of Yang Potian's Blood Prison.

Bathed in red light, Yang Potian's Shura Domain expanded, blanketing the space and suppressing even divine powers. Wielding the Shura Demon Sword, he unleashed its full brilliance, slicing through the Rakshasa's shadow with unmatched force.

The Rakshasa's dark scythe and the Shura Demon Sword clashed with unexpected results. The scythe shattered beneath the Shura Demon Sword's blow, and the Rakshasa's form split in two.

But even then, tendrils of black mist coalesced, reforming the Rakshasa's body.

"Foolish mortal!" the Rakshasa taunted. "I told you, as an evil god like Shura, your powers cannot destroy me!"

Qian Renxue stepped forward, her voice cutting through the air. "He might not be able to kill you, but I can."

Qian Renxue's ninth spirit ring glowed, unleashing a vast golden light that illuminated all of Slaughter City as if to purify the world itself. This was her ninth spirit ability, Angelic Divine Light—a hundred-thousand-year skill, more potent than Qian Daoliu's.

Under the Angelic Divine Light, the Rakshasa's divine will screamed in agony, black mist evaporating rapidly as if it were being dissolved by the holy energy.

The Rakshasa's will cackled through its pain. "How amusing to see the heirs of Shura and the Angel Gods join forces. But I won't let you have the last laugh!"

With its final words, the Shura Blood Sea began to boil, the air filled with murderous intent that coalesced into a massive, dark Rakshasa scythe, as though it could split the heavens. An immense black domain radiated from the scythe, overwhelming both Qian Renxue's Angelic Domain and Yang Potian's Shura Domain.

Explosions erupted through the space as the three domains collided, creating a tempest that threatened to tear apart the very fabric of reality.

In the clash of these fields, the Rakshasa Domain seemed to gain the upper hand, its divine power overwhelming Qian Renxue's holy energy. After all, she was only a Titled Douluo, not yet a true god, so her Angelic Domain fell short.

Yang Potian gritted his teeth, channeling all his power into the Shura Demon Sword. The Shura Blood Sea resonated with his sword, which unleashed a mighty, crimson slash, cutting through the Rakshasa Domain and slicing into the Rakshasa's form.

Despite the blow, the Rakshasa's divine will reformed instantly. "I told you, mortal. As long as I share Shura's origins, you cannot kill me with that sword alone."

Yang Potian turned to Qian Renxue. "Renxue, give me the Angelic Holy Sword! I'll end him with it!"

Qian Renxue hesitated, her eyes narrowing. After a brief pause, she handed the holy sword to Yang Potian.

Now wielding both the Shura Demon Sword in his right hand and the Angelic Holy Sword in his left, Yang Potian charged. He used the Shura Demon Sword to break through the Rakshasa's defenses, then struck with the Angelic Holy Sword, slicing into the Rakshasa's shadowy form. Holy energy poured through the wound, eroding the evil essence from within, preventing the Rakshasa's will from regenerating.

Seizing the opportunity, Qian Renxue activated her secondary ninth spirit ability: Angel's Kiss. Her giant six-winged angel spirit radiated divine light, enveloping the entire space with a purifying warmth.

The Rakshasa's will had no way to recover from the onslaught, suffering severe injuries that shook its form.

Yang Potian glowed with golden light as he brought the Angelic Holy Sword down once more, severing the Rakshasa's head with a single slash.

The Rakshasa's divine will let out a piercing scream. "You pitiful mortals! Even in death, I'll take you with me!"

Black energy exploded from Slaughter City, condensing into one final, dark scythe. Under the pair's horrified gaze, it detonated, sending a torrent of black energy surging across the space, shaking the foundations of reality itself.

In response, Yang Potian's main spirit manifested, shattering three spirit rings as he summoned all his power into his third spirit ability, Gluttonous Guardian. A massive, celestial beast materialized around him and Qian Renxue, a wall of pure defense capable of withstanding even divine attacks.

Despite Gluttonous Guardian's formidable defense, remnants of the dark energy seeped into both their bodies. They heard the taunting whisper of the Rakshasa: "Your defenses are impressive, but I am born of evil itself. Even the gods carry darkness in their hearts. This dark energy will pull you both into the abyss."

With the Rakshasa's final words, all traces of its dark essence faded from Slaughter City. Yet Yang Potian and Qian Renxue could feel an unsettling presence within them, as though they stood at the edge of an infernal chasm, surrounded by shadows.

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