Seeing his side's Martial God Realm powerhouses falling one after another, Os was filled with despair and terror, yet a fierce will to survive drove him to make one final struggle. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes. As his staff flashed with light once more, he began to chant, actually burning his own vital essence in a desperate attempt to boost his power, break through Xuanyuan Wuhen's blockade, and carve out a path to survival.
As his vital essence burned, a bizarre blood-red light enveloped Os, and his aura surged instantly, plunging him into a manic state. He whipped his staff forward, and a flash of blood-red holy power surged like a raging torrent toward Xuanyuan Wuhen, distorting and scorching the very space in its wake.
At the sight of this, Xuanyuan Wuhen's eyes flicked with solemnity, though he felt no fear. He took a deep breath, channeled his true qi to the limit, and jerked his spear. The tip burst with dazzling light as he met the torrent of blood-red holy power. "Hmph, a dying struggle!" Xuanyuan Wuhen sneered. Like a dragon, his spear slammed violently into the red light. Instantly, a heaven-shaking roar erupted, light splattered in all directions, and a powerful shockwave rippled outward from the two of them. Sand and gravel from the battlefield were swept into the sky, forming a thick curtain of dust and smoke.
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