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Luo Yu blasted the Rakshasa God away with a punch.

The three women and Tang Chen were instantly shocked, hardly believing their own eyes.

Just a moment ago, aside from Hulena, they had all crossed hands with the Rakshasa God.

They knew full well how strong the Rakshasa God was; merely surviving one hit without dying was already a sign of strength.

But to send the opponent flying?

That was something they didn't even dare to think about.

It was simply terrifying.

Tang Chen lay on the ground, clenching his fists tightly.

At that moment, he realized how ridiculous it had been to mock Luo Yu earlier.

Before, he had said that Luo Yu was no match for himself who wielded the Big Xumi Hammer.

In fact, his Big Xumi Hammer was shattered by just one finger of the Rakshasa God.

Now, Luo Yu had blasted the Rakshasa God away.

Tang Chen covered his chest, filled with fear.

If Luo Yu had really taken issue with him back then, he probably would have been reduced to ashes with just one move.

How did he cultivate?

Why are they all such monsters?

Tang Chen looked at the two figures in the sky with a bitter and fearful expression.

After being blasted away, the Rakshasa God's face turned incredibly gloomy.

He glanced at his somewhat trembling fist, the knuckles still bleeding.

His pupils couldn't help but contract.

He was extremely astonished.

Impossible, how could this boy possibly break through his painstakingly cultivated Divine Body?

Luo Yu's cold and mocking voice sounded.

"Thinking about something? Are you wondering why I was able to send you flying?"

The Rakshasa God looked up, squinting his eyes, and said,

"It's just that this god was careless."

"I never expected that I would indeed underestimate you."

Luo Yu shook his head.

"No, you just think too highly of yourself."

"Swish!"

He turned into a nine-colored rainbow and vanished on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Rakshasa, launching a fierce kick towards his chin.

The Rakshasa God's heart skipped a beat.

Avoiding to the side, he hastily dodged.

The gust of wind brought about by Luo Yu's kick soared into the sky, directly shattering the dome of the Rakshasa God Temple.

Breaking open a huge hole.

Rubble thundered down.

Crashing to the ground.

A blood moon appeared in the sky.

"Huff——"

The Rakshasa God pointed at Luo Yu, his voice suddenly turning abnormally sharp.

He couldn't help but express his inner amazement.

"You... How can your flesh be so strong?"

"Impossible."

"Absolutely impossible."

"I must not be mistaken, this is the strength of a Deity-Level body."

"Heh heh."

Luo Yu sneered, giving no response.

Moving swiftly, he attacked again, striking ferociously.

Each blow caused a thunderous sound and divine light to flicker.

The mighty power of qi and blood filled the space.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Divine Body the Rakshasa God prided himself on was pushed back again and again, brutally beaten by Luo Yu.

"How did you cultivate your body!"

"Just a single Dragon King inheritance, it definitely can't be to this extent."

The Rakshasa God looked as if he had seen the most inconceivable thing.

For he knew very well how much effort he had put into creating and forging his current Divine Body.

A massive amount of resources, the massacre of countless creatures.

He had even merged with a great formation, absorbing five pieces of Divine Armament.

Yet, in a head-to-head match, he couldn't best the mere mortal body of the Dragon Clan Remnants.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Thunderous sounds like explosions echoed through the sky, with the two clashing figures moving at an ultimate speed.

Even an Ultimate Douluo could not capture their speed with the naked eye.

Tang Chen's mouth hung open.

He really hadn't expected Luo Yu to be able to fight the Rakshasa God and even gain the upper hand.

This was a true head-to-head battle, with no guile or tricks.

This was absolute, raw power.

Bi Bidong and the three women's beautiful eyes sparkled, utterly fascinated.

"Turns out we underestimated Brother Yu," Bossi murmured.

"Can't blame us, who could've thought Brother Yu still had something up his sleeve, to be this powerful," Bi Bidong spat out.

Hulena had already covered her mouth, silent.

She couldn't imagine that Luo Yu could now stand toe to toe with a True God after just a few years.

Numb with shock throughout his body.

"Boom!"

In the air, like a sudden clap of thunder on the ground, it exploded.

Deafening.

A shadow was blasted out, smashing into the depths of the earth.

Another shadow was bathed in a surging aura of blood, surrounded by a nine-colored radiance.

His black hair wildly danced as if he were a demon god himself.

It was Luo Yu.

His clothes were already tattered, revealing his robust upper body.

His muscles were sharply defined, like diamonds, shimmering with a radiant treasure light.

He looked down indifferently and shook his head.

"Rakshasa old dog, you—"

"No way!"

"Go fuck yourself."

From the depths of the earth, a bellow erupted, and a purple-black silhouette shot up into the sky, filled with rage, and blasted toward Luo Yu.

"Tsk."

Luo Yu's eyes focused as he exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His muscles twisted and writhed like dragons, blood energy burst forth.

He threw a punch as if a thousand dragons were dancing and ten thousand were roaring.

"Bang!"

The furious purple-black figure rushing towards him was sent flying back with a single punch.

Again smashing into the ground.

Even more miserable than before.

"Heh."

Luo Yu couldn't help but sneer.

The corners of his mouth curled up, showing disdain.

"Rakshasa old dog."

"Don't lie there."

"Stand up."

Tang Chen was utterly numb, cursing incredulously in his heart.

How could he be so strong?

Why could this guy be so powerful?

The dreadful Rakshasa God, treated like a dog and brutally beaten?

Is the gap between people really this huge?

Bi Bidong and Bossi exchanged glances, both seeing the disbelief and pride in each other's eyes.

Because that was their man.

At first, there was no sound from the depths of the earth, then rolls of evil black aura surged forth.

The Rakshasa God's voice sounded.

Unlike before, full of frenzy.

The voice was chilling to the extreme.

"Mortal, you have successfully angered me."

He rose from the ground, his body bathed in blood, purple-black blood flowing.

His arm was already broken.

Paired with those eerie pupils, he was incredibly sinister.

"You dare, to destroy this piece of art I have crafted."

"Unforgivable."

Eight blood-colored lights circulated on the Rakshasa God's chest.

He extended his unbroken right arm, his fingers positioned upright, and violently poked one of the lights.

"Puchi!"

Flesh was instantly pierced, spraying a large splash of blood.

The Rakshasa God didn't even blink, the wicked smile on his lips growing more severe.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the heavens and earth began to shake.

Purple-black aura and wails of a myriad of wronged souls poured out crazily from the shattered point of flesh.

Resentment soared skyward, enveloping everything.

Luo Yu frowned.

Summoning the Sea God's Trident.

He flung the trident, not at the Rakshasa, but in front of Bi Bidong and the other women. Divine Armament had a spirit of its own and protected its owners automatically.

Guarding the women.

The Rakshasa God opened his mouth wide and swallowed all the blood aura and wronged souls emanating from the chest lights into his mouth.

His momentum dramatically surged upward.

Far surpassing his previous state.

He eerily said, "Boy, it's an enormous honor for you that the eight seals within this god's body allow me to activate one."

He licked his lips.

"Though there are losses, killing you will make up for everything."

"It won't affect the plans I have to unfold later on."

"Old dog, you're the only one with a contingency?"

Luo Yu beckoned with his fingers.

Then, the light around his body intensified, and seven Soul Rings rose and spun.

From these, the seventh Soul Ring flew out, quickly merging into his body.