Chapter 256 Doomed Failure

In the deep space of the universe, it seemed as if endless darkness enveloped the entire space and time, with only the silently flowing light looming in the distance.

The silent void was like dead water, so quiet that it made people tremble. The starlight was dim, and the twinkling stars were like candles that were about to go out, as if hinting at some impending destruction.

Tang San stood in the silence, a tragic divine light emanating from his body, his face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The six divine stars surrounding him were now flashing with crazy and mournful light. Each of them carried an indescribable frenzy, as if burning all the power.

The loss of divine power was as irreversible as the tide. He had pushed himself to the limit and had no way back.

He slowly raised his hand, and the six stars trembled violently. In the center, a blood-red light burst out and condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into a strange red vortex, as captivating as an abyss.

Tang San raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.

With a low roar, his cracked throne trembled violently again, and the power of the God King burned out in his palm, gathering into his final killing move. In an instant, the starlight in the dark sky seemed to be swallowed by the blood-colored vortex, and only the terrifying red light remained in the entire space, filled with the breath of destruction.

“Go!”

There was a glimmer of madness in Tang San’s eyes, a sinister grin appeared on his face, and he tightly grasped the super artifact Shura Sword in his hand. Six brilliant rays of divine power flashed on the sword’s edge, like a judgment from the heavens.

He murmured in a low voice: “The Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms… is enough to make everything disappear!”

With a roar, Tang San poured all his divine power into the sword. At that moment, the Shura Sword shone brightly, illuminating the entire void and making it tremble.

The blood-red light rising from the sword intertwined with the six divine powers, transforming into a long rainbow of destruction, tearing through the void, and with the momentum of destroying everything, slashing towards the direction where Tang Wulin was.

However, just as this devastating blow was about to strike, Tang San suddenly turned around, sneered, and swung the Shura Sword, and the sword tip suddenly changed direction – pointing directly at the Douluo Plane in the distance!

The power of the God King and the power of the six gods carried by the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms were all gathered into one, carrying an unimaginable aura of destruction, cutting through the silent starry sky and sweeping towards the Douluo plane.

At that moment, the starlight in the void seemed to be swallowed up by this tremendous power, dimming and appearing to mourn for this plane that was about to be destroyed.

Tang Wulin’s expression was calm.

It seemed that he had realized Tang San’s intention long ago, and there was a faint nine-colored light flashing in his eyes.

He waved his hand gently, and then his figure stood in front of the “Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms”!
In the void, the “Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms” condensed by the power of the six divine kings split the darkness of the sea of ​​stars, forming a dazzling and terrifying band of light.

The blood-colored halo above the sword light was intertwined with the light of the six divine powers, and every inch of it exuded a violent aura of destruction, as if it could tear apart the texture of space and bring about an irreversible doomsday.

Wherever the sword light passed, the surrounding space twisted and collapsed. The starlight dimmed and was swallowed up by the breath of destruction. The void seemed to be wailing, as if watching the demise of a world.

The nebula in the distance trembled under the aftermath of the sword energy, pieces of void surged like water waves, and broken fragments of space dragged long trails behind the sword light.

Gu Yuena’s eyes widened in an instant. She clearly felt the breath of destruction and could even see the existence of the destructive sword light through the void.

Her expression was full of uneasiness, knowing very well how terrifying this sword that Tang San had swung with all his strength was.

“Wulin…”

Gu Yuena’s heart tightened at this moment and her fingers trembled slightly.

She knew that Tang Wulin would stop him, but she still couldn’t suppress the worry in her heart.

As the sword light approached, Tang Wulin stood quietly in the starry sky, with a faint nine-colored light lingering around him. His expression was calm as he looked at the destructive sword light sweeping across, as if he had already anticipated Tang San’s intention. He did not retreat, but took a step forward, gently waved his right hand, and the nine-colored light flowed out from his palm, turning into a soft and impeccable barrier that covered him.

In an instant, the nine-colored divine power collided head-on with the “Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms”!
Boom! !

Long——!
The violent roar seemed to echo in the silent void, the blood-red sword light and the nine-colored light intertwined and entangled, and the place of collision burst out with dazzling light like a star exploding, illuminating the entire dark starry sky.

With the impact point as the center, cracks slowly expanded in all directions, as if the endless void was torn into countless cracks, swallowing up the silence around it.

Tang Wulin stood still, nine-colored light gushed out from his palm, soft yet extremely tough, firmly wrapping the destructive sword light.

He did not show the slightest sign of embarrassment, and even his face remained calm, as he focused on dissolving the violent energy layer by layer.

The destructive force seemed surging, but under the embrace of the nine-colored divine power, it collapsed and dissipated inch by inch.

Tang Wulin and Tang San are no longer in the same realm.

Even if Tang San tried his best, he couldn’t hurt him at all. The only thing he was worried about was Douluo Star in the distance.

When each sword energy was devoured and dissolved by the nine-colored divine power, a hint of heaviness appeared in Tang Wulin’s eyes. He used the most meticulous way to eliminate this violent divine power into nothingness, not allowing any trace of the power to affect the distant starry sky.

He didn’t want the people on Douluo Star or the lives on other planets to be harmed.

The violent blood-red sword light was gradually completely dissolved by the nine-colored light until it was completely annihilated.

Tang Wulin’s eyes were calm as he slowly withdrew his hand, as if everything before him was just a breeze.

Douluo Star was hanging safely in the distant starry sky, without being affected in any way.

Finally, the destructive sword light gradually dimmed under Tang Wulin’s nine-color divine power, and was melted and swallowed layer by layer until it disappeared without a trace. Finally, the violent blood-colored aura was completely swallowed up by the nine-color streamer, turning into a wisp of light smoke, and dissipated in the deep space of the universe shrouded by the glory of destruction.

Tang Wulin slowly withdrew his hand, and the nine-colored light on his fingertips gradually dissipated, but his eyes were still like the boundless sea of ​​stars, deep and cold.

Nine-color streams of light flowed slowly in his eyes, as if containing endless stars. The flickering light outlined fine veins, like countless hidden spider silks, interweaving in the dark, weaving a picture of the future that could not be peeked into.

His pupils seemed to reflect the entire vein of the universe, distant and mysterious, with tiny points of light passing through them, outlining countless possible futures, crisscrossing and reflecting his control over his destiny.

Those veins were sometimes bright, sometimes dim, flowing slowly in his eyes like an endless river of stars, carrying all the variables of the future.

This is the Dragon God.

Past, present, Future.

At this point, everything is under Tang Wulin’s control.

In the deep space, Tang San had already taken advantage of the time Tang Wulin was dealing with the final blow to escape back to the Douluo God Realm.

As for what he is doing now.
Tang Wulin snorted coldly, full of contempt for this former legend on Douluo Continent.

“Just a lucky bastard.”

But he is still very curious about the mystery of his future and needs to be solved.

(End of this chapter)