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"What... not good!"
Yang Fuhai shouted, but it was too late to stop it. Just as he was about to take action, Wang Long had already blocked in front of him, and a flash of lightning forced him to dodge.
At the same time, the city that had fallen from the sky brought with it an immense pressure and a force exceeding tens of millions of pounds, crashing down heavily! It struck the Taotie!
Boom!
This time, it truly felt like the heavens and earth were reversing!
Although the Taotie appeared enormous to ordinary people, it was ultimately just a living creature, measuring only a few dozen yards in size and less than a hundred yards tall.
However, Bronze City was a genuine small city! It could accommodate thousands of people, forged from bronze and composed of gold and stone, weighing almost tens of millions of pounds, even hundreds of millions!
Moreover, it was falling from the Sky!
It was no different from an entire mountain pressing down. The Taotie didn't even grunt before being completely forced down into the depths of the ocean, unable to struggle at all, suppressed all the way down to the deepest part of the sea!
The waves were truly overwhelming, rising to dozens of yards high! Even the Sea Stabilizing Ship was like a toy in front of such waves, swaying precariously and on the verge of capsizing at any moment!
"You bastard!"
Yang Fuhai roared in anger. In a moment of carelessness, he had allowed Wang Long to use his own treasure to deal a fatal blow to his fierce beast! How could this not drive him into a frenzy?
His entire body seemed to explode!
Yang Fuhai transformed into a ball of flames, a shooting star! He charged directly at Wang Long!
Wang Long's eyes flashed with brilliance as he shouted loudly, "Come on!"
The Thunder Element Clone around him immediately dissipated, no, it was not dissipating but transforming into the Thunder Element Armor, which adhered closely to his body. At the same time, the Ancient True Dragon Bone Essence that had just been devoured mixed in, making the armor indestructible and invincible!
A flame collided with a bolt of lightning in an instant!
The fire surged upward from the ground, while the thunder suddenly fell from the sky. The two faced each other at an angle, like light and darkness, like fire and ice, like day and night, like dreams and reality, filled with irreconcilable hatred and unwavering determination, colliding madly and recklessly!
Light scattered, flames erupted, electricity, light, fire, thunder exploded, shattered, collapsed, spread out, trembled, life and death emerged from the void! In an instant, they vanished!
Then, everything seemed to come to an end...
The figures of the two reappeared from the flames and ashes, from the thunder and silence, but they were both covered in blood and injuries; there was not a single intact part on their bodies!
This strike that burned their lives determined the final outcome!
Wang Long's Thunder Element Armor slowly peeled away, even the essence of Dragon Bone began to dissipate into nothingness...
Meanwhile, one treasure after another around Yang Fuhai exploded, collapsed, was destroyed, and disappeared... leaving only his own body behind, its brilliance scattered and colors faded.
In the next moment...
His body—from skin and hair to muscles and membranes, then to bones and tendons—was gradually stripped away from the outside inwards, reaching his blood, meridians, organs, brain, spine, bone marrow, even every thread of Vital Energy began to slowly peel away, dissipate, be blown away into nothingness.
Wang Long gasped for breath; the intense pain felt as if his entire being was falling apart. His bones were completely shattered; his internal organs were entirely damaged and broken—he was likely at his last gasp.
However, after all... this strike... he had won!
Yang Fuhai was dying!
One artifact after another turned to ash, burning, extinguishing, and falling into the sea; drops of blood, as if scorched by flames, slowly evaporated, either falling or vaporizing directly, disappearing without a trace.
His expression seemed frozen, motionless, as a beam of light slowly emerged from his forehead, spreading as if to split his entire head in two.
However, Yang Fuhai suddenly revealed a hint of a smile, tinged with bitterness but also a sense of relief.
"Brother... I have tried my best! Although unifying the world and dominating the Nine Provinces and Four Seas is your will, I have never doubted anything or raised any objections..."
"You say this is for father's last wishes; I nodded in agreement. Yet I clearly saw the fire in your eyes—those are the flames of war and greed!"
"You say that after unifying the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, I would become the Lord of the Four Seas. But you do not know that if I were the only one left in this world, I would rather be a small Island Lord, living leisurely and comfortably every day..."
His entire body began to shatter, slowly dispersing like falling meteor dust, blown by the sea breeze, gradually disappearing...
"I think you have seen through me! When I could not fully control Taotie, you saw into my heart; there was no greed as I pretended to show on the surface..."
"Regardless, in this life, I have no regrets... It's just a pity that I did not see you dominate the world, ascend to the throne as emperor, and be worshipped by the Nine Provinces and Four Seas with millions of subjects admiring you."
The final beam of light flashed by, and Yang Fuhai's entire being returned to unity, reverting to its origin, returning to simplicity, transforming into rich Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Wang Long coughed up a mouthful of blood and sighed deeply.
Over a hundred thousand remnants of soldiers, along with commanders and elders from both sides and the Four Sea Dragon Kings, all raised their heads to look at the horizon.
Although Wang Long was on the verge of collapse, he still stood firm and raised his hand high in mid-air, shouting loudly: "Yang Fuhai is dead! Those who resist will be killed!"
Yet those Human Soldiers were surprisingly valiant; even though Yang Fuhai was dead, there was little panic among them. They continued to fight fiercely against the forces of Kyushu Islands and the Four Sea Dragon Kings with their iron cannons and Tower Ships.
Wang Long, feeling helpless, slowly descended, intending to join the chaotic battle. Suddenly, he sensed a white figure landing beside him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder.
"You have exhausted your strength; it would be best to rest for now. Here, with me and the Dragon Kings and Elders, it is already sufficient..."
Wang Long turned to see Jiang Xue's tender gaze.
He smiled faintly and nodded.
Without Yang Fuhai's leadership, although the Human Soldiers did not panic, their morale had significantly decreased. They were being overwhelmed by the Four Sea Dragon Kings, Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons, Nine Provinces Dragon Head, and other generals and heroes from all sides, only able to defend themselves without any means to counterattack.
The Four Sea Dragon Kings—Wang Yuanxian, Man Qianyi, Changxi, Jiang Xue, and Ling Li—were clearly at a much higher cultivation level than the others and charged to the front lines.
The sky was filled with rolling Vital Energy, seawater surged back, and the Cloud Sea churned violently. Waves of impact struck like cannon fire against the remaining Tower Ships and soldiers.
The warriors of the Jiao Clan bravely advanced as well, diving near the Tower Ships—some leaping up while others submerged underwater to destroy the Tower Ships, fighting fiercely without retreat.
The outcome of the battle was already determined.
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