298: Chapter 298 Divine Form

Tang Long, having lived two lifetimes, had dealt with countless people of all sorts; he could be said to be an expert in this area.

He had even seen his fair share of madmen.

Some people just feigned madness, using the label of 'madness' to get things done.

Others were truly mad, acting without any logic whatsoever.

But someone like the Mad God, who repeatedly jumped back and forth between madness and sanity, was a first for him.

If you said It was mad, Its decisions were actually quite logical.

For example, right now, Tang Long could roughly understand that the Mad God had become a bit arrogant.

Originally, It had been mad in Its own way, with no human or god paying attention, leaving It to play by itself, which kept Its madness relatively stable.

But ever since he developed a batch of 'believers' for It, It had regained some of the self-awareness of being a god.

Before, It had placed a mark on him, making him a saint.

Now, facing an Alien God saint, It didn't want to lose Face, so having Its own saint fight this battle stemmed from the same logic.

As for whether he could win... It must have considered that as well.

Just now, It said It would give him a kind of Divine Power, making defeating this fatty a piece of cake.

Regardless of whether he believed it, It certainly did.

Even though the opponent had clearly expressed fear of It, It still insisted on fighting and wouldn't allow him to refuse.

It was fortunate that the opponent had admitted defeat Face-to-Face, which allowed Tang Long to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

But he secretly swore in his heart that he would never use God Descent again without the ability to resurrect.

If the situation went wrong in a moment...

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly felt his body relax!

It wasn't an ordinary relaxation; it was hard to describe. If one had to say, it felt very much like the feeling of waiting to choose resurrection after death.

It was as if his body had suddenly ceased to exist!

Or rather, that his body was just a piece of clothing.

What on earth had It done?

Meanwhile, Badamon on the other side was still foolishly asking.

"Great God Kovaf, are You... joking?"

"I have absolutely no intention of being disrespectful. But Your saint has not yet grown up, and I have already reached the end of the Huagai Realm. If You make us fight, I fear... I fear..."

"How about this? Let's postpone today's battle. Wait another one or two hundred years for him to grow up, then we can have a fair fight."

The Mad God was immediately displeased. "Little fatty, do you think I'm stupid? If I let you go today, where would I find you later?"

Badamon's smile was uglier than crying. "Great God, but Your saint is still very fragile right now. I'm afraid that if I accidentally hurt him, You'll get angry and crush me to death!"

The Mad God roared angrily, "Who are you looking down on! Am I such an unreasonable god!"

"You fight a fair duel, and I will absolutely not interfere!"

"If you have the ability, kill him! I won't take revenge afterward!"

"Little buddy Tang Long, are you ready!"

Badamon's black and white Face twitched simultaneously; he dared not believe it, but he dared not disbelieve it either.

Anyway, there was no reasoning with the Mad God, so he decided to try and talk to Tang Long.

So he tried asking, "Your Excellency Tang Long, everything before was a misunderstanding. Although Great God Kovaf requires us to fight, I feel that we have come to know each other through conflict. This match is purely a friendly spar, and I will try my best not to hurt you. What do you think?"

According to his thinking, Tang Long couldn't do anything to him anyway, so they would just put on a symbolic performance to amuse the Mad God.

But he didn't expect that the moment he finished speaking, the golden light on Tang Long's body suddenly extinguished.

In its place was a sea of blood-red color.

The blood-red color quickly twisted and condensed, turning into a set of blood-red armor in the blink of an eye, and a blood-red character 'Barbarian' even appeared on Tang Long's Face.

He then gave him an eerie smile and retorted: "Your Excellency Badamon, you don't need to go easy on me. A fair fight is fine."

Badamon was a bit angry, thinking to himself that he was, at the very least, an Alien God saint, a rare powerhouse in the Liberation Realm, and possessed the power bestowed by the Alien God.

And you, a mere Qi Manipulation user, even with some special abilities, dare to claim you want a fair fight with me?

If the Mad God hadn't been protecting you earlier, would you still be alive now?

I am being polite to you because your master is present; otherwise, I could crush you to death with one finger.

Hmph! As expected, the saint reflects the god!

So he replied in a muffled voice, "Fine, since Your Excellency is so interested, I have no choice but to accompany you! But please be very careful, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Long had already shot over like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Furthermore, from hundreds of meters away, he threw a punch through the air.

A violent shockwave struck instantly, causing even Badamon to be shocked, and he hurriedly raised his arms to block.

The immense force hit him, and a thunderous roar echoed.

His dozen-meter-tall, imposing body was actually sent tumbling backward in mid-air, crashing down toward the frozen ground and stomping out a crater several meters deep.

When he looked up again, his black and white eyes were filled with extreme shock.

"That is... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"He is clearly a Qi Manipulation user, how could he possibly possess the power of Form-Spirit Unity?"

"If he really were in the Form-Spirit Realm, would he still need to summon a God Descent?"

"What on earth are you!"

By the end, Badamon roared and returned the favor with a punch, a huge fist shadow that was equally terrifying.

After throwing that punch, the blood-red color on Tang Long's armor had dimmed significantly, and now, under the bombardment of this fist shadow, the blood-red color faded away rapidly.

After throwing this punch, Badamon felt a bit of regret.

His temper was just too easy to flare up; this punch seemed to have been too heavy. If Tang Long couldn't withstand it and was killed directly...

However, at this moment, he saw crystal light flickering again where Tang Long's figure stood opposite the fist shadow.

Sure enough, Tang Long wasn't dead.

But after enduring that punch, blood was already spilling from his mouth and nose; he was clearly injured.

That meant his previous judgment was correct. Although he had some strange techniques, his raw strength definitely hadn't reached the God Form Realm.

However, he suddenly noticed that Tang Long now held a large ice crystal shield.

The next second, crystal light flashed wildly on Tang Long's body again, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered in ice armor once more!

And this time it was completely different from before; the ice armor continued to grow, like a phantom, enveloping his body. And in the other hand of that phantom, a divine ice crystal sword had actually condensed.

Badamon's expression finally changed.

He was certain that this was the appearance of the Divine Form manifested!

Above the Huagai Realm is called Liberation, the liberation from the constraints of the Law.

And only after the Soul is liberated from the constraints of the Law can it truly align with the body, achieving Form-Spirit Unity, hence it is called the God Form Realm.

Upon reaching this step, one can initially control the Law and touch the Domain of God.

And the manifestation of the Divine Form is precisely the sign of controlling the power of the Law.

Theoretically speaking, the Divine Forms of the gods are the same thing, just with differences in size and strength.

Therefore, the God Form Realm is also known as the demigod.

I have worked hard for tens of thousands of years and am still hovering at Liberation, yet you, a mere Qi Manipulation user, have already donned a Divine Form?

How is that possible!

At this instant, Badamon truly developed the intent to kill Tang Long.

Black and white light swirled simultaneously above his head and beneath his feet; it was clearly the Spirit Map and the Huagai Realm appearing together, but he still spoke politely.

"Your Excellency Tang Long, be careful!"

The next second, he waved both hands, and countless black and white light blades poured toward Tang Long like a violent storm.

Tang Long immediately focused to respond. The crystal phantom outside his body expanded by a large circle, and then he raised his shield and sword, swinging out a large expanse of crystal light.

Where the crystal light covered, it was as if space had frozen, turning into a solid-like crystal barrier.

Even the black and white light blades would be instantly crystallized upon entering this Domain.

Looking from afar, it was like black and white rain of light continuously striking a brilliant crystal shield.

But by comparison, the black and white rain of light still had the upper hand.

Under the continuous, violent strikes, the brilliant crystal shield began to disintegrate rapidly.

On the ground, all the Blue Blood Clan members couldn't help but tense their heartstrings.

Especially Princess Lai Anniya.

Although she had been extremely dissatisfied with Tang Long's attitude before, at this moment, she desperately hoped that Tang Long could win.

Not only because this concerned the survival of the clan, but also because they had already betrothed each other.

However, reality was just that cruel.

Tang Long's appearance had just given her a glimmer of hope, and this hope seemed about to be shattered in the blink of an eye.

Behind her, many people spontaneously cheered for Tang Long, and even Moriya was shouting hoarsely.

"Tang Long, hold on!"

"Big Brother Tang, you must win!"

"Damn outsider, don't you die!"

But amidst these shouts, that crystal barrier collapsed with a roar.

Badamon suddenly turned his head, sweeping a cold glance over them, seemingly annoyed by their noise.

Princess Lai Anniya felt her whole body lose strength and collapsed to the ground, and the Blue Blood Clan members also fell silent.

An elder of the clan shook his head and sighed, "He has done his best, but in the end..."

However, before he could finish, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth again from where the ice crystal had collapsed.

And this time, the golden light was even more dazzling than before, to the point where people on the ground couldn't look directly at it; it was like a small sun that had suddenly appeared in mid-air.

At the core of that golden light, Tang Long was panting heavily, feeling relieved.

The Mad God's resentful voice entered his ears again, "Little buddy Tang Long, why didn't you listen to me?"

"The Barbarian Ancestor and the Crystal Concubine are both trash, and you don't even have much of their power in you."

"Wearing My Divine Form and still getting beaten down, you're making Me lose a lot of Face by doing this."

"You should have just used this directly to smash that little fatty!"

Tang Long nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Boss, I'll fight back right away."