919: Zhang Shi turned to dust, gods and demons fell like the sun.

Galan instantly flipped the blades in her hands. With a few "swish" sounds, several fierce slashes were suddenly unleashed.

The light from the blades was as dazzling as lightning, carrying immense power as it struck toward Blood Consort.

"Hehehehe!"

As Blood Consort giggled, her body shifted. Her figure suddenly transformed into a streak of viscous blood-light, like an agile blood serpent, instantly evading all of Galan's attacks.

That blood-light flickered in the Void Realm, making her movements elusive and difficult to track.

"I didn't realize you were so skilled at playing around. Both the big one and the small one are quite attractive; it seems you really don't need me anymore."

Before her voice had even faded, she appeared as if by teleportation right in front of the immobilized Ding Lingxuan!

Her long, eerie arm was raised high, and her condensed crimson claws shimmered with a chilling light, like blades quenched in deadly poison.

A cruel smile hung on Blood Consort's face, her eyes filled with certainty of victory. She poured all her strength into this single claw strike, ruthlessly plunging it toward Ding Lingxuan's head.

"Puchi!"

A muffled sound echoed—the noise of claws tearing through the air and piercing the target.

The sensation of claws sinking into flesh was clearly felt, and a flash of cruel satisfaction crossed Blood Consort's eerie blood-red eyes, as if she could already see the tragic sight of Ding Lingxuan's brains splattering and her life ending.

However, this satisfaction lasted for only a billionth of a second, vanishing as quickly as a meteor streaking across the night sky.

"Hmm?!"

The smug smile originally on Blood Consort's face instantly froze. She widened her blood-red eyes, unable to believe what was happening before her.

Where her claws had pierced, there was no expected tragic sight of splattered brains, nor did she feel any substantial resistance, as if she had merely plunged them into nothingness.

The moment the claws touched, Ding Lingxuan's head suddenly disintegrated like the driest quicksand.

It was not flesh and blood, but countless fine, dust-like grains of sand shimmering with a gilded luster.

These grains of sand emitted a mysterious and eerie Aura, carrying a bone-chilling petrification property.

Not only were they not destroyed by Blood Consort's claws, but they acted as if alive, turning to entwine and erode the blood-evil power on Blood Consort's claws.

They emitted a faint yet heart-palpitating "sizzle," as if declaring their unyielding resistance to Blood Consort.

"Sandification?! Petrifying Killing Dust?!"

Blood Consort's viscous blood-red eyes constricted sharply, a flash of suspicion and wariness crossing them.

She instantly recognized this as Ding Lingxuan's technique and cursed inwardly.

She had not expected Ding Lingxuan to possess such a bizarre life-saving method; it was beyond her expectations.

"Bitch! You want to ambush me?! You're not worthy!"

A shrill cry filled with disdain and killing intent did not come from Ding Lingxuan's sandified head, but originated from her massive snake body.

The disintegrated head grains did not dissipate; instead, as if guided by an invisible force, they instantly flowed back and re-coalesced above her neck.

At this moment, although Ding Lingxuan's Aura appeared more chaotic due to the sudden sneak attack and the golden light in her snake pupils had dimmed, her bone-deep killing intent had boiled to the peak.

Her snake body trembled slightly, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to unleash terrifying power at any moment.

Almost at the same time her head re-formed, Ding Lingxuan's massive snake tail, like a collapsing golden mountain range, carried an unstoppable Aura. Enveloped in a destructive storm formed by chaotic sand, it tore through space and whipped fiercely toward the nearby Blood Consort at a speed surpassing light.

Wherever the snake tail passed, space was not simply torn, but sandified and devoured, leaving behind a terrifying trail like a spreading desert.

Wherever that trail reached, everything was turned into sand, as if the entire world were to be swallowed by this terrifying power.

For the first time, a trace of gravity flashed in Blood Consort's blood-red eyes.

"Hmph!"

Blood Consort snorted coldly, her reaction as fast as a ghost.

Her slender figure suddenly became ethereal the moment the snake tail approached.

Her entire body instantly exploded into a massive, viscous blood mist that emitted a pungent, bloody stench. The mist spread out like a sea of blood, making one shudder.

"Boom—!!!"

The golden snake tail, enveloped in chaotic sand, slammed fiercely into the blood mist.

There was no sound of physical collision, only the terrifying hiss of energy annihilation.

The golden chaotic sand and the crimson blood mist clashed and ravaged each other wildly, as if two irreconcilable enemies were engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

The sand grains attempted to extinguish the vitality and will within the blood, while the blood mist continuously corroded and dissolved the petrification power contained within the sand grains.

Two completely different yet both possessing devouring and filthy properties, these powers clashed violently within the narrow space, erupting in blinding, nauseating patches of mixed dark gold and crimson light.

The light spots were like flickering demonic light, illuminating the entire dark battlefield.

"Sss-sss-sss...!"

The sound of energy annihilation was as dense as rain, and the space in that area completely turned into a chaotic "Domain of Filth," with the Law in disorder; any entity that approached could be instantly contaminated or disintegrated.

The stalemate lasted for only an extremely brief moment.

Just as the two separated, a dark golden figure rushed over from afar like a falling star, joining this intense battle.

This figure carried a powerful Aura, like a burning meteor cutting through the dark night sky.

"Hmph, you two troublesome pests, all of you go die for this King!"

In Luo Xiu's heterochromatic eyes, a strange and captivating light flickered, as if containing endless magic power, seemingly able to see through all the illusions of the world.

At this moment, he turned a blind eye to Blood Consort's movement technique, which was so bizarre it seemed to pierce through space, and the sky-covering, elusive curtain of sand created by Ding Lingxuan with the power of sand, as if everything before him were merely an illusory bubble.

He stood firmly planted in the Void Realm, like a rooted rock, his fists raised high before striking out simultaneously.

The cracks on those God-Devil Armguards became increasingly obvious, with a faint, eerie light leaking from the fissures, as if they were about to erupt with terrifying power capable of destroying stars!

Luo Xiu shouted aloud: "Divine Demon Sunfall!"

In an instant, the God-Demon Flame erupted, the raging fire roaring out like an angry Dragon.

Wrapped in flames, his fists were like two incredibly scorching suns, crashing down with an overwhelming, mountain-toppling force. The air was instantly distorted by the high temperature, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

Ding Lingxuan keenly sensed the fatal crisis brought by this punch. No matter how unwilling she was, she had to admit Luo Xiu's strength.

But that pervasive sense of crisis, thick enough to be almost tangible, was like a sharp dagger pressed against her throat, forcing her to focus entirely on dealing with it.