Following the consciousness of the universe into outer space, he no longer cared about external matters, choosing to trust these friends. In the divine realm, above the club, Yun Liu vs. Li Huan, Ba Yuan vs. Qing Yang. The battles, initially one-sided, gradually became a draw, a fifty-fifty situation. Qing Yang's dual guns swung continuously, their movements dazzling, each strike imbued with world-destroying power. This power was inherent to the dual guns, not Qing Yang's own strength.
The weapons significantly increased Qing Yang's combat power, to the point where Ba Yuan dared not clash directly with the gun tips. A thought kept urging him to absolutely avoid touching the gun tips, lest unimaginable consequences arise. This thought persisted in his mind, forcing him to continuously dodge. This further infuriated him. As a close-combat player who relied on brute strength, being unable to use his full power and forced to evade an opponent's attacks was incredibly frustrating. He possessed immense strength but could not employ it.
The dual guns moved, attacking from two directions simultaneously. Their tips glowed with a peculiar light as they attacked from both left and right. Facing this situation, he remained unfazed. He raised his arm high, energy covering it to form a shield. The arm armor intercepted the gun tips, preventing them from touching his arm, with a layer of protection in between. The silver dual gun tips were blocked. He spun, his arm moving in sync. Suddenly changing tactics, his opponent was no novice either, possessing considerable combat experience.
Ba Yuan's body shifted, and two tornadoes formed, clashing against each other. These were energy rotations formed by their bodies, a clash of tornadoes that couldn't determine a victor. When the tornadoes vanished, his fist lunged forward. He was the first to regain his footing. This punch unleashed a burst of power; merely during its charge, the surrounding air erupted with explosions and sonic booms. Gripping the dual guns, his body still wavered, but he steadied himself. His speed wasn't as great as Ba Yuan's, allowing his opponent to seize the offensive opportunity.
Fortunately, his reaction was swift. He kicked his long gun upwards, spinning it in front of him to form a shield. This punch landed on the shield, sparks flying. The rapid rotation and friction caused the surrounding space to subtly fracture. Cracking sounds filled the air, and fissures appeared. His figure vanished, entering the void.
Meanwhile, on Li Huan's side, her Dragon Claws gleamed with cold light. The aura and presence of the Dragon race erupted. Dragon wings unfurled on her back, significantly increasing her speed. Light clashed with light. Li Huan and Yun Liu moved so swiftly that only the sounds of their collisions echoed in the sky, residual waves rippling outwards. This was the first time she encountered an Evil Spirit so formidable, which explained why she was granted such abilities and means. If they lost this battle, all players in the game world would turn into Evil Spirits, and the real world would subsequently be completely overrun.
She dared not underestimate her opponent. Yun Liu, now appearing beast-like, had only killing intent in her eyes, intending to tear the woman before her apart. She let out a roar and charged, extending her monstrous claws. The sharp claws sliced through the air with deadly precision.
This feeling was intense. Dragon claws and dragon scales vibrated realistically, overlapping each other. The layering of each scale increased the dragon claw's power and defense by several times. This ability was a hereditary trait of the Dragon race, which Li Huan, now possessing dragon bloodline, could utilize.
Dragon Claws met Evil Spirit Claws. BOOM! A massive explosion occurred. Both figures retreated. This exchange was a draw, but in reality, she was at a disadvantage, retreating several meters further than her opponent.
The Evil Spirit figure attacked, charging directly towards her. As the two figures met, space itself seemed to disappear.
As the four vanished, players in the entire venue began logging off. They had other tasks to attend to. This great battle would continue for a long time, and there was no point in wasting time waiting here. With the Evil Spirits here dealt with, they should go out and join the fight to protect the world.
A figure flew in from a distance. As soon as this figure arrived at the venue, they sensed the situation and then spoke, "It seems the battle is not over yet. I've arrived in time, but how do I enter there?"
The figure pondered. To enter the void required a powerful impact, but they clearly lacked the ability and had no opponent. How could they enter and assist them?
Just as they were deep in thought, a vortex opened, and a voice said, "I will open it for you. Enter, only if you win can he fully accept the fusion with peace of mind."
"Good, thank you very much. Though I don't know who you are."
The youth made a respectful gesture. He didn't know who was helping him, but he knew they were stronger than him and deserved respect.
The figure stepped into the vortex, and the vortex slowly closed. The one who acted was the consciousness of the universe, which had been monitoring this battle from within the cosmos.
Inside the void, the two battlefields connected. The four fought drenched in sweat, light clashing with light, their figures a blur. The entire void seemed like a joyous celebration.
Qing Yang's dual guns spun in his left and right hands, condensing power onto the barrels. This power was inherent to the dual guns, a combination of various elements. The guns were bathed in light. At this point, Ba Yuan's state had completely transformed into an Evil Spirit. The longer the battle raged, the faster his consciousness was consumed; this was typical of Evil Spirits. As long as the opponent before him was no longer human, he could wholeheartedly unleash his full power to kill. The dual guns spun, his left and right arms joining to form a floral spear.
Weapon's Second Form: Cold Fire Origin Spear!
The floral spear was several meters longer than the original long gun. The front half of the barrel was composed of flames, while the rear barrel and tip were made of ice. A dual nature of ice and fire. Energy covered his palm as he gripped the dual guns. If he lost this protective energy, Qing Yang would be consumed by the weapon himself. This power of flame and ice was not something he could control; it was thanks to this mysterious power.
With this long spear possessing so many abilities and techniques, he felt more at ease about Chen Tian's battlefield. He even had time to manage the situation here, let alone himself.
Evil Spirit claws extended. Fighting without reason was too easy for him. Sentient beings and irrational beings were different. The ice and fire power on the spear condensed. He pierced through the body with a single thrust. The body was enveloped in ice, freezing into a block, then flames erupted from within. Thus, Ba Yuan perished.
Li Huan's battle approached its end. Dragon wings unfurled on her back, and her dragon claws enlarged, soaring towards the sky. The wings spun, and the dragon claws merged with a descending dragon claw attack, forming a drill that spun and pierced through the Evil Spirit's body.
Explosions sounded from behind. The dragon claws shrank, and the dragon wings retracted. Looking at each other, Qing Yang spoke first, "Finally done. We should go out and handle that matter."
"Yes, we've caught them all this time. The real battle begins next. I only hope fewer people die this time."
Li Huan sighed. Just as she was about to make a move, fluctuations erupted from behind them.
These fluctuations signaled a formidable enemy. The corpse behind them was now enveloped in black energy, and two drops of blood appeared within its body. The two drops of blood merged.
The corpse then coalesced, a scene they had never witnessed.
"There are still enemies, or is this a contingency? Be careful."
Neither dared to relax their vigilance. The corpse and blood fully merged, revealing a brand-new body before their eyes.