Chapter 71: Saga Versus Tonghu

Galactic Star Burst!
Mount Lu Hundred Dragons Strike!
Two ultimate powers erupted once again within the Sanctuary.
On one side stood the evil Saga, who had attained divinity, and on the other, Dohko, whose body had been restored to the peak of his eighteen-year-old self after breaking the gods' feigned death spell.
The clash of these supreme forces resulted in a tremendous explosion, blowing all the surrounding Saints to the sidelines.

"Evenly matched!"
All the Saints simultaneously sensed that the battle between these two had, at this moment, reached a stalemate.
Saga became solemn, staring at Dohko with a gaze that contained not only madness but also unwillingness.
Then, both men leapt forward, their attacks meeting with speed, each striving to outpace the other.
Feng Zhe realized that neither could gain the upper hand in the short term, so he quietly retreated.

With a teleportation, he arrived at the Goddess Palace. His eyes fixed upon the statue of the goddess, filled with resolute determination.
A vial of fresh blood shattered on the ground, and his hand grasped it firmly, flinging the blood onto the statue of Athena.
Instantly, a radiant transformation occurred, and the goddess statue shrank to only palm-sized.

"So this is Athena's Sacred Cloth!"
Feng Zhe picked it up, pondered for a moment, then took the Golden Dagger as well.
Turning, he vanished from the scene.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle between Saga and Dohko raged on, with all the Saints watching intently.
Only Feng Zhe quietly approached Miss Saori.
The Sun God Abel glanced at him, saw his ceremonial demeanor, and ignored him.
Feng Zhe and Saori exchanged glances, as if sharing a silent understanding. Their eyes communicated, and Saori's gaze became resolute as she received the two divine artifacts from Feng Zhe.
Feng Zhe stood expressionless, serving around Saori, silently observing the unfolding events.

Suddenly, Saga unleashed a punch.
Phantasmal Demon Emperor Fist!
This forbidden fist could dominate the victim's neural mind, hypnotizing them.
The evil Saga had used this fist before to turn Leo Aiolia into a demon, killed Cassios, and eventually returned to himself.
This sudden magical punch left Dohko stunned.

Saga laughed loudly, "Don't think you, a physical-type Gold Saint, can resist. Even Mu, a master of psychic power, can only kneel in front of my Phantasmal Demon Emperor Fist!"

Saga's laughter made the surrounding Gold Saints deeply wary. Especially Mu, the Aries Gold Saint, who said, "With Saga's current cosmos, I truly cannot break it."
Saga had awakened the Eighth Sense, and when wielding the Phantasmal Demon Emperor Fist, its effect far surpassed ordinary techniques.
Saga was in the midst of his manic laughter when, suddenly, a force different from a Saint's power surged from Dohko, and with it, a fierce tiger emblem appeared behind him.

"So this is the power of the Immortal Realm!"
All the Gold Saints knew that before Dohko became a Saint, he had another identity: a reclusive cultivator.
Only Mu, disciple of Pope Shion, stared deeply and said, "Senior Dohko's true strength is far beyond this!"

Universal Manifestation!
As Dohko shouted, the aura of nature danced around him like the legendary spirits of the wild. Two divine dragons, one black and one white, coiled above his head.
A stream of black energy floated from his crown, revealing itself as the magic fist Saga had just used.
Then, a fierce tiger formed of nature's spirit leaped down and swallowed Saga whole.

"Ah!!"
Saga was struck and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
The sudden reversal brought cheers from the Gold Saints, and even a smile appeared on Saori's face.
Abel, however, showed no displeasure. Saori couldn't help but ask, "Brother, you seem very confident?"
The Sun God Abel smiled, "Did you forget I bestowed divinity upon him just now?"
"He still comprehends it from a mortal perspective, so he lost. But when he truly understands divinity, that will be the moment of his victory..."

Sure enough, as Abel finished speaking, Saga, who had fallen, floated up, and a terrifying power awakened within him...

"Dohko, I really should thank you for letting me understand what it means to be a god, and what it means to be mortal!"
Saga laughed, and the power belonging to a god burst forth.
Saga teleported in front of Dohko and punched him in the stomach.

Crack!
The Libra Gold Cloth shattered with a sound, and an overwhelming force sent Dohko flying.
Instantly, Saga soared into the air, striking Dohko from behind with a second punch, followed by a third, a fourth...
It was a one-sided beating, each blow far exceeding the strength of a Gold Saint.
Finally, Saga gave a wicked smile and said, "Disappear completely, Dohko!"

Alternate Dimension!
As space and time twisted, Dohko's body appeared warped, enduring immense pain, and then, in that pocket of time, Dohko vanished from the Sanctuary, leaving not a trace of cosmos behind.

The entire Sanctuary fell silent, even Saori was stunned.
"Sister, does this count as my victory?"
Abel continued to smile, as if it were a trivial matter.
Yet Saori's gaze remained unwavering. "No, I believe in my Saints. He will return."

It seemed Athena's will was sensed. Just as Saga basked in triumph, the space-time distortion appeared again, and a tiger formed of nature's energy dragged Dohko back into the Sanctuary.
Returning, Dohko gazed at Saga with utmost seriousness.
Suddenly, he did something unexpected.
His whole body trembled, and the Libra Gold Cloth slipped off him.
A clear tiger tattoo appeared on Dohko's back.
Then, the Universal Manifestation surged, as if a blazing giant tiger stood before everyone.
Feng Zhe, observing, knew that once Master Tiger shed his Saint Cloth, the outcome would be decided in an instant.
He glanced at Saori, who looked back at him, and the two nodded to each other.
Saga, too, unleashed his true power, shouting loudly.

Galactic Star Burst!!
Mount Lu Hundred Dragons Strike!!
Two overwhelming forces exploded completely at this moment.
Saori was forced to take a step back by the impact, her frail demeanor instantly catching Abel's attention.
Abel pulled Saori into his arms, and she shyly lowered her head.
The two gods looked like lovers, especially Abel, whose love seemed etched into his bones.
Feng Zhe watched their lovey-dovey display coldly, his palm sweating.

Suddenly, a golden dagger appeared in Saori's hand, and she plunged it straight into Abel's chest.
Abel sneered, seemingly prepared, and flicked the golden dagger away.

Clang!
The golden dagger clattered to the ground...