Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 383 The Origin of Evil
Lanba Academy.

Yu Luomian and Liu Erlong stood on the platform.

"So you want my help?"

Glancing at Tang San below, Yu Luomian let out a disdainful sneer.

A black robe fluttered, a hoarse voice rang out, and the sky suddenly darkened.
Thunder roared across the sky, and shimmering purple light mingled with rain and dark clouds, creating a magnificent symphony.

【Purple Lightning Dragon】

"Although."

"Your skills aren't great, but for Erlong's sake, I can help you this once!"

Yu Luomian's posture was extremely arrogant.

However, he did indeed have the right to be arrogant. Tang San choked back tears, raised his head, and murmured softly.
"Title Douluo. Ultimate Martial Soul?"

Liu Erlong looked up in shock as well.

She was shocked by her father's strength, but she didn't know that his strength and the advancement of his martial soul were achieved by stepping on the corpses of the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Thank you, Venerable Purple Lightning!"

Tang San lowered his head, displaying a very humble attitude.

"Ok!"

Yu Luomian raised his hand and shouted, "Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

Purple lightning crackled and clashed, unleashing the ultimate power of lightning manipulation upon Tang San's body.

The bloodline of the Haotian Hammer within his body was strengthened strand by strand under the influence of lightning.

"puff!"

Tang San groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The medicinal power of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng was gradually refined under the influence of the lightning, constantly repairing the injuries caused by the lightning, seemingly a baptism of bloodline tempering.

for a long time
"That's it!"

Tang San's tone was weak.

Yu Luomian put away her martial spirit, and the brilliant sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, reflecting a seven-colored luster once again.

"Although I failed to break through to the ultimate bloodline, I think finding my grandfather shouldn't be too difficult."

With trembling legs, she returned to her room and quietly recuperated.

"Oscar!" Liu Erlong shouted.

"I have a big sausage!"

Upon hearing this, Oscar quickly activated his first soul skill, summoning a healing sausage.

He pushed open the door and handed it over, saying, "Here you go!"

"Thank you, Oscar!"

Tang San expressed his heartfelt gratitude, then glanced at the entire Blue Tyrant Academy, his expression filled with dejection.

"Hey!"

"Boss Dai is dead, and Zhu Zhuqing and Master have also been captured by Han Tao."

Fortunately, Xiao Wu was released.

"Womanly compassion!" Tang San sighed disdainfully.

Because he wouldn't show mercy in the upcoming battle just because Han Tao was kind, as the Xuan Tian Bao Lu said: it would only cause more trouble.

Ma Hongjun slowly walked in: "Third Brother!"

"Don't you have any news about Zhu Zhuqing either?"

With Dai Mubai dead, Zhu Zhuqing was a captivating beauty in his eyes, and he had clearly developed certain thoughts about her.

Tang San pondered for a long time.

He raised his eyes and said, "Yes, and I can take you to see her!"

"Thank you, Third Brother!" Ma Hongjun's eyes flashed with surprise.

A certain lust and greed once again overwhelmed his reason.

"Ok!"

Avoid its gaze.

He silently weighed the options in his mind: "Seventh Brother, don't blame me."

"You dare to have any improper thoughts about Boss Dai's wife. If he knew this in the afterlife, he would never forgive you."

"Selling you to the Dark Demon God Tiger wasn't because I was selfish, but to fulfill Dai Mubai's dying wish."

Thinking this way, he felt no mercy left in his heart.

With a calm expression and indifferent tone, he said, "Come with me."

Ma Hongjun is dead!
Nothing remarkable, and nothing unexpected.

After it summoned its martial soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix, it was devoured whole by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. It wanted to turn around and question Tang San, its fingers trembling.

"Third Brother, why?"

Tang San sighed, "I never thought I'd be the one to break my promise!"

"I originally wanted to build you a grave, but I never expected you to be completely swallowed up. Sigh, don't blame me now!"

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. If you have any knowledge of this in the afterlife, please seek revenge against Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and Dai Mubai."

"The power of an evil god."

It laughed wildly: "Pure power of an evil god!"

"A repulsive flame, daring to defile the purity of evil?"

With a sudden slap, he shattered the flames of the evil fire phoenix.

The absorption of the evil source caused its lifespan to increase at an extremely rapid rate: 60,000 years, 70,000 years, 80,000 years.
"Don't forget your promise!"

Tang San reminded him.

The Titan Ape patted its chest, displaying its terrifying power.

"Heh, you actually believe a soul beast's promise?"

The Dark Demon God Tiger has been around for 90,000 years. It believes it can compete with the Titan Giant Ape, and its tone is known for its confidence and arrogance.

"Dark Demon Evil Thunder!"

The purple and black lightning possesses a terrifying quality, piercing through the air and space.

It slammed down hard on the Titan Ape's shoulder.

"Hum-"

The Titan Ape let out two dull groans, feeling waves of pain in its body, but its wounds seemed insignificant compared to the size of its entire body.

You hurt me!

He stretched out his broad palm and slammed it down on the black-striped tiger.

"Guardian of the Evil God!" Black phantoms appeared around the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

With the collision of palm, fingers, and bones, the shield shattered instantly.

Its tone was one of horror: "What terrifying power!"

"But since you have such power, why don't you kill Han Tao yourself? Why do I have to do it?"

Erming scratched his head: "Because I'm restrained by him!"

Tang San lowered his eyes and said, "Han Tao has a soul skill that can separate the soul and body of a soul beast. Many titled Douluo and 100,000-year-old soul beasts have fallen victim to it."

"Therefore, even when you are facing him, you must be careful."

"It's best to use the Death Arena as soon as you meet him, so he doesn't have a chance to fight back!"

The Azure Bull Python crouched down again, adding a few more words: "And one more!"

"Han Tao seems to be able to read memories. If you're even a little slow, you might not have a chance to defeat him."

The expression on the Dark Demon God Tiger's face visibly froze.

"Uh"

"How can there be such an outrageous Soul Master?"

It found a location where it could escape at any time.

The more the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger listened to their stories, the less he wanted to confront Han Tao. He wasn't stupid; why should he offend such a powerful figure?
"I know what you're thinking!"

Tang San leaned forward slightly: "You are only a 90,000-year-old soul beast now, just one step away from 100,000 years!"

“You’re right!” The Dark Demon God Tiger nodded slightly: “And then what? At this crucial moment, you want me to kill him?”

"No!"

With a proud smile, Tang San's face revealed the same confidence as Yu Xiaogang.

"If you can help us kill him, I can find you more evil martial spirits."

"With the help of these evil origins, you can easily break through to 10 years, or even 20 or 30 years."

The Dark Demon God Tiger was deeply tempted.

Even with its unparalleled talent, a 100,000-year-old soul beast would need at least a thousand years to cultivate.

Over the course of a thousand years, the world has undergone countless changes, and no one knows what changes will occur in the human world.

After a long while, it sighed softly, "Not enough!"

"We don't have enough leverage. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not an easy opponent."

"The fusion skill of the two Title Douluos, amplified by the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, can even rival that of a Peerless Douluo."

"Even if I manage to defeat Han Tao by sheer luck, you still can't save me, so why should I risk my life to help you?"

(End of this chapter)