Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 416: The Plan Failed
Wu Xuan's momentum that was rising into the sky came to an abrupt halt. The hundred-meter-long giant spear collapsed on the spot the moment it was swept by the trident of the sea god. At that moment, the Soul-Breaking Spear seemed to let out a mournful cry.

Wu Xuan's body just stood there stiffly, his eyes becoming a little confused.

The difference in strength is just like that. Tang San, who possesses the power of a demigod, is really not someone Wu Xuan can contend with at this moment.

But Wu Xuan dared to confront this almighty God King directly, so he naturally had his own trump card.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Fozu sneered and handed the super artifact golden trident in his left hand, while his right hand was ready to grab Wu Xuan.

Azure's slow claws!

After a full two seconds of charging time, a huge green claw shadow appeared in the air and easily grabbed the stiffened Wu Xuan.

After his body was grabbed by the giant green claw, Wu Xuan felt a sudden pain coming from the depths of his soul. His entire thinking seemed to become dull, and everything in front of him seemed to go into slow motion.

Tang Fozu looked down at Wu Xuan below, a flash of wonder in his eyes. He wondered if he was far inferior to Wu Xuan at his age.

But this is the cruelest reality. They are not of the same age. He is the God King who is high above the nine heavens, while Wu Xuan in front of him is just a son of destiny of the new generation who has not grown up.

"Youngster of the Tang Clan, I am very disappointed in you! The so-called strength you rely on is nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an ant trying to shake a tree in front of me! If you admit your mistake now, I can still give you a new sentence!!" Tang Fozu looked at Wu Xuan who was captured by the giant green claws as if giving alms.

"Haha, you keep calling me ancestor, but your actions are so dirty. You plotted to take the power of destiny and cut off the consciousness of your own daughter. You are a deity but you interfere with the lower world at will. Finally, if you really have the demeanor of an ancestor, you wouldn't plot against your descendants again and again. I don't have an ancestor as bad as a beast like you." Wu Xuan roared, enduring the pain.

"You are so stubborn!" With a gloomy face, Tang Fozu glared at Wu Xuan with his pupils containing endless blue. At that moment, the giant green claws that were holding Wu Xuan suddenly tightened.

Amidst Wu Xuan's cries of pain, the sound of bones rubbing against each other was so painful that it made one's teeth ache.

Tang Fozu just watched quietly. This is the fate of those who dared to disobey him.

An unknown amount of time passed before Tang Fozu's eyes flickered and the giant green claws instantly retracted. Wu Xuan felt the oppressive feeling covering his body suddenly loosen, and blood once again trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Wu Xuan who was gasping for breath, Tang Fozu said calmly, "Do you admit your mistake?"

"I don't admit it!" Wu Xuan stared at the person in front of him with fierce eyes.

"Haha! You are really a tough guy, just like me in this respect! But it doesn't matter, your ancestor has plenty of time to correct your twisted values." This time, Tang Fozu no longer had the anger he had before, but was completely calm.

Wu Xuan didn't say anything. The humiliation he felt at that moment was engraved in his mind.

What Tang San didn't know was that while Wu Xuan was enduring his torture, a silver light quietly bloomed from Wu Xuan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang Fozu, who thought he was in control of the overall situation, grabbed the light curtain with one hand. Wang Qiuer, who was going through the third level in Qiankunwenqing Valley, instantly flew out of the light curtain and fell heavily in the sky above the sea where there was no floating platform.

Wang Qiu'er instantly became alert as her surroundings changed. The first thing she saw was Wu Xuan, who was being held in a cyan hand, looking incredibly miserable, and a man with long dark blue hair and a calm expression.

"Wu Xuan! Is it him who hurt you like this?" Wang Qiuer pointed the golden dragon spear in her hand forward and stared at Tang Fozu with cold eyes.

"Hurry up, you're no match for him!" Wu Xuan shouted as he struggled violently. His movements naturally agitated his wound, accelerating the release of the silver light within his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Only when his life is in danger will that last resort be unleashed.

"Haha, leave? Can you leave?" Tang Fozu stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Qiuer's slender neck in the air.

"Bang!" The golden dragon spear fell from his hand. Wang Qiuer had no power to resist and became a lamb to be slaughtered.

"The son of destiny can be trained slowly, but as for you, it's time for Xiao Qi's other half of his consciousness to return to its place."

Normally, the power of destiny cannot be taken away at will, unless it is voluntarily given or another genius with talent far superior to the child of destiny of the same period is born. Only then will the power of destiny be quietly transferred.

But Tang Fozu is not in this ordinary situation. As a god, he has plenty of ways to strip Wang Qiuer of her power of destiny.

"Hahaha!" Just as Tang San was about to take action, Wu Xuan, who was captured by the giant green claws, burst into laughter.

Wu Xuan's laughter was so arrogant and wanton that Tang Fozu looked at him again.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Fozu asked coldly.

"You jerk, don't think you've won. I'm just showing my cards now!" Before Wu Xuan finished speaking, a surge of energy burst out from his body, directly disintegrating the giant green claw.

"Is this... the power of destruction?" Recognizing this power, the Buddha's expression instantly turned gloomy. In his heart, he cursed the God of Destruction a thousand times.

This is a higher level of divine power. His current spiritual consciousness is only the strongest in the mortal world and cannot mobilize even a trace of divine power.

Yes, the life-saving method that the God of Destruction gave to Wu Xuan was similar to an ordinary attack from a first-level deity.

Under Wu Xuan's piercing gaze, silver light flew out of his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and a tall, sturdy figure in armor condensed. At that moment, the Qiankun Wenqing Valley, far away in the western mountains of the Sun and Moon Empire, seemed unable to withstand this powerful force and began to tremble at an extremely abnormal frequency.

"God of Destruction, what do you mean by this? You want to interfere when I'm instructing my juniors? Is this how Destruction teaches you the rules?" Tang Fozu took the lead and asked in a cold voice.

The God of Destruction smiled slightly: "It is true that I should not take action when instructing the younger generation, but the person you are instructing is the successor I have chosen with great difficulty. Who, the Sea God, would give you the face to attack my successor?" After he finished speaking, the God of Destruction punched out, and thousands of brilliant lights were like thousands of sharp swords that pierced the consciousness of Tang Buddha.

The sudden change of the God of Destruction's expression caught Tang Fozu's consciousness off guard. He had no power to resist at all and was killed by a single punch from the God of Destruction.

Following the attack of the God of Destruction, Qiankunwenqing Valley could no longer withstand the impact of the divine power. With a series of crackling sounds, the golden and silver light connecting this sea area suddenly broke.

At the same time, the Qiankunwenqing Valley, thousands of miles away, collapsed, and the legendary place where the god of love fell disappeared.

Ma Xiaotao, Ye Guyi, Xiao Xiao, Huo Yuhao, and Wang Donger, who were going through the third level, felt their eyes blurred and appeared again in the range of Mingdu West Mountain in a severe dizziness.

(End of this chapter)