Douluo: Man in the Endless World, Auspicious Beast of the Far North

Chapter 172 Level , Return to the Far North
"Who are you?" Tang San said coldly. He had never seen these two people before, because if he had met a woman like this once, he would definitely be deeply impressed.

Besides, Tang San has always lived in the civilian area, and the highest-ranking person he has ever met is the spirit master from the East China Sea Spirit Pagoda.

The enchanting woman pursed her lips and smiled. "You must be feeling very confused now, right? But don't be nervous. We have no ill intentions towards you."

"Yeah."

As Tang San spoke, his guard did not relax at all.

The palm of his right hand was a jasper color, and the entire palm seemed to have turned into a perfect piece of jade.

It is one of the six unique skills recorded in Xuantian Baolu, the Xuanyu Hand that is immune to all poisons!

If Xuantian Gong is the foundation of all the Tang Clan's unique skills and hidden weapon techniques, then Xuanyu Shou is the absolute auxiliary skill for the use of hidden weapons.

Of course, this skill is also an excellent means of attack.

The palm is like jade, immune to all poisons.

If you don’t move, then don’t move at all. Move like a swift dragon!
He couldn't see through the strength and origins of the two people in front of him, but this didn't mean that Tang San planned to surrender.

If these two people make any move, he will definitely take action immediately!

The enchanting woman seemed to be very accustomed to Tang San's movements. She noticed all the changes in his palms, but she didn't care at all. "I didn't expect that 20,000 years later, I would still see the appearance of the Tang Sect's unique skills. Xue'er, you should have a deeper impression of this than I do, right?"

The beautiful blonde girl beside him had a slightly abnormal look on her face. She looked at Tang San with complicated eyes.

"Who are you? And where is this place?"

"This place is called the Sea of ​​Spirit. You can think of it as the place where your spiritual power is manifested," the enchanting woman said softly, her tone pausing slightly. "As for me, my name is Bibi Dong. I am just a remnant soul that has been dead for 20,000 years."

Sea of ​​Spirit?

Bi.Bi.Dong?
Tang San seemed to have some impression of this name.

Tang San's eyes suddenly narrowed as he pondered over it. "Are you the former Spirit Hall Pope, the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, who was killed during the Jialing Pass Divine Battle 20,000 years ago?"

For a moment, Tang San's heart sank suddenly.

The book records that Bibi Dong was an extremely evil person. Not only did she lead the Spirit Hall to attack the two major empires at the time, but she also committed many evil deeds and killed countless people throughout her life. She was definitely an out-and-out female devil.

Tang San didn't mind killing people, but judging from the words in the book, Bibi Dong was definitely not a good person.

If she is the dead Bibi Dong, then the blonde girl beside her
Tang San had some vague guesses in his mind.

"It seems that you have a very bad impression of me." Bibi Dong said nonchalantly, "You may have also thought of the person next to me."

At this point, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with loneliness, "She is my daughter, Qian Renxue."

The Angel God Qian Renxue also had her position as a God of War shattered 20,000 years ago, and she has been unable to break through the limits of a soul master throughout her life.

After so many years, she has long since become a pile of bones.

The two people in front of him both died at the hands of the Tang Clan ancestor who had the same name as him, the Sea God Tang San.

"According to you, I am now in my own spiritual sea. Then why are you here?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you the specific reason for now." Qian Renxue, who had been silent the whole time, said at this moment. She looked deeply at Tang San, "You just need to know that from now on, we will be your support."

Tang San fell silent. If it was because of Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong that his martial spirit had changed like this, then perhaps there was an explanation.

Tang San didn't know what kind of existence God was in this world, but it was conceivable that as a God, his strength had completely surpassed that of mortals.

Since even dead gods can have remnant souls, it seems there is no problem in affecting a person's martial spirit.

"Your current spiritual power is still weak. This awakening is due to the fusion of our only divine power into your body, which awakened two martial souls. Next, we need to cultivate in your spiritual sea for a period of time to stabilize your spiritual consciousness."

Bibi Dong finished speaking, biting her red lips lightly, "Tang San, I'll give you a piece of advice. Before your soul power reaches level 70, do not cultivate your second martial soul!"

"Why?"

"Your angel spirit was originally named Seraphim. However, because Xue'er's divine throne was shattered, the angelic power dissipated in the world, resulting in your spirit being just a broken two-winged angel."

"This martial soul was originally bestowed upon believers by the gods. With the divine power dissipated, the martial soul naturally cannot be fully formed."

"But your second martial soul is different. Although I was already dead at that time, except for my divine power, my martial soul and everything else were the result of my own hard work. It is an innate talent."

"Your second spirit now combines the characteristics of my two main spirits, and it's extremely evil. Without the suppression of the divine angel, if you rashly cultivate this spirit, it will most likely affect your mind and turn you into a completely evil spirit master."

Speaking of this, Bibi Dong's tone sounded a little lonely.

All the events of the past seemed to appear before my eyes.

After hearing her words, Tang San still didn't completely believe them at first.

Tang San still didn't understand their origins and purpose.

"Alright, although this meeting was brief, it's more than enough for you to grasp this information right now. Tang San, let me finally remind you that while some of my deeds are undeniably true, history is written by the victors."

As Bibi Dong finished speaking, Tang San felt dizzy and his consciousness returned to the boundless darkness.

In the room, Tang San, lying flat on the bed, frowned slightly.

After a moment he opened his eyes, a little dazed.

"I'm back." Tang San looked around. It was his familiar home.

Was everything that just happened a dream?
Tang San stroked his head and realized that his body was soaked with sweat, followed by a feeling of weakness from the bottom of his heart.

My mental strength is on the verge of being overdrawn?
"Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, no matter what your purpose is, my destiny is determined by me, Tang San." Tang San took a deep breath, got up, walked to the closet, and changed his clothes.

Taking a look at the slightly brightened sky, Tang San's heart sank.

Time was short in that illusory world, but once I came out, it was over in one night.

He left the room immediately without thinking too much.

Using his exquisite control over his body, even though Tang San moved quickly, not a single sound was made.

Arriving at the rooftop, Tang San adjusted his breathing, faced the morning sun, and began to refine the purple energy and cultivate the Purple Demon Eye.

There seemed to be stars hidden in the clear eyes. At this moment, a flash of purple light appeared in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)