Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

At the entrance of the Haotian Sect, Tang San, along with Bei Bei and Tang Ya, finally set foot on this familiar yet unfamiliar land.

He suppressed the murderous intent he felt towards the two people beside him—his identity as the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult was now completely confirmed, and there was no point in turning against him now; these two could at least serve as his temporary allies.

Tang San had already planned it out: first, he would communicate with the divine soul deep within the Clear Sky Sect, and then immediately return to Seagod Island to begin the Seagod's Trial. Only by becoming a god could he break through the current predicament.

As soon as Tang San stepped into the heart of the sect, he keenly sensed several sharp gazes falling on him like needles.

He subconsciously released his mental energy to investigate, but the area he could sense was empty, with nothing unusual.

"Illusion?"

Tang San frowned, his vigilance growing even stronger.

Ever since he was tricked into joining the Holy Spirit Cult by Xuanzi, he always felt that he was in someone else's trap, and every step he took was like walking on thin ice.

In the courtyard not far away, Wang Dong'er was talking to Xiao Xiao when she suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on the three figures in front of her.

Xiao Xiao followed her gaze and was instantly stunned—it was Tang San, Bei Bei, and Tang Ya.

Tang San spotted Wang Dong'er at a glance and was overjoyed. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Wang Dong'er flip her wrist, and a jet-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hand. The hammer body shimmered with a dark light, clearly indicating that she was truly enraged.

Tang San stopped abruptly, a sense of foreboding gripping him instantly.

"You dare come back, Tang San?!" Wang Dong'er brandished the Clear Sky Hammer, her voice filled with contempt and anger. "You scum of the Holy Spirit Cult, do you even deserve to set foot in the Clear Sky Sect? Do you really think that having a few Clear Sky Sect bloodlines will make us accept you?"

She never imagined that this Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, who had killed the Star Luo Emperor and stirred up trouble across the continent, would actually have the audacity to come to the Haotian Sect! He was utterly shameless!
"Dong'er, let me explain, things aren't what you think!" Tang San said urgently, not wanting to be enemies with his daughter.

"Missing your mother, huh!" Wang Dong'er retorted without hesitation, her tone quick and harsh.

"..."

Tang San was instantly speechless.

He had lived two lives, and this was the first time he had been so openly insulted, especially by his own daughter.

A torrent of explanations stuck in his throat; he didn't know how to respond.

After a moment, Tang San took a deep breath and took out his Clear Sky Hammer—it seemed that only his father's "love" could calm the child down.

But the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

Wang Dong'er's figure approached like a ghost, and the Haotian Hammer came crashing down with a whooshing sound. Its speed and power far exceeded his expectations! It was even faster than he was in his current state!
This is impossible!

Tang San was greatly alarmed and hastily raised his Clear Sky Hammer to block.

"clang--"

The two hammers collided, and a piercing metallic roar echoed through the valley.

Tang San felt a tremendous force coming from him, his arms went numb, and he was so shaken that he staggered backward, and the bluestone slab under his feet cracked in several places.

Before he could regain his footing, Wang Dong'er's second hammer came down, its angle tricky and each strike potentially fatal.

What happened next completely exceeded everyone's expectations—Tang San was unilaterally crushed and utterly defeated by Wang Dong'er, without any power to fight back.

His pride in his ability to control the battlefield and his agile movements seemed so pale and powerless in the face of absolute power and speed.

Beibei and Tang Ya stood there dumbfounded, watching their "Holy Prince" get beaten up, without making the slightest move to help.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion: His Highness the Holy Son... how come he is so weak?
Tang San:……

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound of the Clear Sky Hammer striking the ground continued to echo. Tang San was beaten badly, his clothes were torn, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

In a pavilion not far away, Niu Tian and Titan were drinking when they noticed something was wrong outside and rushed over.

The two were instantly dumbfounded upon seeing the scene before them—

How come Tang San looks so effeminate after only a few days? And he was even beaten to a pulp by Xiao Dong?

Seeing Wang Dong'er's Clear Sky Hammer about to smash down on Tang San's head, Niu Tian and Titan didn't have time to think anymore and rushed forward to stop her: "Dong'er, have mercy!" "Big Father, Second Father!" Wang Dong'er paused, turned her head and glared at the two of them, her eyes resolute, "If you dare to stop me today, I will sever all ties with you!"

She wanted to see whether, in the hearts of these two fathers, she, their own niece, was more important, or Tang San, that scoundrel, was more important!
Niu Tian and Titan froze instantly, their faces turning extremely ugly.

Oh no, this is forcing them to choose between two options!
The two looked at each other and saw the difficulty in each other's eyes.

Just then, they simultaneously sensed an unusually powerful fluctuation of soul power emanating from the secret chamber deep within the sect.

"not good!"

The two men's expressions changed drastically. No longer caring about stopping Wang Dong'er, they turned around and rushed towards the secret chamber.

Tang San, who was pinned to the ground, almost fainted upon seeing this scene—

You two beasts! Didn't you see I was about to be beaten to death by Dong'er? You're just going to leave like that?

What an ignorant white-eyed wolf!
Deep within the Haotian Sect, in a secret chamber that is sealed off year-round.

Black and White Feather walked in side by side, their gazes fixed on the beam of light radiating divine power in the center of the secret chamber—within the beam, the outline of a divine soul was faintly visible, which was a wisp of remnant soul left behind by the Sea God Tang San.

"This is it." Hei looked up at the divine might, then turned to Bai Yu beside him, his tone calm. "Should we make our move now?"

"OK!" Bai Yu nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes.

She reached out her hand, and Hei immediately reached out to shake it.

Just as their fingertips touched, two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance to the secret chamber; it was Niu Tian and Titan who had rushed over.

"You two do indeed know a lot." Niu Tian's gaze was as cold as ice as he stared intently at Hei and Bai Yu. "Your arrival is probably not accidental, is it? Perhaps Xiao Dong outside is also helping you cover for each other?"

He had long suspected that these two guys who came back with Wang Dong'er were suspicious, and now it seemed that they were indeed after the soul in the secret room!

"I didn't expect you two to react so quickly; it truly exceeds my expectations," Hei said calmly, without the slightest hint of panic in his tone.

"Compared to the farce outside, we care more about your true purpose in coming here." Niu Tian was too lazy to beat around the bush and went straight to the point, questioning them, "You've got some nerve trespassing into the forbidden area of ​​the Haotian Sect."

"You'd better tell the truth, or I, Titan, will smash your heads with one punch!" Titan clenched his fist, his soul power surging around him, and the pressure of a Limit Douluo instantly enveloped the entire secret chamber.

Hei, however, didn't care at all. He merely glanced at Bai Yu and asked softly, "Are you ready, little sister?"

"Always be prepared, brother." Bai Yu's voice was clear and crisp, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

"So……"

The soul power of the two suddenly surged. Hei's body was filled with dazzling light-attribute soul power, while Bai Yu's body was filled with profound dark-attribute soul power.

Two seemingly mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining forces have now perfectly merged together, forming a terrifying torrent of energy.

"We will judge the sea god in the name of judgment and to condemn his crimes!"

The voices of Hei and Bai Yu rang out simultaneously. In the instant their soul powers merged, a blurry figure appeared behind them. It was their Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Judgment!
Niu Tian and Titan's expressions changed drastically, and they instantly realized: these two guys were actually after the remnant soul of the Sea God Tang San!
Where exactly did they slip up? Or was that effeminate Tang San outside actually a decoy?

"Big brother!"

"Stop them, second brother!"

Without further hesitation, the two attacked simultaneously. The full-force strike of the Limit Douluo, carrying a world-destroying momentum, hurtled towards Hei and Baiyu.

But they never expected that they would be facing a terrifying force that even they could not resist.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar erupted as two forces collided within the sealed chamber.

Niu Tian and Titan were thrown back like kites with broken strings, retreating dozens of meters before barely managing to regain their footing. Their chests heaved violently, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

“This power…” Niu Tian stared in shock at the figure formed from the power of light and darkness before him, his voice trembling, “It definitely does not belong to the Douluo Continent!”

...(End of chapter)