Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 134 Tang San Turns to Ashes, Asura God Power

"Ah~"

The moment the Red Lotus Karmic Flame ignited, Tang San let out a bloodcurdling scream that was inhuman. The scream was so shrill that it sent chills down the spines of everyone who heard it.

"Who exactly is this person? Why does Tang San hate him so much and regard him as a mortal enemy?"

"Furthermore, Tang San has devoured so many people, his strength has increased again and again, how come he couldn't even touch the hem of this person's clothes, and was rendered powerless by mere flames?"

"Don't even mention Tang San, wasn't Tang Hao taken down in one move by this guy before?"

"This person also came out of the Papal Palace, so he should be from the Spirit Hall, right? And judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to have a low status in the Spirit Hall."

Everyone was curious about Ning Qiuyang's identity and began to speculate.

Whether it was the revelation of past events, showcasing Tang San and Tang Hao's sordid past, or his two consecutive attacks, Ning Qiuyang left a very deep impression on them.

"Rakshasa God, please help me, please help me!"

Faced with the Red Lotus Karmic Flame, Tang San's Soul Bone Set's defensive capabilities seemed to fail, completely unable to stop the Red Lotus Karmic Flame from burning.

As Tang San cried out in pain, he also heard the screams of the Rakshasa God in his mind.

His last divine thought was killed by Ning Qiuyang.

However, he did not know the specifics of the situation. This time, he chose to hide his divine sense deep within Tang San's spiritual sea because he was worried that if Tang San was defeated, he could leave calmly.

However, Rakshasa God did not expect that Ning Qiuyang's Red Lotus Karmic Fire would actually spread along Tang San's spirit into Tang San's spiritual sea, and directly chase after him and start burning him.

The Red Lotus Karmic Flame was a natural nemesis to both him and Tang San.

Especially after Tang San began devouring other Soul Masters, he accumulated countless blood debts. The pain caused to him by the Red Lotus Karmic Flame reached its extreme, with every cell in his body transmitting unbearable agony.

"Useless trash, what kind of god are you? You're just a piece of trash."

Tang San swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe wildly in his hand while constantly cursing the Rakshasa God.

A dignified first-level god was actually helpless against a mortal like Ning Qiuyang. Not to mention helping him kill Ning Qiuyang, he couldn't even protect himself.

Amidst the pain, Tang San felt a deep sense of fear.

The intense pain brought a sliver of clarity to his nearly insane mind, making him realize that his life force was rapidly slipping away.

Although the Rakshasa God's power protected him, allowing him to endure the strange flames for a little longer, it did nothing to help him except cause him more pain.

Tang San wanted to escape; to save his life, he was willing to abandon everything.

However, his legs were almost reduced to bones from being burned by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, making it extremely difficult for him to move.

Death, this familiar yet unfamiliar shadow, filled Tang San with immense fear.

Having transmigrated from the Tang Sect world, he always believed he possessed great fortune. Even after encountering Ning Qiuyang and suffering repeated setbacks, he only regarded them as trials on the road to the summit and never imagined that he would perish so early.

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Realizing that death was imminent, Tang San was filled with boundless fear.

"Ning Qiuyang, I admit defeat. I, Tang San, admit defeat. I will not seek revenge. I swear I will never offend you again. Please spare me, please spare me."

Faced with the fear of death, Tang San actually begged for mercy from Ning Qiuyang, whom he hated to the core, throwing all his dignity and pride to the back of his mind.

Tang San's trachea and vocal cords had begun to atrophy, and the voice he emitted was hoarse and shrill, like the murmur of a demon, terrifying beyond measure.

Ning Qiuyang remained completely unmoved by Tang San's pleas for mercy.

Tang San knew that Ning Qiuyang would never let him go, so he stared at Ning Qiuyang with his dead fish eyes, which were almost completely devoid of moisture, revealing the deepest resentment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to curse Ning Qiuyang one last time.

However, his vocal cords were completely burned, and he could no longer make any sound. At this point, Tang San was not far from death.

But what went first to Tang San was the Rakshasa God's divine thought within his spiritual sea.

Tang San's spiritual sea completely dried up, and the Rakshasa God's divine sense hidden within it was as if surrounded by flames, deeply refined into nothingness.

As the Rakshasa God's divine consciousness vanished, the Rakshasa God's divine power within Tang San's body also completely disappeared. The Red Lotus Karmic Fire suddenly flared up, and Tang San, who had shrunk several times over, was completely burned to ashes.

"died."

Qian Renxue looked at the pile of ashes in front of her and said.

But at that moment, Ning Qiuyang snorted coldly and reached out to grab something in front of him.

"Leave it to me."

As Ning Qiuyang made his move, a crimson light appeared in the sky not far away.

Tang San's physical body had died, and his soul should have entered the underworld. However, this red light carried Tang San's soul and attempted to escape.

"Divine power?"

Having come into contact with the power of the Sea God, Qian Renxue immediately recognized that this red light was also a divine power, and to her, it felt even more powerful and terrifying than the Sea God's power.

Bibi Dong had already focused her attention on this area when Tang San was enveloped by the Red Lotus Karmic Flame. When she saw the red light, Bibi Dong couldn't help but frown.

Tang San, like her, is a successor of the Rakshasa God, and his progress in the divine examination and the benefits he received from the Rakshasa God far surpass those of hers.

Bibi Dong believed that even if she went all out, it would be difficult to defeat Tang San, who had just experienced a surge in strength, let alone kill him.

Yet, this formidable enemy, which even she found troublesome, was easily defeated by Ning Qiuyang.

Ning Qiuyang's Red Lotus Karmic Fire also made her feel a deep sense of danger.

If she were the one covered by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, she couldn't guarantee that her fate would be much better than Tang San's.

When that red light appeared, Bibi Dong could no longer suppress her doubts and shock.

"Is this not the divine power of the Rakshasa God?"

As the successor of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong was very familiar with the Rakshasa God's divine power. Although this divine power was somewhat similar to the Rakshasa God's divine power, it was completely different in essence.

"Could it be that Tang San possesses the inheritance of two divine positions?"

"What inheritance? Dong'er, what happened to that wretched Tang San? I just heard him screaming. Is he still alive?"

Yu Xiaogang asked nervously.

Yu Xiaogang only wished that Tang San, his good disciple, was still alive.

As long as Tang San is alive, Yu Xiaogang will live in constant fear.

Bibi Dong did not answer Yu Xiaogang's question, but watched as Ning Qiuyang stretched out one hand, transforming it into a giant palm that reached for the red divine power.

Although the red divine power was fast, it still could not escape the coverage of the giant hand.

"I was prepared for this move."

Since Ning Qiuyang knew that Tang San's soul was brought to Douluo Continent by the God of Asura, he would naturally be wary of Tang San encountering danger, as the God of Asura might intervene.

But he didn't expect that the God of Asura would indeed make a move, but it was after Tang San's death that he wanted to take away his soul.

Yama's Palm suddenly clenched, grasping the red divine power in one go.

(End of this chapter)