Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 418 Tang San arrives on Douluo Star, Amon: "Hello."

What happens in the divine realm is unknown to those in the lower realms. Even if they did know, they would applaud and cheer, wishing they could set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Thanks to Tang San, now anyone with the surname Tang in the Douluo Continent needs immense courage. It's alright in the Tiandou Plain because the security is good and there won't be any beatings. At most, you'll just get stared at a few more times.

But in other places, if someone's surname is Tang and they don't have any skills to protect themselves, it could really be fatal. Those bloodthirsty soul masters in Douluo Continent could actually fight him in the street.

These days, only the Haotian Sect dares to openly use the surname Tang. Those who split off from the Tang Sect back then have basically all changed their surnames.

Although the various factions in Douluo Continent do not explicitly state it, they all have some Tang Sect secret techniques recorded within them.

Although the Xuan Tian Gong is incomplete, it is still one of the most advanced cultivation methods on the continent, and there is a considerable amount of content in it that is worth learning from.

The so-called "martial arts world" in Tang San's previous life may not be simple. At least in terms of status, it is no less than that of Douluo Continent, and its cultivation system is much more mature than that of Douluo Continent.

Now, all that's left of the once prestigious Tang Clan is Bei Bei, who's the only one holding things together; the sect leader, Tang Ya, has vanished without a trace.

In terms of influence and scale, the Tang Sect is not as powerful as the gaming club in Shrek Academy today.

After the upheavals in Star City and Shrek City, the Tang Clan's coffin lid was finally nailed shut.

Even if Shrek Academy is behind Bei Bei, it is absolutely impossible for Tang Sect to be revived, because Tang Sect and Tang San and others are too closely related.

If anyone dares to revive the Tang Clan, the entire continent's powers will be in trouble. Right now, even people with the surname Tang are likely to be killed, let alone someone who wants to revive the Tang Clan.
The battle in the God Realm has come to a complete end. Tang San has truly lost everything this time. His position as the Sea God has been transformed into nourishment for the Sun God, and his painstakingly cultivated connections and status in the God Realm have been used to benefit Qian Renxue.

All of Tang San's crazy actions were done by his evil side, and had nothing to do with his good side. With the backing of gods like the God of Destruction and the innate affinity of the Sun God, taking over his own faction was a piece of cake.

Tang San could tolerate all of this, after all, history is written by the victors and the vanquished, and the Spirit Hall had experienced something similar.

Tang San isn't a sore loser; he accepts that he's not as skilled as his opponent! Even if he loses miserably, he won't become hysterical; that would only make him look like a complete clown.

But he couldn't stand that damned woman Qian Renxue touching his Xiao Wu! It was an absolute taboo.

The thought of Qian Renxue using his face and his beloved Xiao Wu playing QQ Space on his bed was unbearable.

Just imagining Xiao Wu being tortured by Qian Renxue's Sun God power until her eyes rolled back, making a peace sign with both hands, and then letting out a loud "Ohhhhhhh!"

Tang San felt like he was about to explode with anger!! He would one day pay for the loss of his wife.

If I had the chance, I'd really like to slap my past self from ten thousand years ago. What's the point of keeping Qian Renxue around? I should have torn her to pieces and extracted her soul to refine her bones!
Well, that's great. Who would have thought that this old hag could actually win the resurrection match with just this little bit of terrestrial faith?

Tang San couldn't understand why Qian Renxue had suddenly become so intelligent. She used to be incredibly stupid, but now she was even playing mind games with him.

There's no point in dwelling on these things now. Tang San forcibly suppressed his resentment and flew towards Douluo Star with all his might.

Unbeknownst to him, several satellites quietly pointed their space telescopes in his direction.

High-energy divine power reactions were detected at the Xilu City Research Center and the newly established Space Research Center in the Northwest Continent.

However, it had been ten thousand years since the last time the Asura God made a move on the continent, and the researchers failed to discover the identity of the newcomer in time.

He simply reported the eyewitness report to Huo Yuhao.

Tang San was now close to the near-Earth orbit of Douluo Star. If people on the continent looked up, they could see an inconspicuous blood-red meteor streaking across the sky.

From the moment he arrived on Douluo Star, the rules of the game were dictated by Huo Yuhao.

Just as he was about to enter the Douluo Continent's atmosphere, Tang San still turned his head to look at the direction of the God Realm with resentment. His angry voice came from between his clenched teeth and melted into the flames of friction.

"I will definitely come back!!!"

Meanwhile, in the lower realm, the battle was nearing its end, with Tang Hao and Di Tian still clashing wildly in the sky.

The seven-colored radiance of the Dragon God's Claw and the black and red soul power stirred up the planet's atmosphere, tearing countless clouds apart by the aftershocks of the battle between the two powerful beings.

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, panting heavily, his chest heaving, sweat dripping from his face.

Due to the suppression of the plane's will, his power has now fallen from the level of a third-level god to the level of a priest.

The moment the Sea God's throne shattered, the little planet spirit felt that the ocean had completely returned to the planet's embrace.

Now that the little planet spirits have everything they need, they've started targeting Ah Yin and Tang Hao relentlessly.

Tang Hao didn't know when it started, but the suppression he felt suddenly increased, and every time he swung his hammer, he felt rejected by the world.

The divine power he was consuming was also increasing exponentially, while Di Tian showed no signs of fatigue at all, which puzzled Tang Hao.

The Dragon God Claw is clearly a divine skill. How can a mortal beast use it for so long without collapsing?

Di Tian stood in the clear sky, the Dragon God's Claw more dazzling than the sunlight.

Tang Hao, being a country bumpkin, naturally had no idea about the existence of the Magic Network and Dream Coins. Di Tian's soul power had been exhausted an hour ago, and he was now relying on Dream Coins to maintain his combat ability.

The Dream Coins provided by the entire Star Dou Great Forest were astronomical, and the Soul Beasts' Soul Power far exceeded that of Soul Masters of the same level. With such a massive supply of Dream Coins, Di Tian had no idea what it meant to run out of power; he had plenty of hidden reserves of energy.

As for physical fatigue, it is replenished by the vitality provided by the life-giving gold.

Holding Dream Coins and the Gold of Life, Tang Hao's attempt to wage a war of attrition is doomed to failure.

The current mainstream combat style in Douluo Continent tends towards quick kills; if you can kill someone instantly, you should never drag it out, because every second of delay increases the risk of failure.

A small loan is fine, but if you borrow too much, you can see your entire life coming to an end.

Take Tianyang Douluo, for example. He was a dignified level 97 Super Douluo and once the strongest in the Douling Empire. Now, he is struggling to resist the Sea God Family, which owes him three Limit Douluo-level Dream Coins.

Even if Tianyang Douluo didn't eat or drink for the rest of his life and used all his Dream Coins to pay off his debts, he still absolutely couldn't afford to pay it back!
Fortunately, Kerudela would not allow her warriors to take on huge loans while defending against foreign enemies, and the Northern Empire of Douling would pay off the debt for Tianyang Douluo.

Tang Hao stared intently at Di Tian's Dragon God Claw with his dark eyes; he had witnessed just how powerful this divine skill was.

The Haotian Hammer vibrated at an extremely fast frequency, and a black halo rippled in the space. Its power was replenished, ready to continue the battle with Di Tian.

Just as he was about to raise his hammer to kill Di Tian, ​​his body suddenly trembled, and he turned his head sharply to look at a blood-red meteor streaking across the sky.

"A mistress?!?"

Panic-stricken voices rang out in the air. Di Tian's eyes flickered, and a silver light flashed in the black halo behind him.

A ripple of spatial power flashed by, and Di Tian's figure suddenly appeared behind Tang Hao. In a battle between top experts, being distracted can be fatal.

The Dragon God Claw, carrying the power to tear everything apart, slashed towards Tang Hao, preparing to seize the opportunity to kill him in one blow.

Tang Hao's entire body was under alarm, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately used the "Shock" technique, but this time it was not to retaliate, but to shake himself away.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The Haotian Hammer, its magical runes shimmering in the sunlight, fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto the ground under the pull of gravity.

"Rumble rumble rumble~"

A tremendous roar came from the earth, and countless soil and rocks flew up and down, making the ground bounce up and down like a trampoline.

Centered on the Haotian Hammer, the surrounding land rises high, and a giant basin is forming.

Located in the southeast of the Star Luo Empire, surrounded by wilderness, this place did not cause too many casualties.

Tang Hao clutched his severed arm, blood gushing out like a spring. Due to this serious injury, his aura suddenly plummeted, and he was about to be unable to maintain his divine level, his energy waning.

He endured the excruciating pain and used his remaining divine power to stop the bleeding, regenerating a much smaller arm, and then used all his last bit of divine power to escape.

"Mistress! Is that you? Damn it, what happened in the God Realm?!"

Tang Hao sensed Tang San's presence. He didn't have time to be angry about the severed arm; his immediate priority was to reunite with his son and find out what had happened.

Di Tian also lost the ability to pursue. Tang Hao's escape speed using divine power was too fast. The Dragon God Claw had been maintained for too long, and even with the Life Gold, his body was groaning in pain from the strain.

This move is ultimately a divine skill; its true power still requires the divine body to activate it.

The Dragon God Claw's strongest form is the Nine-Colored Claw, a technique capable of killing gods. However, once used, whether the enemy dies or not is unknown to Di Tian, ​​but he will certainly die, and his physical body will definitely collapse.

Meanwhile, in the Southern Empire of Douling, Chen Hantian, the grandson of Chen Hanhai, stood beside the statue of the Sea God outside Lingdou City, holding a bowl of sliced ​​watermelon in his hand.

He touched the monocle on his right eye, watching the rapidly approaching blood-red meteor, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

"Finally fell for it!"

"You've finally arrived, my divine position."

A blood-red meteor landed beside the statue of the sea god, and Tang San's figure staggered out of the light.

Because he was not yet familiar with the gravity of Douluo Star and his injuries had not healed, his identity began to lean towards the past.

Fortunately, an arm firmly supported Tang San, and Tang San turned his head to see Amon's warm smile. He handed Tang San the watermelon in his hand and said:

"Hello."

"Are you hungry? Go and eat something."

Honestly, Amon's smile this time was genuinely warm and heartfelt, like a child waking up on the second day of Christmas to find a new gift in the stocking hanging by the door.

Isn't this the gift of nature?

(End of this chapter)