Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

Chapter 334 You all wait for my husband to come back!

Unlike other ferocious beasts, the Demon King was an extremely ruthless being. It had endured for a thousand years before finally attacking the immortal herb beside it, laying the foundation for its transformation into a ferocious beast.

Therefore, he did not choose to kill Huo Yuhao directly this time, because he knew that this kid might have some secrets. Rather than killing him directly, it would be better to cut off his abilities.

The external soul bone near the eye was poisoned with a corrosive toxin that had a melting effect.

If it weren't for the interference of the Demon King, Huo Yuhao would undoubtedly have succeeded in absorbing that external soul bone. This is because the compatibility between the soul bone and Huo Yuhao was simply too high.

However, the Spirit Eye Martial Soul, which had not yet undergone a second awakening, was completely unable to resist the invasion of this corrosive toxin.

The intense toxins caused a melting effect, and this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone also exhibited a specific liquefaction state during the fusion process, which actually accelerated the invasion of the toxins.

Under the influence of the toxin, Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye Martial Soul began to change. To be precise, his original Martial Soul is a combination of eyes and brain, so this also affected his brain, and consequently his mind.

Huo Yuhao covered his eyes with one hand and knelt on the ground. He didn't understand why this seemingly simple soul-hunting journey had become so complicated and difficult.

He had completely lost his mind.

Cai Meier and the other two were not spirit-type soul masters, nor did they have any experience in cultivating their own martial souls. They were at a loss and could only watch helplessly as Huo Yuhao underwent changes.

They can't do anything!

Above the God Realm, Tang San pounded the massive God Realm Central Hub with one hand, utterly enraged.

"Starry Sky Forest! King of Ten Thousand Demons!" His roar echoed throughout the God Realm.

Huo Yuhao wasn't the only one filled with doubt; Tang San felt the same way. His emotions seemed to be starting to spiral out of control, a situation he hadn't experienced since entering the God Realm.

Why is it that when the previous generation of the Asura God helped him, he was always able to do his best without anyone noticing, while when he wanted to help Huo Yuhao, all sorts of problems always arose?

Did the God of Asura go to great lengths for me back then? Is it really that difficult to help a chosen one of a plane? Or has someone emerged in this era to seize destiny, just like I did with the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago?

Suddenly, it was like a bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, only to be obscured by thick fog.

He seemed to understand something, yet he also seemed to have discovered nothing at all.

Because when he was tampering with the ocean in the Douluo Continent, he did not detect any "foreign aura," which means that there was no other transmigrator like himself.

Therefore, the person who is competing with Huo Yuhao for luck can only be a native who appears in the Douluo Continent!

Could it be that his daughter has descended to the mortal realm?

No, that's not how it works. My daughter has energy within her that I've planted, and she's slowly absorbing Huo Yuhao's fortune with the power of Haodong. It's absolutely impossible for her to be powerful enough to interfere with the original chosen one of the plane.

Could it be the Sun Goddess?

Are they descendants of the Sen family?

Tang San's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Impossible, impossible. Qian Renxue was thrown into the dimensional barrier by Senior Poseidon back then, and her death was confirmed by his own words. Not even a fragment of her angelic divine position was left behind." Tang San muttered to himself, "There's no way an angelic martial soul could ever appear again. Even if it did, it couldn't possibly have such strong luck power."

"Because even if the Angelic Martial Soul reappears, it won't be as powerful as it was before, and besides, half of the Divine Authority is already in my hands..."

What about the other half?

"Sea God, what are you howling about?" The God of Destruction suddenly appeared beside the central hub of the divine realm and shouted in a low voice.

"I'm looking at my daughter." Tang San cursed inwardly, damn it, his train of thought had just been interrupted.

"The daughter of the Sea God?" Beside Destruction, the God King of Life smiled kindly, then looked at the scene that Tang San was seeing.

"Ah!" Little Green, the Goddess of Life, covered her mouth. "How did Little Seven get into danger? Sea God, why don't you bring her back?"

Tang San was much more polite to the God of Life: "Senior Life, no need. No pain, no gain. Xiao Qi is undergoing trials; I was just concerned about her situation." "That's for the best. Xiao Zi, it's normal for the Sea God to care about his daughter. He didn't see much; it was just within a hundred miles of Xiao Qi, not exceeding the limit." Xiao Lü tugged at Destruction's sleeve. "Let's go back."

"Sea God, remember what you said." Destruction glanced at Tang San. "And..."

He left before he could finish speaking, following the God of Life.

Tang San's eyes darkened. He could guess that Zhou Weiqing's side had likely become suspicious due to Destruction. After all, Destruction was an old fox; it was possible that he had figured it out to some extent.

Moreover, he could sense what the God of Life meant.

She meant that she would now send Destruction away, and if Tang San wanted to bring his daughter back now, that would be fine too.

Because Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were in a life-or-death situation, Cai Meier had already fought with the ferocious beast.

In the split second between life and destruction, Tang San immediately reached out and transmitted an invisible wave belonging to the God of Asura to the Douluo plane, sending it to Tang Hao.

Afterwards, he left the central hub of the divine realm and sent a message to Zhou Weiqing.

"Delay the destruction for half an hour; even if we are exposed, it doesn't matter."

He turned and went back into the Sea God's Temple, looking at the other five monsters who were meditating.

"Brothers, let's move the plan forward!"

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Huo Yuhao was covering his eyes, kneeling on the ground in pain, and roaring.

Dark green light flashed continuously in his eyes, a sign that his Spirit Eye Martial Soul was undergoing a mutation. If it weren't for his own strong mental power and the wisp of divine thought that Rong Nianbing and Tang San had helped him establish, his brain would have been corrupted as well.

After all... the Demon King is a ferocious beast that has existed for 530,000 years. If converted to the cultivation level of a human soul master, that would be close to the limit, or even half a step to the limit.

Divine sense is never omnipotent; it is more of an aid than a means of communication. Moreover, this divine sense was not something he cultivated.

"You guys!" Cai Meier brandished her Evil-Slaying Dragon Spear, constantly blocking the incoming attacks.

Zi Ji's true form is the Demon Dragon King of Hell, and one of the pure-blooded true dragons. Under her suppression, the Demon-Slaying Dragon Spear is unable to unleash its full power.

"puff--"

Cai Meier coughed up a mouthful of blood, but still fiercely protected the three students behind her.

"Humans, leave one of the juniors behind, and we'll let the other three of you go." The Demon King smiled sinisterly. "You slaughtered almost half of our soul beast race; we won't let you leave so easily."

"Don't even think about it!" Cai Meier roared. "You just wait! When my husband comes back, he will definitely avenge us!"

"Hmph—" The Crimson King chuckled. "Your husband? Where is he?"

"Wait a minute, my husband..." Cai Meier shouted as she saw the three ferocious beasts attacking.

"boom--"

Just then, a loud bang came from afar, carrying boundless power. A huge hammer emerged from the ground and smashed into the three ferocious beasts in an arc.

(End of this chapter)