Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

"A bunch of cowardly, ungrateful spineless wimps!"

"I, Tang San, have finally seen things clearly today!"

"What kind of bullshit sects are these! What kind of bullshit family ties are these! In their eyes, nothing is more important than their own lives!"

"It's better to leave a sect like this!"

Tang San suddenly stood up from the ground, straightening his spine. His thin body seemed to contain an unyielding pride.

He wiped the blood and tears from his face, his eyes becoming unusually calm.

"From this day forward, I, Tang San, sever all ties with the Clear Sky Sect!"

"I will avenge my father myself!"

"What you cowards won't dare to do, I'll do!"

"The Spirit Hall, which you dare not provoke, I will provoke!"

"One day, I will personally twist Lin Ye's head off and use his blood to wash away my father's injustice!"

"I will also let the entire Douluo Continent know just what kind of trash your Clear Sky Sect is!"

After saying that, Tang San didn't look at anyone again. He turned around and walked to Yu Xiaogang's side, helping him up from the ground.

"Teacher, let's go!"

Yu Xiaogang remained silent throughout; he simply watched everything unfold in quiet contemplation.

When he saw Tang San say these words, he felt secretly gratified and excited.

This is the Tang San he wanted to see!

Unyielding, filled with hatred and fighting spirit!

Only Tang San, with such qualities, can grow in adversity and fulfill his long-cherished wish of revenge!

"Don't be discouraged, mistress."

Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear,

"At least we're still alive, there's still time for everything."

"A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years; as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn."

"The humiliation they have inflicted upon us today, we will repay a hundredfold in the future!"

Tang San nodded heavily.

He helped Yu Xiaogang up, and without looking back, he walked step by step out of the Haotian Palace, a place that filled him with endless disgust and coldness.

Watching their departing figures, the elders in the main hall all had extremely grim expressions.

"This is outrageous! This is truly outrageous! How dare a junior speak to us like this!" An elder trembled with rage.

"Sect Master! Are we just going to let them go like this? If word gets out, what will become of the Haotian Sect's reputation?"

Tang Xiao sat on the throne, not uttering a word, but his face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

Only Lieyang Douluo watched that receding figure with a complex expression.

He didn't know whether letting this young man, filled with boundless hatred, go today would be a blessing or a curse for the Haotian Sect...

……

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Wuhun City, at the Papal Palace.

Lin Ye was leisurely lying on the rocking chair in the palace, while Zhu Zhuqing, like a docile kitten, nestled in his arms, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

"Do you think those old fogies from the Clear Sky Sect would go to war with us for that good-for-nothing Tang Hao?"

While playing with Lin Ye's fingers, Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously.

Lin Ye scoffed upon hearing this.

"Go to war? They wouldn't dare even if they had a hundred lives."

He lightly brushed the tip of Zhu Zhuqing's pert nose and said lazily:

"Those old guys, they're all as cunning as monkeys. They were scared of us more than ten years ago, and now they've been hiding in the mountains like cowards for over a decade. Their bones have long since gone soft."

"Do you think it's possible for them to mobilize their entire force and fight to the death against the powerful Spirit Hall for a dead 'sinner' who brought great shame to their sect?"

"Those old guys will only vent all their resentment on that poor little Tang San."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

She wasn't very interested in the infighting between these sects.

All she knew was that as long as Lin Ye was there, he could hold up the sky even if it fell.

Just then, a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.

"Come in," Lin Ye said calmly.

A maid pushed open the door and entered, kneeling respectfully on the ground.

"Your Highness, Elder Ju requests an audience."

"Let him in."

Soon, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan swayed his hips and walked in with a fawning expression.

"Your Highness, the tasks you entrusted to us have all been completed."

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed deeply, his posture extremely respectful.

Ever since he learned that Lin Ye was the inheritor of the divine power, he didn't dare to breathe loudly in front of Lin Ye.

They were afraid that if they were not careful, they might displease this future god and kill him on a whim.

"Oh? Tell me about it." Lin Ye didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

"Hehe," Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled twice, then quickly reported to the guide.

"As you instructed, we have spread the news through various channels that you single-handedly and forcefully killed Haotian Douluo Tang Hao outside Tiandou City."

"Now, I'm afraid the entire upper echelons of the Soul Master world on the continent already know this news."

"Furthermore, we spread the word that the reason you killed Tang Hao was because those people from Shrek Academy were blind and attacked you first. That old bastard Tang Hao was protective of his own and tried to kill you without knowing the truth, but you ended up killing him instead."

"In this way, we've secured the moral high ground and silenced all criticism!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye smiled slightly.

Ju Douluo, that old fox, is actually quite reliable when it comes to getting things done.

To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit.

Not only should Tang Hao be killed, but he should also be nailed to the pillar of shame, so that even his death will be dishonorable.

"Well done," Lin Ye casually complimented.

Ju Douluo was overjoyed, feeling as if his bones had become lighter.

To receive a compliment from a future deity is an immense honor!

"Oh, right," Lin Ye said, as if suddenly remembering something, and continued to ask.

"What about what I was asked to announce?"

"It's been announced!" Chrysanthemum Douluo said hurriedly.

"We have announced to the world that a grand ceremony will be held in Spirit City in one month to celebrate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's formal submission to our Spirit Hall!"

"At that time, all the prominent sects and forces on the mainland will be invited to attend the ceremony!"

Lin Ye nodded.

well.

Everything was proceeding smoothly and according to his script.

He wanted to show everyone on the mainland that those who obeyed him would prosper, and those who opposed him would perish!

He wanted to completely shatter the hopes of those who were still wavering and clinging to wishful thinking!

"One month later..." Lin Ye's eyes turned icy cold.

"The real show is just beginning."

Just as Lin Ye had predicted, these two pieces of news caused a huge uproar throughout the entire Douluo Continent!

Haotian Douluo Tang Hao is dead?!

He was killed single-handedly by Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall who was only a teenager?!

How is this possible?!

That's Tang Hao! He was once a peerless warrior who single-handedly defeated three Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall and escaped unscathed from the hands of the former Pope, Qian Xunji!