Douro Continent

Chapter 471 Aunt Yuexuan (Part 2)

Tang San also raised his hand and took the hands of the two men in blue.

His strength has now made a qualitative leap. From the fluctuations of the other party's soul power, he directly judged that these two blue-clothed men should be Soul Masters of level 40 or above.

With his current strength, how could he possibly give such an opponent a chance?

Apart from Tang Hao, no one saw clearly what Tang San did. They only saw a blurry white shadow flash by, and the two men in blue were simultaneously forced back. Their outstretched arms had already fallen limply to their sides.

Tang San coldly stared at the two of them. "If you extend one paw, I'll take one off you. If you extend another, I'll take the other one off. We're here to see our master, not to see our guard dogs."

Perhaps because of the action, a strong killing intent burst forth from him, cold, bloodthirsty, evil, and a heavy wave of negative emotions swept over the first floor of Yuexuan almost instantly.

The waitresses behind the table looked at each other in shock, their bodies trembling as they backed away. If it weren't for Tang Hao, the two men in blue would already be dead.

Seeing the murderous aura emanating from his son, Tang Hao frowned deeply. He knew that the influence of the Slaughter City on Tang San was far from over.

Tang Hao knew far more than Tang San could imagine. Although he didn't say it on the surface, Tang San was, in reality, his only source of spiritual support in this world.

During his two years of training in the City of Slaughter, Tang Hao had always been secretly observing Tang San. Even the King of Slaughter was unaware that this God of Slaughter had already quietly infiltrated the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao even knew that Tang San ultimately walked out of Hell Road together with Hu Liena. Seeing his son choose to bring Hu Liena out of Hell Road in the end, Tang Hao felt very gratified. A powerful enemy is not scary; what is scary is one's own inner corruption.

Although he knew that Tang San's appearance was normal, he was still worried and became even more determined to train him according to the original plan.

The middle-aged man in purple was stunned for a moment, then flashed down the stairs, placing his hands on the shoulders of his two subordinates. His expression changed drastically as he stared at Tang San and said in a deep voice, "Such ruthless methods." The bones in the arms of the two men in blue were broken inch by inch, clearly beyond repair. Even if they could be healed, they wouldn't be able to exert force like before.

Tang San smiled coldly, "I've already shown mercy to those who look down on others."

The man in purple realized he had misjudged the young man. He hadn't expected this young man to be so strong. Even though his two subordinates hadn't released their martial souls, their soul power alone had cost Tang San their arms in a single exchange, demonstrating the young man's formidable strength. How old was he? The man in purple found it hard to believe.

A faint halo rippled, and a massive amount of soul power was suddenly released. Six soul rings quietly appeared on the purple-clad man's body, revealing his identity as a Soul Emperor.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—six spirit rings pulsed rhythmically, and the spirit power emanating from him felt somewhat familiar to Tang San. The proportions of his six spirit rings were quite impressive. He appeared to be only around fifty years old, yet possessing six spirit rings was already remarkably powerful.

With a cold smile, Tang San took another step forward, simultaneously releasing his martial soul. Under everyone's horrified gaze, five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black—quietly appeared. Tang San unleashed his full aura without reservation. The powerful killing intent seemed to make the entire Moon Pavilion tremble.

"This, this is impossible." The man in purple already had the best combination of spirit rings, and seeing the five spirit rings appear on Tang San's body, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Putting aside the fact that this young man in front of him was already quite old, he possessed five spirit rings, and the fact that his fourth spirit ring was already at the ten-thousand-year level was enough to fill him with astonishment.

What surprised him even more was what followed. A peculiar pressure emanated from Tang San, and the purple-clad man felt as if his entire soul power was being completely suppressed by this peculiar aura. Even the six soul rings on his body began to dim. Although he could still gather his own soul power, he could only gather up to about 70% at most. His strength was greatly reduced.

Almost impatiently, the man in purple raised his right hand, and a bright purple vine swayed out from his palm, instantly creating a purple barrier around him.

Tang San was taken aback when he saw the other party's spirit rings dimming, but when he saw the purple vines, a smile appeared on his lips, and he thought to himself: No wonder.

The purple-clad man's spirit is the Ghost King Vine, a plant-type spirit, an evolved version of Tang San's second spirit ring, the Ghost Vine. The reason he was suppressed by Tang San's aura is simple: it's because of Tang San's spirit.

The Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor. As a powerful ruler of the plant kingdom, the Blue Silver Emperor exerts a strong suppressive effect on any plant-type martial soul. Its mere aura is enough to make the opponent's Ghost King Vine tremble.

Therefore, although Tang San was a level below his opponent, he currently held the upper hand in terms of momentum. Tang San was fully confident that he could defeat his opponent without using his soul bone to enhance his strength.

Just then, a somewhat cold voice suddenly rang out, "Stop."

The middle-aged man in purple and Tang San looked up at the stairs at the same time. They saw a graceful and elegant woman slowly walking down the stairs, followed by two beautiful young girls.

Upon seeing this beautiful woman, Tang San was somewhat surprised, as he couldn't discern her actual age. At first glance, she appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but her eyes seemed to have seen through everything in the world, far surpassing those of a woman of that age.

The silver palace dress fit her perfectly. If Tang San had to compare her to people he knew, in terms of temperament alone, perhaps only Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, could rival her.

The difference is that she doesn't have the same pressure as Bibi Dong, but she is no less noble. Moreover, this woman doesn't have any fluctuations of soul power, so she is clearly not a soul master.

Tang Hao also looked up at the beautiful woman. The woman slowly descended the stairs, every movement of hers so elegant and natural, even when her brows were slightly furrowed, she did not lose her composure in the slightest.

"Steward Ode, what's going on?" the beautiful woman asked softly.

The middle-aged man in purple quickly stepped forward, cautiously watching Tang San's group while saying to the beautiful woman, "Madam, these two people are causing trouble. Why did you come down?"

The beautiful woman's gaze swept over Tang San, and when she saw the unusual combination of his five spirit rings, only a faint look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"How could I not sense such a strong killing intent? What's going on?" Her last question was directed at the girls behind the desk who were trembling under Tang San's intense killing intent.

Just then, a strange scene unfolded. Tang San clearly felt a gentle wave emanating from the beautiful woman in palace attire. The wave she released was elegant and natural, so gentle that it seemed capable of soothing all the sorrows in the world.

His murderous aura vanished as quickly as ice and snow upon contact with her unique aura. The entire first floor of Moon Pavilion returned to its tranquil and natural state.

A domain, that's right, a domain. Tang San, who possessed two domains, immediately sensed the source of the fluctuations emanating from the beautiful woman. But why didn't she show any soul power fluctuations despite possessing a domain?

Could it be that she has become so powerful that she can hide her soul power so well that even she herself cannot detect it? If so, it means that this woman must be a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

Just as Tang San was about to unleash his Killing God Domain to test the waters, Tang Hao grabbed his shoulder. Turning to look at his father, Tang Hao shook his head at him, and Tang San abandoned the idea of ​​releasing his domain.

Once the killing intent wore off, the girls recovered. The tall girl who had been standing there quickly ran to the beautiful woman in palace attire and whispered a few words to her. Tang San's hearing was extraordinary; he clearly heard the girl say that Tang Hao's disheveled appearance had blocked his way, and that Tang Hao had asked him to relay a message.

When the beautiful woman heard the words "a familiar face has returned," the aura she exuded shattered almost instantly, and her body began to tremble violently. She hurried down the stairs, her movements even appearing somewhat flustered.

The originally elegant and harmonious atmosphere was completely destroyed at this moment.

Everyone at Yuexuan was stunned; they had never seen the lady behave like this before.

The beautiful woman strode up to Tang Hao, ignoring Tang San beside her, and quickly grabbed Tang Hao's shoulders with both hands. Her eyes were already filled with tears. "Hao, is it really you? You, how could you..."

Sensing that the beautiful woman harbored no hostility towards his father, and considering the old acquaintance his father had mentioned earlier, Tang San took a step back and withdrew his martial soul.

Looking at the beautiful woman, Tang Hao sighed softly, "It's me, Yuehua. You don't recognize me, do you?" Tang San even saw a hint of self-mockery on Tang Hao's face.

The beautiful woman's lips trembled as she suddenly threw herself into Tang Hao's arms and burst into tears, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist as if she wanted to merge her body into his. Elegant as she was, she now disregarded her image altogether.

The kind of heart-wrenching weeping that was a complete emotional outpouring was truly astounding.

(End of this chapter)