In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 224 Long Yingtian, you truly are a heinous villain.

"Heh." Sword Douluo sneered. They had also sent people to investigate Zhu Wu's general deeds in Holy Soul Village.

"Logically speaking, I should have helped Zhu Wu get revenge," Zhu Wu continued, "but I didn't choose to do so?"

"Tang San, do you know why this is?"

Tang San's eyes were filled with coldness as he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and prevent the fusion technique from being interrupted.

He really wants to kill Long Yingtian now, but only if he has enough power.

He must be patient for now.

"Because Zhu Wu has already taken his own revenge." Zhu Wu smiled. "That explosion was actually caused by Zhu Wu."

Tang San's forehead veins throbbed instantly.

Damn it, damn it! Zhu Wu deserves to die, Long Yingtian deserves to die, you all deserve to die!

"Tsk tsk, I heard it from him," Zhu Wu continued, "one of your two balls was blown to bits on the spot."

"Cough cough." Xiao Chenyu coughed on the spot, his gaze subconsciously falling on Tang San's lower body.

"Sigh, these young people these days really hold grudges." The God of Evil glanced at the God of Asura beside him, his expression remaining calm.

You've even set your sights on such petty thieves, Shura? You don't have some kind of weird fetish, do you?

Thinking to himself, he added aloud, "It's alright, it's just one missing piece. Repairing it is a piece of cake."

The veins on the Asura God's forehead bulged noticeably.

Just then, Tang San's aura surged to its peak, as if by divine inspiration, and he instantly felt that he had established some kind of connection with his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

At this moment, it felt as if he were the handle of the Haotian Hammer, completely merging with it.

"The true form of the weapon spirit!" Ning Fengzhi, sitting in the VIP seat, instantly froze.

Bibi Dong, sitting next to him, also had a flash of interest. If she could, she would really like Tang San to kill Long Yingtian on the spot.

Lost in thought, Zhu Wu's calm voice suddenly rang out, "True form of the weapon spirit, very good!"

"Tang San, you now possess the power of a Soul Saint, and your cultivation is still above mine."

"There's no longer any reason to try and cover up their upcoming failures!"

Soul Saint Tang San's eyes flashed, and he straightened his back slightly. This time, only Long Yingtian would be defeated.

Long Yingtian is currently only a Soul King, while he possesses the strength of a Soul Saint—two major realms apart. How could Long Yingtian possibly win, and what right does he have to win?

Long Yingtian, you are doomed to die today!

"You can go down first." Suppressing the urge to immediately release the terrifying energy within her, she turned and said softly.

"Okay!" Yu Tianheng nodded slightly, glanced at his teammates, and turned to leave.

"Third Brother, be careful," Xiao Wu whispered, then glared at Zhu Wu before leaving.

Tang San then turned around, looking directly at Long Yingtian, his thin wings flapping behind him as he slowly rose into the air.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing," Zhu Wu suddenly added. "Besides Xiao Wu, and Jing Ling and Huang Yuan who were brought in later, all the other participants from Shrek Academy have lost their fertility due to kidney failure caused by muscle strain."

The expressions of all the Shrek Academy students who had not yet left the arena changed drastically.

Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows, was the same.

His son has lost his fertility, which means that he will have no descendants.

His fists clenched unconsciously, and his eyes flashed with killing intent as he looked at Long Yingtian.

"I've said it before, teaching people without practical experience will lead to trouble," Zhu Wu said with a smile. "The training manual I left for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is the result of countless years of practice by my Beast Sect. It's already mature, and it can't be changed so easily. Besides, the training content is meant to lay a foundation. It can't be arbitrarily modified by some master as a team's physical training program."

"Ha, the more ignorant a person is, the more likely they are to be blindly confident."

"I discovered and cured Oslo in time, but you guys, I'm sorry, it's too late."

"How could this happen?" The Shrek Academy students looked at Yu Xiaogang, their expressions ranging from blank to hateful.

"How could this be?" Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale, and he froze instantly.

Long Yingtian wants to ruin my reputation and destroy me completely. This thought popped into my head, and I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest, and a mouthful of blood rushed to my throat.

It sprayed out with a "poof".

The next second, he shuddered and fainted on the spot.

"Xiao Gang!" Liu Erlong cried out and rushed over to support him.

Bibi Dong subconsciously leaned slightly forward, a look of worry flashing in her eyes. Then her gaze moved to Long Yingtian, and a murderous intent flashed and disappeared.

"Long Yingtian, you!" Xiao Wu stared at Zhu Wu with eyes blazing with fury.

"What, is it my fault for not reminding you?" Zhu Wu raised an eyebrow. "More than that, I'm curious why you're alright."

Xiao Wu immediately fell silent, daring not to speak her anger.

Looking into Zhu Wu's eyes, a nameless fear rose within her at that moment, and she subconsciously looked away, genuinely afraid of being captured and studied.

"That's ruthless!" Golden Crocodile Douluo said with a solemn expression, "This Long Yingtian is no simple man."

"Long Yingtian, you deserve to die!" Tang San could no longer restrain himself, staring directly at Zhu Wu with undisguised murderous intent, his voice gloomy.

The next second, its four wings flapped, and it charged straight at Zhu Wu.

"Then let's see if you have the ability," Zhu Wu smiled and then called out softly.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Possession!"

The fifth spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and a massive phantom of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger appeared behind him. Its skin was immediately stained with a black light, and wisps of gray aura rose from it. The dragon horns vanished, and the dragon scales disappeared, replaced by black demonic patterns. A black "king" character pattern appeared on his forehead, his hair quickly turned black, and his enormous seven-colored dragon wings transformed into jet-black bat wings, with a scorpion tail extending from behind him.

A fierce, tyrannical, and evil aura swept across the land.

"This is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger!" Bibi Dong immediately recognized the soul beast represented by the phantom behind Long Yingtian.

"Possessed by an evil god!" With a thought, Zhu Wu activated the gray divine power within his soul core, causing the gray aura around his body to become even denser and rapidly converge towards his brow, quickly forming a rhombus-shaped gray mark in the center of the jet-black "king" character pattern.

The evil aura emanating from him instantly intensified, his black hair flying wildly, as if a demon god had descended to earth.

"This is the aura of a god!" Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.

"Ahem." The evil god, who was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed and holding a wine glass, coughed on the spot. Then he turned his head and said, "Shura, this has nothing to do with me. The divine power in this kid's body has obviously been purified. There is no trace of my divine sense in him."

"Could it be that the divine power that overflowed from that battle back then accidentally fell into this plane?" He stroked his chin, lost in thought.

He really didn't pay much attention to the Douluo Star plane, nor would he be so bored as to stuff divine power into a soul beast.

Judging from Long Yingtian's actions, his divine power likely descended upon a tiger-type soul beast, causing it to mutate and be passed down through its bloodline. Then, Long Yingtian happened to hunt it down and absorb its soul ring.

Then, he was discovered by that demigod and purified on the spot.

After all, it was only a wisp, and it was no longer connected to him, so it was essentially an unclaimed object. Purifying it wouldn't be difficult.

With the lightning tribulation blocking its path, this tiger has no chance of transforming into a god. A human, however, might have a chance to become a second-level subordinate god, even a minor evil god. Of course, that would have been right after the war, because the divine realm had suffered heavy losses and many vacancies. Now, there's definitely no chance of using this wisp of divine power to achieve godhood, because all the positions are filled.

Unless someone gives up their seat.

But this little guy has already made it clear that he wants to rely on himself to condense his divine position and become a god, and he also wants to take some invincible path to godhood.

If I go along with it, wouldn't I be making myself a backup option? No way, absolutely not!

Even a dignified god-king like him has his pride.

He glanced at the God of Asura and nodded slightly. "If you want to protect this Tang San, I can pretend I didn't see this."

"After all, it's not easy to find a suitable successor who is also blessed with great fortune." He made a pointed remark.

The God of Asura remained expressionless and did not respond. In fact, just now, he had secretly observed Tang San's experiences over this period through his divine sense and had to admit that even with his great fortune, Tang San was still far inferior to Long Yingtian, especially in terms of temperament.

Furthermore, the fact that Long Yingtian possessed evil divine power was indeed unexpected, and more importantly, it was seen by evil.

"Such an evil aura, Long Yingtian, you truly are a heinous villain." On the field, Tang San made this judgment in his mind.

"Today, I will rid the people of this scourge!"

"Come on, unleash your full power!" Zhu Wu raised his right hand lightly, his tone clear and bright, carrying an air of invincible confidence.

Without a word, Tang San activated all his soul bone skills, slowly raising the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands. His soul power surged wildly within him, pouring into the hammer. The hammer, which was mostly pitch black, instantly turned into a dazzling dark gold, and even Tang San's own body was quickly covered with a layer of dark gold light, becoming indistinguishable from the majestic aura emanating from the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul in that instant.

"Long Yingtian, die!" he roared, then suddenly raised his hammer and pointed it at Zhu Wu.

The next second, a dark golden light suddenly expanded outward from itself. From a distance, it looked like a phantom of a Haotian Hammer that was growing larger and larger, rapidly smashing towards Zhu Wu. With a powerful gust of wind, it compressed the air and created a deafening sonic boom.

Zhu Wu's robes fluttered, his pupils reflecting the ever-growing dark golden hammer shadow. The broad hammerhead obscured his entire body, as if what was crashing down upon him was not a hammer, but a mountain. Yet, his expression showed no fear, only a hint of disdain.

He raised his right hand, and the three attributes of wind, thunder, and evil merged, transforming into streaks of black lightning that spread across his five fingers.

The principle of Dark Demon Thunder is different in form.

But

"Tear the Heavenly Dragon Claw!" With a twist of his waist, he suddenly exerted force in his right arm and swung his five fingers out.

"Sizzle!" Five dark gray light blades suddenly burst forth, as if tearing space apart, their tails trailing black light. From the front, however, they appeared to be just five thin black lines.

Silently, without even a sound of collision, five black lines pierced straight into the hammer's surface, as if a blade were slicing through tofu.

It moved with such speed that it was as fast as a knife cutting tofu, gliding past the hammerhead in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)