Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

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"Don't make it sound so tragic, like you're all so innocent."

Nan Feng stood up and slowly walked down from the platform.

"None of us are good people. You aren't, I'm not, nobody here is."

"Even if you kill them all with one blow, none of them will be innocent."

"Where do Soul Masters find such good people?"

"Don't make a fool of yourself."

Tang Chen did not answer, and tried his best to regulate his breathing.

He only has one chance. Whether he succeeds or fails, he will die!

The only difference is whether or not we can bring a few.

The group of Soul Masters who crawled out of the ruins of the Soul Arena also began to distance themselves, not daring to linger in the same spot.

Those soul masters who had previously discussed with Tang Xiao and were preparing to fight the Spirit Hall have all disappeared after seeing Tang Xiao's corpse.

Even the two elders of the Haotian Sect, who have yet to appear, have not left a trace.

Of course, the Spirit Hall also remained silent.

They could boast normally, but when Tang Chen actually stood in front of them, not a single one dared to release their martial spirit, let alone make a move. They even had to be careful with their breathing, afraid of being noticed by Tang Chen.

"Tang Hao, let's go!" Tang Chen activated his Killing Domain, and the entire Soul Arena was enveloped in this suffocating pressure.

The Killing Domain is the strongest domain in the Killing City, and the most domineering domain in the world. Its effect is to suppress magic, and the magic suppression property is absolutely valid. Enemies within the domain cannot use any soul skills and can only use the most basic form of their martial soul. It is a scaled-down version of the magic suppression effect of the Killing City.

Only the possessor of the God of Slaughter Domain can be immune to the magic-suppressing effect, but the God of Slaughter Domain itself can be countered by the Slaughter Domain.

After Tang Chen activated the Killing Domain, this place became a small killing city, and he remained the King of Killing!

"Go? Where to?" Nan Feng stepped onto the ground.

"Qian Daoliu still hasn't shown up. Can you guess where he is?"

Tang Chen's expression tightened, and Tang Hao dared not make a move.

"You can command the Thousand Streams?" Tang Chen asked doubtfully.

"Didn't you say you and Qian Daoliu were at odds?"

"We were indeed at odds, but for now, we've made up," Nan Feng said.

"There are only elders here, no worshippers. Can you guess where those worshippers are?"

"Leave? Don't be silly. If you don't kill me today, none of you are leaving."

"Did you send Tang Hao to the City of Slaughter to bring me out?" Tang Chen asked.

"Yes, it's me." Nan Feng did not deny it.

There's no need for any more pretense; all pretense is meaningless.

"Why? What do you want?" Tang Chen asked, puzzled.

"Since you know that I have already been devoured by the Nine-Headed Blood Bat King, you should also know that I can't hold on for much longer. The safest way for the Spirit Hall to attack the Clear Sky Sect is to wait until I am completely devoured by the Nine-Headed Blood Bat King."

"Why did you lure me out in the first place? Can't the Spirit Hall even wait this little bit of time? Or are you confident you can kill me?"

If this guy wanted to make him and Qian Daoliu both suffer heavy losses so he could reap the benefits, then he shouldn't have stepped forward at this time.

But to this day, there is still no trace of Qian Daoliu.

Could it be that Qian Daoliu is still controlling all of this?

Do not!impossible!

He could tell that no one could command this madman in front of him!

Even a thousand streams won't work!

"To get an answer, an answer that has troubled me for twenty years," Nan Feng said.

"What's the answer?" Tang Chen asked.

"Are you stalling for time?" Nan Feng asked.

"Hahaha!" Tang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"It is indeed a delay. As you can probably tell, my health is very poor. Once I make a move, I don't even know what will happen. I might die instantly. So, I want to buy some more time to make some preparations."

"Sure, it won't affect the result anyway." Nan Feng shrugged.

Tang Chen frowned. "You're that confident?"

"No, you want to buy some time, and I also want to delay a little longer," Nan Feng said.

"Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back, but it can fly a little longer."

"Then, let's go back to the answer we just got."

Nan Feng pointed to Tang San, who was being protected by Tang Hao behind Tang Chen.

"This matter is mainly because of him."

"Tang San?" Tang Chen was taken aback.

Why?

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"Strictly speaking, he is not your great-grandson. In fact, he killed your great-grandson, although he did not do it intentionally," Nan Feng said.

"Simply put, he possessed the original Tang San."

"Nonsense!" Tang Hao shouted angrily.

"Have you ever seen a three-year-old child who can take care of himself independently, and even take care of a decadent middle-aged man?" Nan Feng asked.

"Oh, you've seen him before. That's Tang San."

"Not only that, he has shown extraordinary abilities, thoughts, and actions since childhood, as well as a bunch of strange kung fu and weapons. You don't need to worry about anything. You have completely gained a son for free, or rather, a nanny for free."

"Perhaps you're just too oblivious; even so, you never suspected anything?"

"..."

Tang Hao fell silent.

He did have his suspicions, but they were just that—suspicions. He didn't dare to investigate further and could only attribute it all to the fact that Tang San was a hybrid of human and soul beast.

"Of course, whether you've ever doubted it or not, it doesn't change the fact that you're an idiot and a bastard," Nan Feng said.

"As a husband, you failed to protect your wife; as a father, you have never shown even the slightest responsibility towards your son."

"The debt of gratitude for giving birth to him—Blue Silver Emperor died after giving birth to him. And you? What were you doing? Did you raise him? Did you raise him as your son?"

"So whether he possessed someone else's body or not, you really have no right to say a word against him. After all, you didn't raise him, but he raised you for several years. He treated you like his own father, but you treated him like your grandson."

"I..." Tang Hao's face turned red from Nan Feng's words, but he couldn't say anything back.

"To be honest, when it comes to descendants, you and Qian Daoliu are about the same." Nan Feng looked at Tang Chen.

"Your son is cowardly and afraid of trouble, and your grandson is just like that. As for Qian Daoliu, I would never believe that Qian Xunji's despicable behavior is not a bit like his biological father."

Tang Chen's expression was inscrutable.

I don't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"By the way, Tang San, I'm sure you saw a lot of familiar things in the Spirit Hall, right?" Nan Feng said.

"Don't doubt yourself, all those things came from you. As for the method, I'm sure you've already guessed it."

"Don't blame Xiao Wu, she had no choice. After all, the lives of her whole family are in my hands. If you insist on hating and blaming, you should also look at me, the culprit."

"I threatened you to write down the Xuan Tian Treasure Record in the Star Dou Great Forest, I also made Xiao Wu steal your things, and I killed Yu Xiaogang. I did it all."

"All your grudges can be pinned on me alone. If you want revenge, you should come to me, not be like that coward beside you who only dares to vent his anger on innocent and weak people. Although the Tang Clan is not a prestigious sect, surely it's not this despicable?"

"Who...who are you?" Tang San asked, lost in thought.

This person knows everything about him! (End of Chapter)