Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: Starting with a Bond to God King Tang San

Chapter 162 Tang San's Some Regret

Just as the life force was about to touch the core of the swamp, a huge black demonic hand reached out from the depths of the swamp and slammed down on Deng Mu.

The power of this demonic hand was terrifying; wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, producing a piercing sound.

Without hesitation, Ye Guyi rushed forward, the light of her Holy Angel Martial Soul shining to its fullest extent as she used her own body to shield Deng Mu from the fatal blow.

At this critical moment, the life mark that Deng Mu had secretly left on Ye Guyi was instantly activated.

He had been worried that something might happen to Ye Guyi, so he secretly left a backup plan for her.

A verdant halo, like an indestructible shield, tightly protected the Leaf Bone Robe.

The power of the demonic hand was weakened layer by layer by this halo, ultimately only causing Ye Guyi some superficial injuries. Even so, the impact still sent her flying several feet away.

Deng Mu flashed and appeared beside Ye Guyi like a ghost, catching her firmly in his arms.

Looking at Ye Guyi, who was pale but unharmed in his arms, Deng Mu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that he had left a backup plan for Ye Guyi, otherwise Ye Guyi would have been dead for sure.

Deng Mu looked at Ye Guyi in his arms and said softly, "Miss Ye, it's so good that you're alright. That was really dangerous."

Ye Guyi smiled slightly and said weakly, "Deng Mu, I'm fine."

Deng Mu gently placed Ye Guyi on a relatively flat boulder and said, "Miss Ye, please rest here for now. I'll go and take care of the last bit of trouble."

After saying that, he slowly stood up, his life force surging and his aura suddenly rising.

At this moment, it doesn't seem wrong for someone to act impulsively because their friend is injured.

At this moment, his body was enveloped in a rich emerald green light, within which countless vibrant lives seemed to leap and cheer, as if the life force of the entire world was converging on him.

As Deng Mu focused his mind, the life force surrounding him seemed to receive a command, transforming into countless tiny yet resilient threads that spread rapidly toward the core of evil.

Wherever these threads touched, the black mist vanished instantly, like snow meeting the sun.

The moment the threads touched the core of evil, a burst of intense black light erupted from the core, attempting to break free from the shackles of life force.

However, this struggle was in vain.

Deng Mu snorted lightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He raised his hands slightly and clenched them into fists.

The threads tightened instantly, like an airtight net, tightly wrapping up the evil core.

Immediately afterwards, life force surged forth like a tidal wave, continuously pouring into the evil core.

Under the powerful erosion of life force, the light of the evil core gradually dimmed, and the evil power within was purified little by little. The black substance continuously faded away, replaced by a pure green light.

A moment later, with a soft "pop" sound, the evil core was completely purified, transforming into a ball of pure life energy that merged into the land.

At this moment, the entire swamp underwent a dramatic transformation. The once murky muddy water became crystal clear, and the sand and stones at the bottom were clearly visible.

The decaying plants in the swamp quickly came back to life, with tender green shoots emerging from the withered branches and leaves, and in the blink of an eye they grew into lush plants.

Colorful flowers bloom in profusion, emitting a captivating fragrance.

The gloom in the sky was swept away, and the warm sunshine shone on this newly born land, reflecting a dazzling light.

[The second of the nine trials of the God of Life has been completed. Reward: A 15% increase in affinity with the God of Life.]

"Phew, finally finished."

Deng Mu looked at the prompt in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

He then forced himself to sway, closed his eyes, and fell straight backward.

Ye Guyi had been keeping an eye on Deng Mu's condition. Upon seeing this, she instantly leaped up and caught him steadily.

"Deng Mu! Deng Mu!" Ye Guyi called out anxiously, her voice filled with panic.

She gently patted Deng Mu's cheek, trying to wake him, but Deng Mu did not respond; his face only grew paler.

Seeing this, Ye Guyi carried Deng Mu and rode off on horseback toward the nearest city.

……

"That's strange, why do I feel a little hot?"

Tang San, who was reading a book, felt an inexplicable heat and was a little puzzled.

You need to know where he is, but the temperature in his palace couldn't possibly change suddenly.

Since Dai Mubai and the others left, he has been researching various materials, trying to figure out his physical condition, but he has not been able to find out what disease he has.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He was now certain of one thing: he was under some kind of curse, a curse of such high level that even he, a god-king, couldn't detect it.

Even the Goddess of Life couldn't detect it. There are two possibilities: one is a curse cast by the cosmic consciousness, and the other is a curse cast by a hostile force in the divine realm.

Tang San really couldn't understand how he had fallen under this curse.

The center of his body was still his most important place, and he really couldn't figure out how he had been infected.

Could it be that Xiao Wu is one of those people's accomplices?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Xiao Wu would never betray him; he knew that perfectly well.

They went through so much together in Douluo Continent, Xiao Wu had no reason to betray him, and he had never done anything to wrong her.

It couldn't possibly be Bibi Dong's resentment, could it? Since Bibi Dong died, the position of the Rakshasa God has been missing, and no one knows where he went.

He didn't pay much attention to the disappearance of the Rakshasa God's position until he arrived in the God Realm and realized how much he had lost.

There are very few first-level god positions in the entire god realm, and these are often vacant.

Tang San couldn't help but wonder if someone had obtained the Rakshasa Godhood and was secretly attacking him.

It is important to know that Rakshasa is one of the two great evil gods in the world. Rakshasa is in charge of evil thoughts, controls the power of extreme evil and the killing of resentment, controls all evil in the world, and also represents all negative emotions in the world.

It is mutually restrained and opposed to the Asura God, another evil god who is in charge of killing; they are eternal enemies.

The person who inherits the position of Rakshasa will definitely see him as an enemy and try to kill him.

Thinking of this possibility, Tang San felt a little regretful. He should have taken over the position of Rakshasa God after Bibi Dong died.

Later, assigning the position of Rakshasa to one of their own people, or keeping it, would both be good options.

As for the position of the Angel God, it has long been lost. Unless the humans of a continent start to worship the Angel God again, the position of the Angel God can be restored, but this is impossible.

(End of this chapter)