Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, who was kidnapped to another world

"...Zhu Zhuqing?"

"I don't know her name, but maybe it's the one you're talking about... So, what's your choice?"

"The power within this sealing formation!" Since the Ghost King is sealed within this formation, and his current power is only equal to the power contained within the sealing formation, Tang San naturally will not choose the Ghost King's power.

"As you wish..."

Looking at Tang San entering the sealing formation, the Ghost King smiled, "Heh, this Dark Sacred Tiger was only about as strong as me in life..."

The Ghost King certainly knew what Tang San was thinking, but when the Dark Holy Tiger was alive, its strength was only the same as his. Not to mention that the seal had been eroded and corrupted by his power. Therefore, devouring the power in this formation was equivalent to swallowing his power.

"Next... let's check if he's still there..."

For the Ghost King, Xiao Yan's existence was always a Damocles' sword hanging over his head. Therefore, even after gaining freedom, he still had to find out Xiao Yan's location and get rid of Xiao Yan, who was suspected to be the holder of the Flame Ancestral Symbol.

"Hmm? He actually created a demon general? And, the God Realm..." After taking control of the demonic energy, Ghost King immediately learned about Tang Chen and the existence of the God Realm.

"Ha, well, now all that's left is to get rid of him!"

*

"Finally out... What is that?!"

The sealing pillar at the core of the divine realm exploded with a deafening roar. The dark golden scales of the Golden Dragon King scraped against the broken sealing stone. The dark red threads wrapped around the dragon's body were actually woven from countless intricate divine patterns. When the last chain of confinement broke, a black tide like asphalt suddenly surged from the spacetime rift torn open by the dragon's claws. The twelve barbed dragon horns suddenly burst forth with crimson light, and the breath that was powerful enough to melt stars only burned honeycomb-like holes on the surface of the black tide.

“Something that appeared out of nowhere,” Holy light tore through the black mist, Qian Moyun’s gilded boots shattered the floating seal fragments, and the lightsaber in her hand plunged into the void rift, evaporating the last writhing dark energy into acrid white smoke. “Now, in the entire God Realm, only you and I are still alive.”

"Those Shura guys are dead? Good riddance!" Upon hearing Qian Moyun's news, the Golden Dragon King laughed wildly, but his laughter quickly subsided. "So, you released me to be your pawn?" His crimson vertical pupils stared intently at Qian Moyun in front of him.

Although the relationship between the Golden Dragon King and Qian Moyun was quite good during the thousands of years they were sealed, the Golden Dragon King was ultimately a part of the Dragon God that possessed power and brutality. It was already the limit that it did not directly attack Qian Moyun as soon as it was released from the seal.

“The God Realm is finished,” Qian Moyun naturally knew what kind of personality the Golden Dragon God had, “but the core of the God Realm cannot be devoured by it! You take the core of the God Realm to Douluo Continent first, and I will intercept it!”

The Ghost King is currently only at the first level of the Dou Zong realm, so Qian Moyun is confident that she can hold it off... but that's all she can do!

"Douluo Continent...the place where the Silver Dragon King healed?" After a brief moment of thought, the Golden Dragon King let out a cold, molten laugh from between its fangs. Where its tail swept, space seemed to peel away layer by layer like fragile glass. Then, its dragon claws gripped the core of the God Realm without hesitation. Instantly, the Golden Dragon King's bulging muscle fibers emitted a taut, humming sound. A moment later, the core of the God Realm was forcibly pulled out by the Golden Dragon King. Finally, without looking back, it crashed into the passage leading to the lower realm.

"This guy..." Qian Moyun's lips twitched slightly, but before she could utter a curse, the Ghost King's true form appeared in front of her.

"Come on, it's time to end this!" To the Ghost King, whether it was Qian Moyun in front of him, the Golden Dragon King who had already escaped from the God Realm, or the core of the God Realm that the Golden Dragon King had taken away, they were all just food, even though this food was somewhat "rebellious".

"Yes, it's time to end this."

Qian Moyun's lips curved into a smile, her eyes reflecting the light trail left by the Golden Dragon King as he pierced through the boundary. Now, all she needed to do was stall for time!

*

"Are there other continents?"

When the two parts of the Ghost King merged together, the main part laughed, "Perfect, there's no other food on this continent that can restore strength..."

A few days later, after a fierce battle with the little girl who had obtained the final inheritance of the Dark Holy Tiger, the Ghost King rushed into outer space without looking back. For it now, fighting was never as important as devouring food and restoring its strength.

"Unfortunately, Tang San and Xiao Yan don't have a good relationship."

The Ghost King remained wary of Xiao Yan, who had vanished without a trace, and Lin Dong, who also hailed from the Tianxuan Continent. After all, the strongest in this world would only be at the Life and Death Profound Realm in the Tianxuan Continent…

Chapter 407 Guanyin Has Tears? What is that?

"Since you know that the Ghost King is sealed in the capital of the Star Luo Empire," Tang San slowly raised the red greatsword in his hand, "why can't you guess how to break the seal?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips tightly, "Blood sacrifice?"

“That’s right!” Tang San laughed freely. “First it was the capital of the Star Luo Empire, then the major royal capitals, and finally the entire Star Luo Empire… Ten million? Or twenty million? I don’t remember the exact number, but it’s probably… about half the population of the continent!”

"So... you instigated the turmoil in the Star Luo Empire?" A hint of regret flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Although the name "Ghost King" was not mentioned during the turmoil in the Star Luo Empire, the fact that Tang San was able to break the Ghost King's seal through a blood sacrifice at least indicates that Tang San was influenced by the Ghost King during the turmoil in the Star Luo Empire. Furthermore, the turmoil in the Star Luo Empire was the only opportunity to prevent the Ghost King from appearing.

Unfortunately, even Zhu Zhuqing's first reaction upon hearing about the turmoil in the Star Luo Empire was that the Star Luo Empire's army would suppress the unrest in the shortest possible time.

This time, Tang San didn't answer Zhu Zhuqing's question. After all, the reason he had answered properly before was only for the sake of taking the initiative now. "Shura, Judgment!"

Six beams of red light bloomed outwards from Tang San himself, like flowers, and Zhu Zhuqing, who was confronting Tang San, was naturally the target of this divine skill originating from the God of Asura.

"Roar!"

A deafening tiger roar resounded, and amidst flashes of black and white light, a colossal black and white tiger, tens of feet tall, emerged from the sky. Tang San's six beams of light were shattered by the giant tiger in a single exchange.

"Is this the Dark Sacred Tiger?" Tang San stared in rapt attention at the giant dark tiger that Zhu Zhuqing had transformed into. "It actually managed to elevate a mortal like you to this level..."

After muttering a brief murmur, Tang San fell silent and charged towards Zhu Zhuqing with his giant sword. Having devoured all the energy contained in the formation that sealed the Ghost King, he had long coveted the inheritance from the Dark Holy Tiger.

Roar!

The Dark Sacred Tiger that Zhu Zhuqing had conjured roared to the sky. The roar was almost a tangible sound wave that spread out. The next moment, the giant tiger burst out, its huge body seemingly piercing through space. Its massive shadow completely enveloped Tang San. Its huge mouth roared, and a black and white energy wave slammed straight into Tang San with a bang.

"It doesn't hurt at all!" While enduring the beam of light, Tang San swung his blood-red greatsword upwards as if to cut the giant tiger in half.

clang!

The tiger's claws blocked the giant sword, and then the giant tiger suddenly turned around, its several-meter-long tail lashing out at Tang San's demonic body, leaving countless cracks on Tang San's body and forcibly forcing him back hundreds of meters.

Undeterred by its advantage, the giant tiger leaped forward, its massive body lunging towards Tang San with its chilling jaws...

Watching Zhu Zhuqing fight her enemies as if she had transformed into a real giant tiger, Ning Rongrong bit her lip tightly, "Zhuqing... still hasn't been able to fully master the inheritance of the Dark Sacred Tiger?"

Since the Ghost King ceased to appear, Zhu Zhuqing maintained her human form when fighting Tang Chen, Poseidon, and other powerful individuals transformed by the Ghost King. This almost gave Ning Rongrong the illusion that Zhu Zhuqing had completely mastered the inheritance of the Dark Sacred Tiger.

However, when facing Tang San... when facing Tang San who seemed to be no different from the former Ghost King, Zhu Zhuqing, who once again took on the form of a giant tiger, told everyone one thing—she had not mastered this inheritance. At least, when facing enemies of the same level, only this giant tiger form could give her a sliver of confidence.

“After all, it is the inheritance of a magical beast at the Dou Sheng level,” Qian Moyun breathed a sigh of relief, ending the treatment of Di Tian and the others. “In the past ten years, she may not have spent even a month truly comprehending the inheritance… Letting the Dark Sacred Tiger’s inheritance control her in battle is the wisest choice.”

Although Zhu Zhuqing had never seen the Dark Sacred Tiger in person, the legacy it left behind before its death was enough to elevate a person to the level of a Seven-Star Dou Zun in less than ten years. In its lifetime, it must have had the strength of a Four- or Five-Star Dou Sheng. If Zhu Zhuqing had enough time to digest it, she could have completely mastered it. However, time was the scarcest thing for everyone present.

“That guy is not as strong as Ghost King,” Gu Yuena, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly said. “At least, Zhu Zhuqing was able to gain the upper hand when fighting him in this manner.”

Seeing Tang San struggling to dodge the giant tiger's leaps and bites, the crowd no longer felt the same despair as before.

“Next, we need to pay attention to their actions…” After nodding, Qian Moyun turned her gaze to Bibi Dong and Poseidon, who were also in the spectator seats. “If they intervene, the battle will definitely become one-sided.”

Under normal circumstances, two Seven-Star Dou Zongs would not be qualified to interfere in the battle between High-Star Dou Zuns. However, these two High-Star Dou Zuns were somewhat lacking in the power they possessed, and one of them was even in a state of constant Dou Qi deficiency. Meanwhile, these two Dou Zongs were the kind of people with extremely rich combat experience.

“As soon as they show any signs of making a move, I will seal them off,” Gu Yuena said softly. “However, if you want to completely seal them off, you will need to intervene and restrain them.”

Of everyone present, Gu Yuena has the strongest control over space. If Bibi Dong and Poseidon were to make a move, she would naturally be the first to sense it. However, her strength, which is barely considered that of a one-star Dou Zong, is completely insufficient for her to seal off two high-star Dou Zongs with her own power alone—even though these two have an unusually weak ability to control space.

“Of course,” Qian Moyun said softly, “recover your battle qi as soon as possible.”

Di Tian and the others nodded silently. Although they often said that the day of destruction was coming, in reality... perhaps today is the closest day to destruction. After surviving today, Xiao Yan might arrive. Perhaps Xiao Yan will appear even before today ends. But it would be ridiculous if they couldn't even survive this "most difficult" time.

Although the survivors remained extremely wary of Bibi Dong and Poseidon, neither of them actually intended to help Tang San.

“Are they on guard against us?” Bibi Dong, who was practically sitting down, looked at Gu Yuena opposite her, raising an eyebrow. “Why don’t you go and scare them?” She looked with interest at Poseidon, who was standing respectfully beside her.

After giving Bibi Dong a cold glance, Poseidon silently took a few steps back.

“This is boring,” Bibi Dong sighed softly. “Speaking of which… what is he preparing?” Her gaze returned to Tang San, who had once again been sent flying by the tiger's tail. If it weren’t for the fact that the injuries on the surface of his body could not represent the actual injuries of the demon, Bibi Dong would almost have thought that Tang San was going to die here.

“Although in terms of true strength, he is much weaker than Zhu Zhuqing, that is when both of them are at their peak…” Looking at Tang San, who was 'struggling' to dodge again, a glint seemed to flash in Bibi Dong’s eyes, “What special killing move did he obtain from the Ghost King’s memories?”

Poseidon remained silent, but she was somewhat curious about Tang San's actions at this moment. Just as Bibi Dong had said, if Tang San were to unleash his full power at this moment, he would undoubtedly be able to kill or even capture Zhu Zhuqing alive in the shortest amount of time. However, he was injured again and again, as if he could not control the power within his body at all.

"Could it be that he really can't control it...?"

After a long pause, Poseidon murmured something in silence.

Bang!

When both sides began to doubt Tang San's strength, the giant tiger's front paw landed on Tang San's chest once again. This time, with his protective soul power completely shattered, he took the hit squarely. The blood-red giant sword that had long been broken in his hand flew out of his hand, and he was sent flying hundreds of meters away.

Watching Tang San fly backward, the giant tiger's eyes flickered. She slightly raised the front paw that had knocked Tang San away, making a few empty clenching motions in mid-air. Whether it was an illusion or not, she vaguely felt that only this time had she truly hurt Tang San. Moreover, this blow that actually caused damage... only occurred after Tang San had been in a daze for a moment.

"Cough, cough cough... Pfft."

As if to interrupt Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts, Tang San, who had been flying hundreds of meters backward, coughed a few times. These coughs seemed to aggravate his previous injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Then, from an angle unnoticed by anyone, Tang San's right hand smeared through the blood, and a small, transparent droplet of water appeared on his fingertip. At the same time, a touch of jade white appeared on his pale right hand.

Although the act of drawing that drop of blood was extremely discreet, it was still during a major battle. Tang San's pause after drawing the blood still made Zhu Zhuqing notice the abnormality in his right hand, as well as the water droplet that had changed from transparent to crystal clear milky white and was pinched between his right fingertips.

"Be thankful, you'll be the first person to see it."

Even though his little tricks had been discovered, Tang San showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he laughed maniacally, "But you will definitely not be the last person to witness its glory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San closed his eyes. The next moment, he seemed to be enveloped in white, and then the milky white droplet quietly disappeared from Tang San's fingertip.

"Guanyin has tears!"

As the last four words fell, the giant tiger tilted its head in confusion, glanced at the milky white droplet that even its protective aura had not broken through, and then looked at Tang San, whose body swayed slightly before he stabilized himself with the support of the eight spider spears that suddenly extended from behind. A trace of human-like confusion flashed across its somewhat ferocious tiger face.

"...What did he do?"

After a moment of silence, Qian Moyun turned her head and looked at Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong beside her. She was now wondering if she had stayed in the God Realm for too long, which was why she couldn't understand what Tang San, who was holding the Asura Demon Sword and was obviously the stepping stone for the Ghost King to enter the God Realm, had done.

However, after turning her head, Qian Moyun noticed that whether it was Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong, or even Ning Fengzhi, who was the weakest among everyone present, they all looked completely bewildered.

"Perhaps, what kind of killing move could decide the outcome in one strike...?" After a moment of silence, Gu Yuena squeezed out a sentence with some uncertainty, but then felt it was completely impossible, so she simply shut her mouth.

Apart from Ning Fengzhi, who was the weakest, everyone present had witnessed Zhu Zhuqing's protective aura and knew that it could deflect weaker fighting techniques. However... it could only deflect weak fighting techniques. This was clearly a move that Tang San had painstakingly devised...

Although it wasn't bounced off, how come it wasn't even broken by the protective aura?

While the survivors were in a state of confusion, Bibi Dong and Poseidon understood something—

"He...is he trying to completely devour the last area?" Bibi Dong's words reached Poseidon's ears as she looked at Tang San, who still had his eyes closed and seemed to be indulging in self-admiration.

“Hmm.” Poseidon nodded.

"Aren't we going to stop him?" Bibi Dong lowered her head. "The Ghost King said back then that it didn't matter whether these people lived or died, but the final area had to be safe, right?"

"...It shouldn't have much of an impact." Poseidon hesitated for a moment before saying uncertainly.

Before the Ghost King left, it specifically instructed him on one thing: "Although I don't think you can do it... if you really can kill that Dark Holy Tiger, at least leave one person alive... no, leave three or four people alive. The three or four strongest people besides the Dark Holy Tiger must be spared, and the last area must not be destroyed."

They were never confident about killing Zhu Zhuqing. The limit was that they could allow the demonic energy to invade Zhu Zhuqing's body, let alone kill her. Even if they were to hit that one in a trillion chance and kill Zhu Zhuqing, they couldn't possibly spare the lives of the three or four strongest people besides Zhu Zhuqing.

That's why Tang Chen and Poseidon were the hardest working people in the past, while Bibi Dong lived her life with the idea of ​​putting in as little effort as possible.

Now, Tang San, who seems to be either an avatar of the Ghost King or a new type of puppet of the Ghost King, appears to be preparing to devour the final area along with all the survivors...

"So, we're just going to give up?" Bibi Dong asked, showing no interest in anything.

"Let's...wait a minute."

What if Zhu Zhuqing has a way to break the deadlock?