Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

"Boom."

Each heartbeat seemed to proclaim to the entire continent that an unprecedentedly terrifying existence was being conceived in these ruins.

at the foot of the mountain.

The once lush and green forest has now begun to wither.

The blood-red mist spread down the mountainside, turning vegetation to ashes wherever it passed. Birds and beasts didn't even have a chance to escape before melting into the mist.

This area, spanning a hundred miles, is becoming an absolute no-go zone for life.

And in the deepest part of that blood cocoon.

Tang San's consciousness had been plunged into an endless sea of ​​blood.

The screams of the sect disciples before their deaths echoed in his ears, along with the final words of Tang Wei and Tang Hao.

There was no sadness or fear in his heart.

"I want you all to be buried with my sect!"

Within the blood cocoon, purple demonic patterns began to spread across the fully repaired, even more ferocious, Asura God Armor.

That was the mutation that occurred after Poseidon's power as a sea god was combined with Tang Chen's demigod origin.

The dark red Asura Killing Path gained an even more eerie and domineering aura at this moment.

Time passes little by little.

The massive crimson crack in the sky began to slowly close.

But the divine power pouring down did not diminish; instead, it became even more concentrated.

All the power was concentrated on that enormous blood cocoon.

This process takes time.

The sky over the entire Douluo Continent appeared gloomy at this moment.

At the summit of Haotian Peak, a fierce wind howled.

The blood-red cocoon throbbed violently in the ruins, each tremor accompanied by a shaking of the earth, like the heart of the entire mountain beating.

On the surface of the giant cocoon, the dark red runes woven from the power of the Asura God and the power of the Sea God began to crumble one by one, turning into specks of blood light that dissipated into the air.

"Snap—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the crack spread down from the very top of the giant cocoon.

A blinding purplish-red light burst forth from the crack, dyeing the entire sky an eerie color.

"boom!"

The giant cocoon burst open, turning into countless red fragments that dissipated in the gale.

Tang San stood in the center of the ruins.

His long hair turned an eerie purplish-red, flying wildly in the wind. His eyes had no whites, only a scarlet red, radiating a chilling light.

The domineering power of the Asura Judgment and the vastness of the Sea God combined to create an eerie aura around him.

Tang San lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Golden-red divine blood flowed across his skin, and power surged wildly through his veins, giving his body an unprecedentedly powerful feeling.

His meridians became incredibly resilient after being reshaped, and the soul power within him had surpassed the limits of mortals.

He is very strong now, even surpassing Tang Chen in the past.

However, when he released his divine sense, there was nothing but deathly silence within a radius of a hundred miles.

Those familiar buildings have been reduced to ruins, and sticky bloodstains remain on the ground.

Tang Wei's laughter was gone.

Tang Hao's heavy breathing was gone.

The shouts of the sect disciples during their morning exercises were gone.

The entire Haotian Peak was transformed into a giant tomb.

"Tang San".

A grand and majestic voice resounded in Tang San's mind.

"The divine armor is complete, and the bloodline is set."

"Now you have the power to kill Yu Xiaoheng."

"Set off immediately, kill him, and wash away your past shame."

Tang San stood still, without making any move.

Chapter 615 Refining Two Divine Powers

Tang San stared blankly at the ruins beneath his feet, his mind filled with images of Tang Hao, Tang Wei, and Tang Chen before their deaths.

In order to achieve their own goals, they voluntarily gave up resistance and allowed the blood to engulf them.

"go!"

Seeing that he did not react, the Asura God's voice was filled with displeasure.

Tang San moved his lips.

"What good would killing him do?"

The Asura God paused.

Tang San laughed self-deprecatingly, two lines of bloody tears streaming from his eyes.

"I did all this for the sake of the sect."

"I want the Haotian Sect to become the number one sect on the continent. I want my father and uncle to see the sect's glory."

"Now, they are all dead."

"The Haotian Sect is gone."

Even if I kill Yu Xiaoheng, I will still be a person.

"I'd rather not have that kind of power."

Hearing Tang San's weak resistance, the God of Asura lost his patience.

The order of the divine realm cannot be challenged, and his chosen successor must not back down at this time.

"It's not up to you."

The God King's voice boomed in Tang San's mind.

The red will surged forth from the deepest part of Tang San's soul like a tide, instantly suppressing and sealing off Tang San's consciousness.

Tang San's body trembled violently.

His eyes instantly lost focus, and the pain and struggle he had been looking at vanished.

The Asura God forcibly took over this body.

"Human emotions are ultimately a burden on those who aspire to godhood."

The Asura God, controlling Tang San's body, coldly muttered to himself.

He raised his head, looked at the distant horizon, and locked onto the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.

Yu Xiaoheng, this variable, must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"boom!"

A red shockwave suddenly erupted beneath Tang San's feet.

His body shot into the air like a cannonball.

The reshaped divine body stretched out a long, purplish-red tail in the air, tearing through the clouds, and sped toward Yu Xiaoheng at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye.

The wind howled in my ears, and the mountains and rivers below seemed to be rushing past.

The Asura God controlled his divine body, constantly adjusting the power within him, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Yu Xiaoheng.

however.

Just as Tang San's body flew about a hundred miles away from the territory of the Clear Sky Sect.

His figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Due to its immense inertia, the force of its forward momentum created a massive white air barrier in the void, producing a deafening explosion.

The Asura God controlled Tang San's body, standing ten thousand feet in the sky.

His brows furrowed tightly, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the southwest direction.

In the sky there, faint purple-gold lightning flickered in the deepest part.

The Asura God's heart skipped a beat.

This aura...

"How is this possible?"

A hint of surprise appeared in the voice of the Asura God.

How could such power possibly be born in the mortal realm? Yu Xiaoheng is even stronger than when Tang San fought him before!

He closed his eyes and transformed his divine sense into an invisible ripple, which rapidly extended through the void.

"Roar--!"

A faint dragon's roar resounded within the Asura God's consciousness.

Tang San's body trembled violently, and a trickle of golden-red divine blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The Asura God suddenly opened his eyes, the crimson color in them flashing intensely.

He sensed it.

Yu Xiaoheng's aura was rising at a speed incomprehensible to ordinary people.