Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Faced with the accusations from the Tang Clan elders.

Tang San slowly said, "I don't regret my choice. If time could turn back and I could live my life again, I think I would still do the same thing! I would just be more careful to prove that I possess a talent that you can't even imagine!"

After saying this, he took out a cylindrical object from his pocket. It was about a foot long, with a cross-sectional diameter of three inches, and had two iron buttons on it.

"This... could this be the Peacock Feather?" The elders were utterly shocked.

As one of the Tang Clan's top hidden weapons, the Peacock Feather is specifically designed to break through protective true qi and possesses the power to kill innate experts. Ordinary people do not have the ability to create it.

Among the dozen or so elders present, there were definitely no more than five who could make a peacock feather on their own!

at this time.

The elders had already developed a fondness for Tang San, and their killing intent towards him was no longer as strong as before. If he surrendered, they could speak to the Tang family patriarch and he could be spared the death penalty.

In any world, most people are tolerant of geniuses and can understand their shortcomings.

From this moment on, Tang San had successfully proven his talent, particularly in the creation of hidden weapons.

Although his natural talent for cultivation was rather ordinary, his skill in making hidden weapons was absolutely exceptional.

The elders exchanged glances, and then a female elder stepped forward.

She was over thirty years old, with a gentle and beautiful appearance, and an aura of motherhood about her. It was clear that she had recently given birth, which was why she exuded such a maternal aura.

The female elder looked at Tang San, whose long hair flowed freely and who was handsome and dashing, and spoke for the first time, urging him, "Tang San, surrender! You have no way to escape. If you surrender, we might..."

Before she finished speaking, Tang San fell backward and plummeted towards the precipice, simultaneously hurling the Peacock Feather at the female elder.

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!" Tang San said softly.

I don't know why.

Tang San felt the cold wind constantly blowing past his ears, but his face did not show any fear of death. Instead, a smile of triumph appeared on his lips.

at the same time.

"Ruomei, be careful!"

"That little brat is utterly vicious!"

"Not good! Quickly dodge! Our protective inner energy is no match for the Peacock Feather."

In an instant, many elders hurriedly used their lightness skills to try to avoid the burst of the Peacock Feather.

But this is the Peacock Feather, one of the Tang Clan's top hidden weapons.

The effective killing range is up to 300 meters. Beyond 300 meters, the power gradually weakens, and it can only extend up to 500 meters.

It comes with twelve divine needles, namely the Bone-Piercing Needle, Thunderfire Needle, Armor-Piercing Needle, Blade-Splitting Needle, Demon-Suppressing Needle, Overlord Needle, Dark Yin Needle, Dragon-Slaying Needle, Desire-Extinguishing Needle, Dragon Beard Needle, Meteorite-Destroying Needle, and Seven-Kill Needle.

Each of the divine needles carries penetrating power, specifically designed to break through the invisible protective shield formed by the body's true energy.

In other words, in front of the Peacock Feather, even an elder with the strength of the Innate Realm is no different from an ordinary outer disciple.

It's too late to say.

The click-clack of the mechanism quietly began.

The intricate mechanisms inside the Peacock Plume kept turning, and the female elder who had been closest to the Plume was now in a situation where death was almost certain.

In an instant.

As the peacock flower bloomed, the twelve divine needles erupted, shooting towards the many elders present, with the female elder who had just spoken to persuade Tang San being the first to be hit.

"I never thought... I... would actually die here." The female elder named Ruomei closed her eyes, preparing to quietly await death.

At this moment, she had no time to resent Tang San; she was only worried about her newborn son and felt extremely sorry for him who had lost his mother so early.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just at this critical moment, a cough, neither too loud nor too soft, rang out.

Chapter 481, The Grand Elder of the Tang Clan [Second Update Today]

Before the eyes of the elders, an old man dressed in a plain white robe suddenly appeared in front of them, as well as in front of the woman named Ruomei.

After the old man appeared.

It was as if he was the only one, he was the universe, and everything around him slowed down considerably.

The old man stretched out his withered, aged hands and calmly reached for the twelve magic needles that were already flying in mid-air, as if he were trying to grab a balloon floating in mid-air.

It gave the impression that he wasn't trying to catch the twelve divine needles that could kill a master of innate strength, but rather twelve balloons that had been casually placed in mid-air.

So light, so composed, so simple.

In a daze.

Before the elders present could even react, the twelve divine needles that had erupted from the peacock feather were all grasped in the palm of the old man dressed in a plain white robe.

But soon.

Upon noticing the actions of the elderly man in a plain white robe, the elders present were visibly excited, as if they had encountered an idol, and all knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Grand Elder of the Tang Clan!" everyone said in unison.

If it weren't for this Grand Elder whose strength had reached the level of a terrestrial immortal, they would have lost at least five or six elders just now when facing the Tang Clan's top hidden weapon, the Peacock Feather.

Putting everything else aside, the female elder Ruomei is certain to die; there is absolutely no chance of her survival.

The old man in the plain white robe, who was also the Grand Elder of the Tang Clan, ignored them.

He sighed softly, his tone tinged with regret, "Alas! Originally, considering Tang San's talent for creating top-tier hidden weapons, I wanted to cultivate this lad and give him a celestial herb to rebuild his foundation so that he could step into the Innate Realm. I never expected that he would be so vicious."

To tell the truth.

He didn't really care that Tang San colluded with outsiders to steal the Xuan Tian Bao Lu he had written. This thing was written to be seen by others, and having the ability to steal it was a skill in itself.

In any case, the Tang Sect disciples are the ones who benefit in the end, which can be considered as keeping the benefits within the family. As for the mysterious person in Tang San's eyes, he has long since vanished without a trace.

What people see is one thing, what outsiders see is another.

Unfortunately.

Tang San ultimately failed the final test of the Tang Clan's Grand Elder, whom the world respectfully calls the Tang Family Elder, and in the end, only death awaited him.

soon.

Just when Tang San thought he was about to soar freely in the sky and leap freely in the sea, an explosion suddenly rang out from the cliff he jumped off.

High in the air, with nowhere to grab onto, he could only watch helplessly as the ropes he had set up halfway up the cliff were blown up.

"Do not!!!!!!"

Tang San's eyes immediately widened in fury, and he roared hysterically.

The aura of death surrounded his heart, and his adrenaline began to surge. He had been unable to master the Xuan Tian Gong, which was originally limited by his own innate talent.

At this moment, I have finally succeeded in getting started.

However, even with the incredibly pure internal energy generated from his newly acquired Xuan Tian Gong, it was impossible for Tang San to fly out of thin air.

Approximately five seconds later.

"Bang!" The sound of a watermelon being smashed.

Red and white, scattered all over the ground.

Not long after.

Smelling the blood, the pack of hungry wolves took turns carrying away Tang San's mutilated body.

...........

When Tang San's soul memories reached this point, the screen paused temporarily.

At this time.

Some people raised their questions.

"Mirror Douluo, Tang San has already jumped off the cliff, so why can we still see what's happening on the cliff top?" Dong Qing asked in a strange tone.

"This... I don't understand either, how can one still see what's happening on the cliff top?"

At this moment, Mingjing Douluo's pupils looked very confused, clearly she didn't understand what was going on either.

at this time.

Bibi Dong said, "It's normal. There are thousands of soul skills. No one knows how many kinds of soul skills there are in this world. Soul skills are given to us by heaven and earth. It's normal that we don't understand the principles behind them."

"This is just like Xiao Wu's two 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbits, and that fourth soul skill, Invincible Golden Body. Even I can't kill them within those invincible three seconds."

There was one more thing Bibi Dong didn't say: she possessed the ninth soul skill, Immortality, but she didn't understand the true principle behind this resurrection and rebirth soul skill.

If she could understand the underlying principles of this resurrection and rebirth, she could transform this soul skill into her own creation, thus making it a skill that could be passed down through generations.

Just like the Haotian Sect's Haotian Nine Absolutes, Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, and Great Sumeru Hammer, these soul skills have been passed down to many descendants since their creator, Tang Chen.

"So that's how it is..."

Just as Dongqing accepted his teacher Bibi Dong's explanation, a mysterious woman with an ethereal aura suddenly appeared beside him, and the surrounding space and time froze in the face of a terrifying force.

"Xiao Qing, it's a spacetime turbulence. At the moment Tang San jumped off the cliff, a faint spacetime turbulence appeared in that area, invisibly amplifying his soul perception and encompassing an area of ​​about one kilometer. That's why her soul-searching skill showed a scene where Tang San wasn't present."

"Yu Niang? Why are you out here?"

"If Your Highness finds it objectionable..."

"That's not what I meant!!!"

"Then what do you mean, Ninth Prince?"

"Just call me Xiaoqing! The title 'Ninth Prince' just gives me the creeps. By the way, Yu Niang, weren't you suppressing your own corpse to prevent it from developing a new consciousness?"

"Leaving for a short while is fine, Xiaoqing, have you forgotten!"

"Uh... okay! I forgot, but what about time stop?"

“Xiaoqing, didn’t you grant me a portion of the Sky-Transcending Shuttle’s authority? It can traverse the endless chaotic sea, and naturally it also possesses the power to suppress the surrounding spacetime.”

"Then I..."

"Xiaoqing, you need to have a basic understanding of spacetime in order to control the spacetime power contained in the Sky Shuttle. However, spacetime itself is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the powerful spacetime power inside the Sky Shuttle can tear this world apart in an instant. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best to wait until your body can forcibly tear spacetime apart before trying to control the power of spacetime."

"I see! Just to be on the safe side, I'll learn how to control time and space later!"