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Chapter 295 The Eve of Haotian Sect's Destruction

Lin Feng had planted the seeds of evil in Tang San's body three times, polluting his "noble and kind soul".

Lin Feng used the Yin force to infuse dark energy into the heart and leg meridians. At this moment, these energies were like maggots in the bones, waiting to explode one day to put Tang San into an irretrievable situation.

And the last time he went to the City of Slaughter with Qingxuan and had a friendly exchange with Tang San, he arranged for the Rakshasa God to secretly plant an even deeper evil mark in him.

This brand was hidden deep in Tang San's soul and was activated by Luosha today, causing the evil and desire for killing in Tang San's heart to be infinitely magnified even though he had been in the City of Slaughter for a long time.

Pure killing has left him, and what remains is only the impulse of evil and destruction.

There was a scarlet light flashing in Tang San's eyes, he was panting like a cow, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if the whole world had become his enemy.

"Wuhun Empire, just wait, I will let you know what true fear is," Tang San whispered, his voice full of resentment and hatred,

"Shura has chosen me, as long as I can devour enough vitality and souls, I can become a true god, and then, I will make all those who betrayed me pay the price!"

The journey from the Far West all the way south to the old site of Haotian is not short. Tang San travels quickly all the way. The evil and desire for killing in his heart spread like wildfire, becoming increasingly difficult to contain.

Along the way, he heard too many changes in the continent during this period. The Spirit Hall announced the establishment of the Spirit Empire, Tiandou and Xingluo surrendered one after another, the continent was unified, and the Spirit Empire became the only overlord on this land.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan was the first to be destroyed, leaving only Flanders and Liu Erlong, who took his father to the Haotian Clan, alive.

However, the Haotian Sect, once the number one sect on the continent, once again chose to endure and retreat under the oppression of the Wuhun Empire. It hid in a remote valley and no longer cared about worldly affairs.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, Tang San arrived at the former site of the Haotian Sect.

Tang San looked at the familiar mountains. There were faint shadows of iron chains in the clouds high up. He could hear the sound of wind and the howling of wild beasts. He took a deep breath, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards the mountain gate like a ghost.

Having been cared for by the God Shura in the City of Slaughter, he has now entered the late stage of Soul Emperor. However, the energy in his body is extremely violent and destroys his body wantonly, and he constantly repairs himself by devouring vitality.

After a few ups and downs, Tang San arrived at the mountain gate of Haotian Sect.

With a tap of his toes, Tang San used the Ghost Shadow Step to its full potential and crossed the chain bridge like a ghost.

"Stop! Where did you come from, you bastard! How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of ​​our Haotian Sect without permission!" An angry shout broke the silence of the night, and several disciples of the Haotian Sect flashed out from the darkness, with black light flashing in their hands, and Haotian Hammers condensed in their palms.

Tang San glanced at them coldly, the cruel smile on his lips becoming more intense. "Just relying on you ants, you think you can stop me, Tang San?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

Before he finished speaking, Tang San's figure disappeared again, leaving only a trail of afterimages. Several disciples of the Haotian Sect only felt a flash before their eyes, and then they felt a strong breath coming towards them. They wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"First soul skill, entanglement!"

The dark blue silver grass in Tang San's hand moved like a spirit snake, instantly wrapping around several Haotian Sect disciples. The dark attribute energy flowed through the blue silver grass into their bodies and began to devour their soul power and vitality.

Those disciples' faces were pale and they struggled in pain, but the more they struggled, the tighter the blue silver grass became, as if it was going to squeeze them dry.

"Hmph, you ants, this is what you get for provoking me." Tang San looked at everything in front of him coldly, the scarlet light in his eyes becoming even brighter. He could feel the wonderful feeling of those disciples' vitality and soul power flowing into his body, which made him even more excited and obsessed.

"He said he is Tang San? He is Tang San!" Someone suddenly exclaimed, recognizing the thin man with bloodshot eyes and a murderous aura in front of him.

It was the guy who had once traced his ancestry back to his clan and was given the sect's soul vein qualification by the clan leader Tang Xiao, the guy who killed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex sect's disciple, the former prince of Xingluo, and absconded.

"Tang San! How dare you harm disciples from the same sect? You are seeking death!" A disciple of the Haotian Sect spit out blood and glared at Tang San angrily.

Tang San sneered, "Are you worthy of being compared with me? The so-called same clan is just a stepping stone on my road to growth. You ordinary lives are like candles in the wind, like grass.

No matter how I trample on you or ravage you, you can only endure it silently. Even if I kill you directly, the Haotian Sect will only watch and will not blame me.

In front of me, a twin martial soul that has already ascended to the Soul Emperor, you are all just a joke!" Tang San's voice was as piercing as ice, and his figure flashed again, like a flash of black lightning, and instantly appeared in front of another Haotian Sect disciple.

With a cold smile, he gently stretched out a hand, and dark energy condensed at his fingertips. The dark blue silver grass turned into a sharp thorn, carrying the breath of death, and stabbed the disciple's chest fiercely. The disciple's eyes were full of fear, and he tried to dodge, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could not move.

"No!" He shouted desperately, but the sound was soon replaced by a dull thud. Dark black thorns instantly poured into his limbs and bones, and began to frantically devour his vitality and soul power.

"Phew - it feels so good~"

A cruel and evil smile appeared on Tang San's face. Under the horrified gazes of the others, several dark thorns shot out from Tang San's fingertips, like the claws of the god of death, accurately piercing the bodies of the remaining Haotian Sect disciples.

They didn't even have time to scream before they were completely devoured by this evil force, and their vitality and soul power poured into Tang San's body like a tide.

"Hehehe, hahaha, ha-ha-ha——" Tang San laughed crazily, stepped over the corpses, quickly passed through the auxiliary road, and directly entered the interior of the Haotian Sect.

"Stop!"

A cold shout suddenly rang out, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, and a figure rushed out from the darkness like lightning, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer came straight towards Tang San.

"boom--"

Tang San dodged in an instant. The huge Clear Sky Hammer had smashed a deep pit where he had just stood, and dust was flying everywhere. He looked up and saw an old man with black hair and beard, looking at him angrily.

Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, were lingering around his body, with raging fire burning in between.

The Seventh Elder, Fiery Sun Douluo.

As this shocking blow was delivered, the entire Haotian Sect was suddenly shrouded in a murderous aura, and disciples and elders from the sect continued to rush in from all directions.

"Tang San, you evil creature! I have long said that Tang Hao is nothing but a selfish villain, and his son must be a lowly creature who will only bring disaster to the sect.

The Sect Master acted on his own, wasting the qualification of the soul vein in vain, and brought such a disaster to our Clear Sky Sect! Harming our sect's disciples is courting death!" The Seventh Elder, Lieyang Douluo, was furious, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, accompanied by raging flames, was about to smash towards Tang San again.

"What?! Killing the sect's disciples?!"

"Tang San? Which Tang San?"

The disciples of Haotian Sect who came one after another couldn't help but ask.

Tang San snorted in his heart, it's this Seventh Elder again, talking nonsense about my father and son, it's simply a way to die!

His hands quickly formed seals, and dark energy gathered around him, forming a strange shield.

"boom!"

Lieyang Douluo's Clear Sky Hammer smashed hard on Tang San's shield, but the shield did not break in an instant, allowing Tang San to take advantage of the recoil force, retreat violently, and distance himself from Lieyang Douluo.

"Stop!" ×3

Flanders, Liu Erlong, and Tang Xiao's voices sounded almost at the same time. The former two were anxious, while the latter was threatening.

A pressure from a level 96 Super Douluo enveloped Lieyang Douluo, causing him to involuntarily stop what he was doing.

Liu Erlong and Flanders came in front of Tang San and protected him behind them.

The former couldn't stop shedding tears, hugging Tang San and crying bitterly, "Child, child, your master died so tragically."

Liu Erlong's heart was filled with complicated feelings and regrets towards this guy whom Yu Xiaogang had once taught.

After Yu Xiaogang's death, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan was in dire straits. It all started when they went to Wuhun City to cause trouble.

"He's dead? How did he die?" Tang San raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Liu Erlong did not notice the change in Tang San's tone. She was immersed in sorrow and choked up as she recounted Yu Xiaogang's experience.

"It was the Spirit Hall, they killed your master." She pressed Tang San's shoulder, her eyes showing expectation, "Child, call me Master's Wife."

Flanders standing by trembled violently, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Tang San took in the reactions of the two men, feeling no emotion at all, and even felt like laughing.

Flanders, Flanders, look at what you have been protecting?

Liu Erlong, who had been protecting her all along, was still thinking about that useless Yu Xiaogang. This guy who had caused her meridians to be reshaped and who had fallen into the devil's way, deserved to die!

What a pity! He didn't die in his own hands!

He glanced at Liu Erlong in front of him and smiled evilly, "Okay, Master's Wife."

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong smiled with joy, as if this title of "Master's Wife" was the greatest comfort to her and an acknowledgement of the relationship between her and Yu Xiaogang.

Flanders's hands trembled slightly, and he clenched them into fists. His nails almost dug into his palms, but he remained calm on the surface. He roared in his heart, "Why, Erlong? I protected you and escaped here, and suffered all kinds of hardships. Isn't this enough to replace Yu Xiaogang's position in your heart?"

Tang San watched Flanders's actions and sneered in his heart, "Master's Wife? Since you want to be Master's Wife, then I'll send you to meet that old thing. Flanders, it's definitely boring for you to live alone, so why not let you be companions.

Since Yu Xiaogang has been dead for so long, who knows whether you succeeded or not? Just assume that you succeeded. Liu Erlong was unfaithful and Flanders was unjust, so I will destroy you both."

The evil thoughts in his heart grew like weeds.

The conversation lasted only a few breaths, and the confrontation between Tang Xiao and Lieyang Douluo continued. Tang Xiao's eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, and he said in a deep voice: "Elder Lieyang, you've made enough trouble! I will handle Tang San's affairs myself, and it is not your turn to interfere."

Although Lieyang Douluo was still furious, he had to restrain himself temporarily under Tang Xiao's pressure. He snorted coldly and said, "Master, you are only harming the sect by protecting this evildoer! Look at him now, how can he be a disciple of the Haotian Sect?"

Tang Xiao did not respond directly, but turned to look at Tang San, his eyes filled with both pain and complex emotions. "Tang San, why have you become like this? The hatred and evil in your heart have blinded your eyes. But no matter what, you are a disciple of my Haotian Sect, and I cannot watch you go to destruction."

Tang San sneered, "I have twin martial spirits, and now I am a spirit emperor. What is blinding my eyes? What is heading for destruction?

The sect's affairs are in my hands. I am doing it now. Who dares not to obey? They are just a few barking dogs guarding the gate. So what if they are killed?

Leaving me is your only choice. I have finished speaking. Who is in favor and who is against?"

As he spoke, he revealed four purple and black soul rings, and the two empty spaces at the bottom indicated the locations of the two soul rings in the past.

"Wow——"

All the Haotian Sect disciples and elders present were shocked when they heard this.

"What? Twin martial spirits, Soul Emperor?!!!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How old is he!!!"

"Fuck, look at his spirit ring. I heard he has two spirit veins. Doesn't that mean his fourth spirit ring is ten thousand years old? Holy shit!"

In the Haotian Sect, exclamations came one after another, and everyone looked at Tang San in disbelief. The twin martial spirits and the realm of the Soul Emperor set off a storm in their hearts. The huge contrast between Tang San's youth and strength made many people tremble in their hearts, and some even showed fear on their faces.

The elders who were watching from the sidelines couldn't help but change their expressions. A Soul Emperor in his teens? After that Spirit Hall's Lin Feng, is their Haotian Sect going to have another monster? !

Is the future of the sect here? !

There is hope for the revival of the Haotian Sect!!!

Someone sent a message, "Second Elder, this boy is so terrifying, why not have him beheaded and keep him as a dog."

"Lieyang, we are all disciples of the sect, and we all have the Clear Sky Hammer spirit. Don't start fighting, don't start fighting."

The seventh elder, Lieyang Douluo, also had his eyes wide open, staring at Tang San in disbelief, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

Tang Xiao took in everyone's reactions and said, "Everyone disperse. Tang San and the elders will come to the main hall to discuss matters."

After discussing how to deal with Tang San, the elders left one after another. When the seventh elder left, he snorted coldly at Tang San.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered and the atmosphere was solemn.

Tang San sat aside, looking at Tang Xiao indifferently, his eyes full of disdain and arrogance. Flender and Liu Erlong stood beside him, with complicated expressions.

Tang Xiao spoke slowly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice: "Tang San, do you know how much damage your actions today have caused to the sect? You harmed your fellow disciples, this is a taboo!"

Tang San sneered and said nonchalantly: "Hurt? They are just stepping stones on my road to becoming a god. Just give birth to a few more of those low-level guys. Sect Master, why do you have to be so hypocritical? Aren't you afraid of me in your heart?"

Tang Xiao's face darkened when he heard this, but he quickly controlled his emotions.

"Where is my father?" Tang San asked.

"In the backyard, you can go and see it yourself later." Tang Xiao said slowly with a gloomy look.

Hearing this, Tang San stood up and looked at Tang Xiao coldly, as if he was looking at an irrelevant person. "Then I'll go see him now." After saying this, he turned around and left, not caring about the feelings of others present.

"Wait a minute," Tang Xiao suddenly said, "Tang San, tell me, where does this strong murderous aura come from?"

Tang San did not stop, but activated his Killing God Domain.

Tang Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank, "Sure enough. No wonder he grew so fast."

Flanders and Liu Erlong left the hall and walked together on the quiet path leading to the backyard. Both of them walked with heavy steps. Flanders tried to hold Liu Erlong's hand tentatively, but she dodged him.

"Boss Fu, you are a good man."

Flanders took a deep breath and sighed, "I won't give up."

Liu Erlong opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. Perhaps time can dilute everything.

But they could never wait for that day. Tang San had already treated them as dead people, and sent them as Yu Xiaogang's burial objects to a world where they could never return, to the paradise.

(End of this chapter)