Chapter 444: The Reappearance of Tang Chen and Bo Saixi
Sun Moon Empire.
Walking along the streets of the city before him, Tang San's excitement grew stronger and stronger.
In this land without gods, without Ultimate Douluo, possessing ninety-fifth rank soul power and the Desolate Devouring Art, he was undoubtedly the strongest.
As long as he devoured all the people in this city, he was absolutely confident he could raise his cultivation to the ninety-eighth, even ninety-ninth rank. By then, he would head to the Demonic Forest and add soul rings to his two martial souls.
Through this series of steps, it would not take long for him to raise both his soul power and physical body to the level of half-god, even false god.
When that time came, once the Dark Origin Will returned, he would be the strongest being in the entire universe. Whether god kings or the whole God Realm, all would submit beneath his feet.
"Um… milord, if there is nothing else, then I'll take my leave."
At his side, the man in black asked cautiously.
He had fled from the Sun Moon Empire to Douluo Continent. If the royal family discovered him here, his only fate would be death. After all, he knew well—the true strength of the Sun Moon Empire was not its soul power, but their weaponry known as soul tools.
"You can go. Or perhaps, I should send you on your way?"
Tang San turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he smiled.
"No, no need."
The man in black shook his head repeatedly, refusing at once. "Milord should focus on your own matters, no need to see me off."
With that, he hurried away without pause, fearing any accident.
"Focus on my own matters?"
Watching the man's retreating figure, Tang San gave a soft laugh. Boundless black mist coiled around him as he muttered, "But what I need to do also concerns you."
His gaze hardened. Extending his right hand, he activated the Desolate Devouring Art. The black mist surged forth, forming a massive black claw that reached toward the fleeing figure.
"M-Milord, what do you mean by this?"
Restrained by the claw, the man in black widened his eyes in disbelief, struggling with all his strength.
Was this man truly going back on his word, intending to kill him?
But wouldn't that mean risking the pursuit of the Sun Moon Empire?
For safety, he had specifically chosen Sun Moon City, the empire's capital. Never would he have thought this man was so bold as to strike openly in the streets.
Meanwhile, the surrounding people, witnessing the scene, revealed only curious expressions, wanting to know what had happened between the two—completely unaware of the looming danger.
"Can you still not see it?"
Tang San sneered, his tone chilling. "Today, both you and the rest of this city will become nourishment for my cultivation!"
With a roar, Tang San unleashed an eruption of dense black aura, surging into the skies. The once-blue heavens instantly darkened as though ink had been spilled, creating an apocalyptic terror.
"He's… an evil soul master?"
"This man is an evil soul master!"
"Evil soul masters must be slain! Everyone, attack!"
…
The moment Tang San revealed his identity, everyone on the street released their martial souls and soul tools, preparing to fight.
Clearly, this was not the first time the Sun Moon Empire had encountered evil soul masters. Otherwise, such an organized reaction would have been impossible.
"A pack of ants!"
Tang San only cast a single cold glance at their incoming attacks.
Finishing his devouring of the man in black, he waved his right hand. Innumerable Blue Silver Emperor vines spread forth, forming a cage around him for protection.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A storm of attacks and weapons struck against the cage of Blue Silver Emperor, producing a constant resounding echo.
"Desolate Devouring Art—open!"
Blocking the first wave of attacks from the surrounding people, Tang San no longer hesitated and directly unleashed the Desolate Devouring Art at full power.
In the next moment, the black mist in the heavens transformed into a colossal black hole. The overwhelming devouring force sought to swallow every person within the city in an instant.
"Do not resist, and do not flee! Once I become the strongest in the universe, kill Kong, and take my revenge, I will not forget you!" Tang San laughed wildly, his voice filled with madness.
At this point, his mind had become completely twisted. As he continuously absorbed the souls and blood essence of soul masters through the Desolate Devouring Art, even his consciousness began to grow unstable and disoriented.
"Ah! Save me!"
"No, let me go!"
"I don't want to die, someone help me!"
…
Cries of agony, terror, and pleas for mercy echoed endlessly throughout the city. Yet in Tang San's ears, they were like the most beautiful music.
At the same time, within the spatial rift, the Dark Origin Will gradually began to awaken.
"Yes, that is it. Devour all life. Only then will you have the hope of vengeance!"
As Tang San's cultivation rose, the injuries within the Dark Origin Will also steadily healed. It would not be long before it recovered to its peak, ready to devour the entire universe and replace the Origin Will itself.
But at that very moment, a massive Clear Sky Hammer suddenly descended.
"Hm?"
Sensing it, Tang San quickly roused his soul power to block. Yet the gap in strength was far too great. The moment his power clashed with the hammer, he was smashed heavily into the ground.
"Who are you!"
Tang San struggled to rise, summoning his own Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, as though ready to fight to the death at any moment.
"Clear Sky Hammer? What relation do you have to the Clear Sky Sect?"
As the words fell, two figures revealed themselves—it was none other than Tang Chen and Bo Saixi, who had arrived not long before.
Gazing at the hellish scene before her, Bo Saixi's stunning, gentle face was filled with shock and fear.
Though this man's soul power was far below theirs, in the face of that dark power, she felt an indescribable coldness.
It was a trembling from the depths of the soul, the most primal of reactions.
Confronted by Tang Chen's question, Tang San did not answer. He was already consumed entirely by darkness and slaughter.
"Kill! Devour everything!"
Tang San growled as he swung his Clear Sky Hammer and charged forward without the slightest trace of fear.
"Let me handle this!"
Beside him, Bo Saixi stopped Tang Chen from acting. Her beautiful eyes brimmed with boundless killing intent and chilling coldness. "Someone like him does not deserve to live in this world!"
"Spare his life. I still want to know how he became like this. And besides, we don't yet know what has become of the Clear Sky Sect and the Douluo Continent." Tang Chen's tone carried a trace of heaviness.
"…Very well."
Bo Saixi frowned slightly, and after a brief silence, she finally chose to grant his request. (End of Chapter)