269 Tang Chen's InjuryOutside Tiandou City, with the full efforts of the Yu clan and countless construction soul masters, the new headquarters of the Haotian Sect has been completed. The entire sect is extremely majestic and imposing, worthy of being the number one sect in the world.All the members of the Haotian Sect have moved to the new sect. With the return of Patriarch Tang Chen, the entire sect is thriving. Everyone seems to be full of energy, as if they have regained the dominance of the number one sect in the world.
In the deepest part of the sect, Tang Chen was currently in a secret room, but his face did not look as good as it looked to outsiders. On the contrary, his entire face seemed unusually strange.
Because half of his face was normal, the other half was blood red, and even one of his eyes was full of bloodthirsty ferocity, especially the normal half that seemed to be full of pain.
Tang Chen shouted in a muffled voice: "Beast, even if I die, I will never let you control my body again."
A red light appeared inside Tang Chen's body, and a strange cry came from the red light: "Haha, Tang Chen, if it weren't for me, would you be able to come back from Wuhun City? Don't think about getting rid of me. You and I are now one and the same, and we can never be separated."
Tang Chen's face was filled with pain: "What do you want to do? Either kill me or leave my body. I will never be controlled by you again."
This red light did not come from anyone else, but from the blood-red nine-headed bat king that had been controlling Tang Chen.
The blood-red nine-headed bat king was full of ferocity: "I don't care about the Haotian Sect. I just want to eliminate the poison in the Slaughter City and become the controller of the Slaughter City again. That is my kingdom and I am the real king."
Tang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "This is impossible. No one can cure the poison of Slaughter City. You can never go back to Slaughter City again."
The man and the beast seemed to be constantly colliding in the depths of their souls, both wanting to occupy Tang Chen's body.
It was unknown how long it took before Tang Chen's body gradually calmed down. It seemed that Tang Chen could still gain the upper hand in the short term.
But even though Tang Chen won, there was a trace of defeat on his face. He knew very well that without the ability of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, his body would have been extremely damaged after taking Bloody Mary and being eroded by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King for so many years. He would not be able to recover to its peak at all, and he would not even have much life left.
This time, Tang Chen was only able to suppress the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King with the help of the Angel Light of the Spirit Hall, otherwise he would never be able to recover in his lifetime. Unfortunately, he knew Qian Daoliu's character very well, and he did not dare to show any cowardice even during the battle, otherwise the entire Haotian Sect would face a devastating disaster.
Tang Chen stared at the huge sword in front of him, his eyes showing a complex expression of desire, yearning, fear and even a hint of nostalgia.
"Ashura Demon Sword, what a great Shura Demon Sword, what a great Shura, what do you want from me?"
"Poseidon, I dare not go to Poseidon Island, and I may not even be able to go there if I don't get rid of the control of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King. Is this my fate in pursuing the Asura God?"
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At this moment, the stone door of the secret room was knocked. It was obvious that those who could visit Tang Chen were all core members of the Haotian Sect.
Tang Chen put away the Shura Demon Sword, and the emotions on his face gradually calmed down: "Who is it? Come in."
As Tang Chen finished speaking, the stone door of the secret room opened, and Tang Xiao and Tang Hao walked in.
After the two sat down, they talked about some recent developments of the Haotian Sect, and even included some issues regarding the situation on the mainland.
Tang Chen was a little absent-minded the whole time. After the two had finished talking, he spoke calmly: "Xiao'er, Hao'er, these are just small matters. As soul masters, you must improve your strength as soon as possible. You cannot shock the Spirit Hall with the strength of ninety-seven."
When Tang Xiao heard this, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face. He had only recently broken through to level 97 after continuous efforts. However, without a hundred thousand year spirit ring and spirit bone, it would be impossible for him to break through to level 98.
Tang Hao stared blankly at his right arm. Ever since he lost his right arm and soul bone, coupled with the injuries on his body, his soul power had basically not improved at all.
Although his injuries have improved recently thanks to the help of his great-grandfather, the path of a soul master seems to have come to an end.
Tang Chen was also furious when he saw the expressions of the two people: "As a Titled Douluo, how can you be so angry now? It's just a small setback, why do you get so scared?"
Then, Tang Chen took out a piece of right arm soul bone from his body: "Hao'er, although your right arm is broken, the path of cultivation has not stopped. There are some top healing soul masters in the soul master world who can restore your right arm. By then, you will definitely be able to recover as usual."
"By the way, how is my great-grandson Tang San now? Have you notified him to come back as soon as possible? He is the greatest hope of our Haotian Sect."
After Tang Hao took over the soul bone, he quickly said: "Grandfather, I have arranged for the Min clan to go to the Sea God Island to notify them, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy to leave the Sea God Island."
Tang Chen just nodded: "That's good! If Xiao San can obtain the Nine Trials of Poseidon, then all problems can be solved. Even if he fails, with my relationship with Poseidon, it should be no problem for him to come back. So let him come back as soon as possible to accept my training."
After the two left the secret room, Tang Chen took out the Shura Demon Sword again: "Shura, Sea God, perhaps this Shura Demon Sword is the last hope of my Haotian Sect."
The next morning, Yang Ping'an followed Bibi Dong to the worship hall.
The Worship Hall does not look tall, but it is located in the core area of Wuhun City and appears extremely solemn.
After the two of them arrived outside the main hall, even Bibi Dong looked a little serious: "Great Priest, Yang Ping'an is here."
"Come in!"
A calm voice was heard from the worship hall. The voice seemed very calm, without any emotion, and had a detached feeling.
Then the entire door was opened, and a huge angel statue came into view.
Yang Ping'an followed Bibi Dong and slowly walked into the hall.
The entire hall appears extremely simple. In the center of the hall is a statue of an angel. Under the statue is a seat, on which sits a middle-aged man with his eyes closed.
The middle-aged man looked very handsome, especially with his blond hair, which made him look extremely noble.
There were six people standing below the middle-aged man, including the Golden Crocodile Douluo who had appeared in such a stunning manner at the beginning. They should be the so-called six great priests.
Yang Pingan bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Grand Priest."
Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, because the light seemed to be able to see through everything: "Yang Ping'an, I have heard of you, and you have made a lot of contributions to my Wuhun Hall. Why do you want to see me?"
Yang Pingan bowed again: "Great Priest, I would like to ask what is Tang Chen's current situation?"
Qian Dao showed a trace of confusion: "You are only a Soul Douluo now, and you still have a long way to go. Why bother to care about the situation of Tang Chen, a level 99 Ultimate Douluo?"
Yang Pingan showed a trace of determination on his face: "Grand Priest, may I ask if Tang Chen has been seriously injured after fighting with you, or if there is a serious problem with his body."
Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and a huge pressure suddenly appeared on Yang Pingan: "How dare you! The affairs of the Extreme Douluo are not something that a Soul Douluo like you can investigate. Even if he is really injured, it would be easy for him to kill you."
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Yang Ping'an endured the pressure on his body, his face looked extremely stubborn: "The Great Priest knows what it means to let the tiger go back to the mountain."
Qian Daoliu sighed when he heard this, and the pressure on Yang Pingan disappeared instantly.
"It's rare for me to have a close friend in my life, and I don't want him to die in my hands. Besides, there's something wrong with the sword in his hand, and I'm not sure I can escape unscathed. Tang Chen does have a problem with his body, and he must have been seriously injured, but his strength is far superior to yours, so don't make any unnecessary plans."
Yang Ping'an saluted again and prepared to leave. He already knew the news about Tang Chen and the attitude of the Wuhun Empire, and now it was his own path.
Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Empire is hiding something, Qian Daoliu is cautious, and both of them are unwilling to use their full strength, so they have different ideals and cannot work together.
Originally, with the strength of the Spirit Hall, let alone keeping Tang Chen alive, even completely destroying the Haotian Sect would not be a problem. However, they all have different thoughts, and they let the tiger go back to the mountain time and time again. I am afraid that there will be no good results in the future.
But there seemed to be a force suppressing Yang Ping'an, making it very difficult for him to even turn around.
There was a rare trace of emotion in Qian Daoliu's words: "Yang Ping'an, I heard that you once defeated Xue'er, and you didn't even show any respect for him in your words. I wonder if it's true."
Yang Pingan couldn't help but smile: "Great Priest, the young lady and I were just sparring normally. Besides, the young lady may have lived in the deep palace for a long time and lacked a sense of crisis, so she lost to me."
Qian Daoliu finally sighed: "Forget it, Xiaoxue wanted to challenge you again when she heard you were coming, but it seems that there is no need now. I hope you will not be the enemy of my Spirit Hall in the future."
Yang Pingan said: "Great Priest, my master is Ju Douluo, and I know the principle of respecting teachers."
Qian Daoliu also nodded in approval, but a trace of confusion seemed to appear on his originally calm face, and he finally spoke slowly: "Yang Ping'an, I heard that you just came back from Sea God Island, how is Sea God Douluo Poseidon now?"
Yang Pingan showed a hint of smile on his face: "Great Priest, I have only met Senior Seagod Douluo a few times, but she looks pretty good."
When Yang Ping'an and Bibi Dong left the worship hall, their tense faces relaxed a little. At the same time, facing the seven great worshippers was indeed a huge pressure.
After returning to Ju Douluo's house, Yang Ping'an went straight back to his room and began to meditate alone.
Yang Ping'an has never had his own home. Instead, he feels a bit like home at Ju Douluo's house, especially because it is safe enough and no one will disturb his practice.
At this moment, Yang Ping'an put all his heart and soul into his mind. The Golden Dragon seemed extremely bored and actually fell asleep in his mind.
But Yang Ping'an is more concerned about his own martial soul.
After the tidal body refining on Poseidon Island, his martial soul finally reached the golden level of awakening, and now it should be a top-level martial soul comparable to the Clear Sky Hammer.
In the mind, the original martial soul turned into a golden giant tens of meters tall, which seemed to be able to overlook everything and seemed to be full of power.
But the strange thing is that even though the giant is golden all over, he seems to emanate a black aura, which looks extremely strange. It is a bit like the power of death and darkness.
There is also a golden ball in his mind, which is another divine soul ring bestowed by the Sea God.
Originally, Yang Ping'an planned to use the God-given soul ring as the ninth soul ring of the Golden Dragon. Now, he is only three levels away from level 90. He can break through the bottleneck in two or three years at most. Then he can absorb soul rings to improve quickly. After taking revenge, he can return to the Death Forest to accept the real test.
But Tang Chen's appearance disrupted all his plans. It was clear that there was no hope of revenge in the short term, unless he could absorb the spirit ring for his martial soul in advance. (