When Tang Hao and his brother dismissed Ah Yin's actions, thinking she was about to repeat her earlier trick, the scene that unfolded before them instantly drained their faces of color.
Blue Silver Grass—everything in sight was Blue Silver Grass. And unlike ordinary Blue Silver Grass, these strands were tinged with a purple-gold hue.
Blue Silver Domain: Ultimate Form—Ocean Embracing All Rivers!!!
"Tang Hao! Feel the wrath of the Blue Silver Grass clan!" Ah Yin screamed in hysterical fury.
Although Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were momentarily shocked by Ah Yin's display of the Blue Silver Domain, they remained unimpressed. They were, after all, possessors of the world's number one weapon-type martial soul. So what if Ah Yin summoned an overwhelming sea of Blue Silver Grass? Surely it couldn't break through their defenses or take their lives—right?!
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao: O_o!?
At this moment, both brothers froze.
Countless Blue Silver Grass strands around them emitted a sharp sensation, and within the blink of an eye, hundreds of tiny but visible wounds appeared on their bodies.
Zhu Zhuqing, standing outside the fray, opened her bloodstained mouth in shock, unsure how to assist. But when she observed Ah Yin's attack, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
"Though the blades are small, their cumulative effect can cut through even the toughest objects?"
However, Ah Yin's current attack on Tang Hao and Tang Xiao was only a minor demonstration of her true power.
The battlefield within Zhu Zhuqing's view was completely overrun by Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass. This was the terrifying aspect of the Blue Silver Domain's highest form, Ocean Embracing All Rivers. At this moment, Ah Yin seemed to merge with the heavens and earth, commanding an endless army of Blue Silver Grass at her will.
Though individually weak, the sheer quantity of Blue Silver Grass had now resulted in a qualitative change. Even the elders of theHao Tian Sect and the Title Douluos of the Star Luo royal family were caught in fierce battles. While Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass couldn't defeat them quickly, it firmly pinned them in place.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing realized something.
Ah Yin's area was completely sealed off, leaving no room for interference. However, other battle zones involving the Title Douluos were relatively open, offering her an opportunity to intervene.
Then Zhu Zhuqing recalled Huo Yu'er's introduction of Ah Yin and her private complaints. Instantly, she understood—Ah Yin wanted to vent her anger first and didn't want Zhu Zhuqing's help.
Since that was the case, Zhu Zhuqing decided not to play the villain. With a ferocious gleam in her eyes, she charged toward another battlefield.
Though it seemed somewhat immoral to let Ah Yin, who was comparable to a level-97 Title Douluo, face Tang Hao, who was now close to godhood, Zhu Zhuqing realized this was the optimal solution. Ah Yin's type was the hardest for Tang Hao to counter, and their compatibility was the worst possible match.
Faced with Ah Yin's omnipresent, elusive attacks that couldn't be pinpointed or defeated outright in a short time, Tang Hao's temporary burst state would inevitably lead to his exhaustion and demise.
Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing's White Tiger Descent also had a time limit. Rather than standing idle here, she might as well contribute elsewhere.
After the White Tiger Descent's effects faded, she wouldn't suffer backlash like those who used Ring Detonation. With the aid of rare treasures, Zhu Zhuqing was confident she could eliminate the Star Luo Emperor and his allies before returning to assist Ah Yin in defeating Tang Hao.
At this moment, the battlefield situation had completely reversed.
Tang San, watching from the shadows, was now seething with rage, his eyes bloodshot like those of an Asura demon.
'Damn it! Why is this happening? How did the other side manage to summon such a powerful beast to help them!
Ah! Was it someone from the Sea God's side? I never expected they'd have such a hidden ace up their sleeve!
And this bloodline resonance… Is this person my birth mother?! The people behind the Sea God are truly despicable and vile! To use my birth mother against my father!
They're courting death!!!' Tang San roared internally, but aside from his unstable divine power, there was nothing he could do.
At this moment, Bo Saixi stood beside him, holding the Trident of the Sea God and glaring coldly.
"Tang San, the contract has been formed. Violators shall face divine punishment. Think carefully before acting."
"I know! I'm not like some rule-breakers," Tang San snapped back, though his words remained biting.
Inside, however, Tang San was filled with regret. When signing the wager, he should have added more rules, such as prohibiting reinforcements. Now, he found himself in a passive position.
Bo Saixi sneered disdainfully.
She knew full well whether their side had followed the rules. This young man, inexperienced in scheming, dared to accuse the older generation of underhanded tactics—it made no sense.
But watching the balance of victory gradually tilt toward her side brought an exquisite sense of satisfaction. Unconsciously, Bo Saixi's lips curled upward.
Because of this, she failed to notice Tang San's eyes rapidly shifting before turning cold and sinister.
"If you show no mercy, don't blame me for being ruthless! If you can call for reinforcements, so can I!" Tang San thought coldly.
Whether by coincidence or design, this battlefield was extremely close to Tang San's inheritance site, Slaughter City.
At this moment, divine power surged within Tang San, instantly linking him to his inheritance site. This immediately drew Bo Saixi's attention.
"Tang San, what are you doing?" Bo Saixi asked.
Tang San smirked but offered no reply. Soon, Bo Saixi discovered the answer.
A crimson tide, vast and suffocating, spread rapidly from the west, accompanied by a nauseating stench of blood.
Bo Saixi's expression darkened. "Tang San, you've gone mad! How dare you unseal Slaughter City and release those fallen soul masters! Are you trying to plunge the world into chaos?"
Tang San shook his head lightly, his gaze condescending and arrogant.
"Plunge the world into chaos? Elder Sea God exaggerates. Look closely—are they capable of causing chaos?"
Bo Saixi focused her divine power into her eyes and scanned the horizon. Her brows furrowed, and she shot Tang San a look of disgust but said nothing.
Soul masters unfamiliar with Slaughter City didn't realize it was a trap. Without completing the trials, prolonged exposure turned its inhabitants into puppets controlled by the city's overseer, even damaging their bodies.
The currency used within, Bloody Mary, contained special toxins, and Tang San could infuse his own divine power to control the evil soul masters.
Completing the trials wasn't necessarily better—it was still a trap. The domains granted by gods acted as tags on soul masters, allowing the gods to manipulate them as they pleased.
Thus, every single released soul master was now a puppet under Tang San's control, their eyes filled with fanaticism and murderous intent.
These fallen soul masters had no other thoughts—they only wanted to die gloriously for Tang San.
It was precisely this manipulative tactic that made Bo Saixi look at Tang San with disdain and revulsion.
In her mind, Bo Saixi no longer saw Tang San as a younger generation member—he was an evil practitioner who toyed with human hearts.
As for accusing Tang San of calling for reinforcements, Bo Saixi harbored no such thoughts, especially since Ye Wen had just summoned Ah Yin.
But Bo Saixi underestimated Tang San's shamelessness.
These fallen soul masters numbered over a thousand, with the lowest cultivation level being Soul King. Above that, there were over a hundred Soul Sages, dozens of Soul Douluos, and even a dozen Title Douluos.
Due to Slaughter City's unique nature, their cultivation levels should have been suppressed by their soul rings upon emergence.
Yet, at this moment, they displayed their peak cultivation levels. Tang San had cleverly used divine power to fabricate missing soul rings for them. Though these weren't particularly strong, given Slaughter City's unique traits, these soul masters were already experts in slaughter. Whether they lacked eighth or ninth soul skills made little difference.
Unaware of Slaughter City's rules, Bo Saixi didn't realize Tang San was cheating. Meanwhile, Ye Wen, observing from the shadows, chose not to intervene.
No matter how Tang San struggled, he was destined to lose.
After all, while this wager seemed initiated by Tang San, the true dealer behind it was Ye Wen.
What Tang San thought was his hidden ace was as obvious to Ye Wen as if Tang San were parading naked before him. Even if Tang San summoned the Asura God-King himself, Ye Wen would remain unafraid.
Watching the fallen soul masters entering their True Body states and preparing to join the war, Ye Wen's icy gaze flickered as he muttered coldly:
"It's almost dinner time. Tang San has lost."
At that moment, the spatial gate opened once more, and surging waves erupted. A dragon's roar shook the heavens and earth.
Tang San: @_@ Another expert!?
Before Tang San could channel his divine power to identify the newcomer, a series of blinding red flashes appeared. He saw a massive azure-blue dragon head suddenly emerge in the sky, followed by a deafening roar.
Self-Created Soul Skill—Supreme Dominion!
Instantly, space seemed to distort. The fallen soul masters facing this attack had their True Bodies shattered, coughing blood as they were flung backward.
All the fallen soul masters were incapacitated.
But it didn't end there—the attacker clearly had no intention of letting these villains off easily.
The newcomer's seventh red soul ring flashed, and a colossal azure-blue dragon resembling the Eastern Azure Dragon spiraled and soared into the sky, dominating the battlefield.
The newcomer was none other than the former top disciple under the High Priestess of the Sea God Island—the Sea Dragon Douluo.
After specialized training from Ye Wen, the Sea Dragon Douluo's cultivation had reached level 99, and all his previous soul rings had been upgraded to hundred-thousand-year levels. He was now the strongest non-divine being on the Sea God Island.
Moreover, the Sea Dragon Douluo was a strong contender for the Azure Dragon seat among the Four Celestial Guardians, as recognized by Ye Wen.
How could these fallen soul masters, trapped in madness and lacking comprehensive stats despite their combat skills, compare to such strength?
The Sea Dragon Douluo now coiled in the sky, gathering bolts of lightning.
Though his original martial soul, the Sea Dragon, was water-based, it wasn't hard to imagine dragons wielding lightning. Under Ye Wen's guidance, the Sea Dragon Douluo had awakened latent potential akin to the Sky Azure Bull Python, gaining mastery over thunder and becoming even closer to the image of the Azure Dragon.
Innate Soul Skill—Azure Thunder!
Already powerless to resist, the fallen soul masters faced this overwhelmingly pure and yang force. Like ashes before a breeze, they were instantly obliterated.
The world was cleansed.
Without Tang San and Tang Hao's interference, Zhu Zhuqing swiftly eliminated the Star Luo Emperor and his allies using her god-level strength.
As for the members of the Hao Tian Sect, Zhu Zhuqing showed no mercy. Having chosen to oppose her, there was no reason to spare their lives.
Did they think they had Tang San, a god-level backer? Did she, Zhu Zhuqing, lack one? Everyone had connections in this world!
Though Tang Hao and his brother were no longer in mortal danger, seeing their sect's long-hidden elders, who had finally begun to rebuild after decades of retreat, wiped out left them pale-faced and red-eyed, looking as though they wanted to devour Zhu Zhuqing alive.
At this moment, Ah Yin poured salt into the wound with her silvery laughter, echoing from all directions into the brothers' ears.
"Hehehe, that's right, that's right.
Despair! Suffer! You two heartless bastards—you abandoned me for the Hao Tian Sect in the past. Today, I'll show you how your precious Hao Tian Sect crumbles in my hands."
With these words, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, already in agony, were now wearing masks of despair.
Tang Xiao exclaimed, "Third Sister, why are you doing this? Though our sect didn't help you and your husband during the Spirit Hall incident, we didn't harm you either! Why are you treating us like this?"
Ah Yin paused briefly before sneering, "Didn't harm us? Then why don't you ask your good younger brother why he isn't refuting me now?!
And you, Tang Xiao—didn't you just call me a fake? Why are you acknowledging my identity now? You two heartless bastards deserve to die together today!
Blue Silver Tyrant Spear Array!!!"
Countless purple-golden Blue Silver Tyrant Spears shot toward Tang Hao and Tang Xiao from all directions, far stronger than the earlier gentle rain of Blue Silver Grass.
Thanks to their superior combat abilities, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao managed to hold their ground. However, Tang Xiao's gaze wavered, disbelief clouding his eyes as he stared at Tang Hao.
"Hao—"
Tang Xiao opened his mouth but ultimately didn't voice the accusation.
They were adults, and unless blinded by love, anyone could spot inconsistencies upon reflection.
The Douluo Continent was vast. If Tang Hao had truly wanted to hide Ah Yin, how could her childbirth have gone wrong? And how coincidental was it that the Pope attacked on that very day?
Tang Xiao even wanted to scream at Tang Hao—why hadn't he held back and killed the Pope?
Otherwise, why had his tenure as the Hao Tian Sect leader been so difficult?
But at this point, words were meaningless. Their priority was surviving this chaotic battle.
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