Chapter 323: Tang San's Intentions
"What did you say? Flander!"
Yu Xiaogang's face twisted in anger as he pointed at Flander, his finger trembling with fury.
Liu Erlong also wore a look of disbelief, then shot a glare at Flander and said,
"Old Flander, this joke isn't funny at all. If you keep spouting nonsense, don't think I won't hit you."
Flander, understanding his old friends' current emotions, didn't mind their harsh words. He sighed, lowering his head.
"I wish this were false, but the news has already spread throughout the entire Tiandou Empire, it can't be a lie."
"How... how is this possible? Do you even know how many people there are in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect?"
Yu Xiaogang still couldn't believe it. Although he had left the sect when he was young, it was the place where he was born and raised. Now that it was gone, how could he accept it?
"Xiaogang... I'll go outside and inquire. Maybe it's just a rumor that's been exaggerated?"
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was close to breaking down, Liu Erlong quickly suggested going out to gather more information, hoping that Flander had made a mistake.
But thinking about the figure from Spirit Hall, Yu Xiaogang began to believe it. The words from that time still echoed in his ears.
"I'll unite this continent with Ning Bei. It won't be that hard. What do you think my power will be at that time?"
It seemed that woman had already started putting her plans into action. With that thought, Yu Xiaogang clenched both of his hands into fists, his nails digging deeply into his flesh. His gritted teeth began to bleed, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
"Bibidong, you're truly ruthless. I won't let you off."
With that, Yu Xiaogang collapsed from the stress, his mind overwhelmed by anger. Flander was alarmed and quickly rushed forward to support him, shaking his shoulders.
"Xiaogang, wake up!"
In the Tiandou Imperial Palace, a group of people gathered in the Emperor's study.
"This mission was done well. I'll let the Pope know and make sure she acknowledges your achievement."
"Thank you, miss."
Gui, Ju, and the others bowed and thanked her. With these words, after the mission was over, not only would they likely receive soul bones tailored for themselves, but they might even be promoted above others.
After the conversation, the four of them returned to the Spirit Hall with their mission accomplished, and Little Angel turned her gaze toward the man behind her.
"What's the next step? Take down the Haotian Clan?"
"Not yet. Considering the time, Ah Du and the others should be out of the City of Slaughter by now, and there's that guy too."
"Tang San?"
"Yeah."
Ning Bei cared more about Ah Du's safety than about Tang San, who still had plenty of time to play. But if Ah Du were to lose his life due to his advice, it would be regrettable.
Little Angel clearly saw the worry in Ning Bei's heart, and after a cold hum, she said, "That little fox is better off dead inside."
Ning Bei paused for a moment, then smiled, realizing that this woman was jealous, thinking that he cared more about the "little fox."
"Why should I care about her? Ah Du is an important talent for my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As long as he's fine, that's all that matters."
"Hmph, you better think like that."
After a cold snort, Little Angel walked away, leaving Ning Bei with a glimpse of her golden-haired back. Her proud demeanor made him smile. He stood up, walking toward her, his hands landing on her delicate waist.
"I see you've been playing the emperor for too long, forgetting who is in charge around here. You dare to look at me with that cold gaze? Let me show you the power of my soul-taking technique."
"Hey... hahaha, I'm not playing anymore! Let me go!"
Little Angel burst into laughter and begged for mercy. After a while, she glared at Ning Bei, looking very angry.
Seeing her, Ning Bei couldn't help but think she was hard to deal with, quickly shifting the topic to something else, his face becoming serious.
"You've been keeping an eye on Tang Yuehua, right? I have a feeling Tang San will come looking for her. While we can't directly make a move, it's better to keep track of his movements so we don't end up in a passive position."
As the serious matter was mentioned, Little Angel stopped looking angry and, after a moment of thinking, responded, "What if Tang San doesn't come for her?"
"Doesn't matter. He'll show up sooner or later. Once he does, don't let him out of your sight."
"Mm, I understand."
At the northwest border of the Tiandou Empire, Tang San, who had been adjusting his state in the deep mountains and forests for more than half a month since leaving the City of Slaughter, was still reflecting on his new powers.
"This Killing God Domain is indeed powerful. It can directly weaken the opponent's strength. But every time I use this killing intent, it becomes harder to control. I easily fall into becoming a puppet who only knows how to kill."
After struggling through hardships to leave the City of Slaughter, Tang San had successfully completed the test set by the voice in his mind. He obtained the Killing God Domain, and the cold voice had also issued his second task.
The second test of the Shura Nine Tests: Control!
"Have I found a way to fully control the Killing God Domain? That would align with the intentions of the voice, right? Otherwise, what's the point of creating a killing machine that just kills anyone it sees?"
Tang San didn't doubt the intentions of the voice, but controlling the killing intent was proving difficult. After thinking it over, he decided to wait and see if he could find a way to manage the killing intent, as he remembered how Hu Liena and Ah Du had handled it back in the City of Slaughter. Whenever the killing intent accumulated, those two would use mysterious methods to make the killing intent vanish without a trace.
Of course, Tang San didn't believe they would provide him with the method for free. He'd have to force them into a corner or exchange something of his own for the method. The time given for the test was still quite ample, and Tang San wasn't in a hurry. He could wait.
At the City of Slaughter's Hell Slaughter Arena, Hu Liena, who had completed her hundredth victory, was staring at Ah Du in the arena. Her fists were clenched tightly, looking quite anxious, because Ah Du's current opponents included three Soul Douluos among the fallen, and the rest were all Soul Saints.
Even when she fought in her hundredth Soul Battle, her opponent only had one Soul Douluo-level fallen.
As expected, Ah Du was stuck in a tough battle. His opponents were not only strong, but they also shamelessly chose to surround Ah Du, who was a semi-Soul Emperor. After dozens of minutes, Ah Du was covered in wounds, his face showing clear signs of exhaustion. The only thing that didn't change was his unwavering gaze.
Two years had passed, and Ah Du had developed his self-created soul skill, the "Ming Zi Scythe Method," to its fifth form. However, the fallen who had observed his battles had already made preparations and had not fallen to his fifth form.
"The sixth move isn't complete. Should I use it? If I fail, it'll leave me in a desperate situation."
Ah Du hesitated for a moment. After all, using an unfinished technique in such a life-or-death battle seemed very unwise. However, this was the only option available.
(END CHAPTER)
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