CHAPTER 294: CHAPTER 294: BODY DIES AND DAO DISAPPEARS, THE WORLD IS SHAKEN

Tang San looked at the Slaughter City with a venomous gaze. This place, which he had originally regarded as a paradise, now made him hate it to the bone.

Here, his father had been cut into a human stick, his life in danger. He had lost his greatest backer, and he himself had been expelled.

"Slaughter City, you just wait for me! A dark, evil, and terrifying world like you shouldn’t exist!"

"I will come back to destroy you! Everyone here will eventually become my nourishment. I will rid this world of violence and bring peace to the good."

The pure and noble Buddha Tang said fiercely. To drive him out undoubtedly meant he had lost one of the fastest paths to advancement.

A look of confusion suddenly appeared in Tang San’s eyes. What could he do now?

That’s right! I still have to take revenge on Shen An and that Tenth Elder of Spirit Hall! I still have to protect Xiao Wu!

An evil qi lingered in Tang San’s pupils. "I need strength. I need to advance to Soul Sage. I need a seventh soul ring that is most compatible with me."

The importance of a soul master’s seventh soul ring was self-evident, and Tang San already had a decision in his heart.

’Blue Silver King, don’t blame me. Didn’t you say I am the future emperor of the Blue Silver clan? In that case, as a subject, isn’t it normal to offer one’s life for the emperor?’

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It took Shen An and Hu Liena more than half a month to travel from Spirit City to the Slaughter City, but this time, it took less than a day to return.

The Sword Domain, which could teleport up to one thousand five hundred meters at a time, under the condition that Shen An did not count the use of his soul power, was simply unbelievably fast.

Medium-sized soul power experience packs were used in countless numbers. After two days, his soul power level was directly pulled to level seventy!

Shen An took a look. His accumulation over the past two years, minus the experience packs used in these two days, at this time, his fame value still had a surplus of ten million.

He was still ten million short of the fame value needed for his seventh soul ring.

In front of the ancient and majestic Spirit City, Shen An lowered his head and looked at the bag in his hand. Inside was the famous Clear Sky Douluo.

’I hope you can make up the rest of the fame value for me.’

Immediately, he transformed into a stream of sword light and arrived in front of the Pope’s Hall.

"Reporting to Your Majesty the Pope, Yan Chixia has an important matter to report. I request an audience!"

In the discussion hall, Bibi Dong was having a headache dealing with many matters. She was very annoyed.

Originally, in Spirit Hall, her authority had been growing day by day. The great Spirit Hall was obediently at her command, like her own arm.

But that one sword strike from Qian Daoliu in front of the Douluo Hall, that one sword strike that had illuminated the dark night, had caused her authority as Pope to be severely lost.

Some Titled Douluos and Soul Douluos who had originally been leaning towards her were now faintly difficult to mobilize, with a great tendency to sway between the two sides.

"Damn it! A bunch of fence-sitters!" Bibi Dong cursed. Immediately, a bitter look appeared on her face. It turned out that the power she had painstakingly managed for so many years, which she had thought was as solid as a fortress, was so worthless in the face of absolute strength.

As she thought, a wave of depression came up, and she coughed a few more times. That one sword strike had contained divine power, and it was the holy divine power that restrained her the most. Without more than half a year, her injuries could not possibly heal.

Her face became even more gloomy. For a short period of time, she couldn’t participate in the Rakshasa God’s trial. That thing was too difficult. She had to be in her best state to go.

"I need to do something big to re-establish my authority as Pope," Bibi Dong said to herself. But what kind of thing could be done to establish her authority as Pope to the greatest extent?

Bibi Dong thought with a headache. Immediately, a familiar voice came to her ear.

"Hmm? You’re back so soon?" Although Bibi Dong was upset at this time, she still got up to see him.

After all, she had bet too much on Shen An. She definitely had to put on an appearance of importance.

"Your Majesty the Pope, the Saintess has been successfully delivered to the Slaughter City. The King of Slaughter, having heard of your great name, is willing to take care of the Saintess."

Bibi Dong nodded lightly but was not surprised. She was one of the contemporary Slaughter Gods, and she was also in charge of Spirit Hall. The King of Slaughter was naturally extremely wary of her. What’s more, there was the long-standing agreement with the Slaughter City.

"Not bad. You did very well. I’ll record this as a merit for you. Hmm? What is that thing you’re holding in your hand?"

She asked curiously. In the spacious and majestic Pope’s Hall, for a tattered bag to appear, it was indeed very incongruous.

Shen An smiled. "Your Highness the Pope, this is an unexpected surprise I found in the Slaughter City."

"An unexpected surprise?" Bibi Dong was slightly curious.

Shen An then shook his palm, and a man who had lost all four limbs, with countless blood scabs on his body and a deathly gray face, appeared before Bibi Dong.

"Good, good, good!!!"

Bibi Dong’s eyes shone with brilliance, and a monstrous wave was stirred up in her heart.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Amidst the joyful laughter, the great Pope’s Hall spread the sound. The guards at the door were a little confused. Her Majesty the Pope hadn’t laughed like this for a long time.

"Yan Chixia, oh Yan Chixia, you have really given me a big surprise. Speak, what do you want? As long as you propose it, this Emperor will not refuse."

Bibi Dong said generously. Shen An’s move had truly resolved a knot in her heart. She really hadn’t expected that sending him to escort someone would have such a great harvest.

To capture Tang Hao, a person whom Spirit Hall had failed to capture for more than ten years. Once the news was released, her somewhat shaky authority as Pope could be re-established.

Shen An shook his head and said without a change in expression, "The Pope has treated me with sincerity. How could I have any requests? To be able to solve such a great enemy for Spirit Hall is also a token of Yan’s sincerity."

Bibi Dong was even more satisfied. She felt that Shen An was very sensible, and in her heart, she had already faintly begun to regard him as a confidant.

Trust in a person, compared to the length of time, depends more on what this person has done.

For such a great merit, Shen An had come back to see her at the first moment. It was difficult for her not to pour more of her heart’s blood into him.

"Although you don’t want it, I cannot not give it. How about this? You can take all the soul bones on this Tang Hao’s body. I will have Spirit Hall publicize this matter. This Tang Hao’s lifetime of fame will all be your stepping stone."

"I will have someone keep Tang Hao alive. A month later, you will personally cut off his head. At that time, the people of the world should all know you!"

’Just this?’

Shen An silently complained. Only the latter part was to his liking. As for taking all of Tang Hao’s soul bones for himself, what a joke. He was the one who had caught him in the first place. Bibi Dong was really just drawing a pancake with this.

Bibi Dong suddenly also felt it was a little inappropriate and added, "If you have any problems with your cultivation, you can come and ask me at any time. In addition, after this matter is over, this Emperor will tell you a plan. Don’t worry, I will absolutely not treat a meritorious minister unfairly."

A slight joy appeared in Shen An’s heart. This was the rhythm of wanting to treat him as a confidant.

The atmosphere here was harmonious. Each of them felt they had gotten a satisfactory result.

It was hard to say about Spirit Hall’s intelligence system. After all, they hadn’t found Tang Hao even though he had been hiding for more than ten years. But their information and public opinion function was indeed powerful.

The moment Shen An’s front foot had just stepped out of the hall door, Bibi Dong directly spread the news that the Clear Sky Douluo had been captured by the newly promoted Tenth Elder of Spirit Hall.

Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, it splashed countless ripples.

"The Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao, from the number one sect under heaven, the Clear Sky Sect, was actually captured! The person who captured him is called Yan Chixia."

"That’s right. Truly, every generation produces new talents. That was the Tang Hao who was once famous throughout the continent."

"The methods of this contemporary Pope are truly amazing. Spirit Hall already has the momentum to swallow the world."

The Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and other factions, and even the hidden Clear Sky Sect, all learned of this matter one after another.

In the Moon Pavilion, the zither in Tang Yuehua’s hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. Two lines of clear tears fell silently.

Three hundred li east of Heaven Dou City, in the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao’s tall and sturdy body trembled slightly. His iron fists clenched tightly. He suddenly roared up to the sky, startling all the birds.

"I am going to save my own younger brother! Do you agree or not!"

Ning Fengzhi had a worried look on his face, as if he had sensed the coming of a storm.

"Uncle Jian, follow me to Spirit Hall. Let’s see what kind of sacred person that Yan Chixia is."

Yang Wudi, the only survivor of the four single-attribute clans, now laughed up to the sky. The Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, and he brandished it one after another.

"Someone, prepare a fast horse! This old one must rush to Spirit Hall before Tang Hao is executed!"

As for Tang San, who had just come out from the Blue Silver Grass after obtaining his seventh soul ring, when he heard this matter, he was so angry he fiercely took a breath.

"Father, go in peace. I will surely keep my useful body to avenge you in the future," Tang Xiao San’s pupils were blood-red, his anger monstrous.

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A month later, in Spirit City, experts from all sides, not sparing the consumption of their soul power, rushed over from all directions without stopping.

One, they wanted to witness Tang Hao’s death. After all, he was once the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent, with unparalleled combat power. But now he had fallen to such a state.

On the other hand, they wanted to see what kind of person Yan Chixia, who could capture the Clear Sky Douluo, was. The difficulty of capturing was far greater than killing.

In the grand hall of the plaza in front of the Pope’s Hall, the various factions had already arrived. Looking at the Tang Hao with all four limbs severed, they all felt a sense of sympathy.

Truly pitiful. Originally, he was a prodigy of a generation. Now, he was like a dead dog, his eyes vacant, his vitality exhausted.

Bibi Dong had a smile on her face, obviously extremely pleased. Ever since the news of Tang Hao had been released, the voices of doubt against her in Spirit Hall had become smaller and smaller.

However, she did not get carried away. Besides the seven great Tributes, all the Titled Douluos were gathered here.

Whether in the open or in the dark, it was to prevent any accidents from happening.

Three Titled Douluos stood on her left and right. Countless gazes were cast over, but they did not see the person they wanted to see.

"The traitor Tang Hao, who has committed many evils, colluded with soul beasts, and acted in vain as a human. Today, my Spirit Hall will act on behalf of heaven and execute this person!"

Bibi Dong did not speak of the private enmity between Tang Hao and Spirit Hall, but instead used a more high-sounding reason to nail Tang Hao to the pillar of shame.

Tang Hao’s body was trembling non-stop. Fear and dread once again appeared in his originally lifeless eyes.

"Don’t kill me. I don’t want to die."

Everyone’s faces were strange. It turned out that the usually domineering and decisive Clear Sky Douluo was no different from an ordinary person when facing death.

Everyone showed a look of contempt that was visible to the naked eye.

If Tang Hao had gone to his death with magnanimity, they would still have some respect in their hearts. But now, such a cowardly appearance really made people look down on him.

"It’s not like that, it’s not like that," someone in the crowd was murmuring in a low voice. It was Tang Yuehua.

She really couldn’t accept that her brother, who was as powerful as a god, now had a look of being afraid of death.

Although Tang Yuehua’s voice was very small, everyone present was an expert. They silently remembered Tang Yuehua. This person had a big problem. Maybe an investigation could lead to an unexpected surprise.

"Elder Yan, since this beast was captured by you, then you will be responsible for beheading him."

Bibi Dong’s majestic voice sounded again.

A brilliant sword light shuttled over. The gazes of everyone were fixed on it. They were very curious about this newly promoted elder.

"The Pope has ordered. I will naturally obey," the sword light fell beside Tang Hao, transforming into the appearance of Yan Chixia.

’What a person with a sword qi that pierces the sky! No wonder Tang Hao was captured by him. Although Tang Hao’s arm was severed, that was the Clear Sky Douluo after all.’

Everyone was shaken by the sword qi on Shen An’s body in unison.

Sword Douluo’s sword intent almost broke out of his body. He looked at Shen An with a scorching gaze, his eyes holding unconcealed admiration and battle intent.

"Uncle Jian, what’s wrong with you?"

"The Seven Kill Sword is singing for him!" Chen Xin said with anticipation.

Bibi Dong was very satisfied with everyone’s amazement at Shen An. In her view, Shen An was of her lineage. The more famous and stronger Shen An was, the greater her power.

Shen An cast his gaze towards Bibi Dong. On a formal occasion, on the surface, he still had to respect Bibi Dong.

The corner of Bibi Dong’s mouth lifted, very satisfied. "Slash!!!"

Shen An also did not dilly-dally. His sword qi condensed, one after another of light and shadow overlapping, and suddenly slashed towards Tang Hao.

Crack!

Blood spurted out, a head fell to the ground. A generation of the Clear Sky Douluo, just like that, died without any waves, without any resistance.

The whole field was first slightly silent, then the Spirit Hall side burst out with unprecedented cheers.

However, what was surprising was that there was a goat-bearded old man whose cheers and shouts alone were almost louder than the entire Spirit Hall.

"Big Brother, that woman Bibi Dong really managed to turn the tables," the Golden Crocodile Douluo, looking at this scene, said.

Qian Daoliu did not make a sound, but instead looked at Shen An. At this moment, he also couldn’t figure out what Shen An was trying to do.

To surrender to Bibi Dong, is he really not afraid that Xue’er will find out?

At this moment, Shen An felt extremely pleased. To have cut down the enemy Tang Hao had made his mind clear, and his whole body felt a few points lighter.

’It’s a pity. Tang San has disappeared, and that Xiao Wu. Otherwise, it would be so good to let their family be reunited.’ Shen An expressed some regret.

Bibi Dong’s gaze also swept across the whole field. Her heart was also slightly regretful. The Clear Sky Sect was truly unworthy of being the number one sect under heaven. Tang Hao was publicly executed, yet they didn’t even dare to come and rescue him.

’But that Tang Yuehua is a bit interesting. How come I never thought before that her surname was also Tang?’ Bibi Dong already had a decision in her heart.

Ning Fengzhi, the Heaven Dou Great Emperor, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family looked at each other. After this course of action, the momentum of Spirit Hall had simply reached its peak.

It was unknown how many soul masters in the world would regard Spirit Hall as the supreme hall of power.

They had to find a way to suppress it a little. Otherwise, they would only fall further into a passive position.

Shen An, on the other hand, did not care about the undercurrents in the field, but instead quietly looked at his own fame value.

Eighteen million!!!

And the matter of him cutting off Tang Hao’s dog head in front of everyone, after being spread by the major factions today, one can imagine that it would bring another considerable amount of fame value.

Shen An’s face did not change, but his heart was blooming with joy.

It’s stable! It’s stable! Soul Sage is stable!