blogombal Chapter 23 Tang 3's Purple Demon Eye? Trash in the eyes of the Divine Child!
Chapter 23 Tang 3's Purple Demon Eye? Trash in the eyes of the Divine Child!
"No!!!!!"
Ouyang let out a heart-wrenching roar in his heart.
His mind went blank, as if he were being trampled by ten thousand Titan apes, leaving only a buzzing roar.
Why?!
I've already laid out all the evidence and witnesses right in front of you!
Xiao Wu herself admitted it!
What is the structure of your brain circuits?
Is it edged with gold or inlaid with diamonds?
Ouyang felt like he was going crazy.
He stared intently at Bibi Dong as she approached, his eyes looking as if he wanted to devour her.
However, he has a "fierce" appearance.
However, in Bibi Dong's eyes, it was automatically interpreted in a different way.
"Is Your Highness... testing me?"
Bibi Dong's heart stirred.
She felt that His Highness's "anger" at this moment was not true anger.
Rather, he was testing her, as his most faithful follower.
How would you handle such an "unexpected situation"?
If I had shown even the slightest hostility towards that little rabbit just now.
Or perhaps the doubts about the identity of the deity have already offended the deity.
Luckily, I made the right bet!
Bibi Dong felt increasingly that her comprehension was extraordinary, and her gaze toward Ouyang became more and more reverent and fervent.
"Your Highness, you need not worry."
Bibi Dong walked up to Ouyang, bowed slightly, and spoke in a voice so gentle it could melt hearts.
"Your people are my people of the Spirit Hall. I will definitely treat her well."
Ouyang: "..."
He opened his mouth, wanting to curse, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.
He felt that there was an insurmountable chasm between him and this woman called "imagination".
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't overcome it.
Xiao Wu was also dumbfounded.
She stared blankly at Bibi Dong, then looked up at her brother's expression, which looked like he was about to explode.
For a moment, I couldn't figure out what was going on.
At this incredibly eerie moment...
"Xiao Wu! Come back quickly!"
An anxious shout came from a corner not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a dark figure rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed!
It's Tang San!
He saw Xiao Wu surrounded by Title Douluos, and Pope Bibi Dong also personally intervened.
They knew the situation had reached its most critical point.
He couldn't wait any longer!
"Let her go!"
Tang San gave a low shout, flicked his wrist, and dozens of black, cold lights shot out.
Like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, they shot towards Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan!
It was the Tang Clan's hidden weapon, the sleeve dart!
"Oh? There's a little fly too?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo raised an eyebrow, a hint of disdain on his face.
How dare you show off your limited skills in front of him with just a few broken iron needles?
He didn't even bother to lift a finger; his protective soul power automatically deployed, forming an invisible barrier.
Ding ding ding!
Dozens of hidden arrows, powerful enough to pierce steel plates, struck the barrier.
They failed to even create a ripple before falling helplessly to the ground.
"What?!"
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.
His hidden arrow couldn't even break through the opponent's defense!
Is this the power of a Title Douluo?
"court death!"
A hint of killing intent flashed in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes.
To dare use hidden weapons in front of the God is not just a provocation, but a capital offense!
He was about to make a move when Bibi Dong stopped him with a single look.
Bibi Dong looked at Tang San with great interest, as if he were an ant that didn't know its own limitations.
"Interesting. Twin martial souls, innate full soul power. It's a pity, they chose the wrong path and followed the wrong person."
Her voice was icy, as if she had already pronounced Tang San's death sentence.
Tang San felt as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake, and his blood instantly turned cold.
But he still stood firmly in front of Xiao Wu, not retreating even a step.
"You are not allowed to hurt Xiao Wu!"
"Tang San..."
Xiao Wu looked at the back of the figure blocking her way and was deeply moved.
At this moment, Ouyang finally recovered from the brink of collapse.
He saw Tang San.
They saw this future "chosen one" of Douluo Continent.
A brilliant idea arose in his mind!
"Oh yeah! How could I have forgotten about him!"
"Bibi Dong and her gang are beyond saving, but Tang San is different!"
"He's the protagonist! He has the protagonist's halo! His thoughts should be normal, right?"
"As long as I protect him and keep him by my side, with his intelligence and observation skills, he'll definitely be able to find my flaws! Then, having him expose me is much more reliable than that silly rabbit Xiao Wu, isn't it?"
Ouyang felt as if he had seen an oasis in a desolate desert.
He felt that Tang San was his last hope!
It was the final piece of the puzzle in his self-destructive scheme!
We absolutely cannot let him die like this!
Thinking of this, Ouyang cleared his throat and yawned.
He was so tired, both mentally and physically.
However, this yawn that he yawned unconsciously triggered unexpected consequences.
As he opened his mouth, an invisible sound wave, carrying the passive aura of his "divine pressure," instantly spread out!
This sound wave was silent, yet it contained an indescribable, terrifying pressure originating from the soul!
Om-!
Tang San, who was the first to be hit, felt as if his brain had been smashed hard by an invisible giant hammer!
His prized Purple Demon Eyes, cultivated through the Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record.
Faced with this overwhelming pressure, they collapsed instantly!
My eyes are stinging and I'm crying blood!
The internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong within his body froze instantly, as if he had seen a ghost, and became completely out of control!
"puff!"
Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
He fell heavily to the ground more than ten meters away and immediately lost consciousness.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.
What just happened?
His Highness... he just yawned?
Then, that boy who seemed to dare to attack a Title Douluo... just flew out?
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes twitched violently.
He was just wondering whether he should help His Highness the Divine Child get rid of this assassin.
Looking back now, I realize I was overthinking things.
Before the Lord.
He, a titled Douluo, is probably no different from that young man; both are the kind of people who can be dealt with with a yawn.
A dazzling light also shone in Bibi Dong's eyes.
She knew it!
She knew that His Highness's power was far greater than what she had seen!
This casual yawn contained such a terrifying soul attack!
If they get serious, what will happen?
"Guards! Drag this assassin who dared to attempt to kill the God Lord away and execute him by slow slicing!"
Bibi Dong's voice was icy cold and filled with murderous intent.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Two Templar Knights immediately stepped forward, preparing to drag the unconscious Tang San away.
"etc!"
Just then, Ouyang spoke up.
He was extremely anxious:
"No! Sister! He's my last hope! If you kill him, who will I tell on me?"
He quickly adopted a profound and compassionate demeanor, looked at the unconscious Tang San, and sighed softly.
"never mind."
Even ants have the will to survive, let alone humans.
"He was only trying to protect his comrades; his heart is compassionate and his actions are commendable. Spare his life."
Ouyang felt that his words were very skillful, as they both protected Tang San and made him appear very magnanimous.
However, these words sent a shiver down Bibi Dong's spine.
Your Highness... he... he's actually pleading for your enemy?
He actually said, "Even ants have the will to survive"?
He possessed the power to destroy everything, yet he harbored such a kind and generous heart!
Is this... the heart of God?
Looking at Ouyang's exquisitely beautiful face, Bibi Dong felt an unprecedented surge of emotion and admiration.
She felt that her heart, which had become cold and hardened by hatred and ambition, was illuminated by a warm ray of sunshine at this moment.
"God...be merciful!"
From the bottom of her heart, Bibi Dong bowed deeply to Ouyang once again.
Ouyang was completely numb as he watched Bibi Dong bow to him again and again.
He waved his hand weakly.
"Alright, alright, stop worshipping. Take him away, find a place to lock him up, treat him well with good food and drink, just make sure he doesn't die."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Just as the Templar Knights were about to drag the unconscious Tang San away...
No one noticed that in the shadowy corner of a towering building in Wuhun City...
A figure as imposing as an iron tower, draped in a tattered cloak, was clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.
It was Tang Hao.
he came.
He sensed that his son Tang San was in a life-or-death crisis.
Especially when he sensed Xiao Wu's aura being exposed and the gathering of several powerful Title Douluo auras.
He then stealthily approached at top speed.
Like a silent, ferocious beast, lurking within the optimal attack range.
With the Haotian Hammer already in hand, the overwhelming killing intent and resolute fighting spirit were almost impossible to suppress.
He saw his son being severely injured by that strange sound wave, coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground at that moment.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his heart felt like it was being gripped by an icy hand.
He was almost ready to rush out regardless of everything, even if it meant facing the Pope of the Spirit Hall, several Title Douluos, or a den of dragons and tigers, he was determined to fight his way out with his son.
However, he stubbornly endured it.
It's not fear.
He dared to strike the Papal Palace with his hammer back then, and now that his injuries have healed, he is even less afraid of a battle.
What stopped him was the anomaly, a bizarre situation far beyond his comprehension.
That little boy, whom everyone calls "the God Child"... is so strange.
A yawn, even a seemingly unconscious one, emits a powerful, invisible energy.
Tang Hao had never heard of such an attack method before.
That was by no means a soul skill; it was more like a kind of... crushing force originating from the level of life itself.
What he couldn't understand even more was the attitude of Bibi Dong and all the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall towards that child.
It was not just respect; it was a near-fanatic, blind faith and obedience.
The "divine child's" reaction was also strange: anger, helplessness, and a sense of despair...
The only thing missing was the indifference or majesty that a high and mighty deity should possess.
Instead, it's like a trapped child, eager to explain but with no one to listen.
Especially his final words of "pleading" for Tang San.
Tang Hao heard it clearly: "Even ants have the will to survive, let alone humans."
The helplessness and feigned sophistication in his tone clashed with the somber atmosphere of the scene.
"This 'divine child'... has a problem. A very big problem."
A sharp glint flashed in Tang Hao's cloudy eyes.
He doesn't believe in gods, especially the "gods" promoted by the Spirit Hall.
But the power this child is displaying is real, and the attitudes of the crowd are a real contradiction.
A strong attack might allow them to rescue the mistress amidst the chaos.
But facing a "divine child" whose strength is unknown, along with Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and other Spirit Hall masters who may be hiding.
He wasn't absolutely certain, and was more likely to put his mistress and the little rabbit in an even more dangerous situation.
Especially that "divine child," if he makes any further moves, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The way that "divine child" treated Tang San—"locked him up and treated him to good food and drink"—was humiliating, but at least his life was not in danger.
This gave Tang Hao time and space.
"Don't rush... Don't move now."
Tang Hao took a deep breath and slowly suppressed his surging blood and killing intent.
He glanced at Tang San being carried away, then took a deep look at Ouyang, who was being protected by Bibi Dong like a precious jewel.
And Xiao Wu, who was standing next to Ouyang, also looked bewildered and seemed unharmed.
Tang Hao's figure vanished silently into the shadows, like melting snow.
Instead of moving away, he became like the most patient hunter, roaming and observing from more concealed areas on the outskirts.
He needed to find out the background of this "divine child" and what the Spirit Hall was planning.
They needed to wait for a foolproof opportunity to safely bring their son and the potentially vital little rabbit away from this eerie place.
He knew that his restraint just now was the right thing to do.
Acting blindly will only make things spiral out of control.
Now, what he needs is intelligence and opportunity.
He needs to strike at the most unexpected moment, at the moment when he can deliver the most fatal blow to the Spirit Hall and this "divine child."