Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 115 Tang San's Suffering Day

So he pushed hard with his feet, using up his last bit of strength, and flew up in an instant like an arrow from a bow and fell towards the cliff.

When the King of the Earth arrived, he stood on the edge of the bottomless cliff. He could only watch the food escape from under his nose and left reluctantly.

Empty, void.

Tang San felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

He could not feel his own body, his own condition, or the passage of time.

".Where is this?"

Tang San didn't know.

“Praise suffering, the beginning of the sublimation of all souls, praise suffering.”

In a daze, a voice seemed to come from the sky, a hesitant and panicky sound, echoing deep in Tang San's mind.

The next moment, Tang San felt as if he was being pierced by countless thorns, or being whipped by countless vines, and boundless pain came.

It is not just pain from the body, but also pain from the soul, which is countless times worse than the so-called torture.

"Ahhhh!"

The severe pain caused Tang San to roar, and his consciousness gradually dissipated in the pain.

When he was in Tang Sect, he chose to jump off the cliff because he was afraid of the cruel torture. However, he did not expect that after jumping off the cliff this time, he would experience pain that was more terrible than torture.

Is this retribution?
"Am I going to die?"

The past scenes echoed in his mind. He opened his eyes in Tang Hao's arms. The old Jack in the village, the greasy teacher, the cheating Shrek, the pictures in his mind gradually turned gray until a red figure with scorpion braids quietly appeared.

"No! I can't die, my Xiao Wu is still waiting for me to save her!"

A powerful willpower appeared out of nowhere and pulled Tang San back from the brink of soul collapse.

Tang San struggled hard to resist the excruciating pain that was unbearable for a normal human being. His consciousness was like a small boat, drifting in the sea of ​​suffering. If he was not careful, he would be submerged by the waves.

Finally, the pain receded like the tide.

Tang San felt like he was lying on a hard, cold stone slab, the biting cold seeping into his bones.

He raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty.

"Is this here?"

He looked around. It was a strange place. The sky was gray and the surroundings were shrouded in gray fog.

"Welcome to the place where suffering gathers, young people who have suffered." A cold mechanical voice suddenly came into Tang San's ears.

"who are you?"

Tang San was startled and wanted to get up, but found that he was unable to move. This situation where his body was out of his control made Tang San extremely uncomfortable.

After a long while, Tang San felt that his body seemed to have regained some strength. He propped himself up and stood up. The pain he had experienced before seemed to be an illusion, and the wounds on his body had disappeared.

"This is the inheritance place of the God of Suffering. I am the manager here. You can call me Thorn."

The mechanical voice seemed to come from the air. No one could see its shape, and there was no emotional fluctuation in the voice.

"The God of Suffering?!"

god!
Tang San's mind was shocked, and he ignored all other words. Only the four words "God of Suffering" kept coming to his mind.

He couldn't help but ask again:

“Is this the place where the gods passed down their legacy?”

"Yes."

The mechanical voice seemed to have no impatience and continued to answer Tang San's questions coldly.

Tang San was overjoyed when he got the answer. He didn't expect that he would turn a disaster into a blessing and find the legendary inheritance of the gods. It is true that blessings often come from misfortunes and disasters often lie in blessings.

He resisted the urge to laugh.

"May I ask the envoy of God, how can I obtain the inheritance of the God of Suffering?"

Tang San asked Jing Ji respectfully, his eyes full of desire, this is a god!

He is beyond the existence of Titled Douluo. If he can become a god, then the Spirit Hall and the Fighting Spirit Arena will no longer be a problem for him.

Anyone who has the means to die can die.

"Young man who has suffered a lot, the fact that you can come here means that you have been recognized by the God of Suffering. The successor of the God of Suffering does not look at qualifications, but must have suffered a lot of suffering in the world and have a heart that can endure suffering. You just meet the requirements."

Jingzhi continued to explain to Tang San.

"I have gained the recognition of that god."

Tang San thought back to his past, and it seemed that he was indeed plagued by suffering, all kinds of bad things, and he was often beaten. He felt a little irritated when he thought of these things, but when he thought that he could obtain the inheritance of the God of Suffering, he felt that it was worth it.

"Then, Divine Envoy, is there any way to improve my qualifications?" Tang San asked cautiously. After all, he was facing a being related to the gods, so he seemed very cautious.

"Tang San, are you willing to bear the sufferings of this world?" This time, the thorn did not answer Tang San's question, but directly called out Tang San's name and asked him a question.

Tang San had no idea that Thorn knew his name. It was the power of the gods.

But Jingzhi's words still made him hesitate. To bear the sufferings of the world? Why didn't it sound like a good thing? However, thinking of his own half-useless qualifications, he gritted his teeth and

"I am willing."

"Very good, the Nine Trials of Suffering begins!"

The cold mechanical voice seemed to be somewhat pleased to hear Tang San's willingness, but Tang San, who was immersed in joy, did not hear anything.

Then a pillar of light reached the sky and fell from the gray sky, hitting Tang San. At the same time, a grand and sacred voice sounded.

Just hearing this sound is like seeing countless punishments.

"The first trial of suffering, endure the whipping for three days, and the reward is the transformation of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

castigate?

Before Tang San could react, he found himself suddenly on a high platform, with his hands and feet bound by thorny brambles.

"Wait!" Tang San was horrified as he looked at the bloody whip as thick as his arm that appeared in the air.

unfortunately,

Snapped!
The long whip was merciless and with fierce momentum, it lashed towards Tang San's waist fiercely.

Although the long whip was floating in the air, it seemed as if a strong man was holding the whip, wielding the whip with great force and power, causing Tang San's skin to be torn and flesh torn. This was not over yet, the long whip continued to lash at Tang San like raindrops without stopping.

"wait!"

"I￥%#@%"

"Ahhh~"

Three days later,
A bloody man collapsed on the platform, the long whip disappeared, and then a ray of light enveloped Tang San, recovering all his injuries. However, even after the injuries disappeared, Tang San still collapsed there and didn't want to move.

If it weren't for the light on the platform that would heal him every time he was on the verge of death, he would definitely not have survived these three days. But even so, his mentality gradually changed during this beating.

"Reward: Soul Transformation."

The grand voice brought some light back to Tang San's eyes.

Then there was another wave of pain, but it was nothing to Tang San at this time.

His blue silver grass martial spirit suddenly appeared in his hand. Under the illumination of a gray light, the grass leaves slowly thickened and turned into the shape of vines. The color also began to change to blue-black, and sharp thorns grew out of the vines.

Not only that, his soul power also showed signs of a breakthrough.

Another half a quarter of an hour passed, and the change was complete. Now this blue silver grass, no, it can no longer be called blue silver grass. Now there is not a trace of blue silver grass on this new martial spirit.

"Is this a thorn vine?"

Tang San felt the information coming from his martial soul. The thorny vine is a strange plant with poisonous thorns. Those who are bound by the vine will suffer endless pain.

This is a top-level martial soul in itself, but his thorny vines may be due to the mutation of the useless martial soul blue silver grass, so it is underdeveloped and the strength of the martial soul is similar to that of an ordinary high-level martial soul.

But even so, Tang San was full of joy. This thorny vine was much stronger than the previous blue silver grass. Not only was its binding ability greatly enhanced, but its toxicity and toughness were also greatly improved. Now he dared to challenge Dai Mubai.

"Spirit Hall, Fighting Spirit Arena, Dugu Bo, Dai Mubai, and..., all of you wait for me, I will definitely come back!"

Tang San read out the names of his enemies one by one. He knew that he was now dominated by hatred, but he did not object to it, because hatred was also an important force that allowed him to persevere in this divine test.

Then the sound of thorns sounded again,
"Tang San, you now have a three-month buffer period. If you want, you can start the second test right away. The second test is to endure the pain of being skinned, and the reward is a six-level increase in spirit power. Do you want to start right away?"

Tang San shook his head violently, like a rattle. He didn't want to be tortured anymore. It was too painful. He needed to slow down.

Suddenly he thought of the agreement with Yu Xiaogang, and after a moment of hesitation he asked, "God's messenger, do you know if I can get out of here?"

Thorn was silent for a while before replying, "After passing the fourth test, you will have the right to enter and exit this place freely."

"The fourth test?" Tang San gritted his teeth, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. Sometimes a man has to be cruel to himself.

Ten months later,

Having endured the torture of thousands of ants eating his heart, Tang San collapsed on the high platform, his face pale and he didn't want to move at all. If you didn't look closely at his heaving chest, you would probably think he was a corpse that had just died.

"Tang San, congratulations, you have passed the fourth test. As a reward, the life span of your fourth spirit ring will be increased by 5,000 years."

Four yellow and purple soul rings rose up from Tang San's body. The color of the fourth soul ring gradually deepened and finally turned into a black ten thousand year soul ring.

In the past ten months, he has passed the second and third tests, and completed the fourth test today. The second test allowed his soul power to reach level 38, and by the time of the third test he had reached level 40, and was rewarded with a god-given soul ring.

However, since his physique is only slightly stronger than that of a normal soul master, and may even be inferior to some defensive beast soul masters, even if he uses the fourth soul ring of the God-given soul ring, the age of the ring has only reached more than 8,000 years.

(End of this chapter)