Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Tang San stood steadily on the road ahead, his eyes serious.

Looking back, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The broken road was less than twenty meters long, while the flying rope he had cleverly modified was a full forty meters long, enough for him to cross this dangerous situation without fear.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. He slowly walked towards the golden-red bead that had flown with him, bent down, and reached out to pick it up.

A pang of regret welled up within him: "It's a pity that the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent is a fire-attribute beast, and its inner core is not suitable for me. However, if I encounter snake-type soul beasts again in the future, this thing will surely become an important magic weapon for me to defeat my enemies."

After a soft sigh, he stored it in his soul tool, then took out the Flying Claw and pulled the trigger without hesitation, the sharp claw tip piercing straight into the road ahead.
"Little White." Tang San stretched out his other hand.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai quickly scrambled over and grabbed Tang San's hand. Although he was a bit of a bully who preyed on the weak, when he wasn't strong enough, he still needed to cling to Tang San, his powerful ally.

With a heavy pull, he fired the trigger again, his body was sent flying, and he landed on the ground quickly.

"Little White, this inner core..."

Tang San knew that Ma Hongjun was the most suitable recipient of this inner core, but this was a priceless treasure. If it were an ordinary thing, he would just give it away, but giving this inner core to Ma Hongjun felt like a waste of a precious resource!

Does Ma Hongjun deserve it?

"Keep it for yourself, I have no use for it," Dai Mubai said upon hearing this.

He naturally noticed the hesitation in Tang San's words.

Having shared joys and sorrows for two or three years, he had come to understand Tang San's personality.

If Tang San really wanted to give something, he wouldn't ask questions; he would just give it to her directly.

The fact that Tang San asked the question indicates that he was somewhat hesitant about what he was giving away.

Without hesitation, Tang San and his companions dashed out like two bolts of lightning. Time slipped away quietly, but the surrounding temperature was steadily rising, as if a tense atmosphere permeated the air.

He could feel the murderous aura gradually surging within his body; the intense heat surged within his chest like flames, making him uneasy.

"Blue Silver Domain!"

He decisively activated his domain, and instantly, a cool sensation swept through his body, making his thoughts exceptionally clear.

He sped forward, his footsteps echoing across the empty road. Soon after, they finally reached the end of the road.

The sight before him made him frown: a blood-red ocean nearly a kilometer long, seemingly foreshadowing an ominous future. He looked around; the cave ceiling towered about two hundred meters high, like a giant canopy covering them.

"My Blue Silver Emperor can extend to about 120 meters, and the Flying Claw can reach 40 meters... still 40 meters short!"

"It's alright. Relying on the Eight Spider Lances' bounce, we can use the Flying Claw in mid-air, and with the help of Blue Silver Grass, it should work!"

"But Dai Mubai."

"Let's get him over there first, that should work."

Without hesitation, Blue Silver Emperor bound Dai Mubai and simultaneously extended his Eight Spider Lances to support himself on the ground. He then pressed his body down, his legs suddenly tensing.

"Little White, get ready!"

"Bang!" The Eight Spider Lances were like a sharp blade, their taut state exuding an invisible pressure. Tang San's body soared into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings, flying out together with Dai Mubai.

At this moment, he used all his strength to suddenly fling Dai Mubai away, as if throwing a hard bullet forward, with a clear target and a determination to succeed.

The power of his footsteps combined with the leverage of the Eight Spider Lances to create a powerful thrust. Tang San silently vowed that this was the success of his attack.

His body shot forward like an arrow, the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly under the powerful impact, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

As he gradually climbed higher, the tension and anxiety in his heart began to relax, and he experienced the feeling of looking down at the earth from high above.

Suddenly, my gaze shifted, and my body was transported to a strange, white space, as if I were in endless clouds and mist.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at his surroundings, he felt a chilling aura surge into his body like a tidal wave. "This is actually materialized killing intent!" Pain surged in like a tidal wave, the intense burning sensation was unbearable, his consciousness gradually became numb, and finally he was swallowed by darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly awoke from his hazy consciousness. The first thing he saw was the Haotian Hammer, which he was tightly gripping in his left hand. On the tip of the hammerhead, mysterious white patterns spread out like a galaxy, radiating an eerie glow.

In an instant, a surge of white light burst forth from the Haotian Hammer, instantly spreading outwards as if the entire space was filled with its radiance. Then, in the blink of an eye, the light vanished without a trace, leaving one's heart trembling and filled with an incredible sense of power.

After retrieving the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San noticed the sword stuck in the ground in front of him.

The sword's blade gleamed with a blackish-red light, as if stained with fresh blood.

Tang San reached out, grasped the hilt, and pulled it out with force. The blade gleamed coldly, exuding endless sharpness and chilling power. A cold force surged from his hand, causing him to shiver and unconsciously tighten his grip on it.

"The Asura Divine Sword?!" A look of surprise flashed in Tang San's eyes. He didn't know why he knew the name of this sword, but he had a feeling that this sword belonged to him.

At this moment, Dai Mubai slowly woke up, saw the sword in Tang San's hand, and said, "Little San, what is this?"

"It's nothing." Tang San didn't want to say more and simply put away the Asura Divine Sword.

Dai Mubai was somewhat displeased to see Tang San put his sword away immediately.

Logically speaking, Tang San had already obtained an inner core in Hell Road, so even if it were a fair distribution, this sword should have belonged to him. But in the end, Tang San actually accepted it all.

Moreover, that sword looked like a good thing. Although they Soul Masters use Martial Souls to fight, it doesn't mean they can't use external objects.

Because of his acquisition of the God of Slaughter Domain, coupled with two years of hellish training, his horns had long been smoothed out, making it difficult for him to have any emotional fluctuations. He only had rationality in battle and a desire for killing.

The greedy thought of killing for treasure had barely taken hold of his mind when it vanished instantly.

Because he saw that Tang San's forehead had just developed a mark that looked exactly like that sword.

"what?"

However, Dai Mubai did not tell Tang San. Instead, he slowly stood up and walked towards the only light in the distance.

"It's time to go out."

Seeing this, Tang San also slung his sword behind his back. He didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't put the sword into his storage soul tool. It was really strange.

But the moment he stepped out of the City of Slaughter, Dai Mubai involuntarily fainted. (End of Chapter)