Douluo: I Have an Unnamed Law

Chapter 428 Awakening from the Dream, Tang San's Killing Intent Against the Rakshasa God

Qian Renxue came to her senses and smiled contemptuously: "Tang San, I told you, the power of a mere mortal cannot harm a god. You have lost."

"No, I haven't lost yet."

Tang San shook his head, and the Trident of the Sea God appeared in his hand, pointing it at Qian Renxue.

"Don't forget our bet was about whether I could hurt you, but it didn't stipulate that I only had one chance."

Qian Renxue shook her head dismissively: "Tang San, Tang San, stop making futile resistance. This is the third time I'm extending an invitation to you."

"Submission, or destruction?"

"Hmph, then I'll say the same thing." Tang San straightened his back, looking at Qian Renxue with neither arrogance nor servility, his voice firm and powerful: "Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue sighed and said regretfully, "Tang San, you are a rare talent, but unfortunately, you can't be of use to me in the end."

Qian Renxue has always admired Tang San's potential and wanted to recruit him for her own use.

It was also meant to show all the Soul Masters in the world how tolerant the Spirit Hall is towards talent. Even if they were enemies in the past, as long as they are willing to serve the Spirit Hall, they can be forgiven and rewarded handsomely.

This was intended to weaken the resistance of the Soul Masters who had previously been enemies of the Spirit Hall.

Unfortunately, things don't happen more than three times. She had already given Tang San three chances, and now that he had rejected them all, she couldn't keep him around any longer.

"Since they cannot be used by me, then they can only be destroyed by me."

Qian Renxue clenched her fist in the air in front of Tang San, looking as if she had everything under control.

"Uncertain storm!"

Tang San wielded the Trident of the Sea God, unleashing the Unpredictable Storm, a divine skill that even gods would be affected by.

"Little tricks."

Qian Renxue, wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, unleashed dozens of sword energies in succession.

Although the Unpredictable Storm is a divine skill, it was not a god who used it, but a human.

Before Qian Renxue, who was already a god, the divine skill "Unpredictable Storms" seemed particularly powerless.

The golden sword energy, carrying terrifying power, shattered Tang San's Unpredictable Storm.

"Again, the third move of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, never to return!!"

Tang San gathered all his soul power into the Sea God Trident, becoming one with his body and throwing it out like a javelin.

call out! !

The trident of Poseidon cleaved through the air, hurtling towards Qian Renxue with unstoppable force.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue chuckled lightly, slightly raising her free left hand to form a circle of divine power in front of her, blocking Tang San's attack.

He then held it in his hand and looked at Tang San with a mocking expression.

"Gone forever, truly living up to its reputation. Without the divine artifact, let's see what you can use to fight me now."

With that, Qian Renxue threw the Trident of the Sea God into the distance, where it stuck into a mountain peak.

Tang San felt immense pressure and had no choice but to summon his final trump card, the Clear Sky Hammer.

Red, black, black, black, black, red, red, red.

Eight spirit rings slowly rose beneath her feet. Such a terrifying spirit ring configuration would surely shock anyone else, but it didn't seem so abnormal in front of Qian Renxue.

"Qian Renxue, let me show you my true trump card."

"Ring explosion!!"

Tang San instantly destroyed his first three spirit rings, causing his strength to increase exponentially.

"Haotian Hammer, random cloak!!"

Tang San gripped the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands and roared as he charged towards Qian Renxue, who was high in the sky. "Interesting."

A beautiful smile curved Qian Renxue's lips as she swung the Angelic Holy Sword forward, unconsciously unleashing a new battle technique.

The holy sword drew a mysterious arc in the air, like a spring breeze brushing against willows, yet it contained terrifying power.

Clang! !

The Angelic Holy Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer collided with a deafening sound. At the point of impact, the airflow and energy subtly formed a Tai Chi shape, almost dissipating eighty percent of the Clear Sky Hammer's power.

Qian Renxue merely flicked her wrist, while Tang San went all out with this attack.

The enormous recoil force acted on Tang San, and he crashed to the ground like a meteor falling to earth.

"Pfft, how could that be?"

Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood. The sword move was so familiar, the feeling was so familiar. Why did Qian Renxue know this move?
"Tang San, you have already lost. Prepare to die."

Qian Renxue had thought that Tang San could give her more surprises, but now it seems that he no longer has any trump cards left for her to play with.

She gently raised her right hand, and behind it, the phantom of a six-winged angel, now completely transformed into Qian Renxue, appeared, holding a sword in both hands and raising it above her head.

"Tang San, as a former rival, I will make your death quicker."

After speaking, Qian Renxue raised her hand and gently waved it, and the phantom behind her cut down the sacred sword in her hand.

Holy light and terrifying flames descended as Tang San's gaze fell upon the Trident of the Sea God atop the distant mountain peak.

In his previous life, it was the Sea God's divine sense that saved him. Now, Tang San was also forced into a desperate situation, and naturally, he placed his last hope on the Sea God's divine sense.

However, the Trident of Poseidon did not react at all.

"No, this shouldn't be happening, this is a dream, this must be a dream!!"

Tang San roared in despair, his heart filled with resentment.

The next moment, sacred flames enveloped Tang San, and Tang San felt as if he were in a sea of ​​fire.

The physical body, soul power, and soul are all being burned.

Pain, despair.

Tang San turned to ashes amidst these emotions.

In the shadows, Gu Han rested his chin on his right hand.

"Tang San, the one who dreamed, is dead, but this world has not disappeared. Although the map is incomplete, it definitely exists. It seems that the dream world is also a kind of world."

"Perhaps we can take a look at it."

With that thought in mind, Gu Han slowly withdrew from this world.

Outside, after experiencing various desperate ways to die, the cocoon that had enveloped Tang San finally broke, and Tang San emerged from the cocoon, behind him were eight purplish-black spider legs.

Unlike the original Eight Spider Lances, this Eight Spider Lances contains the despair Tang San felt in his dream, and being a gift from the Rakshasa God, it has become even more malevolent.

Tang San did not wake up immediately. He reappeared in the Rakshasa God Realm and saw the phantom of the Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God slightly spread his arms, his voice indifferent.

"Congratulations on completing my test. The external soul bone on your back is your reward. When you inherit the divine position in the future, you can transform it into part of your divine armor."

After saying that, without paying attention to Tang San's increasingly dark expression, Rakshasa God slowly disappeared, and Tang San returned to the real world, but his face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

"Rakshasa God, it's you again!!"

Tang San roared, realizing that all the torment he had endured was actually orchestrated by the Rakshasa God.

Tang San was furious to the extreme, gritting his teeth and roaring in his heart: "Rakshasa God, you wait, the day I become the Asura God King will be the day you face judgment!"

"I will make you pay a terrible price for the suffering I have inflicted on me today!!"

(End of this chapter)