Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 181 In front of Mouse Asan
Looking up from Tang San's angle, Tang Hao was illuminated by this green light, so green that it made him a little panicked; anyone who didn't know better would think he had been poisoned.

"What happened to you? Why does the aura around you seem different from before?"

Tang Hao frowned and temporarily released Tang San's soul power seal.

With the Xuan Tian Gong activated, Tang Hao and Tang San anxiously examined their internal organs and meridians, trying to find any abnormality.

To their disappointment, there was no sign of anything amiss. Tang San was still the same Tang San, only lacking some of his original vibrant energy.

Tang Hao withdrew his hand from Tang San's shoulder and frowned. "There's really nothing unusual. It's nothing to worry about. It's probably because I just sealed his soul power and then immediately threw him into training."

Given your somewhat turbulent state of mind, it's understandable that your breathing might be a little disordered. Rest for a moment, adjust your state, and that's it for today's training. Take good care of yourself and recover.

"Yes, father."

Tang San nodded in agreement, but the unease still lingered in his heart, like a shadow following him.

In the middle of the night, Tang San fell into a deep sleep. During the day, he had to concentrate and expend energy, so at night he needed to restore his mental strength through sleep. He couldn't completely replace sleep with methods like meditation.

However, he did not sleep well that night.

Under Tang Hao's "caring" policy, he used the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed. The somewhat uncomfortable environment made him frown and shudder, as if he had seen something that made him uncomfortable.

Tang San's dream was shrouded in a thick gloom.

In his dream, he was still swinging his hammer under the waterfall, counting the number of times he would strike.

"Thirty-three, eighty-eighty-one!"

"boom--"

He finally did as his father had said, unleashing eighty-one blows in a matter of seconds. Such terrifying power combined and exploded on the stubborn rock, and then Tang San's body shot into the sky with the force of the recoil.

The water from the waterfall, which is several meters high, all rushes upwards, creating a deafening roar.

"Hahaha—" Tang San fell from the sky into the pool. The icy water instantly enveloped him, but it could not extinguish the boiling passion in his heart.

He swam with all his might to the shore, his body trembling with excitement.

"Without using soul power or any other enhancements, just with an iron hammer, my attack power has already surpassed any previous level."

Ling Qianyao, you are no match for me anymore!!!

Tang San looked up at the sky, his eyes burning with passion.

However, this excitement did not last long; he looked left and right, his face showing doubt.

"dad?"

"father!"

I did what he asked me to do, shouldn't my father, who was secretly observing, show up and praise me? I desperately need this kind of fatherly love.

Suddenly, a roar and a woman's scream came from the distant mountains and forests.

"Father!"

Without any reason, Tang San's heart started racing, and a bad thought began to spread wildly through his mind.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he dropped the hammer. The soul power that Tang Hao had sealed over his body was immediately unlocked, and he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and the Eight Spider Spears.

Panting heavily, he ran towards the direction from which the sound came.

"boom--"

The large grove of trees in front of him was scattered by his violent soul power, and amidst the flying dust, he finally saw the scene before him.

In the center of the vast open space, there is a unique, incredibly wide stone platform.

Below the platform is Tang Hao's figure.

He was battered and bruised, covered in blood, with all four of his limbs severed. Four soul bones taken from his limbs were silently stuck in the ground, as if to witness something.

Blood kept seeping from Tang Hao's mouth and severed limbs. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the two figures above the boulder. His mouth opened and closed, and the veins on his neck bulged, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that his tongue had already been cut off, and his cultivation had been completely destroyed. Only a life force was maintaining his vitality and preventing him from closing his eyelids, so that he could only look at what was in front of him and could not speak.

"father!"

Tang San exclaimed in surprise. He had only moved half a step when he instantly appeared below the platform, not far from Tang Hao.

"Father—" Tang San was horrified to find that he could no longer speak. Extreme pressure emanated from all around him, sealing him off and rendering him unable to move.

My head clicked and my gaze involuntarily drifted to the platform.

The sight that came into view made his eyes widen in horror, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His brain exploded with a "buzz," as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

On the platform were Ling Qianyao and a gentle and virtuous beautiful woman.

Memories surged back; he vaguely recognized her face when he first arrived in this world—it was his mother!
"no, do not want"

Ah Yin was held in Ling Qianyao's arms, unable to move. Her beautiful face was filled with terror and despair, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads, wetting her messy hair.

“Ah San,” Ling Qianyao grinned maliciously, slowly stroking Ah Yin’s fair cheek with one hand, his fingertips tracing her trembling lips.

It then gradually moved downwards, and amidst Tang San's despairing gaze, it slipped inside his clothes.

Wander around, grasp and knead.
"Well"

Ah Yin pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed with a delicate blush, her whole body trembling, yet she was powerless to resist, and could only silently shed tears as she looked at Tang San.

"Your mother looks very radiant~"

Ling Qianyao smiled and licked Ah Yin's cheek before releasing Tang San's verbal control.

"You beast! Let her go! Ugh!"

Tang San's language system was suddenly blocked again, leaving him only able to stare at the scene before him with bloodshot eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't like your comments, Indian. Didn't you say you were going to defeat me? Didn't you say I'm no longer your match?"

Ling Qianyao slowly unbuttoned his shirt and placed A Yin on the platform.

"Waaaah—" Tang San trembled all over, his teeth grinding together, "Pfft—" a tooth flew out, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Ling Qianyao sat down at the edge of the platform, looking at Tang San with a wicked smile, "Hehehe, look at you now, your father is dead, and your mother, hehehe."

"Snapped--"

A burst of soul power condensed into a palm and slapped Tang San across the mouth, instantly causing half of his cheek to swell up.

"Now, kneel down, admit you're a dog, admit you're a treacherous, hypocritical scoundrel, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you know what will happen."

"Ho-ho-"

"You don't miss your mother either."

Tang San was released from his restraints, his eyes were bloodshot and tears of blood streamed down his face. I stared intently at Ling Qianyao and gritted my teeth, saying, "I am a dog, a treacherous, hypocritical scoundrel."

"Hahaha--"

"Haha~"

Two voices came from the platform at the same time. Tang San was shocked and slowly turned his head mechanically, his gaze falling on Ah Yin, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.

Ah Yin slowly stood up, lay down behind Ling Qianyao, and stroked Ling Qianyao's chest with her delicate hand, licking Ling Qianyao's earlobe.

"Qianyao, he looks like a dog."

"Yes, it really looks like it."

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tang San's vision went black. "Mother, you..."

"Who is your mother!" Ah Yin instantly appeared beside Tang San, grabbed his throat, her fingertips digging deep into his flesh, and lifted Tang San off the ground.

"Ha—ha—I'm the mistress."

"Shut up!" Ah Yin's expression was icy. "You demon who murdered the soul of my own son, you should have died long ago! You and Tang Hao, who betrayed me, both deserve to die, deserve to die, deserve to die."

"Click——"

Outside, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, and his body trembled violently uncontrollably.

He touched his still-existing neck with one hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hu-hu-"

"Nightmare, thank goodness, thank goodness. I didn't kill any souls, I am your son."
Ling Qianyao! To give me such a dream, you've already laid a path to death!

(End of this chapter)