Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 218 Tang San, you don't want Xiao Wu either. (Inner Demon Evil Thoughts)
The opponent is a Soul Saint, and I should also be trapped in some kind of illusion. In fact, with my Purple Demon Eye, which is only at the Microscopic level, I cannot break through the opponent's illusion.

Coupled with the faint killing intent emanating from Shi Nian, Tang San's nerves were instantly on edge.

Who knows if his unreliable father is even paying attention to him anymore!
He didn't come out when the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School humiliated him and when Ling Qianyao rubbed his head on the ground, but he suddenly told him not to touch the Haotian Hammer during the competition.

This ambiguous situation forced him, who was already suspicious by nature, to make the worst-case scenario plan.

"Senior Shi, a teacher from Canghui Academy, may I ask what brings you here?"

Shi Nian chuckled. "What brings you here? Hehehe, how about I disappear for a while?"

"For a qualifying spot?"

"Indeed, without you, a control-type Soul Master, Shrek Academy is doomed to collapse without a fight. Canghui Academy will soon be facing you. You're just unlucky."

Tang San sneered, his right hand already quietly reaching for the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon. "Heh, senior, you're being too unrealistic. Even if Shrek Academy loses power..."

With your Canghui Academy's meager strength, it's probably wishful thinking to think you can get a share of the pie among the five major elemental academies.

Are you suggesting you provoke them?

"Heh~" Shi Nian seemed to have heard a good joke. "So what if there are five major academies? I will not let any of those who hinder Cang Hui get away with it."

What's wrong? Your body seems to be trembling under my pressure.
Back in the small town outside the Star Dou Great Forest, didn't you and Ye Zhi Qiu say that a good Soul Master wouldn't dare to cause trouble? Now that you've been bullied, you should stand up straight and take the beating?

A broken dream!

Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eyes at full power, but he still couldn't see through the gradually distorting space around him.

The streets resembled turbulent water; trees and buildings began to melt away, replaced by a blood-red wasteland.

Shi Nian suddenly appeared in front of Tang San, his sinister eyes full of mockery, "At your age, cultivating to the Soul Master level with Blue Silver Grass is already considered genius."

And then there's that impressive martial spirit strength and the variety of self-created soul skills. You know, what I love most is torturing geniuses, watching them drive them to madness in despair within my martial spirit illusion, and then die.

Tang San retreated abruptly, simultaneously throwing out three bone-piercing nails with his right hand and activating the Zhuge Crossbow with his left. The hidden weapon pierced through Shi Nian's body, but it seemed to hit the air without any resistance.

"It's useless. In my illusion, I am a god." Shi Nian's voice came from all directions. "Now, I will let you experience the thing you fear most. Seventh Soul Skill—Nightmare!"

The surrounding scenery changed again.

Cliffs, abysses, the mountains of Sichuan—a place even ghosts fear.

"Tang San, you, an outer disciple, have stolen the Xuan Tian Treasure Record! Your crime is unforgivable!"

"Tang San, you have violated the sect rules and secretly practiced the inner sect's secret techniques. This is a heinous crime of betraying your master and ancestors. You must immediately submit to the law!"

Tang San stared in disbelief at the scene before him. "Elders, I..."

"boom--"

An elder pressed his head to the ground and shoved his face into the dirt.

Several elders arrived later, shattered his dantian, disrupted all his meridians, crushed his limbs and bones, pulled out his tongue, gouged out his eyes, and pierced his ears.
Then several chains bound him, suspending him amidst the mountain clouds. Countless insects and poisonous ants crawled up his body through the gaps in the chains, their sharp mouthparts piercing his flesh and gnawing at him.

He was sprayed with a drug that amplified his senses, causing this pain to torment his mind constantly.

Eagles in the clouds pecked at his rotting flesh, and excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, causing him to let out low moans.

Because his tongue was pulled out, he could hardly form a complete "ah" sound, only muffled and broken sobs remained, and his consciousness gradually blurred in the excruciating pain.

Five days later, Tang San died under this inhuman torture.

"Ha ha--"

Tang San opened his eyes again, his eyes bloodshot, panting heavily. The terrifying experience of falling into an abyss had made his heart pound like a drum.

The surrounding scenery changed again: a blacksmith shop made of earthen mounds, and Holy Soul Village.

"Hey, come in. What kind of martial spirit have you awakened?"

Tang Hao's voice drifted from inside the room, causing Tang San to freeze in place. "An illusion? Or like the fleeting dream of my past life?"

"Hmm?" A gust of wind swept by, and Tang Hao instantly appeared in front of Tang San, tightly gripping his throat with such force that it seemed he was about to crush Tang San's throat bones.

Tang San suddenly found it hard to breathe, and his face instantly turned bright red.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to release your Martial Soul?!"

"Well"

Dead hand, move quickly!

Tang San exerted all his strength, and finally Blue Silver Grass appeared on his right hand, but he was horrified to find that the sensation of the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand had disappeared.

"Only one martial soul? Useless Blue Silver Grass." Tang Hao muttered to himself, then tightened his grip on Tang San's hand.
"As expected, you are not my son, Tang Hao!"
He has been different from ordinary people since childhood. No one has come into contact with him, yet he has created his own soul skills and behaves like an adult.

There are soul-type martial souls in this world too. It seems an old monster possessed my son's body. With the Clear Sky Hammer, I could tolerate it, but now... hmph.
"Die!" Tang San's pupils widened suddenly as he looked in disbelief at his father, whom he had always longed for recognition but who now harbored murderous intent towards him.

"How could this be? How could Father kill me just because I don't have the Clear Sky Hammer? Impossible, this is impossible!"

"puff--"

His head slid off with a thud, spraying red and white blood.

As he fell through the air, he seemed to hear Tang Hao's last whisper, "If I weren't waiting for you to awaken the Clear Sky Hammer, I would have killed you long ago, you demon."

He saw his headless corpse being casually tossed into the blacksmith's furnace by Tang Hao, where the raging flames consumed his body completely.

"Do not!--"

My consciousness blurred again, and all I could see was darkness.

"Hey Indian, look, who's this?"

A familiar yet somewhat ethereal voice rang in Tang San's ears, and light gradually appeared before his eyes, revealing a familiar meadow.

After Notting Academy, on the grassy field where he and Xiao Wu made their promise?
His heart skipped a beat, and looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a tall and beautiful figure with a scorpion braid on the grass ahead.

"Xiao Wu."

Tang San was startled and rushed forward, but just as he was about to see Xiao Wu's face and see her condition, he was restrained by an invisible force.

"Ah~ Tang San is here~"

Ling Qianyao suddenly emerged from behind Xiao Wu, grabbing her neck with both hands as she looked on with a mocking smile.

"Ho-ho-"

Tang San wanted to speak, but he couldn't. He could only stare at Ling Qianyao with bloodshot eyes.

Ling Qianyao applied slight pressure, and Xiao Wu's fair face instantly turned bright red. Several shocking red marks appeared on her neck from being pinched. She tried to pry Ling Qianyao's hands off with both hands, her eyes filled with fear and despair. Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"Look at your incompetent rage, it's utterly ridiculous."

"Tang San, don't you miss Xiao Wu either?"

As he spoke, Ling Qianyao, right in front of Tang San, reached his other hand inside Xiao Wu's clothes and began to wander over her.

Xiao Wu shed tears silently.

"Uh-huh~"

Under Tang San's increasingly shocked and angry gaze, Xiao Wu seemed to have been stimulated by something, and her eyes turned white.

A blush rose on her cheeks, and her original expression of despair and sorrow transformed into a strange mix of confusion and shyness.

tick-

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his eyeballs almost bulging out, and he could only watch helplessly!

Suddenly, a blue-gold figure descended from the sky.

"Mother?!"

Ah Yin sneered as she approached Tang San, her Blue Silver Grass transforming into a sharp spear that pierced his heart.

"Who is your mother? You extraterrestrial demon who devoured the original body's soul, die!"

"what--"

Tang San let out a heart-wrenching scream in the illusion.

Outside, in the hidden forest outside Heaven Dou City, Shi Nian looked at Tang San, who was trembling all over and whose soul power fluctuations and mental strength were gradually collapsing, and revealed a ferocious smile.

"What a pity. If I were a Title Douluo, I could have gotten a glimpse of its contents."

In the shadows, Tang Hao frowned as he observed Tang San's condition. He had originally intended to use this time to temper Tang San's mental state and his ability to deal with illusions.

But seeing Tang San being tortured so miserably and on the verge of mental collapse, a sense of worry welled up in his heart.

"This kid, he won't make it through, will he? He's grown up to this point, what could he possibly be afraid of?"

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and in his vision, a black aura slowly emerged from Tang San's body. The black aura was sinister and eerie, exuding a chilling aura, as if it were evil thoughts seeping from the deepest abyss.

"not good!"

Tang Hao's expression changed. Tang San ultimately couldn't hold on. Furthermore, the illusion had given rise to an evil aura similar to a demon in his heart. If this wasn't dealt with properly, it might lead him down the path of a fallen soul master.

Tang Hao immediately decided not to observe any longer and was about to take action to save Tang San.

(End of this chapter)