Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 386, Section 405: Tang Xiao's Dark Turn
After Tang Xiao finished venting his anger, he realized that Ah Yin was watching him from behind. He quickly turned around, wanting to explain to Ah Yin.

Suddenly, the illusion shattered, and Tang Xiao's consciousness returned to its original state.

Returning to this crippled body, Tang Xiao felt not only despair, but also an inescapable resentment and hatred.

Tang Hao, you bastard! You've ruined my life so badly, and all you're doing is hiding away, waiting for your son to become a god and bring you good fortune.

Damn it, I'm so angry!
"Do you crave revenge?" The voice was hoarse and sharp, clearly not Ah Yin's!

"Who—" Tang Xiao looked around in surprise.

He then realized that his surroundings had changed.

He was in a pitch-black space. In front of him was another pool. The water in the pool was green and emitted a putrid stench. On the surface of the pool, there were skeletons.

In the center of the pool, there is another island, on which is an altar, and on the altar is a sickle.

The central island in the lake is connected to the spot where Tang Xiao is hiding by only a dangerous bridge.

"Tang Xiao, I am the Rakshasa God. May I ask if you desire the power to seek revenge?" the Rakshasa God said.

Rakshasa God? He never expected to encounter a god. At this moment, Tang Xiao was like a drowning man, desperately trying to grasp at the last straw. He hurriedly nodded and said, "I yearn for it, supreme Rakshasa God, please grant me the power of revenge."

"I can grant you the power of revenge, but what is the price?" Rakshasa's voice reached Tang Xiao's ears.

"Everything!" Tang Xiao said without hesitation.

"Then, climb over that perilous bridge, reach the Demon Scythe Altar, and touch the Rakshasa Demon Scythe with your hands. I will grant you power!"

Upon hearing the voice of the Rakshasa God, Tang Xiao crawled slowly across the floating bridge without hesitation. His body was now paralyzed and crippled by Tang Lie. He only had one hand that he could move to guide him across little by little.

Tang Xiao climbed onto the precarious bridge, which was a rotten piece of wood that swayed precariously under his weight.

As Tang Xiao crawled, he could hear the sound of cracks breaking inside the dangerous bridge. Occasionally, Tang Xiao would look down from under the bridge.

The unidentified green liquid below was boiling and churning, occasionally revealing pieces of skulls.

No, I absolutely cannot fall! I must get to the other side of the bridge as quickly as possible!

Finally, Tang Xiao climbed to the other side, and the rotten log bridge finally broke and sank to the bottom of the lake.

Tang Xiao looked back, breathed a sigh of relief, and then crawled towards the altar.

"Tang Xiao!"

Hearing Ah Yin's call, Tang Xiao stopped wriggling and looked in front of him. Ah Yin was standing in front of him, looking at Tang Xiao.

They looked at each other, as if they had returned to the past.

"Ah Yin." Tang Xiao looked at Ah Yin with deep affection.

Ah Yin opened her mouth, as if to say something, when a door appeared behind her. The door opened, and a terrifying, deep voice came from inside: "What are you waiting for? Come back after you've seen this once."

Ah Yin said helplessly to Tang Xiao, "Brother Xiao, I'm sorry, I have to leave."

Tang Xiao panicked: "Ah Yin, where are you going?"

Ah Yin's figure had already entered the Rakshasa Gate, and finally, the gate closed. "Ah Yin, Ah Yin!" Tang Xiao crawled around in despair, searching for the gate.

"Hmph, Tang Xiao, you want to see Ah Yin, don't you?" Rakshasa God asked.

"Rakshasa, where is Ah Yin?" Tang Xiao asked.

"Hehehe, after she sacrificed herself for you, I took away her life seed and resurrected her true form in the divine realm. If you want to see her, you must become a god and come to the divine realm to have your wish granted," the Rakshasa God said with an evil laugh.

"Become a god? How can I become a god?" Tang Xiao asked.

"The one who pulls out the demonic scythe will inherit the Rakshasa's legacy, eternal power. Like a sharp blade cutting through flesh, his heart will also be eroded by this power, corrupted and degenerated, becoming a god with only evil thoughts. Are you ready?"

Upon hearing Rakshasa God's words, Tang Xiao's gaze returned to the Rakshasa Demon Scythe high above the altar, and he nodded heavily: "To see Ah Yin, to see her, I am willing to pay any price."

Tang Xiao made up his mind and then climbed onto the altar.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Climb up to the altar and touch the Rakshasa Scythe with your hands."

Finally, Tang Xiao reached the top of the altar. Looking at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe that exuded an ominous aura, he thought of his tragic life.

In order to avenge Tang San and his son Tang Hao, and also to see Ah Yin again, Tang Xiao reached out and grabbed the handle of the Demon Scythe without hesitation.

The moment he touched the sickle handle, a powerful divine force surged into Tang Xiao's body.

Tang Xiao felt his shattered spine repairing itself, his destroyed martial soul recovering, and evil divine power surging into his body to restore him to his best condition.

"Ahhhhhh!" With the influx of divine power, Tang Xiao let out a comfortable chant. Under the impact of the immense divine power, Tang Xiao's shirt, pants, and underwear tore apart.

He did not notice the earth-shattering changes that his body had undergone under the transformation of the Rakshasa God's power.

Tang Xiao's bronze skin darkened, turned black, and finally became jet black, just like coal, with thick hair growing on his dark skin.

His hair, which was as straight as steel needles, turned into curly hair after being baptized by divine power, and his lips also became thicker.

His legs were shortened, and he became shorter, but his hands extended to past his knees.

Tang Xiao felt his body recover and his strength return. He excitedly exclaimed, "I'm recovered! I'm whole again! I'm no longer a cripple! Hahahaha!"

Immediately afterwards, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer. With the return of the Clear Sky Hammer came his powerful level 92 soul power, as well as nine soul rings: yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, and red.

"Powder, I feel the powerful Powder! I, Xiaotian Douluo, am back! Ahhhhhh!"

He recklessly performed performance art, and in the end—

Tang Xiao clenched his fists, stretched out his arms, and pounded his solid chest, the thuds sounding like war drums. Then, he opened his mouth and let out a series of savage roars—

The mark of the Rakshasa God was branded on Tang Xiao's forehead.

"I am complete now, I lack nothing, I have received the inheritance of the gods, Tang Hao, are you ready to face my revenge? Ahahahahaha, ahahahahaha!" Tang Xiao's eyes were red, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe activated the Rakshasa Domain to release the evil aura, roaring loudly and venting its existence.

Tang Xiao's voice echoed throughout the entire space.

(End of this chapter)