Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 170 The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King is Dead, Tang Chen is in Peril
boom--

The moment the Great Handprint of All-Is Collided with the Heavy Hammer, time seemed to stand still for a split second.

A dazzling halo erupted from the center of the collision, blinding all the Soul Masters watching.

"Oh, my eyes, my eyes!"

Soul Masters below the Title Douluo level knelt on the ground in agony, bleeding from their ears and noses.

Even titled Douluo would have to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.

Qian Daoliu and Poseidon were unaffected, squinting as they looked toward the center of the explosion.

The Great Handprint of Myriad Self and the Great Sumeru Hammer covered the sky of Wuhun City, plunging it into darkness, as if it were the end of the world.

The space at the center of the collision completely collapsed, forming a void vortex with a diameter of one kilometer.

Countless fragments of space swirled within the vortex, refracting a magnificent yet deadly light.

When Tianxia Wuzei felt the resistance from the Wanwo Great Handprint, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his 100,000-year soul ring lit up again.

Titan's Wrath, twice in a row!
"town!"

The Demon King's massive body pressed down into the void, his Great Handprint threatening to crush the heavens and shatter the continent.

click-

A sickening cracking sound echoed across the battlefield.

Several cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the Great Sumeru Hammer, running through the hammer body.

The cracks spread rapidly from the surface of the hammer to the handle, and destructive power followed.

"not good?!"

Tang Chen's pupils contracted sharply. The moment the crack spread to his right arm, his entire right arm exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Fortunately, he was decisive enough to use his left hand as a blade and cut off his right arm before it could spread to his whole body.

However, the hidden force had already invaded his body, and the crack in the blood-red nine-headed bat king on his chest was visibly widening.

At the same time, it dimmed and showed signs of collapsing at any moment.

"puff!"

Tang Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly weakened.

It wasn't that he was injured by the hidden force of the Myriad Handprint, but rather that he could no longer suppress the surging soul power and Asura divine power within his body.

"Oh no, my body can't take it anymore!"

He knew his body's condition better than anyone else; the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King was dying and could no longer suppress the power within him.

Sensing Tang Chen's condition, the thieves wouldn't miss the chance to beat him while he was down.

The next moment, a voice came from above the void vortex.

"Tang Chen, you remnant of the old era, it's time for you to step off the stage!"

Suddenly, the Great Handprint of All-Encompassing Light shone brightly, instantly shattering the stalemate.

"town!"

With a furious shout from "No Thief Under Heaven," the Great Handprint of Ten Thousand Wo suddenly pressed down, and the Great Sumeru Hammer retreated step by step.

"puff!"

Tang Chen was beset by internal and external troubles, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body bent over under the weight.

"It's not over yet?!"

The cold voice of "No Thieves Under Heaven" rang out again, like the Grim Reaper proclaiming a death warning.

The five fingers of the Great Hand Seal suddenly came together, firmly grasping the Great Sumeru Hammer in the palm of the hand.

click-

The crisp cracking sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone in Wuhun City.

Everyone looked up at the sky in horror.

The massive, mountain-like hammer shattered inch by inch, making cracking sounds as it succumbed to its immense weight, with large fragments falling off.

boom--

Finally, the moment the Great Handprint of Myriad Self formed a fist with its five fingers, the mountain-like Great Sumeru Hammer shattered instantly.

A blood-red Haotian Hammer, riddled with cracks, fell helplessly, striking Tang Chen as if by lightning, inflicting another severe blow.

The Great Sumeru Hammer is not his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, but he relies on the Clear Sky Hammer to wield it.

Now that the Great Sumeru Hammer has been destroyed, the Haotian Hammer has also suffered heavy damage and is about to shatter.

If a martial spirit is damaged, its master will naturally also be harmed.

Tang Chen's physical condition is now on the verge of collapse, just like his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. "Tang Chen!"

Poseidon tried to rush forward, but was stopped by Qian Daoliu's Angelic Holy Sword, just as she had stopped Qian Daoliu not long ago.

The offensive of "No Thieves Under Heaven" was not over yet; after changing from palm to fist, they followed the momentum.

"Overlord Chasing Wind Fist!"

In the blink of an eye, Wan Wo's massive fist crashed down, a fierce wind arose, and space shattered.

Tang Chen had no chance to dodge and was blasted by the punch, crashing into the vast square of Wuhun City like a meteorite.

Rumbling--

The shockwave ripped up the ground within a ten-mile radius of Wuhun City Square, instantly creating a massive crater hundreds of meters deep, shaped like a fist.

Qian Daoliu slashed away the smoke and dust in front of him with a single sword stroke, cursing with a dark face.

"You little brat! Wuhun City wasn't destroyed by the enemy, but it almost was destroyed by you!"

Knowing that a major battle was about to take place in Wuhun City, he made arrangements well in advance to prevent the city from being destroyed.

That's good.

Instead of defending against the enemy's attack, they successfully defended against the attack of the "No Thieves Under Heaven".

However, Qian Daoliu only complained that he didn't expect the winner to be Tianxia Wuzei.

The square, where the fist mark was.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was horrified to discover...

Tang Chen knelt on one knee at the bottom of the pit, bright red blood gushing from hundreds of wounds on his body, and a large pool of blood had accumulated at his feet.

These injuries were not all caused by the "No Thieves Under Heaven" incident.

Because at this moment, the blood-red nine-headed bat king on his chest had been completely shattered, losing its effect of suppressing the surging soul power and Asura God power within his body.

That's why Tang Chen suffered such serious injuries.

The Demon King, suspended in the air, was also visibly weakening, and was at his last gasp.

"Huff huff~ After using a 100,000-year-old soul skill in succession, my current soul power still can't hold out for long. If it weren't for the healing methods of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, I wouldn't dare to use Titan's Wrath twice in a row!"

Even with the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, Tianxia Wuzei still felt as if his body was being torn apart.

The speed of treatment could barely keep up with the speed at which the body was being torn apart.

He looked at Tang Chen, whose breath was even weaker on the ground, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"But it's all worth it. Tang Chen is doomed to die now! Even if all the forces on the continent unite, they can't overpower the Spirit Hall in terms of high-end combat power."

If Tang Chen hadn't been so impatient to attack the Spirit Hall, but instead had chosen to recuperate and restore himself to his peak condition...

If they join forces with Poseidon, the Spirit Hall will definitely be the loser.

Unfortunately, they were all too eager for quick success and instant benefits, which caused them to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

In the deep pit, Tang Chen's body had stopped bleeding, but his body was visibly fragile, like a piece of porcelain that could break at the slightest touch.

However, a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

"Good...very good..." Tang Chen's voice was weak, but there was a sense of relief in it. "This is me, the complete me! To be able to experience this in my lifetime, this life has not been in vain!"

He had been parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King for decades and was no longer familiar with his own body.

The moment he was awakened by Poseidon, he chose to continue allowing the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King to parasitize him, for the sake of love and to be with the former.

But that wasn't him after all!
Moreover, merely surviving was never Tang Chen's way of life.

Over the decades, we almost forgot our original intention.

Tang Chen looked up at Poseidon, his lips moving slightly.

"I'm afraid I'll have to break my promise again this time!"

Upon hearing this, Poseidon, the high priest of the island of Poseidon, shed tears for the first time.

She and Tang Chen had been separated for decades, and they finally met again.

I never imagined we'd have to part ways again so soon.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Chen slowly stood up, his posture as upright as a sword, and his aura suddenly changed.

"However, before I leave this time, I will still keep my promise and kill that junior for you!"

He made a grasping motion with his left hand, and the space suddenly shattered, revealing a dark red longsword in his hand, exuding overwhelming demonic power!

The thief's pupils contracted sharply as he instantly recognized the sword.

"That is... the Asura Demon Sword!"

(End of this chapter)