Douluo Continent: Tang San has already taken off, and I'm only just arriving.

Chapter 123 Tang Yuehua's Revenge
After leaving the City of Slaughter, he thought he could lead the Haotian Sect to continue its glory.

No one could have imagined that the Haotian Sect, which was once so powerful that no one dared to provoke it, would have fallen to such a state.

Fortunately, the sect's foundation is still intact.

Afterwards, he led his men to the Spirit Hall to demand an explanation, whereupon they encountered Golden Crocodile Douluo, who defeated him, causing him considerable setback.

They then went to Poseidon Island, where not only did their strength recover, but their great-grandson also became the successor to the god.

Before I knew it, everything was starting to look wonderful.

Then, they suffered further trauma.

Tang Chen thought that his great-grandson had finally become a god, but just when Tang Chen thought that their Haotian Sect could dominate the entire Douluo Continent, his god-like grandson was defeated again.

They fled in disarray to the killing city.

Once the king of slaughter here, Tang Chen knew better than anyone what kind of place this was.

If they stay here, within ten years, most of the people in their Haotian Sect will become fallen soul masters.

From now on, the Haotian Sect may even cease to exist.

He was not satisfied with this outcome.

I can't face it.

"Grandpa, are you reminiscing?"

Just then, a woman's voice rang in Tang Chen's ears.

He recognized the voice and couldn't immediately recall which disciple of the family it belonged to.

He then looked over.

With just one glance, Tang Chen was deeply shaken.

Fallen Soul Master.

Moreover, their strength far surpasses that of himself.

"who are you?"

Tang Chen questioned in a deep voice.

Their Haotian Sect has only been in this City of Slaughter for a short time, and even if someone wanted to fall into depravity, they couldn't possibly improve so quickly in such a short period of time.

Such an evil aura could not have been achieved without the lives of tens of thousands of people.

"That's true. Even when you were in the Haotian Sect, Grandpa, you wouldn't have noticed a little girl like me."

"What's more, he's a piece of trash who can never break through to level 10."

The woman slowly emerged from the shadows.

A graceful figure, a bewitching and alluring face, and eyes filled with a bloodthirsty light.

Let alone Tang Chen, even the woman's old friends might not be able to recognize that the person in front of them was none other than Tang Yuehua, the former mistress of Yuexuan.

"So, what do you want to do?"

Although Tang Chen did not recognize Tang Yuehua, he could sense the sharp chill emanating from her.

Clearly, this is an enemy.

"I just want to ask you a few questions?"

"But seeing that you didn't recognize me at all, I suddenly felt that there was no need to ask you anything?"

Tang Yuehua sighed softly, her words seemingly expressing melancholy and lament.

But a sharp killing intent had already permeated her entire being.

The last vestige of kindness in her heart was completely shattered.

She once had fantasies.

When Grandpa comes back, he will be able to help me seek justice.

Unfortunately, Tang Chen never mentioned her at all.

At that time, Tang Yuehua was still deceiving herself, saying that her grandfather must have just not thought of it in time and was in too much of a hurry.

However, it now seems that her so-called fantasy was just a joke.

Whether it's Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, or the praised Haotian Douluo Tang Chen, they're all cut from the same cloth.

None of them truly valued themselves.

They simply treated her as a useless piece, a pawn that could be used.

How pathetic!

Is it really necessary for such a family to exist?
Such a tradition should be destroyed.

Looking back on her life, Tang Yuehua realized that all her tragic experiences were brought about by the Haotian Sect.

From the moment her martial soul was decided, she was no longer someone who was valued.

Afterwards, the Haotian Sect even wanted to give her to Emperor Xueye. At that time, in the eyes of the Haotian Sect and in the eyes of the world, she had not lost anything.

But only she knows the real outcome.

Before she was even an adult, she suffered all sorts of torment at the hands of Emperor Xueye.

His brother arrived late.

Does it matter whether we're really too late?

She barely managed to survive in her own way, facing the disgusting gazes of various men every day while maintaining a facade of smiles and peace. Everything she did was to raise money for the Haotian Sect.

Logically speaking, she should have deserved the most credit.

When the Haotian Sect closed its gates, almost all the resources were earned or given by her.

She should be the one who deserves the most credit.

But in the eyes of the sect, she was still nothing; everything she had was given to her by the sect.

Upon learning that the Min clan was living in dire straits, she thought of sharing some of her profits to help them.

At the same time, it also helps to build up a force outside.

When the sect learned of this, the elders personally intervened and gave him a severe dressing-down, completely exposing his hypocrisy.

At that time, she still naively believed that everything the sect did was for the purpose of continuing its glory.

She is the most important person to the sect.

It was only later that he learned that the portion of resources he had given away was merely a later addition to the distribution of profits among the elders.

Although these days are tough, we can get through them if we just persevere.

Then, she met Tang Hao again, the man who haunted her dreams.

The arrival of this man brought her the greatest tragedy of her life.

Because of Tang Hao's involvement, the Haotian Sect announced that it was severing ties with her.

She became a plaything of the nobility, and a beggar worse than pigs and dogs.

She still didn't give up.

She was waiting, waiting for a miracle, waiting for Tang San.

Tang San appeared.

But he didn't recognize her.

Is it really that you can't recognize them?

It's simply that I didn't take it to heart.

Her story had already been circulating in the newspapers.

She didn't believe that Tang San wouldn't have seen it.

Once you see her, you can find her with a little inquiry.

Unfortunately, Tang San never looked for her from beginning to end.

It wasn't until that moment that she truly lost all hope.

She also clearly realized that the Tang family members were all heartless and treacherous.

Fortunately, her martial spirit broke free from its constraints.

This very martial spirit, which she once despaired of and loathed the most, changed her life once again at a crucial moment.

She possessed immense power.

The increase in power made him realize that in this world, only by controlling his own power could he control his own destiny.

So what if one falls into the form of a Rakshasa?
Today, let everyone in the Haotian Sect become nourishment for me, so that I may become stronger.

She also wanted to try to become a god and truly control her own destiny.

"You...you are Yuehua..."

At this moment, some elders recognized Tang Yuehua, but their tone was full of uncertainty.

The changes are truly enormous.

"It is truly an honor for Yuehua to be remembered by the elders."

Tang Yuehua looked at the elder, her eyes filled with mockery.

This person was the elder who had come to reprimand her for supporting the Min clan.

The next moment, the elder's heart suddenly exploded.

Hot blood splattered all around, then gathered together and slowly seeped into her body.

With the infusion of this blood, the age of Tang Yuehua's eighth spirit ring, which she had not yet revealed, increased to 100,000 years. The method for increasing the age of spirit rings was not truly discovered until 20,000 years later.

At this moment, Tang Yuehua accomplished this feat single-handedly.

Regardless of whether this method is used by a fallen soul master, one thing is certain: she truly is a genius.

"Fallen Soul Master!"

Upon seeing Tang Yuehua's actions, Tang Chen's expression finally changed.

At the same time, he also remembered the name Tang Yuehua.

However, I don't really have many memories of it.

He really didn't think much of his granddaughter.

Although his martial soul is special and he is born with a domain, he cannot break through it and is destined to be a waste.

Unexpectedly, I have now become a fallen soul master.

"Don't put it so harshly."

“Soul Masters plunder Soul Beasts, I plunder Soul Masters; there’s no difference in the methods.”

Tang Yuehua smiled calmly, not taking Tang Chen's murderous gaze seriously at all.

He is now more powerful than ever before.

Even if Tang Hao wasn't at his peak, she would still dare to challenge him when he was still level 99.

"Yuehua, do you know what you've done?"

"How can a disciple of my Haotian Sect use such depraved methods?"

Upon seeing Tang Yuehua, Tang Chen roared angrily.

He couldn't understand why the disciples of the Haotian Sect had fallen so low.

Unexpectedly, these words enraged Tang Yuehua.

"what did I do?"

"I did what I was supposed to do!"

The next moment, Tang Yuehua's spirit rings appeared.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!
Even the first spirit ring is a ten-thousand-year-old existence.

Furthermore, it possesses two 100,000-year soul rings.

"How can this be?"

Tang Chen couldn't understand what was happening.

He could sense that Tang Yuehua did not possess the aura or power of a deity.

In other words, everything she has now is something she earned herself.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Rage!"

As Tang Yuehua unleashed her soul skill, her domain also expanded.

In this field, she can manipulate everyone's emotions.

Just now, I used my soul skill again to maximize my emotional control.

The next moment, everyone in the entire Slaughter City, whether they were former fallen soul masters or disciples of the Clear Sky Sect hiding here, lost their minds and went on a killing spree in all directions.

Blood and severed limbs flew everywhere.

The screams were endless.

After these people die, their blood will be rapidly drained and poured into Tang Yuehua's body.

Even titled Douluo couldn't control their emotions and completely lost their rationality.

This is Tang Yuehua's power.

As a large amount of blood flowed in, Tang Yuehua's aura continued to grow stronger, and her seventh spirit ring was rapidly evolving towards the goal of 100,000 years.

Not only that, but the emotions of these people also became nourishment for Tang Yuehua, constantly strengthening her mental power and the power of her domain.

"Yuehua, stop!"

When Tang Chen saw this, all she could do was angrily rebuke her.

Because he is no longer a match for Tang Yuehua.

If he hadn't once reached the pinnacle and possessed sufficiently strong mental power, he might not have been able to control his emotions in the current situation.

"Yes, that's it."

"That's the angry look on his face."

"It's this kind of angry, panting posture that every man in the entire Haotian Sect is used to having in an ugly way."

"That's wonderful!"

"I never imagined that one day I would see it on your face again."

Faced with Tang Chen's anger, Tang Yuehua not only did not back down, but her eyes were filled with anticipation.

She then stirred up Tang Chen's anger.

Let it linger between irrationality and a sliver of clarity.

Uncontrolled massacre of Haotian Sect disciples.

Screams echoed continuously, turning the entire Killing City into a living hell.

Tang Yuehua watched all of this with a smile.

She enjoyed it and was very happy.

Such things are truly captivating.

As more and more people died, Tang Yuehua's aura grew stronger and stronger.

Soon, her seventh spirit ring also reached the level of 100,000 years.

At the scene, only a mangled body remained, and Tang Chen was on the verge of death.

With a thought, Tang Yuehua stopped trying to control Tang Chen's emotions.

Let him regain his clarity of mind and observe all of this properly.

Looking at the Haotian Sect disciples who were personally tortured and killed by Tang Chen.

Watching her gradually become stronger.

"Tang Yuehua, Haotian Sect... exactly... exactly what did we do to wrong you?"

"Why is this so?"

Tang Chen used the last of his strength to question in a deep voice.

"For power!"

When she said those words, Tang Yuehua felt a sense of elevation.

She was no longer seeking revenge, nor was she trying to prove her former self.

Everything we've done, upon honest reflection, has only one answer: power.

In order to gain even greater power.

This is my true purpose.

"Power?"

Tang Chen didn't know what to say or do.

Crying and laughing, miserable and wretched.

He suddenly realized that he shouldn't have left the City of Slaughter.

Wouldn't it be better to let that evil guy take over your body?
Why did I come out? Why did I have to go through all this?

It's one thing to not see any hope.

When he left, he saw hope, but now everything has been shattered, and even the spark of hope is gone.

How could he accept such an ending?

But the present world is reality.

No matter what Tang Chen wanted to do at that moment, he had no strength left.

Tang Yuehua had already dealt him a fatal blow.

Subsequently, it seized the power within Tang Chen's body to further strengthen itself.

As Tang Yuehua finally regained control of her emotions, a god from the divine realm unexpectedly came to her attention.

"What a seedling!"

The deity who took notice of Tang Yuehua is none other than the current God of Emotions in the divine realm.

Because of the war in the God Realm, he also came to this vicinity and unexpectedly sensed the situation on the Douluo Continent through the central hub of the God Realm.

Then, the god of emotions looked elsewhere.

That was the corpse of Thor, and the former sea god.

"No, it's only been a few days, what happened?"

The god of emotions was somewhat bewildered.

He only hid from his wives for a few days before emerging, and the divine realm underwent a complete and earth-shattering change.

(End of this chapter)