Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Despite the pain emanating from its entire body, the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent did not retreat or change its target. From beginning to end, its target was Tang Shan, who stood in front of it and posed a great threat to it.

He took a sudden step forward, narrowly avoiding the gaping mouth of the snake. His foot slammed into the ground, transmitting power layer by layer. As his right arm contracted, the muscles bulged even more, and he suddenly delivered an uppercut.

Boom!

The sound barrier shattered instantly under Tangshan's sudden burst of power, and his right arm, in a blur, struck the jaw of the snake that had just swept over Tangshan's head.

Click!

His upper and lower teeth snapped shut with a sharp, muffled sound, his head snapped back, and his jaw deformed.

He raised his leg and swept it horizontally. Using one leg as an axis, he suddenly spun around, and air condensed on the instep, forming a tangible ball of air that quietly appeared as Tang Shan gathered his strength, before being blasted out with tremendous force.

boom!

The explosion landed on the other snake's head, leaving it dazed and confused. Originally pouncing towards Tangshan from the side, it was struck by this earth-shattering kick, and its head flew sideways to the side.

hum!

The fallen angel's wings flapped wildly, and Qian Renxue drew a horizontal "V" shape, sweeping across the sky above the two snake heads. A dark sword light descended from the sky, as if a judging angel was making a ruling.

Taking advantage of their confusion after being attacked by Tang Shan, Qian Renxue's sword light went directly towards their vulnerable pupils. The sword light was sharp and unstoppable, piercing through the opponent's subconsciously closed eyelids and going deeper, turning their brains into mush.

In just a few minutes, Tang Shan and Qian Renxue had joined forces and already severed three of the heads of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent. Their efficiency was remarkable.

The loss of three heads gave the Ten-Headed Fiery Serpent a fatal sense of crisis. Its remaining rationality was completely consumed by rage. After letting out a long hiss to the sky, the remaining six heads, like madmen, split into two groups and, while spewing flames, began to bite at Tang Shan and Qian Renxue in a chaotic manner.

Molten lava sprayed out, continuously submerging the narrow path. The scorching heat waves burned Hu Liena's skin, and large beads of sweat flowed incessantly like a burst dam.

Qianrenxue is alright, as she can fly and has plenty of room to maneuver. But Tangshan is not so pleasant; the narrow roads are only so wide, and trying to dodge is no different from dancing on the edge of a knife.

As for the Soul Saint's ability to fly, sorry, that's not called flying, that's called soaring. The Soul Saint's speed of hovering and teleporting is simply insignificant in front of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent.

Fortunately, Tang Shan's grasp of power transmission had reached an extraordinary level. Combined with the meticulous observation of his spiritual power in the Spirit Realm, he could perfectly predict the next move of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent.

Even if the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent is a so-called ancient exotic species, the amount of soul power or other energy it can store is limited. As long as it can weather the current explosive period and weaken, it will be time to counterattack.

The idea is good, but reality often changes beyond one's control.

The saying "a novice can beat a master" means that if your physical abilities are insufficient, you will be unable to withstand a physically strong opponent who fights without any strategy or method.

Insufficient physical fitness represents a gap in raw strength; fighting becomes unpredictable and disorganized, which to some extent compensates for the difference in technique.

Qian Renxue encountered this unfavorable situation. She did not have Tang Shan's precise control over power and the observational ability of spiritual energy in the Spirit Realm. Even though she had much more space to dodge than Tang Shan, she gradually fell into a disadvantageous position in the face of the endless fire pillar attacks and frantic biting. She was in a bit of a predicament.

call!

The scorching lava brushed past him, the terrifying heat burning a hole in his tight-fitting clothes, revealing his fair skin underneath.

Qian Renxue had no time to care about the exposed skin caused by her damaged clothes. While dodging the pillar of fire, she suddenly turned to the side, her two pairs of wings flapping and spinning. The black sword in her hand suddenly slashed down, colliding head-on with the snake head that was biting from the side.

Although the powerful corrosiveness of the evil soul force caused some damage to the opponent, the force carried by the snake head still knocked Qian Renxue off balance.

With flapping wings, she soared upwards while dodging the relentless bites. Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and endured, showing no intention of retreating.

Tang Shan frowned. With his keen observation skills, he sensed that Qian Renxue might not be able to withstand the next attack. He gave up on delaying the attack and suddenly leaped up. He dodged a snake head that was biting at him, and it became the foothold for his next outburst.

His feet stomped on the snake's head, like a spring up from dry land, propelling him from Tangshan towards the towering snow-capped peaks. His arms and legs transformed into deadly weapons—palms like knives, fists like hammers, and legs like battle axes. Between his fists and feet, the power within his body surged like a vast ocean, accompanied by boundless might, with airbursts and sonic booms rising and falling in succession.

Bang bang bang!

After repelling the attack of three snake heads, he used the momentum to fly to Qian Renxue's side. Before she could react, he grabbed her waist, spun around in mid-air, and then threw her out.

"Tangshan!" Qian Renxue was stunned and flew backward. As soon as she regained her footing, her pupils suddenly contracted.

A snake head, hidden in the shadows, had been gathering power for a long time. A thick column of lava spewed out with tremendous force, engulfing the place where she had been standing in the blink of an eye. Even though Tang Shan tried his best to twist his body, the scorching lava completely swallowed his upper body.

"Teacher!" It all happened so fast that Zhu Zhuyun, who was watching from a distance, didn't even have time to react before she saw her beloved teacher being engulfed in flames.

The high temperature of magma is terrifying. Not to mention herself, even Qian Renxue, who possesses the ultimate fire, would have a hard time staying safe. So how could her teacher possibly survive being hit head-on?

Tears instantly welled up in his eyes, and the evil energy within him was brutally suppressed by a sudden burst of terrifying killing intent.

Zhu Zhuyun, who was about to charge forward to take revenge, was stopped in her tracks by Hu Liena's exclamation: "Tangshan seems to be alright!"

……

"Die!" The soaring sword intent, accompanied by a declaration devoid of any emotion, echoed in all directions.

The holiness representing angels and the evil representing Rakshasa were brutally unified under Qian Renxue's near-mad will, and a strange energy was quietly born from it.

The fall from holiness to evil is a form of depravity, but conversely, the fall from evil to holiness is also a form of depravity.

Between light and darkness, between the sacred and the evil, lies depravity. It does not represent right or wrong, but only the ultimate change and betrayal.

The deep purple soul power completely enveloped the longsword in her hand. The two pairs of wings on Qian Renxue's back turned pure white on the right and jet black on the left. Her pupils were completely devoured by the deep purple of the power of corruption. Perhaps this was the true fallen angel.

A sword was swung out lightly, without any trace of fire or smoke. There was no burst of sword light, nor any dark and deep space torn apart. There was only a deep purple that spread in silence.

Wherever the deep purple light passed, everything froze. The ten-headed Fiery Sun Serpent, which was preparing to launch another attack, froze completely, and even the surging heat around it stopped changing.

"All the glamour has faded." Cold and indifferent, it's like a heartbroken person bidding farewell to the world. Nothing in the world can hold her back any longer.

The purple light shattered in the next instant, leaving no trace of life. The remaining rays of light drifted away with the wind, and the ten-headed blazing sun serpent that had been frozen in place vanished instantly.

The deep purple afterglow flowed into Qian Renxue's body, replenishing her soul power and causing it to rise rapidly. In just a few breaths, she reached the level of a quasi-titled level 90.

The longsword in her hand vanished with the wind, and the surging, pure soul power within her body failed to bring Qian Renxue any excitement. She turned her head to look in the direction where Tang Shan had fallen, where a familiar figure had just broken free from the lava.

Lost in thought for a brief moment, Qian Renxue transformed into a deep purple stream of light and instantly arrived in front of Tang Shan. Her near-title-level soul power, accompanied by the corrupted nature, instantly imprisoned Tang Shan. She wrapped her arms around his neck and offered her lips to him.

Tangshan?! Someone launched a sneak attack; they have no sportsmanship.

After sensing that Qian Renxue was about to be ambushed, Tang Shan abandoned the idea of ​​continuing to wear her down. With a few quick movements, he punched and kicked, knocking the head of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent away. Seeing the attack coming, he sensed the danger and avoided it. Without any warning, he simply threw Qian Renxue away, intending to personally experience what it felt like to soak in lava. However, for the safety of his underwear, he only allowed the lava to cover his upper body.

As he expected, with his superhuman physique, the lava did not cause him any harm; at most, it was like some warm water being splashed on him.

As expected, his upper clothes turned to ashes. Tang Shan, who had just escaped from the lava, was about to take out a piece of clothing to put on and check on the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent to figure out how to deal with it next when he found that the serpent had disappeared!

Before he could even react to what was happening, the angel lady, just like the Pope of the Spirit Hall, launched a sneak attack. Her immense soul power even briefly imprisoned him for a moment, and even though he resisted immediately, he couldn't break free. It was simply unethical.

Holding the other woman's waist, Tang Shan subconsciously wanted to push the angel lady away, but found that she actually let go on her own.

Looking down, the girl was already unconscious, with two lines of crystal tears on her beautiful face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she were afraid even in her unconscious state.

Tang Shan's chaotic thoughts were slowly sorted out. He seemed to realize something and his eyes were somewhat complicated. He gently embraced the girl and slowly floated down from the sky.

"Zhu Yun, what happened just now? Where is the Ten-Headed Lieyang Serpent?" Tang Shan asked as he flew to Zhu Zhu Yun's side, noticing his disciple's somewhat red eyes.

Zhu Zhuyun rubbed her eyes, concealing the moisture, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her lips: "It's nothing, Your Highness just wanted to avenge someone and break through to a higher level."

Tang Shan was filled with mixed emotions, his heart rippled with turmoil. After leaving the City of Slaughter, he needed to carefully consider how to face Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuyun in the future.

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Spirit world

"This is outrageous! Is dying in Tangshan really that effective?" The gods of the Asura Blood Palace were dumbfounded.

Chapter 512 Tempering the Spirit with Killing Intent

Tangshan's grasp of the conceptual prototype naturally attracted the attention of the God of Destruction. In addition, Zhu Zhuyun, who had undergone the test of the God of Lust, and Qian Renxue, who had undergone the tests of both the God of Angels and the God of Rakshasa, caused their journey through the Hell Road to receive great attention from the divine realm.

The two deities, Angel and Rakshasa, were stunned. They couldn't understand Qian Renxue's act of fusing the sacred and the evil in a fit of anger. If the extreme contradictions and opposing energies and attributes were so easy to fuse, they would have already advanced to a higher level instead of being trapped at the peak of the first-level deity.

Although without grasping the concept, one can never be a God-King, the sublimated energy is enough to push their energy level to that of a half-step God-King.

Although it has little power to resist a god-king, it can crush ordinary first-level gods.

The angels and Rakshasa were inconceivable, but the God of Destruction was truly gratified. His decision to have the angels and Rakshasa pass on their divine positions to Qian Renxue was purely impulsive, a result of his excitement after seeing Tang Shan grasp the concept. After calming down, he felt that the possibility of the other party fusing two divine positions was extremely small, but he never expected that the other party would actually take such a solid first step.

The God of Asura didn't think as much as the God of Destruction. Looking at the unconscious Qian Renxue, he couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this kid named Tang Shan a bit too much of a ladies' man? He was only attacked head-on, and the injuries haven't even shown yet, but that girl is already furious as if he's dead. What do you think, if something really happens to Tang Shan, will that girl suddenly become enraged and master the concept?"

A brief silence fell over the Asura Blood Palace. The Asura God was somewhat surprised by the lack of the expected agreement. He subconsciously turned around and found the God of Destruction looking at him with great interest.

Staring at that terrifying gaze, the Asura God felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously took a step back. "Destruction, what are you going to do?"

The God of Destruction stroked his chin thoughtfully. "What you said seems to make some sense." In the end, he shook his head helplessly. "Forget it, let's secure it first. We can't let a potential God-King go to waste like this."

The Asura God secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought the God of Destruction was planning to do something to him again. As an employee who was about to leave the company, he didn't want to take on any more heavy responsibilities before leaving.

The Asura God's expression, which had been filled with relief, froze completely the next moment. The God of Destruction patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Asura, look how sharp your eye is. You've found two good prospects for the God Realm in such a short time. Work harder these days and find me another hundred or so of these kinds of prospects. If you want to leave then, I will not stop you."

grass, a plant.

The God of Asura swore he had never seen such a shameless god. Had the God of Destruction reached a point of near-perfect absurdity? Otherwise, how could he make such a cold-blooded demand? A hundred or so? He couldn't even find a single one right now; this request was simply…

Leaving aside the negotiations between the two god-kings of the Asura Blood Palace and the silent observation of the angel Rakshasa, in another direction, a certain deity made up his mind.

In the Sea God's Palace, Poseidon, the Sea God, watched the future Sea God wielding power in the hellish slaughter arena, and couldn't be more satisfied. "The shamelessness of this method has some of my own flair from back then." After a moment of contemplation, he no longer hesitated and, through the tactile lapses left behind by a transmigrator during their transmigration, bestowed upon him his own legacy.

The Sea God swung his Clear Sky Hammer, smashing the head of his last opponent to pieces. Bathed in blood, his tall figure exuded a chilling killing intent.

The King of Slaughter on the high platform looked at the blue-haired youth in the arena, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. He had already sent four people to challenge the Road to Hell; if he were to send the Thousand-Handed Asura before him as well, then perhaps five more Gods of Slaughter would be born in the future.

Perhaps they could shift the blame to those four people who might be from a powerful force; after all, there's no way to prove it once they're dead. Having made up his mind, a cold glint flashed in the King of Slaughter's eyes. He quietly raised his hand, his soul power surging within him, ready to strike.

hum!

A deep blue light swirled around his forehead, finally coalescing into a miniature phantom of a trident. The Sea God's throne had found its perfect successor, and at this moment, the entire ocean resounded with the call of his name.

A gentle, azure energy is released from the trident mark, flowing throughout the body, nourishing every cell, and cleansing away all ailments.

The King of Slaughter, poised to strike, gradually stiffened. Looking at the suddenly materializing trident mark, a profound sorrow welled up within him—was this some kind of joke? The divine legacy descended before I could even finish off the Thousand-Handed Asura; was there any justice left?

……

"Teacher, what should we do next?" Zhu Zhuyun looked enviously at Qian Renxue, who had fallen into a coma, and asked with a hint of helplessness after glancing around at the surroundings.

After circulating his soul power through Qian Renxue's meridians for a moment and confirming that she was generally unharmed, Tang Shan replied, "Let's continue forward. Her Highness is just a little exhausted and should wake up in a while."

Zhu Zhuyun nodded slightly, glancing at Hu Liena behind her, who was quite affected by the anger. "Teacher, let's speed things up."

Tang Shan also noticed Hu Liena's worsening condition. Without further hesitation, he carried Qian Renxue on his back, let the girl hug his neck, and they resumed their journey.

The temperature continued to rise, and the scenery in front of him became increasingly distorted. The scene ten meters away was completely unreal to Tangshan. The scorching air entered his body, bringing a slight heat.

Fortunately, his physical condition was strong enough that the heat did not cause him any harm, only some discomfort. Zhu Zhuyun only frowned slightly, and her overall condition was quite good.

Hu Liena's condition was much worse. Control-type Soul Masters are inherently weak, not to mention that she mainly controls herself with mental power. Her anger was already difficult to quell, and now that it was flowing into her seven orifices, it was burning her mind even more intensely.

As Tangshan and his group advanced, the lava lake beneath their feet drew ever closer to the narrow path. Huge lava bubbles burst, and scattered lava points occasionally approached the narrow path.

Fortunately, no other creatures came out to block our way; the extremely harsh environment is now the best barrier to stop us.

"Hungry, Tangshan..." A muffled voice, carrying warm breath, brushed against her ear. The arms wrapped around her neck tightened, and she gradually regained consciousness.

"Your Highness, you're awake." Tang Shan stopped and turned to look at Qian Renxue, a gentle smile on his lips.