Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 368 Tang San: Destruction, you really didn't die completely, you were even reborn in my Douluo Continent with your memories!

The appearance of the illusory image of the Sea God Tang San brought an immense sense of oppression, but Feng Zaixing's light voice suddenly broke through its powerful deterrent.

"What did you just say?" The sea god's consciousness, which was attached to the sea god statue and used to confirm the location of the main body, was stunned for a moment when it heard Feng Zaixing's words.

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"I'm telling you to be honest and stop pretending. If you have any skills, then lay them out. If not, then get out of the way and stop blocking my way."

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Feng Zaixing stared blankly at Tang San's consciousness, his indifferent expression seeming to say, "You little bastard who cut in line, don't meddle in other people's business. Go cool off somewhere else."

This is absolutely outrageous!

Although Tang San's divine consciousness and body were illusory, his eyes suddenly turned cold and piercing in that instant. He sneered and said, "Disrespecting senior experts is extremely arrogant and rude. If this were Qiankun Wenqing Valley, I would definitely show you what it means to respect seniors."

Upon hearing the words "Qiankun Wenqing Valley," Feng Zaixing's usually calm eyes suddenly flashed with several fierce, cold glints. He said, "If you were truly here, you would barely have the right to say that. But you are currently just a divine consciousness avatar. It is you who cannot recognize reality."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Zaixing shot away like a meteor, and five-colored flames suddenly burst out from his body, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder.

Tang San sneered, a phantom image of the Sea God's Trident appearing between his brows. He glanced at Li Jing and said, "I'll borrow your body for now."

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Regent quickly replied with delight, "It is truly an honor for me to be able to contribute to Lord Sea God."

The next instant, Tang San's figure rapidly expanded in her eyes.

With Regent's active cooperation, Tang San's divine sense effortlessly took control of a physical body. With a clench of his hand, a golden trident imprint shot out from his grasp, majestic and awe-inspiring, like a god descending to earth.

He glanced sideways at Feng Zaixing, who was rushing towards him like a moth to a flame, and laughed heartily, "You impolite little brat, you seem to have some talent, but don't you know that there's a world of difference between the lower-level and the divine level? No matter how high your talent is, you can never cross that gap?"

Feng Zaixing remained silent, but instantly appeared in front of him, his left hand forming the Overturning Sea God Fist seal, and his right hand striking out the Five Elements God-Slaying Palm.

With fists and palms striking simultaneously, Feng Zaixing's arms displayed five different kinds of brilliance in succession, his fist power changing endlessly and his palm imprints displaying a multitude of artistic conceptions.

"With a pure and virtuous heart, worldly ties dissipate."

Tang San unleashed his divine sense, inwardly mocking this human for being so arrogant and ignorant.

However, just as the trident mark clashed with the opponent's palm wind, Tang San suddenly realized something was wrong—the opponent's source of power was not soul power, but divine power, and at a terrifyingly high level!

"Boom!"

The white flame was the brightest of the five-colored flames, and Tang San's consciousness was momentarily captivated by it. Scenes flashed through his mind of his most triumphant moments, such as defeating the evil Spirit Hall and ascending to the dual godhood to rule the God Realm.

"Bang!" In just that moment of hesitation, the trident mark was shaken aside, and Regent's body was thrown out and crashed into the sea.

The Overturning Sea Divine Fist struck the sea surface from afar, startling a burst of bright red blood!

"Wasn't the God-King going to teach me a lesson? How come he couldn't even withstand a single move from a mere junior like me?"

Feng Zaixing advanced forward, using his left hand to lift Lijing's body. He spun around on his left foot, and when he looked back, his demonic aura was overwhelming, like a peerless demon lord.

Lijing's right arm had cracked and exploded in the previous collision, and the trident mark fell into her left hand. However, Feng Zaixing obviously wouldn't give Tang San a chance to adjust his state of mind, and the second palm strike was already launched.

"The second palm strike, with its whispered evil intent, awakens the inner demons."

The sound of countless demonic sounds rang in Tang San's ears. The intense pain caused Li Jing's beautiful face to contort in pain, and her beautiful body lines were covered in blood. She was thrown faster and farther. However, this time, Feng Zaixing, who was familiar with the other party's condition, showed a slight change in expression, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This guy actually believes that everything he does is right, so he doesn't have any inner demons?"

His second strike is specifically designed to stir up negative emotions, triggering the most unbearable past experiences in the victim's heart, usually their inner demons.

The instant Feng Zaixing saw Tang San's memories flash by, he felt that this man had done far too many despicable things, such as tearing his daughter apart...

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However, at this moment, none of this could become a mental demon for Tang San. In a sense, it could be said that his state of mind was perfect and he was not internally conflicted at all.

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are for the sake of justice! Youngster, how dare you offend me, the embodiment of absolute justice? You are already courting death."

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Beneath the ocean, Tang San's consciousness emerged during Feng Zaixing's momentary hesitation. Despite wearing Li Jing's face, Feng Zaixing could almost see a hysterical madman who genuinely believed himself to be the embodiment of justice.

Not allowing this emotion to continue affecting the rhythm of the battle, Feng Zaixing's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand and unleashed his third palm strike. A mountain of crimson sword energy surged beneath his feet, resembling a crimson sword dragon. Tang San's expression changed drastically: "Asura Sword Energy? Where did you steal that from?"

"Don't worry, I didn't learn from you, I wouldn't even look down on that."

Feng Zaixing arrived riding a blood-red sword dragon, his face now displaying a cold and capable demeanor. He unleashed the third palm strike of the Five Elements God-Slaying Palm, a technique infused with the divine essence of the Asura God.

"Sinful intentions breed calamity; the Asura's judgment shall follow!"

The palm strike was like a sword's edge, and its speed was so fast that Tang San had no way to dodge it and could only barely raise his trident to block.

The moment they made contact, Tang San experienced a hallucination, as if he had returned to his previous life when he was twenty-nine years old and had been discovered by the Tang Clan elders to have been secretly learning secret manuals for twenty years. He was forced to jump off a cliff, and an unprecedented sense of guilt welled up from the depths of his heart, seemingly undeniable.

"No! I haven't betrayed the Tang Sect. I am now the Sect Master!"

Tang San shouted in his mind, breaking through the illusion and forcibly regaining his senses.

Then Feng Zaixing slapped him in the chest, his body contorting like a shrimp, and he was thrown away once again.

This time, Feng Zaixing conjured a purple crystal Behemoth Claw in his left hand and forcefully crushed the trident mark with his supreme physical strength.

"Ahhh~!" Tang San screamed in agony, clutching his head. Feng Zaixing's third palm strike went straight for Li Jing's sea of ​​consciousness. Thousands of Asura sword beams almost shattered Li Jing's sea of ​​consciousness, and the pain was simultaneously transmitted to Tang San's body.

Tang San's divine consciousness was originally a mental clone, so this pain was far greater than the previous two times.

"You like to make a big show of things, so I'll give you a good look. I'll bring on the last two slaps together."

Chasing after the flying Tang San, Feng Zaixing pushed forward with both hands like two large doors. The flames of life and destruction formed a strange balance in his body. The soul core attribute in his lower dantian had already been transformed into five kinds of divine power coexisting, seemingly evolving into a brand new power.

"Life is a cycle of rebirth, filled with the pain of separation from loved ones; death is the final act, leaving only despair."

The eight sufferings of life—birth, old age, sickness, and death—and the scene of countless efforts being meaningless simultaneously appeared in Tang San's eyes. The water of life and the lightning of destruction merged perfectly, invading his physical body and consciousness.

As he lay dying, Tang San's consciousness was unexpectedly calm, as if he had suddenly realized something. He said, "So that's how it is. You really didn't die completely, and you were reborn in my Douluo Continent with your memories!"

Feng Zaixing's face trembled violently. "Tang San, don't you want to see what you're saying? I am Destruction?"

Seeing Feng Zaixing lose his composure for the first time, Tang San's divine sense became even more certain of his guess. His face pale, he sneered, "As expected, I was right. In the God Realm, only an old bastard like you could cultivate the power of five God Kings simultaneously after your reincarnation. Only you would try to deal with me, and you even managed to see through my deception that I brought the Abyss Plane to the Douluo Plane. No other god could do that, nor do they have the brains. You really are still unconvinced about what happened back then!"

"In the realm of gods, only you are qualified to be my opponent."

"You've trained well in your second life, but unfortunately, you'll never reclaim your God-King title."

Feng Zaixing raised an eyebrow, his expression cold, and said, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Don't admit it? It's alright. This divine sense of mine was just something I casually put down while I was busy searching for my son. Everything I see will be transmitted back to my divine self in the divine realm exactly as it was."

As Tang San's consciousness faded, he smiled broadly: "Of course, rest assured, I will never let anyone know that you were once the God King of Destruction. You are a senior, and I will give you the utmost respect, ensuring you die a clean death!"

Feng Zaixing smiled and said, "Really? But when will you be back? I'm looking forward to it too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd flashed in his hand, piercing through Tang San's divine sense. He did not bother to argue that he was not the reincarnation of the God of Destruction.

So what if he's misunderstood? It doesn't matter. Tang Shenwang's extraordinary wisdom is beyond his comprehension; he only believes what he deduces.

"I will definitely carry this memory with me and let the Venerable One know it—" Tang San's divine consciousness vanished into thin air, leaving the already withered body of Princess Lijing.

Feng Zaixing glanced down at Lijing, his brows furrowing slightly. Her life force had already been extracted by Tang San's divine sense to serve as his protective energy; she was dead without him having to lift a finger.

"But it's not bad that we were able to get a head soul bone."

After extracting a piece of soul bone from Lijing's brain that blended seamlessly with the sea and sky, Feng Zaixing's expression softened slightly; it was, after all, a decent possession.

Yu Guanzhi flew over mysteriously, his eyes burning with gossip: "Hey bro, spill the beans! Are you really the reincarnation of a god-king?"

Feng Zaixing looked speechless: "What do you think?"

Yu Guanzhi said with a serious expression, "It seems very possible. Tang San is a God King, and you are stronger than he was when he was young. Only the reincarnation of a God King can explain this."

"You—never mind, let's go back."

Shaking his head, Feng Zaixing simply found it absurd.

Tang San should be able to see that he could not possibly be the God of Destruction. He probably thinks this way because he can't accept that he would lose to an ordinary human, so he pretends to be the reincarnation of the God of Destruction in order to convince himself.

"This state of mind is far too abnormal. Is it perfection or imperfection?"

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A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Tang San's mouth, and his eyes snapped open, radiating an unprecedentedly resolute killing intent.

"Destruction, originally after your fall, I only thought that the debt was settled and I would just assign you and the position of God of Life to my people. I would not bother your reincarnation again. I never expected that you would be reincarnated in my territory by such a coincidence and ruin my ten-thousand-year plan."

"So be it, so be it. Heaven decrees that I must kill you. It would be unfortunate if I didn't. You have already chosen your death, and I will not allow you any further chance of survival!"

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