Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

Chapter 143 Tang San is on the verge of death, the God of Asura intervenes.

Tang San closed his eyes in despair, awaiting death.

Meanwhile, inside the cage in the central square of Wuhun City.

Tang Hao was tightly chained, his body covered in wounds, and he was barely breathing.

He raised his cloudy eyes and looked towards the direction of the arena, his heart filled with guilt and resentment.

He knew that Bibi Dong would never let the mistress go, but now that he was a prisoner, he was powerless to help her.

"Xiao San, it's your father who's sorry..." Tang Hao murmured to himself, tears streaming down his face.

Just then, a golden figure suddenly appeared outside the cage. It was none other than the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was tall and imposing, radiating terrifying soul power. He stared coldly at Tang Hao, his eyes filled with killing intent.

He had watched Qian Xunji grow up, and he had long harbored deep hatred for Tang Hao's act of killing Qian Xunji.

"Tang Hao, your death is near!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice boomed like a bell, making the cage vibrate.

Bibi Dong had already told Qian Daoliu that Tang San might be protected by a god. Qian Daoliu was well aware of the threat Tang San posed, so he reached an agreement with Bibi Dong.

While Bibi Dong was about to kill Tang San, she also ordered Golden Crocodile Douluo to execute Tang Hao at the same time, in order to prevent the gods from intervening.

Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu was also secretly monitoring the situation on the field, and would take immediate action if he noticed anything unusual.

Without the slightest hesitation, Golden Crocodile Douluo unleashed his soul power, which surged wildly within him. His golden fist coalesced with terrifying power, carrying the force of world-destroying destruction.

With overwhelming force, it hurtled towards Tang Hao.

"Pfft, there was no suspense. Tang Hao was already seriously injured and had no way to withstand the full force of Golden Crocodile Douluo's attack."

His body was as fragile as paper, blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the golden fist, leaving not a trace.

Inside the cage, only the drifting blood mist and the cold iron chains remained, telling the story of the tragedy that had just occurred.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Tang Hao, who had turned into a blood mist, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Meanwhile, on the field, Bibi Dong's Eternal Creation was less than an inch away from Tang San.

At this critical moment, a powerful golden divine force suddenly erupted from Tang San's body, instantly blocking the attack of the Eternal Wound.

"How dare you!"

A majestic voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, like an ancient divine decree, causing the entire arena to tremble violently.

A terrifying divine power swept across the entire area. Bibi Dong's Eternal Wound was like fragile glass in the face of this divine power, shattering inch by inch in an instant.

Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically, and she took several steps back, her eyes filled with terror.

The Rakshasa god within her body sensed this divine power and trembled with fear, not daring to reveal even a trace of its aura.

"It's a deity!"

"A deity has appeared!"

The representatives of various forces in the audience changed their expressions drastically, and they all stood up, their eyes filled with disbelief and awe.

They were all shrewd and immediately guessed that this terrifying divine power must have come from a deity in the divine realm.

Within the golden light, a blurry figure slowly coalesced; it was none other than the avatar of the Asura God.

His true form resides in the God Realm, where he is restricted by the rules and cannot directly descend to Douluo Continent. He can only use the Asura God Power previously stored within Tang San's body to condense a clone to come to his rescue.

Even so, he was still a step too late.

Bibi Dong's Eternal Creation had already struck Tang San. Although the Asura God's divine power blocked most of the attack, half of Tang San's body was still blasted into a bloody mist by the terrifying power of the Eternal Creation, leaving only his upper body and one arm. The scene was horrific.

"Tang San!" The voice of the God of Asura was filled with anxiety. He waved his hand and released a golden divine power into Tang San's body, saving his life.

Tang San's consciousness was fading; he could feel his body slowly dissipating. The intense pain was unbearable. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at the blurry golden figure before him, and weakly said, "God... God... save... save my father..."

Asura God's divine sense swept across the entire Spirit City, and when he sensed the situation in the central square, his expression instantly turned solemn.

He could clearly sense that Tang Hao's aura had completely disappeared, indicating that he had obviously met with misfortune.

"Please accept my condolences, Tang San." The voice of the God of Asura carried a hint of helplessness. "Your father has... been murdered."

"What?" Tang San was struck as if by a thunderbolt. His remaining body trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with despair and pain.

"No...it's impossible! Father...Father!"

His roar was filled with endless sorrow, moving all who heard it.

The Asura God sighed; he knew now was not the time for sorrow.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu were still watching him closely, and his clone couldn't stay in Douluo Continent for too long.

"Tang San, this place is not safe to stay any longer. I'll take you away!" said the God of Asura, his golden divine power enveloping Tang San's remaining body as he prepared to take him away from the arena.

Bibi Dong's expression shifted between light and shadow. She looked at the Asura God's avatar with apprehension in her eyes. She knew she was no match for a god and could only watch helplessly as the Asura God took Tang San away.

Qian Daoliu's figure appeared at the edge of the arena. He looked at the clone of the God of Asura with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He did not make a move; the power of the gods was far beyond human capabilities, and forcing a move would only backfire.

The Asura God's clone, carrying Tang San, transformed into a golden streak of light, broke through Bibi Dong's soul power barrier, disappeared into the horizon, and flew towards the City of Slaughter.

He needed to help Tang San grow up in the City of Slaughter as soon as possible and inherit his divine position. Only then would Tang San's value to him be realized.

It can be maximized.

As the Asura God departed, the divine pressure in the arena gradually dissipated.

The representatives of the various factions looked at each other, their faces showing expressions of utter disbelief.

Today's events were too shocking. Not only did we witness the descent of a god, but we also witnessed the tragic scene of the Spirit Hall executing Tang Hao and chasing down Tang San.

Each with their own thoughts, they rose and walked towards the exit of the arena. Ning Fengzhi looked in the direction where the Asura God had left, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Yu Luomian of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, on the other hand, looked relieved. Fortunately, he hadn't intervened to help Tang San, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Representatives from other sects also quickened their pace, eager to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Ye Xuan remained standing in the same spot the entire time, calmly watching everything unfold.

He was completely unmoved by Tang Hao's death; he was also unsurprised that Tang San was rescued.

In his eyes, Tang San was nothing but a clown who, even with divine protection, could not cause any trouble.

Just then, two figures suddenly emerged from the crowd and walked straight toward Ye Xuan.

It was Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

Zhu Zhuqing, dressed in a black outfit, looked at Ye Xuan with a determined gaze.

"Your Holiness, I told you long ago that I would follow you."

Ning Rongrong followed behind Zhu Zhuqing with a sly smile on her face.

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