Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

Tang San was in pain; his consciousness churned and howled within this body.

In particular, Chen Feng's martial arts master-level control meant that almost every strike was a critical hit. He also occasionally rubbed and pressed some acupoints, sending a tingling and numb sensation straight to Tang Tian's head.

Although Huo Yuhao's technique was crude, he possessed strong mental strength and a high learning ability. He learned some of Chen Feng's essence in just a few moves and even innovatively applied his mental strength.

This directly resulted in Tang San's consciousness being severed by Huo Yuhao. Although Huo Yuhao's mental strength was too weak, he only managed to grind off a few wisps of dust.

However, the excruciating pain caused by the splitting of the soul was real; it felt as if a roof beam had been shoved into his mind, churning it wildly.

Tang San was almost rolling his eyes; the brutal execution was only halfway through.

However, the surrounding space had begun to fluctuate, and the power of Yin and Yang was slowly weakening, which also weakened its control over Tang San.

Seizing the moment when his power was waning, Tang San unleashed his strength, broke free from his restraints, and his blue-gold pupils were now covered in blood.

The surrounding scenery was instantly torn apart, memories were interrupted, and it turned into a void of nothingness.

Staring intently at his surroundings, Tang San, his magnificent blue-gold robe shimmering with light, roared in fury.

"Damn it! Yin Yang God! I know it was you who did this! Come out here!!"

Before long, Chen Feng's figure appeared leisurely in the void, calmly holding an ordinary porcelain bowl and slowly drinking tea.

"Oh, isn't this Lord Sea God!"

The phantom of Tang San's golden trident appeared in his hand, pointing directly at Chen Feng's face, and he questioned him angrily.

"Two Elements God, stop playing dumb! What do you mean by this?!"

Chen Feng's expression also turned cold, his sharp eyebrows twitched slightly, and the teacup in his hand disappeared, replaced by a black spear.

"You ask me what I mean? What do you mean by interfering with my choice of successor? And you even want to implant a divine soul imprint on my successor!"

Despite being questioned in this way, Tang San remained unfazed.

"I'm doing this to unify the forces, for the better development of the Douluo Continent, to gather the power of the gods, and to achieve common prosperity for the continent!"

"Bullshit!"

With a flick of his spear, Chen Feng's figure became ethereal as he charged straight at Tang San, drawing a graceful arc in the air, as flawless as a gazelle leaping from its perch.

Tang San hurriedly raised his trident to block.

Bang!

The heavy metallic clang of the impact was deafening, making one's teeth ache. Tang San was actually sent flying dozens of meters away.

"Something's wrong! Why can't I activate my divine power?!"

Tang San's expression changed drastically. Without the power of two divine positions, he was utterly powerless against Chen Feng, a martial arts master.

Even more terrifying is that, not only was the Sea God's power, which was also at the first-level godhood, sealed, but when Tang San switched to the Asura God's godhood, which was at the god-king level, he still received no feedback whatsoever.

This instilled a fear of death in Tang San's heart.

Although it is only a consciousness clone, the main body is currently fighting for power with destruction and cannot spare any more power to intervene in the lower realm.

If I die here, the plan to take over Douluo Continent will have to be postponed.

Seeing the terrified look in Tang San's eyes, Chen Feng chuckled coldly and charged forward again, spear in hand.

"If I weren't limited by my first-level godhood, do you think I'd even give you the time of day? You let me exploit a loophole to restrict me, and you still dare to try and implant a soul imprint? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Tang San hurriedly resisted the relentless onslaught, but kept exposing his weaknesses, and was slapped hard in the mouth by the gun barrel.

Instantly, Tang San's lips swelled up like sausages, thick and red, but he still laughed incoherently.

"I understand! You just used something to shield yourself from the outside world, so neither of us can draw upon divine power! Without divine power, you can't kill me!"

With his life no longer in danger, Tang San felt relieved.

Chen Feng never intended to kill Tang San this time. After the inheritance ended, he didn't have enough power left. He was just angry and wanted to teach Tang San a lesson.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Feng twisted around, grabbed the spear, and swung it around, the whistling wind slapping Tang San's laughing face once again.

Thirteen shots per second, each one aimed straight at the face.

When Tang San broke free from Chen Feng's relentless attacks, his face had turned into a pig's head, and even mobilizing his soul power couldn't erase the swelling.

Clutching his throbbing cheek, Tang San roared angrily.

"Damn it! Aren't you afraid I'll find you after we get out?!"

I thought that after hearing his words, Chen Feng would consider reality and back down.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng sneered and twisted his neck.

"If you've got the guts, then leave the Douluo God Realm. If you dare come to the Heavenly Martial God Realm, I'll beat you to a pulp in real life, and your life won't be in danger!"

Before he finished speaking, the spear came entangled again, ignoring Tang San's defense and repeatedly slapping Tang San's face, and only slapping his face.

Tang San's face was noticeably swollen, and apart from his blue-gold eyes, he was completely unrecognizable as Tang San.

Chen Feng regretfully planted the spear into the ground, shook his slightly sore wrist, and sighed with regret.

"It's almost time!"

Tang San got up from the ground, his mouth agape as if he had a mouthful of phlegm.

"Heh... What good is it for Ni Jiu to hit me? You can't kill me! Go out there and you'll be Sarah Ni's successor!"

Chen Feng raised his hand and shook it, then frowned and asked in confusion.

"I can tell that child is the chosen one of this continent's destiny, and he even holds the position of the Yin-Yang God. Aren't you afraid of the backlash from this destiny if you kill him?"

A burst of energy exploded out, and Tang San coughed up a mouthful of foul blood. His words became clearer, and he sneered.

"Heh, what harm is there in telling you? My daughter and my sect, the Haotian Sect, are here. As long as I control her to go to the Haotian Sect and obtain the power I left there, killing him would only result in the loss of a daughter!"

Despite uttering such cold and inhumane words, Tang San looked smug, seemingly very proud of his plan.

Feeling utterly disgusted, Chen Feng moved closer and struck Tang San with a palm strike, knocking him to the ground.

Tang San laughed triumphantly.

"Go ahead and fight! Once I get out, I'll repay you a hundredfold to your successor!"

Tang San waited with his eyes wide open for Chen Feng's furious counterattack, ready to enjoy the expression on Chen Feng's face when he lost his composure.

But then I saw a strange expression, a half-smile.

"you……"

Chen Feng smiled, the Yin-Yang Qi circulated in his hand, but blood trickled down his face little by little, and his face continued to dissolve.

"What harm would it do to tell me if someone says so?"

Tang San looked up in horror, his face filled with disbelief.

"Are you insane? Forcibly mobilizing divine power! Doing so will also cause your physical body to suffer a burning injury!"

Chen Feng looked completely indifferent.

"That old bastard just threw me out and left me to my own devices. It's good to teach him a lesson so he'll remember it."

What a madman!

Tang San was truly terrified and struggled frantically, trying to escape.

But how could Chen Feng let his car go? His large hand, imbued with the power of Yin and Yang, covered it up.

Tang San could only watch helplessly as the power of Yin and Yang surged into his body. Fortunately for Tang San, Chen Feng's power was not fatal.

Only as his memories were gradually erased did Tang San realize what he was doing, but unfortunately he could only watch helplessly and could do nothing about it.