Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

"There are some differences?" Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow.

"Father, look carefully."

Qian San didn't offer any further explanation. He suddenly bent over, and eight thin, long cracks instantly appeared in the blue silver spider armor on his back.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by a series of ear-piercing metallic scraping sounds, eight spider spears, each three meters long, shot out directly from his back, stretching out wildly in mid-air like eight sharp spears.

However, what happened next made Qian Xunji's eyes twitch slightly.

"Liquid metal, shape it!"

Qian San let out a low shout.

A large amount of liquid metal immediately gushed out, clinging to the eight cold spider spears as if it had come to life, following the seams on his back.

Under the influence of the abnormal plasticity of liquid metal, the eight originally rigid spider spears began to twist and deform at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The originally sharp spider spear tips began to soften and fork, eventually condensing into five long and flexible metal fingers; and in the middle of the straight spider legs, movable joints similar to human elbows also grew.

In just a few breaths, those eight hideous spider legs, under the complete transformation of the liquid metal, were actually transformed into eight metal arms covered in armor!

At this moment, Senzo stood quietly in the center of the open space.

In addition to his original two arms, eight thick metal arms on his back flexibly extend, clench, and flip in mid-air.

Combined with his spider armor, he looked like a ten-armed Asura!

"Father, this is another surprise I've discovered."

The eight metal hands behind Qian San simultaneously performed several complex Tang Clan hidden weapon techniques, their movements without the slightest hesitation or stiffness.

"My Eight Spider Lances, for some reason, can also be completely controlled and altered by liquid metal." Qian San's voice was filled with intense excitement.

"Although its original properties remain, these eight spider spears have now transformed into arms that can be precisely controlled. I can now... fight with all ten hands!"

Ten hands!

What does this mean?

For someone who has mastered Tang Clan hidden weapon techniques, Crane Control and Dragon Capture, and Xuan Yu Hand, which all rely on using both hands, this change is undoubtedly a super evolution.

In close combat, when the enemy blocks his two fists in front, eight heavy metal fists will immediately strike the enemy from behind at an incredible angle; and when using hidden weapons, all ten hands are used at the same time. Qian San felt that even if the founder of the Tang Clan came, he could exchange a few blows with him.

Qian Xunji stood there, staring blankly at his son who was waving ten arms in a bizarre pose. He was completely stunned by the sight.

"This form..." Qian Xunji's lips twitched beneath the mask, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"While the actual combat effect would be absolutely terrifying, the scene is just too bizarre. How did a perfectly good angelic being grow to look more and more like an evil god?"

However, despite the complaints, Qian Xunji was quite satisfied with this change.

"They are blessed with extraordinary advantages."

Qian Xunji nodded, his tone full of admiration.

He showed no dissatisfaction with the bizarre design, but instead earnestly instructed, "Since your martial spirit has given you this incredible advantage, develop it to its fullest potential. Coordinating ten hands is a huge test. Go back and train hard, and get your brain used to these eight extra arms as soon as possible."

Qian Xunji gave Qian San a deep look: "Don't waste your talent and opportunity."

"Yes, Father!"

Qian San bowed respectfully to accept the order. With a thought, the eight metal arms instantly softened, turning back into liquid metal and retracting into the armor on his back, and he returned to his normal form.

"Let's go, we've been out for so long, it's time to go back."

Qian Xunji removed the surrounding barriers, and with Qian San in tow, turned around and headed back the way they came towards the Kresh team's camp.

......

On the outskirts of Sunset Forest, several disheveled figures fled as if avoiding a plague. Only after confirming they were completely out of the forest's boundaries did they stop, hands on their knees, panting heavily.

Flander turned around, glancing warily at the forest behind him. He gritted his teeth and made his decision: "This is no place to linger. We absolutely cannot go back into Sunset Forest. Everyone, rest here and replenish your strength. We'll change course and head straight for Star Dou Great Forest!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun, who was wiping away cold sweat, immediately complained with a bitter face, "Dean, the Star Dou Great Forest is separated from here by most of the Heaven Dou Empire, that's too far! There are clearly high-level soul beasts readily available in this Sunset Forest, can't we just wait until those people leave and then sneak back to try?"

"Bullshit!" Flander turned his head sharply and glared at Ma Hongjun.

"What do you know? Then go back yourself, don't drag the entire Shrek Academy down with you!"

Startled by Flander's stern rebuke, Ma Hongjun shrank back, shut his mouth tightly, and fell completely silent.

At the back of the group, Tang San mechanically stopped. His hand was being held by Xiao Wu, but he subconsciously clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles almost turned white.

"Brother...you're hurting me." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with some confusion, struggled slightly, and her eyes were full of worry.

Tang San snapped out of his daze, quickly released his grip, and forced a smile: "Sorry, Xiao Wu, I was thinking about something and got distracted."

Although he was apologizing, an uncontrollable surge of joy welled up deep within Tang San's lowered eyes.

He was still incredibly excited about the divine test he had just received.

After being teleported back to the mortal realm from the divine realm by that dark purple pillar of light, Tang San keenly noticed something—the languid female voice that had originally resided deep within his spiritual sea, calling herself the Evil God-King, had completely disappeared and never sounded again.

But he didn't care at all!

"It's actually a great thing that there's no other consciousness interfering," Tang San thought coldly to himself. He was a person with an extremely strong desire for control, and he instinctively guarded against such an external consciousness.

Now that the divine test has been truly imprinted on him, what use is that person to him?

The annoying voice had disappeared, which was a perfect start for him.

"Break through to Soul Saint before the age of eighteen..." A raging fire ignited in Tang San's heart. The fourth soul ring was only the beginning. He would take each step towards becoming the strongest, complete the Divine Trial, and win the final ninth trial!

To avenge what happened in the past!

Also, to set things right for the Tang Clan!