The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 180 Fierce Devouring

The cacophony of 80,000 spectators gradually faded, and their figures vanished into nothingness. In the eyes of the Shrek Academy members, the arena had transformed.

Tang San watched the gradual changes around him, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. He didn't know if he was dreaming.

Looking at the familiar cliff below, Tang San suddenly wondered if Douluo Continent was a dream, or if this place, Ghost's Sorrow, was a dream.

He glanced down at his Tang Sect attire: "I remember I was clearly at the Soul Master Competition arena."

"How dare you steal our sect's Xuan Tian Treasure Record! This is an extremely heinous crime!" A Tang Sect elder, whose memory of Tang San was already hazy, glared at him angrily.

"The Tang Sect raised you because you were an orphan, provided you with food and clothing, and taught you skills. Is this how you repay the sect?" Angry shouts kept flashing through Tang San's mind, and hateful gazes kept falling on him.

"Elders, listen to me!" Tang San was immediately panicked.

A muffled thunderclap sounded, and the Tang Clan elders glared angrily. In the pitch-black night, one man-eating demon after another rushed up to smash his flesh piece by piece.

Tang San felt a sharp pain, but realized he wasn't dead. He frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong. Based on his experience, it was impossible for him to still be alive in this state.

No! I'm in the middle of a match right now.

Just as Tang San was realizing something, his vision suddenly changed again. The scene shifted to the streets of Soto City at night, and Xiao Wu and the Shrek Academy group were walking towards him.

Tang San was suddenly overjoyed, but before he could even open his mouth, another person appeared in the scene.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man in his forties, the same sleazy man who had been taught a lesson by the Shrek team.

"Little Wu?" Tang San wanted to warn Little Wu and the Shrek Academy members, but he found that he couldn't get his voice out.

Suddenly, Bu Le made a move, quickly defeating the Shrek Seven Devils and then grabbing Xiao Wu.

"Brother, save me, brother, come save me!" Xiao Wu struggled desperately, but she was no match for Bu Le and was subdued by him in a short time.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He struggled desperately to help, but all his bones and muscles were shattered, and he collapsed to the ground.

He quickly realized something was wrong. Why was he struggling so violently without feeling any pain? And why were the Shrek Seven Devils so easily defeated?

Xiao Wu struggled for a moment, but found that it wouldn't help her get out of trouble. Helplessness, despair, and hatred began to spread.

No, this shouldn't be the case. Tang San felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Xiao Wu with icy eyes.

"The little beauty can't escape now, hahaha." Bu Le let out a wild and ear-piercing laugh.

No!! No!! This is an illusion, this is an illusion! Tang San's eyes turned blood red.

At this moment, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were also experiencing a moment they never wanted to recall.

"Li Xun, what are you doing?! Let me go! Let me go!" Dai Mubai was suspended in mid-air by vines, his eyes filled with terror as he watched the thorns slowly climbing up his body.

As these thorns wrapped around him as they had before, Dai Mubai's voice suddenly resounded through the heavens: "No, Li Xun!!"

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun, in the illusion, shed tears of regret.

Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai's sudden shouts startled the audience. Xiao Wu and the others naturally knew, after all, they were members of the Shrek Academy team.

But the name Li Xun is a bit interesting. Aren't you guys fighting against Canghui Academy right now? Why are you calling for the captain of the Tiandou Royal Team?

Some sharp-eyed spectators had already spotted Li Xun sitting in the stands and were casting questioning glances at him.

"I told you their illusion magic was no good; it could even preserve a person's actions and movements." Feeling the gazes of the audience and Zhu Zhuqing, Li Xun smiled awkwardly.

"Their seven-in-one fusion technique is indeed not as strong as our martial soul fusion technique." Ning Rongrong nodded happily.

Because she clearly remembered that the last time she used the pagoda to control Yu Xiaogang, Flander, and Liu Erlong, she had already gone through several cycles in just three seconds, and each time the three of them stood still and were immersed in it.

Inside the seven-colored pillar of light, the illusion continued. Tang San's eyes were bloodshot because of the intense pain. He had finally broken through the barrier that had been blocking him all along.

Eight spider spears extended from behind, and Tang San rushed to Xiao Wu in a few steps, intending to chop Bu Le into mincemeat, only to find that the eight spider spears missed their target.

Hallucinations, all hallucinations.

Tang San kept telling himself that this was the Soul Master Competition, but the scene didn't change at all.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to block out the despairing scene. He carefully recalled the layout of the venue.

Tang San roughly determined the location, then used Ghost Shadow Tracking, extending his Eight Spider Lances to their maximum extent, and pounced.

"Captain, look, he's moving! Has he broken free from our illusion?" one of Canghui's team members said nervously as Tang San faced them.

"Impossible. Our Seven-in-One Fusion Technique isn't so easy to break." Captain Cang Hui frowned and shook his head. "Look, his eyes are still closed, aren't they?"

"Haha, yeah!" The other team members immediately relaxed.

But before they could finish speaking, Tang San's figure suddenly became blurry, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of them.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

hiss hiss hiss—

The Eight Spider Lances pierced through the three members of Canghui with an irresistible sharpness, and the illusion in Tang San's eyes immediately cracked, allowing him to see the people in front of him clearly.

Seeing the Canghui team in a panic, Tang San felt a surge of killing intent rising in his heart, and the cold shadow in his eyes seemed to want to drag these people into an endless abyss.

Streams of life force continuously flowed into his body from the Eight Spider Lances. Seeing that the rest of the Canghui team were about to retreat and counterattack, Tang San instantly shook off the three of them and chased after them.

hiss hiss hiss hiss—

The sounds of sharp weapons tearing flesh rang out, and the remaining members of Canghui were instantly pinned to the ground by the Eight Spider Spears.

Tang San's face was as cold as frost, but his heart burned like a raging fire. He did not let them go just because they had given up resisting. Streams of life force continued to flow into his body through the Eight Spider Lances. Not only did his strength increase, but he also suddenly felt a surge of pleasure as if he had avenged his great grudge.

"Canghui Academy concedes defeat. This student, please do not inflict any more harm on our team members."

The illusion shattered, the seven-colored light faded, revealing the brutal scene on the arena.

Six members of the Shrek Academy team stood blankly at their starting positions, seemingly still half asleep. Meanwhile, the entire Canghui Academy team lay in pools of blood on the other side of the arena.

Meanwhile, a person carrying eight spears resembling spider legs stood among the fallen members of the Canghui team.

"Student, our Canghui Academy has already conceded defeat. Please release our student!" Canghui Academy's assistant leader shouted angrily.

However, Tang San seemed not to have heard of it.

(End of this chapter)