In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

The hatred in his heart is growing stronger.

He's willing to do anything to improve his strength.

Isn't it just turning into a useless martial spirit?

He believed that with the Xuan Tian Gong in hand, he would have the world at his command.

"Child, you are very good. Great responsibilities are bestowed upon you. Everything you are experiencing now will surely be rewarded in the future."

Tang Chen nodded, increasingly convinced that Tang San was an extraordinary child.

Although fate is uncertain, he will surely achieve great things in the future.

"Then, Ancestor, I will now cripple your Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul."

Tang Chen's face was pale.

He had no choice but to do so because the force of the exploding rings wouldn't last long.

He suffered a severe backlash at that time and was unable to strike again for a short period of time.

Chapter 182 Offering One's Arms?

"Please sit down cross-legged. This process might hurt a little!"

Tang Chen was also a powerful figure who suppressed a generation, and he was decisive and efficient in his actions.

Besides, what was extracted wasn't his martial soul.

What's the panic!

"it is good!"

Tang San nodded emphatically.

Now, there is no choice; I am in dire straits. I had thought that with the intervention of the ancestor, there was hope of obtaining the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline.

But the result was extremely disappointing; they were even hung up and beaten!

Now, abandoning his martial spirit has become his only way out.

After he sat down, Tang Chen waved his hand and landed on Tang San's head.

At first, nothing happened. But after a few breaths, Tang San's body trembled.

Because a terrifying suction force was coming from above. To be precise, it was coming from Tang Chen's palm.

Then, the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul uncontrollably appeared in his palm!

This time was different from before. The usually barely perceptible dark gold patterns became clearer, even brighter and more dazzling.

Upon seeing this, a look of heartache flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Because this exquisite, work-of-art-like Haotian Hammer was about to leave him.

"what."

As the suction force from Tang Chen's palm gradually increased, he couldn't help but shout out loud.

It was so painful, like his bone marrow was being extracted, or like something was being peeled away from his soul.

The pain was also visible on his face.

At this moment, veins bulged on his face, and he looked ferocious.

One day, one day... I, Tang San, will rise again! The pain of today will be repaid tenfold, a hundredfold in the future!

He clenched his fists.

His fingernails dug deeply into his palms. Blood dripped down, but he seemed oblivious.

This process lasted a long time.

After all, it's not a complete abolition or shattering of the martial spirit.

What Tang Chen needed to do was to extract the characteristics of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, not to completely destroy it.

……

After a full ten minutes, Tang San finally collapsed to the ground, his body limp and powerless.

He was truly powerless.

Exhausted, both physically and mentally.

However, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Because he could clearly feel that the soul power in his body, which was on the verge of losing its balance, had returned to normal once again.

The two martial souls have also become balanced.

"Level 20 is no longer my limit!"

"Third son, you are truly remarkable. Given time, you will surely achieve great things!"

"Thank you for your praise, Ancestor."

Tang San struggled to his feet, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Tang Chen.

"Tang San will not let the Ancestor down."

"Um……"

Tang Chen nodded slightly, then reached into his robes. He then handed something to Tang San.

“Take this. It’s the token of the Haotian Sect’s leader. With it, you can command the entire Haotian Sect. Hand it over to Tang Xiao and have him give you special training!”

Tang San was taken aback. This was a precious token that could command the Clear Sky Sect!

"Ancestor, aren't you going back to the sect?"

"No, it's too late..."

Tang Chen sighed slightly at this point and then changed the subject.

"Third son, don't be discouraged. Although Blue Silver Grass and Hammer are both ordinary martial souls, with the power of twin martial souls, as long as you cultivate diligently, reaching level fifty shouldn't be a problem."

"Come find me in the City of Slaughter then, and I, the Ancestor, will bestow upon you a great fortune! You might just soar to the heavens!"

Tang Chen said this.

"Go to the Killing City... can I still soar to the heavens?"

Tang San was extremely surprised.

"After you reach level 50, come find me in the City of Slaughter, and you will know everything then."

Tang Chen said calmly.

If Tang San could reach level 50, he might be able to participate in the Divine Trial.

With my own help, I might actually receive divine inheritance. Wouldn't that be a meteoric rise to power?

"Ancestor, are you leaving?"

Tang San understood Tang Chen's intention to leave.

Tang Chen, with his back to him, spoke softly.

"Actually, my injuries are much more severe than what you see. It's time to leave; I will return to the Killing City to slumber. But before that, I want to see Bo one last time."

"Cessie!"

Tang Chen felt a pang of heartache whenever Poseidon was mentioned.

That indifferent look in his eyes was like a knife piercing his heart.

Does this mean all my efforts over the years have been in vain?

Over the years, Tang Chen's willpower has been able to persevere entirely because of two strong beliefs that have sustained him.

One became a god, and the other became Poseidon.

He couldn't believe that Poseidon would really be so indifferent to him.

If not me, then who?

Could it be that guy Qian Daoliu?

Stop joking! In this world, no one but me is worthy of Poseidon!

Tang Chen thought to himself.

.........

The sun is setting behind the western mountains.

Lin Yancai returned, carrying two plump rabbits in his hands.

"Master, Master, you're finally back!"

The door opened, and Lin Yin'er saw Lin Yan's figure and immediately threw herself into his arms.

"Haha, Yin'er, aren't you afraid of others seeing this?"

"I'm not afraid. There's no one else here except Xixi."

As Lin Yin'er spoke, she nuzzled her little head against Lin Yan's chest.

But this scene was actually witnessed by someone.

It was in a dark patch of grass.

Tang Chen and Tang San were lying in ambush there, and now only their eyes were showing.

Tang Chen's strength is undeniable, so he naturally saw this scene clearly.

Tang San cultivated the Purple Demon Eye, and his eyesight exceeded the limitations of his own strength.

At this moment, Tang San wished he were blind.

"You beast, let go of my mother!"

If he weren't afraid of being beaten up again, he would definitely have rushed out.

"Uh..." Seeing this, Tang Chen, who was hiding in the shadows, subconsciously glanced at Tang San beside him, his eyes filled with sympathy.