Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

Once his strength has increased further, it will be the day he returns to the Star Dou Great Forest to become king and dominate. At that time, the entire forest will be his hunting ground.

He even suddenly recalled the little girl from that day, the silver dragon that seemed to look down upon the gods, and the human male beside it who was a peerless delicacy.

I will devour you all, I definitely will!

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A month later, Shen An led Tom and Jerry into Black Tiger City.

The Douluo Continent has three upper sects and four lower sects, among which the four lower sects are all loyal supporters of the Spirit Hall.

Before parting, Ning Fengzhi gave Shen An a map and a diagram showing the relationships between various forces within the Xingluo territory.

He even repeatedly warned Shen An not to go to the territories of the four lower sects within Xingluo, with the Black Tiger Sect being the most dangerous.

The Black Tiger Sect Master is an 88th-level offensive Soul Douluo, and there are quite a few Soul Saints in the sect. If he discovers Shen An, he will definitely hunt him down to the death.

Shen An still came, probably because he had just become arrogant after being promoted to Soul Emperor and wanted to find a strong Soul Douluo to practice against.

As soon as he stepped inside, Shen An noticed something was wrong. Logically speaking, a big city like Black Tiger City should be bustling with people, but it seemed very deserted.

There were only a few scattered people, and they all looked nervous; they were all ordinary citizens.

"Something's not right, something's definitely not right," Shen An muttered to himself.

Tom and Jerry nodded seriously.

Shen An continued walking forward when he suddenly heard crying and the sound of clothes tearing beside him.

"Ah! Help! Help! My husband will never let you get away with this when he gets back!"

"Come back? You think you can come back after entering the Black Tiger Sect? Dream on! Everyone's on the verge of collapse right now. Anyway, let me have some fun first!"

Shen An frowned slightly and moved with lightning speed, so fast that even Flander would be ashamed and cover his face in embarrassment.

The next moment, a shirtless man was blasted out, and a mature woman with torn clothes, her breasts half-exposed, her face covered in tears.

Ding Hui flew into a rage: "Who are you to dare ruin my plans!"

Shen An ignored him and looked directly at the mature woman: "Who he is, you two have no relation, right?"

The mature woman cried, "Thank you for your help, sir. This man was my neighbor. But seeing that my husband had been taken to the Black Tiger Sect and hadn't returned for a long time, he tried to do something indecent to me."

"Please punish this man, Your Honor!" The mature woman clutched her chest and kowtowed heavily. Her lower garments were tattered, revealing a glimpse of her genitals.

Shen An looked at Ding Hui indifferently. He wasn't someone with an overflowing sense of justice, but since things had been so bluntly addressed, why not do something about it?

Ding Hui looked at Shen An and felt a strange fear, but he was unwilling to show his weakness: "Try touching me, my brother is an outer disciple of the Black Tiger Sect!"

Shen An smiled dismissively. As a wanted criminal of the Spirit Hall who was now on par with Tang Hao, why would he care about a Black Tiger Sect?

With a flick of his finger, a cyan sword aura swept out, and Ding Hui let out a bloodcurdling scream as his limbs were severed.

Shen An then looked gently at the mature woman and asked, "May I ask why the city is so deserted?"

Upon seeing Ding Hui's miserable state, the mature woman's face showed both fear and a fleeting sense of pleasure.

Upon hearing Shen An's words, the mature woman's face turned fearful again, and she hurriedly said:

"My lord, the city is deserted because the Black Tiger Sect arrested people in large numbers a few days ago, and all the high-level Soul Masters who went there never returned."

"Later, the Soul Masters with lower cultivation levels were also captured. My husband was a Great Soul Master. He has been gone for seven or eight days and has not returned yet."

"Therefore, everyone is now in a state of fear and dares not go out easily. If you have the opportunity, sir, you should leave as soon as possible and make sure you are not discovered by them."

"It's too late to leave now. Outsiders, daring to injure people within the jurisdiction of my Black Tiger Sect, leave now, don't force us to take action!"

A deep, resonant voice rang out.

Shen An looked up and saw three men in black, who were at the Soul Venerable level, with tigers embroidered on their sleeves.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but wait a minute, I need to take care of something, it'll be quick."

As Shen An spoke, he flicked his finger again, and another sword aura flew out.

Ding Hui, who had been screaming in agony, suddenly fell silent as a head fell to the ground.

The three disciples of the Black Tiger Sect felt their eyelids twitch. They didn't reveal their martial souls or soul rings. Even a Soul Sect might not be able to pull off such a move.

"By the way, I killed the person. You are not allowed to cause trouble for this family," Shen An said calmly.

"Alright, sir, this way please."

Three Black Tiger Sect disciples fawned over Shen An and gave him directions.

When Shen An walked to the front, the three disciples looked at each other with cold eyes.

You are arrogant and haughty in front of us, but once you enter the Black Tiger Sect, your fate will be uncertain.

Chapter 266 Expelled from the Black Tiger Sect, Facing the Evil God

Shen An followed three Black Tiger Sect disciples into the Black Tiger Sect, with Tom Jerry following behind.

"Sir, please come forward."

The Black Tiger disciple said obsequiously, with a disciple accompanying him. The two of them silently sentenced Shen An to death in their hearts.

As for the last disciple, they have already asked the elders to help.

Looking at the scenery along the way, Shen An felt a sense of gloom and eeriness, even though they were the four most famous sects in the world.

Tom suddenly screamed, his cat-eye pointing in terror at a plaza. Jerry glanced at it and immediately fainted from fright.

The vast square was filled with wooden stakes, each with a mangled humanoid creature tied to it.

Shen An's eyes narrowed. Without exception, all of these people had been stripped of their human skin and were lifeless.

"What is this?" Shen An asked, suppressing his anger.

The Black Tiger disciple also avoided eye contact: "This is a disciple of our sect who has committed a grave error."

Shen An stopped asking questions, recalling the desolation inside Black Tiger City, the humiliated woman, the arrogant and domineering Black Tiger disciples, and the punished Black Tiger disciples.

His intuition told him that the Black Tiger Sect held a great secret.

As for what the secret is, he will ask with his sword. In short, the Black Tiger Sect is no benevolent group and they all deserve to die.

Shen An was led to a large hall.

“Wang Tuo, the person you brought is no good. There’s not a trace of soul power fluctuation on him. This doesn’t count as your achievement.”

A deep, resonant voice reached my ears, and a bald, burly man stepped out, his eyes filled with mockery.

Logically speaking, given his cultivation level as a Soul Saint, he wouldn't joke around with an ordinary person, even in a tone that's almost mocking.

However, due to the immense pressure they've been under lately, Sect Master Wang Wei has gone mad, ordering them to capture people and soul beasts everywhere.

The requirements differ depending on the cultivation level. A Soul Saint must at least capture a Soul Emperor, and so on, and all of them must be handed over to the sect's secret location.

No one who was arrested and imprisoned ever came out.

There are even special disciples guarding the secret place, forbidding anyone from entering, not even elders.

Many people inside the gate already had their suspicions, but dared not utter a word.

As for what would happen if he couldn't finish, the bald, burly man couldn't help but shudder.

Some disciples were unwilling to do such things, and the disciples who were skinned and tied up in the square are the best examples.

There was an elder whose cultivation was even higher than his who didn't take the matter seriously, but was killed by Wang Wei with lightning speed, and died a very tragic death.

"Oh, what exactly constitutes performance?" Shen An asked, feigning curiosity.

The bald, burly man's face twitched, and he grinned, "It's simple. I'm a Soul Saint, and if you're a Soul Emperor, that's a success."

"However, it's fine for ordinary people too, as the sect's needs are high recently."

"I see. Then I can just step in to help you out." As Shen An spoke, all six of his spirit rings floated out and pulsed in unison.

The bald, burly man abruptly stopped speaking, the mockery in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a sense of horror.

The three disciples who brought Shen An into the sect suddenly felt their vision go black, their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground.

The young man before them was no ordinary person; he possessed one yellow, one purple, two black, and two red spirit rings. In particular, his sixth spirit ring, with its scarlet halo bearing three golden lines, was awe-inspiring.

Yes, Shen An had already erased his original fifth spirit ring.

Now that he has become a notorious wanted criminal by the Spirit Hall, Shen An naturally has nothing to hide.

Since we've already been targeted by the strongest power on the mainland, what do we have to fear from the other small fry? We might as well show ourselves and even increase our reputation.

Without hesitation, the bald, burly man turned and ran, the force he unleashed in an instant generating a tremendous buzzing sound.

The Black Tiger Sect primarily uses tiger-type martial souls, so their speed is naturally quite good.

Although he was a Soul Saint, he had no will to fight at this moment.

He's not stupid. A Soul Emperor with this kind of configuration can no longer be called a Soul Emperor; he should be the strongest Soul Emperor in history.

"Brothers, this is a tough one, come quick!"

A rough voice echoed throughout the sect, and several powerful auras rushed over.

Holding the nine-leaf sword grass that looked like blue glass, Shen An chased after the bald giant as if he were strolling leisurely.

Although his pace seemed slow, he always maintained a distance of fifty meters from him.

Before long, all of the Black Tiger Sect's upper echelons, except for Sect Master Wang Wei, were gathered together.

The lineup is truly impressive, featuring seven Soul Saints and over ten Soul Emperors.

The bald, burly man who had been hastily fleeing now stopped running and stood with the other skilled fighters, his eyes fixed intently on Shen An.

With such a soul ring configuration, capturing and bringing them back would be a great achievement.

Shen An looked at these people and said in a chilling tone, "I've heard that the Black Tiger Sect Master's strength is as high as Soul Douluo, so why aren't I here?"

"Boy, don't be impatient. Once we capture you, you'll have your own chance to see the sect leader."

The bald, burly man grinned maliciously, and suddenly released his seven spirit rings, transforming himself into a black tiger with overwhelming power.

The group of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors behind them also revealed their Martial Souls, showing no sign of disrespect.

For a Soul Emperor who possesses two 100,000-year soul rings, no amount of attention is too much.

Shen An had Tom and Jerry hide behind him, then faced the group of experts from the Black Tiger Sect.

He stood casually, yet an air of dominance arose within him. Holding his longsword, his sword aura instantly became overwhelming.

The next moment, the cyan sword domain instantly spread out, covering an area of ​​three hundred meters.

The faces of the many Soul Saints and Soul Emperors of the Black Tiger Sect darkened, and they cried out in their hearts, 'A domain! How could it possibly be a domain!'

They looked at Shen An with eyes that looked like they'd seen a ghost, using swords, cat and mouse, and domain.

"You are Shen An! A wanted person by Martial Soul!" the bald, burly man blurted out.

Shen An simply held his sword lightly in front of him, and instantly a dense downpour began within a sword domain of three hundred meters.

It was as if the heavens were enraged, unleashing thunder and rain to wash away the filth of this world.

"The Black Tiger Sect, one of the four lower sects, is hereby expelled!"

Shen An's clear and melodious voice resounded throughout the surrounding area.

The so-called secret realm of the Black Tiger Sect now resembled a living hell.

The stench of blood and decay mingled together, and the ground was littered with dried corpses and skeletons, both of them animals and humans, creating a terrifying and horrifying scene that sent chills down one's spine.

From the depths of the secret place came the sound of sobbing. Following the sound, one could see a blood pool that sent chills down one's spine.

Beside the pool of blood, many young men and women, who should have been in the prime of their lives, were weeping helplessly.

Their bodies all contained soul power, but it wasn't particularly strong; none of them exceeded the second ring.

Wang Wei, who was originally the sect leader, had a certain air about him, but now he appeared so sinister and eerie.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was surrounded by a visible gray evil aura. His face was like that of a madman, and he used his own soul power as a guide to draw a strange array.

The blood of the weak needs to be purified before it can be used, and this is exactly what the Dark Demon God Tiger taught him.

The Dark Demon God Tiger inherits the legacy of an evil god. As it grows, it will awaken various talents and knowledge, and becoming a god along the way is not an exaggeration.

The formation activated, and the enormous pool of blood began to boil and churn, even shrinking continuously.

Wang Wei muttered to himself, "It's done, I've done it!"