Chapter 295: Chapter 295: The Eve of the Clear Sky Clan’s Annihilation
Lin Feng had planted three evil seeds in Tang San’s body, polluting his "noble and kind soul."
In his heart meridians and the channels of his legs, Lin Feng had used the power of Yin to infuse dark-attribute energy. This energy was now like maggots clinging to the bone, just waiting for the day to erupt and plunge Tang San into a state of eternal damnation.
And the last time he went to the City of Slaughter with Qing Xuan for a "friendly chat" with Tang San, he had arranged for the Rakshasa God to secretly plant an even deeper mark of evil within him.
This mark, hidden in the depths of Tang San’s soul, was activated by the Rakshasa today. For Tang San, who had already spent a long time in the City of Slaughter, the evil and desire for slaughter in his heart were infinitely amplified.
Pure slaughter had long since left him. What remained was only the impulse for evil and destruction.
Tang San’s eyes shone with a scarlet light, and he was panting like an ox. A cruel smile touched the corner of his lips, as if the entire world had become his enemy.
"Spirit Empire, just you wait. I will let you know what true fear is," Tang San muttered in a low voice, which was filled with venom and hatred. "The Asura has already chosen me. As long as I can devour enough life force and souls, I can become a true god. At that time, I will make everyone who betrayed me pay the price!"
The journey from the Far West to the south, to the old site of the Clear Sky Clan, was not short. Tang San traveled swiftly, the evil and desire for slaughter in his heart spreading like a wildfire, becoming more and more difficult to contain.
Along the way, he had heard too much about the changes on the continent during this time. Spirit Hall had announced the founding of the Spirit Empire. Heaven Dou and Star Luo had surrendered one after another. The continent was unified, and the Spirit Empire had become the sole hegemon of this land.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was the first to be annihilated, with only Flender and Liu Erlong, who had taken his father to the Clear Sky Clan, surviving.
And the Clear Sky Clan, once the number one clan on the continent, had once again chosen forbearance and retreat under the pressure of the Spirit Empire, holing up in a remote mountain valley and no longer concerning themselves with worldly affairs.
Finally, on a dark and windy night, Tang San arrived at the old site of the Clear Sky Clan.
Tang San looked at the familiar mountain range. The shadows of iron chains could be faintly seen in the clouds and mist high above. The sound of the wind and the howls of wild beasts filled his ears. He took a deep breath, a cold glint in his eyes. With a flash of his body, he shot towards the mountain gate like a ghost.
Having received the Asura God’s favor in the City of Slaughter, he had now stepped into the later stages of the Soul Emperor realm. However, the energy in his body was terrifyingly berserk, constantly ravaging his physical form, which he, in turn, continuously repaired by devouring life force.
In just a few leaps, Tang San had already arrived before the Clear Sky Clan’s mountain gate.
With a light tap of his toes, using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to its fullest, Tang San crossed the iron chain bridge like a phantom.
"Stop! What stray dog dares to trespass on the forbidden grounds of my Clear Sky Clan!" a furious shout broke the silence of the night. Several disciples of the Clear Sky Clan flashed out from the shadows, black light flickering in their hands as Clear Sky Hammers condensed in their palms.
Tang San swept a cold glance over them, the cruel smile on his lips deepening. "With just you ants, you think you can stop me, Tang San?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of hell, sending a chill down their spines.
Before his words had faded, Tang San’s figure once again disappeared from the spot, leaving only a series of afterimages. The few Clear Sky Clan disciples only saw a blur, and then they felt a powerful aura rush towards them. They wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.
"First Soul Skill, Bind!"
The Dark Blue Silver Grass in Tang San’s hand shot out like a nimble snake, instantly entangling the few Clear Sky Clan disciples tightly. The dark-attribute energy invaded their bodies along the Blue Silver Grass, beginning to devour their soul power and life force.
The disciples’ faces turned deathly pale, and they struggled in pain. But the more they struggled, the tighter the Blue Silver Grass bound them, as if it wanted to squeeze them dry.
"Hmph, ants. This is the price for provoking me," Tang San watched the scene before him coldly, the scarlet light in his eyes growing even brighter. He could feel the wonderful sensation of the disciples’ life force and soul power flowing into his own body, which made him even more excited and obsessed.
"He said he’s Tang San? He is Tang San!" someone suddenly exclaimed, recognizing the thin man with scarlet eyes and an aura of slaughter. He was the one who had once returned to the clan and been given the qualification for the clan’s soul veins by the Clan Master, Tang Xiao. The same one who had killed a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and a former prince of Star Luo before fleeing.
"Tang San! You dare to harm your own clansmen! You are looking for death!" a Clear Sky Clan disciple spat out blood, glaring at Tang San with fury.
Tang San sneered, "Are you worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me? So-called clansmen are nothing but stepping stones on my path to growth. You ordinary lives are like candles in the wind, like blades of grass. No matter how I trample or ravage you, you can only endure it silently. Even if I kill you directly, the Clear Sky Clan will only watch and will not blame me. In the presence of me, who has twin martial souls and has already ascended to the rank of Soul Emperor, all of you are nothing but a joke!" Tang San’s voice was as piercing as ice. His figure flashed again, like a black bolt of lightning, instantly appearing in front of another Clear Sky Clan disciple.
With a cold smile, he gently reached out a hand. Dark black energy condensed at his fingertips, and the Dark Blue Silver Grass transformed into a sharp thorn. With an aura of death, it plunged towards the disciple’s chest. The disciple’s eyes were full of terror. He tried to dodge, but his body was as if bound by invisible chains, unable to move.
"No!" he cried out in despair, but his voice was soon replaced by the muffled sound of being pierced. The dark black thorn instantly surged into his limbs and bones, beginning to madly devour his life force and soul power.
"Hah— that feels so good~"
A cruel, evil smile appeared on Tang San’s face. Under the horrified gazes of the others, several more dark black thorns shot out from Tang San’s fingertips, like the claws of the Grim Reaper, accurately piercing the bodies of the remaining Clear Sky Clan disciples.
They didn’t even have time to scream before they were completely devoured by this evil power. Their life force and soul power surged into Tang San’s body like a tide.
"Hehehehe, haha, ha—ha—" Tang San laughed maniacally. He stepped over the few corpses, quickly passed through the side path, and directly entered the interior of the Clear Sky Clan.
"Stop!"
A cold shout suddenly rang out. Accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking wind, a figure shot out from the shadows like lightning, a giant Clear Sky Hammer aimed straight at Tang San.
"Boom—"
Tang San dodged in an instant. The spot where he had just been standing was now a deep pit from the giant Clear Sky Hammer, dust flying everywhere. He looked up and saw an old man with black hair and a beard, his spirit vigorous, glaring at him with fury.
Nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, five black—circled around his body, with raging flames burning among them.
The Seventh Elder, the Scorching Sun Douluo.
With the fall of this heaven-shaking blow, the entire Clear Sky Clan was instantly enveloped in a murderous aura. Clan disciples and elders continuously rushed over from all directions.
"Tang San, you vile spawn! This old man said long ago that Tang Hao was just a selfish villain, and his son would surely be a bastard who would only bring disaster to the clan. The Clan Master acted willfully, wasted the qualification for the soul veins, and brought such a great disaster upon our Clear Sky Clan! To harm the disciples of our clan, you are looking for death!" The Seventh Elder, the Scorching Sun Douluo, was furious. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, accompanied by monstrous flames, was about to smash down on Tang San again.
"What?! Harming clan disciples?!"
"Tang San? Which Tang San?"
The arriving Clear Sky Clan disciples couldn’t help but ask.
Tang San snorted coldly in his heart. This Seventh Elder again. To speak ill of my father and me, you have truly found the path to death!
His hands quickly formed a seal, and dark black energy gathered around his body, forming a strange shield.
"Boom!"
The Scorching Sun Douluo’s Clear Sky Hammer smashed fiercely on Tang San’s shield. The shield did not shatter in an instant, allowing Tang San to use the rebound force to retreat rapidly, putting some distance between himself and the Scorching Sun Douluo.
"Stop!" ×3
The voices of Flender, Liu Erlong, and Tang Xiao sounded almost at the same time. The first two were anxious, the latter was intimidating.
A pressure from a rank 96 Super Douluo enveloped the Scorching Sun Douluo, causing him to involuntarily stop his movements.
Liu Erlong and Flender came to Tang San’s side, shielding him behind them.
The former couldn’t stop her tears, hugging Tang San and crying, "Child, child, your teacher died so tragically."
Towards this person whom Yu Xiaogang had once taught, Liu Erlong’s heart was filled with complex emotions and pity.
After Yu Xiaogang’s death, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had suffered a calamity. It all started when they went to Spirit City to cause trouble.
"He’s dead? How did he die?" Tang San raised an eyebrow and said coldly.
Liu Erlong did not notice the wrongness in Tang San’s tone. She was immersed in grief, sobbing as she recounted what had happened to Yu Xiaogang.
"It was Spirit Hall. They were the ones who killed your teacher," she held Tang San’s shoulders, a look of anticipation in her eyes. "Child, call me Mistress."
Flender’s body trembled violently at the side, but in the end, he said nothing.
Tang San took in the reactions of these two, his heart without a ripple, even feeling a little like laughing.
Flender, oh Flender, look at what you’ve been protecting?
The Liu Erlong you’ve been protecting all this time is still thinking about that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang. That guy who caused my meridian paths to have to be reshaped, who made me fall into the demonic path. It’s good that he’s dead!
What a pity! That he didn’t die by my own hands!
He glanced at Liu Erlong before him and gave a devilishly charming smile. "Alright, Mistress."
Hearing this, Liu Erlong immediately smiled with joy, as if this one word, "Mistress," was the greatest comfort to her, an affirmation of her relationship with Yu Xiaogang.
Flender’s palm trembled slightly, his hand clenched into a tight fist, his nails almost digging into his palm, yet he still maintained a calm exterior. He roared in his heart: "Why, Erlong? I protected you as we fled here, enduring all kinds of hardships and dangers. Is that still not enough to replace Yu Xiaogang’s place in your heart?"
Tang San saw Flender’s action and sneered in his heart. "Mistress? Since you want to be a mistress, then I’ll send you to meet that old thing. Flender, it must be boring for you to live alone. Why don’t I let you two be companions? Since Yu Xiaogang has been dead for so long, who knows if you’ve succeeded? Let’s just say you have. Liu Erlong is unchaste, Flender is unrighteous. I will be the one to destroy you."
The evil thoughts in his heart grew wildly like weeds.
The conversation had only lasted a few breaths, and the standoff between Tang Xiao and the Scorching Sun Douluo was still ongoing. Tang Xiao’s eyes revealed an unquestionable resolve. He said in a deep voice, "Elder Scorching Sun, you’ve caused enough trouble! I will handle the matter of Tang San myself. It is not your place to overstep your bounds."
Although the Scorching Sun Douluo’s anger had not subsided, under Tang Xiao’s pressure, he had no choice but to temporarily restrain himself. He snorted coldly and said, "Clan Master, your protection of this vile spawn will only harm the clan! Look at him now, does he have any of the demeanor of a disciple of our Clear Sky Clan?"
Tang Xiao did not respond directly but turned to look at Tang San, his gaze holding both pain and complex emotions. "Tang San, why have you become like this? The hatred and evil in your heart have blinded your eyes. But no matter what, you are a disciple of my Clear Sky Clan. I cannot watch you walk towards destruction."
Tang San sneered, "I have twin martial souls and am now a Soul Emperor. What blinded my eyes? What walking towards destruction? The clan’s affairs are my affairs. What I do today, who dares to disobey? Just a few barking dogs at the gate, so what if I killed them? Keeping me is your only choice. I have said my piece. Who agrees, and who opposes?"
As he spoke, he revealed four soul rings—purple, black, black, black. The two empty slots below indicated the positions of his two former soul rings.
"Whoa—"
All the Clear Sky Clan disciples and elders present were in an uproar.
"What? Twin martial souls, Soul Emperor?!!!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How old is he?!!!"
"Holy fck, look at his soul rings! I heard he has two soul veins, doesn’t that mean his fourth soul ring is ten-thousand-year? Holy sht!"
Within the Clear Sky Clan, cries of astonishment rose one after another. Everyone looked at Tang San in disbelief. The twin martial souls and the realm of a Soul Emperor stirred up a storm in their hearts. The huge contrast between Tang San’s youth and his strength made many of their hearts tremble, and some even showed fear.
The group of elders who had been watching also had their expressions change. A Soul Emperor in his teens? After that Lin Feng from Spirit Hall, was their Clear Sky Clan also going to produce a monster?!
Could the future of the clan lie here?!
There was hope for the revival of the Clear Sky Clan!!!
Someone transmitted a message, "Second Elder, this child is terrifyingly talented. Why don’t we invite him to a banquet, behead him, and take him in as a dog..."
"Scorching Sun, we are all clansmen, we all have the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. Let’s not resort to violence, let’s not resort to violence."
The Seventh Elder, the Scorching Sun Douluo, also had his eyes wide open, staring at Tang San in disbelief, the shock in his heart beyond words.
Tang Xiao took in everyone’s reactions. "Everyone, disperse. Tang San and the elders will come to the main hall for a discussion."
After discussing the matter of Tang San’s punishment, the elders left one after another. As the Seventh Elder left, he snorted coldly at Tang San.
Inside the main hall, the candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere was heavy.
Tang San sat at the side, looking at Tang Xiao with indifference, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance. Flender and Liu Erlong stood beside him, their expressions complex.
Tang Xiao slowly opened his mouth, his voice carrying a trace of fatigue. "Tang San, do you know how much damage your actions today have caused to the clan? You harmed your fellow clansmen. This is a great taboo!"
Tang San sneered and said nonchalantly, "Damage? They were just stepping stones on my path to godhood. Just have a few more of those bottom-feeders. Clan Master, why are you being so hypocritical? Aren’t you also wary of me in your heart?"
Hearing this, Tang Xiao’s face darkened, but he quickly controlled his emotions.
"Where is my father?" Tang San asked.
"In the back courtyard. You can go see him yourself in a bit," Tang Xiao said slowly, his expression gloomy.
Hearing this, Tang San stood up and gave Tang Xiao a cold look, as if looking at an irrelevant person. "Then I’ll go see him now." After speaking, he turned and left, completely disregarding the feelings of the others present.
"Wait," Tang Xiao suddenly said. "Tang San, tell me, where did you get such a thick killing intent?"
Tang San did not stop, but simply activated his Deathgod Domain.
Tang Xiao’s pupils suddenly shrank. "As I thought... no wonder you grew so fast."
Leaving the main hall, Flender and Liu Erlong walked together on the quiet path leading to the back courtyard. Both of their steps were a bit heavy. Flender tentatively tried to hold Liu Erlong’s hand, but she dodged it.
"Flender, you are a good person."
Flender took a deep breath and sighed, "I will not give up."
Liu Erlong opened her mouth, but in the end, said nothing. Perhaps time can wash everything away.
But in the end, they would not live to see that day. Tang San had already marked them as dead, to be sent as sacrificial offerings for Yu Xiaogang to that world from which they could never return, to find nirvana.