69novels Chapter 454: Expel all the people of the Sun Moon Empire; Tang 3: Sooner or later, use Long Xiaoyao
Chapter 454: Expel all the people of the Sun Moon Empire; Tang 3: Sooner or later, use Long Xiaoyao
Chapter 454: Expel all the people of the Sun Moon Empire; Tang San: Sooner or later, I'll use Long Xiaoyao as a sacrifice.
"The more muddy the water becomes, the better it will be for us to take advantage of the chaos to carry out our next move. It's just a pity that Mu Bai, as a core pillar of the Star Luo War God Temple, cannot easily leave the Star Luo Empire."
"In that case, Father, please find a way to persuade Fatty to return to the martial world. With Fatty's current restored cultivation level, he would be the most suitable person to take charge of Shrek Academy after Yun Ming's death."
As he finished speaking, Tang San let out a soft sigh.
"It's a pity that my cultivation is still shallow, and I can't communicate with you, Father, for too long. I will also speed up my preparations on my side. I hope that when we meet again, Father, you can put aside your sentimentality and make a decision sooner."
After listening to Tang San's methodical arrangements, Tang Hao said in a flustered manner, "Sigh—then let's do as you say, Little San."
After receiving Tang Hao's somewhat reluctant reply, Tang San didn't say anything more.
As a burst of blood-red light appeared on his body, he instantly transformed into a phantom blood shadow, shrinking back into the Asura Godhead beside him and disappearing without a trace.
In the entire space, only the Asura Godhead, which appeared even more eerie than before, remained, still emitting an unsettling, eerie blood-red light.
Seeing this, Tang Hao let out another heavy sigh, a sense of bewilderment appearing in his heart for the first time.
"Ah Yin, what should I do? Xiao San—he's really changed. He's changed so much that I hardly recognize him anymore."
Tang Hao doesn't consider himself the kind of good person who does good deeds, but he's definitely not an irredeemable villain either.
If forced to do so, Tang Hao wouldn't even blink an eye at the cost of sacrificing the lives of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of innocent people.
The fact that the number of people affected suddenly escalated to the terrifying level of tens of millions, causing such widespread suffering, deeply moved even him, not to mention that there were no means of remedial action afterward.
In the vast, colorful space, after a long while, only Tang Hao's bewildered sigh remained.
Looking around, all one could see was a glaring color, like thick, sticky blood.
A strong stench of blood filled the air, and one could almost hear the incessant, mournful howls.
In the center of the pool of blood, which was as thick as mud, a hand suddenly emerged.
Then, Tang San slowly got up, revealing a sickly look of being completely absorbed in the moment.
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But as the wails in his ears grew louder and louder, Tang San's brows furrowed suddenly, and he said coldly, "To be able to merge with me, to become a part of my power, and to follow me to regain the throne of God King in the future, is an honor that you have earned through a hundred lifetimes!"
How dare they make such a racket? They're incredibly rude! Do they really think I'm some kind of soft-hearted saint?
As he finished speaking, the trident within his spiritual sea, already stained crimson with blood, began to churn violently.
The already blood-red sea of spirit was suddenly engulfed in a raging torrent. The impurities brought in with the devouring were completely reduced to ashes under the further dissolving and suppression of the trident.
The previously noisy and disturbing screams suddenly stopped.
Practicing these secret methods of the Holy Spirit Sect can undoubtedly increase one's strength at an extremely rapid pace.
Otherwise, Tang San would not have been able to condense a spiritual core at the Soul Saint stage, a field he was not particularly good at: spiritual power cultivation.
However, the side effects of this quick method are also extremely obvious. The resentment will constantly erode the cultivator's soul, causing a drastic change in temperament at best, and at worst, the cultivator will lose their reason and become a demon who only knows how to kill.
If it weren't for the trident suppressing Tang San in his spiritual sea, he wouldn't have dared to easily attempt this secret technique related to the soul.
Fortunately, he withstood the pressure and not only successfully condensed a spiritual core, but more importantly, he reconnected with the Asura Godhead left over from the original universe.
Now that everything is ready, all that's left is to find a suitable time to launch the plan so that he can return to his homeland and reclaim everything that belongs to him!
As Tang San was filled with emotion, the crimson aura surrounding the trident, after purifying the wronged souls it had absorbed, intensified, almost completely obscuring the original sacred golden light.
After a moment of excitement, Tang San calmed down and pondered to himself.
"I'm sure that when we meet again, my father will understand my good intentions and agree to start that plan. As for me, it will probably still be difficult to carry out a blood sacrifice of tens of millions of people."
Regardless, the Holy Spirit Cult and the high-ranking officials of the Sun Moon Empire are currently in a somewhat ambiguous cooperative relationship.
Normally, if the Holy Spirit Cult were to conduct small-scale blood sacrifices in remote areas to enhance the cultivation of its evil spirit masters, the Sun Moon Empire's officials would mostly turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it.
However, if a massive blood sacrifice involving tens of millions of people were to occur in the Sun Moon Empire, it would be tantamount to undermining the very foundation of the Sun Moon Empire.
Even if the Sun Moon Empire wanted to protect them, it would likely be powerless, and might even choose to break ties with the Holy Spirit Church prematurely.
As for targeting the people of the Douluo Three Kingdoms with blood sacrifice, Tang San didn't even consider it.
After all, the people of the Douluo Three Kingdoms are the undisputed legitimate bloodline of the Douluo Continent.
The people of the Sun and Moon Empire are nothing more than a group of despicable aliens from another continent who only know how to play tricks and gimmicks.
If it weren't for the development of this damned soul tool that disrupted the original order, his Tang Sect wouldn't have declined to this state.
Later on, he even had to hold his nose and watch as the Tang Clan followed the trend and played with soul tools.
This is an absolute disgrace.
One day, when he returns to his peak, he will completely expel everyone from the Sun Moon Empire from the Douluo Continent, leaving not a single one behind!
"Fortunately, it's not entirely impossible to accomplish."
A crazed light began to flash in Tang San's eyes.
"Back then, Huo Yuhao's unintentional explosion in Mingdu directly led to a bountiful harvest for the Holy Spirit Cult, which had been lying in wait, and also enabled Ye Xishui's Death Tower to be fully completed."
I might as well follow suit, using the modified Blood River God-Slaying Array as bait to lure the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult into a trap willingly. Who knows, with the encouragement of these evil soul masters, even more unexpected surprises might come.
But this matter must not be allowed to be discovered by that old bastard Long Xiaoyao beforehand, otherwise that guy will definitely find a way to get rid of me again.
Thinking of that old bastard Long Xiaoyao, Tang San felt an even stronger urge to grind his teeth in hatred.
After Zhang Peng captured him as a holy son and brought him back to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, his compatibility with the Holy Spirit Cult's various secret techniques was frighteningly high. Not to mention the existence of the trident, he was completely unaffected by the negative effects of the secret techniques.
As a result, that old bastard was actually afraid that one day he would break free from the control of the Holy Spirit Cult and even turn around and wreak havoc on the mainland, thus violating his so-called bottom line.
They even hypocritically used the guise of justice to try and eliminate me.
As the chief deity of the Holy Spirit Cult, Long Xiaoyao's audacious talk of justice is utterly ridiculous.
If Ye Xishui hadn't realized her own worth and secretly been wary of Long Xiaoyao, he probably would have lost his life that time.
Once he successfully establishes the connection between the two universes, reclaims the power of the Asura Godhead, and reshapes his God-King body, he will undoubtedly use that old bastard's blood as a sacrifice for his flag!
But soon, Tang San's brows furrowed tightly again.
"That Titan, who was sent by the one above to monitor my every move, is not someone to be fooled."
The Blood River God-Slaying Array is not a product of the Douluo Continent's native energy. If it is used rashly and he discovers it, it could create many unnecessary complications.
Just like Huo Yuhao's seemingly well-intentioned "reminder" to him, the one in the God Realm must have already noticed him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to arrange for Titan to disguise his identity and infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult.
Even now, Titan is thriving in the cult, and is almost becoming a vice leader on par with Feng Ling.
With that thought in mind, Tang San no longer hesitated and walked slowly towards the outside of the blood pool with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Regardless of the circumstances, the most urgent matter at hand is to find Ye Xishui to discuss the blood sacrifice.
Tang San was confident that with his extraordinary wisdom, he would be able to persuade Ye Xishui.
Not long ago, Niu Tian, sitting alone in the main hall of the Haotian Sect, was drinking alone and feeling a deep sense of loneliness, like that of a lonely old man.
Titan, a good brother, was sent by Tang San to the Holy Spirit Cult to secretly monitor the chosen one who would determine the future of Douluo Continent.
To avoid arousing suspicion from those evil soul masters, Titan often wouldn't be able to return to the Clear Sky Sect to see himself for months at a time.
And Dong'er, who has always been cherished and pampered by them, is now even refusing to return to the Haotian Sect during the academy's holidays.
The pretext was that he wanted to stay in the academy to cultivate and improve his strength, so that he could show Huo Yuhao an amazing result after he finished his business.
The thought of Huo Yuhao, who had stolen the soul of his beloved goddaughter, made Niu Tian's teeth ache.
Frustrated, he picked up the wine bowl in front of him, tilted his head back, and gulped it down, only to find his mouth filled with indescribable bitterness, unable to taste any flavor at all.
Niu Tian was about to pour himself another bowl of wine, to indulge in a little more melancholy and reminisce about the carefree and beautiful times he once had, when his previously slightly dejected expression suddenly tightened.
Ripples appeared in the previously calm space, and a deep, rhythmic sound, like the swirling of ocean waves, suddenly emerged.
It's obvious that Tang San's consciousness must have sneaked down to the mortal realm again.
Not long after, Tang San's warm and gentle voice, like a spring breeze, rang in Niu Tian's ears.
"Seeing my brother drowning his sorrows in alcohol like this, it's truly lonely for him to be alone in the Haotian Sect."
Fortunately, the things I've been busy with are finally coming to an end, and I expect to see satisfactory results soon.
Niu Tian naturally knew what Tang San was referring to in his words.
But he couldn't understand why Tang San, who was perfectly capable of being a God King, would suddenly decide to pass on the position of the Asura God.
As for the excuse Tang San used to fob them off, he said he was really tired of the endless complicated matters of the God Realm Committee and just wanted to get away from the vortex of power so that he could have time to spend with Sister Xiao Wu and live the life of a divine couple.
Niu Tian didn't believe a single word of this nonsense.
If he really wanted to live a carefree life as he said, he could simply hand over control of the central authority of the divine realm to another god-king.
Not to mention that he went to great lengths to have them keep a close eye on the chosen one of destiny in the Douluo Continent. Tang San's actions clearly had his own ulterior motives.
But he was powerless to stop anything. At this moment, Niu Tian could only tentatively ask in a muffled voice, "Tang San, when the Divine Trial Grounds fall into the Douluo Plane, do you need me to go and guard it for you?"
"There's no need for you to worry about that, brother. I have other plans for the Divine Trial Grounds."
Tang San's voice sounded noticeably unnatural.
He went to great lengths, using the pretext of inheriting the position of the Asura God, to bring the Divine Trial Ground to the Douluo Continent in a plausible way; naturally, he had ulterior motives.
The Land of Divine Examination serves as a special intermediate zone connecting the lower realms and the divine realm. Most importantly, it is entirely under his personal control.
This was enough for him to bypass the God of Destruction's surveillance and secretly do more things that couldn't be done openly.
At that time, he can use the unique space of the Divine Trial Land as the best cover and shield to conceal the various abnormal signs that he has caused the Abyss to invade Douluo Continent.
These past few days, Tang San has been busy running around the God Realm, not only to deal with the God Realm Committee, but especially the investigation by the God of Destruction who has been relentlessly pursuing him.
More importantly, he is gradually leading the abyss into the vicinity of the Douluo plane.
Presumably, once the Divine Trial Land successfully lands in the Douluo Plane, he can officially begin to open the descent passage connecting the Abyss to the Douluo Plane.
Thinking of this, Tang San's tone involuntarily became a bit lighter.
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot to tell you something important, brother. When the Divine Trial Grounds descend upon Douluo Continent, you must personally take Wu Tong to the Divine Trial Grounds to participate in the Divine Trial."
If that girl is stubborn and doesn't want to go, you have to take her there by force, even if you have to tie her up. Only after we get to the Land of Divine Trials can I restore her memories of her past life in the divine realm.
This also concerns whether Wu Tong can successfully become a first-level deity in the future, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.
As he spoke, Tang San's tone became increasingly solemn.
"Brother, I'll be frank with you now. The reason I've gone to so much trouble to make so many arrangements is all for the sake of Wu Tong's future foothold in the God Realm."
Otherwise, given her lazy nature, which she learned from Xiao Wu, it's uncertain whether she will be able to attain a divine position in the future.
Oh, right, there's also the matter of those two chosen ones.
As for the chosen one who represents the dark side of the plane, I'm not too worried, since he's still within the Holy Spirit Cult and has been under close surveillance by Erming.
But where did that chosen one, representing the positive aspects of this plane, go?
The more Tang San spoke, the more a shadow fell over his heart, and a sense of anxiety about things slipping out of his control began to spread through him.
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