Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor [481] (Patreon)

The noisy sounds rose in the audience like a tide. Many big figures, including Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen, stood up and looked toward the two people in the arena. Many gazed at the three hundred-thousand-year soul rings on Chen Ming with subconscious greed.

After all, hundred-thousand-year soul rings and soul bones are closely linked. If Chen Ming could be captured, not only might the secret to obtaining hundred-thousand-year soul rings be extracted from him, but also his precious hundred-thousand-year soul bones could be taken.

Such enormous benefits were enough for many to risk themselves and their clans, even if it meant being destroyed by Dugu Bo.

But what immediately followed was a muffled groan and an unceremonious suppression of soul power.

Dugu Bo’s ninety-seventh-level soul power burst forth, the deadly threat pressing against the throats of almost everyone present like a sharp blade. Even Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, the two Ultimate Douluo, couldn’t help but turn to size up Dugu Bo carefully, astonishment in their eyes.

In their perception, Dugu Bo seemed to carry an aura similar to that of a divine trial.

Within both of them, the divine senses of the Asura God and Angel God also watched Dugu Bo, understanding his state.

“A mortal advancing on the road to godhood, with one foot already across the threshold.”

In the arena, the Asura God's divine sense controlling Tang San’s body unhesitatingly unleashed Tang San’s skills. The first soul skill of the Soft Bone Rabbit’s hundred-thousand-year torso bone was activated; Tang San’s body vanished in an instant, then suddenly appeared at Chen Ming’s side.

This was an instantaneous movement skill originating from Xiao Wu herself, one of the last life-saving methods she gave Tang San.

Under the control of the Asura God’s divine sense, the Clear Sky Hammer—about the size of a water jar—swung without causing even a wisp of wind. It instantly condensed all of Tang San’s internal power, suppressing even his soul power fluctuations to the minimum, as silent and deadly as an agility-type soul master’s surprise attack.

The massive hammerhead smashed straight toward Chen Ming’s head, attempting to kill him in one blow. But at that moment, an illusory purple dragon soul suddenly opened its mouth, and a beam of white light shot out from the dragon’s head.

“Roar!”

The Purple Radiant Dragon’s soul spewed a white light filled with destructive aura, meeting the Clear Sky Hammer head-on. The so-called world’s number one tool martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, instantly melted away like butter encountering a raging fire, dissolving in the white light.

The battle-hardened Asura God’s divine sense sensed extreme danger and, enduring the pain of the martial soul weapon being destroyed, immediately activated the torso bone’s second soul skill.

“Invincible Golden Body!”

Tang San withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer, shouted, and, under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, directly faced the white light filled with a destructive aura with his body, his hand thrusting straight toward Chen Ming’s chest.

Rule-type skills are the most domineering; even the light from the Purple Radiant Dragon, which could easily annihilate an ordinary titled Douluo, was still forcefully charged through by Tang San.

The Asura God’s divine sense controlling Tang San bent his body, using the momentum to roll hard on the ground. Then, the poison-spined beast's soul bone attached to his back immediately grew out, extending the spine like Bowser, rolling to stab at Chen Ming.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Ming attached the Purple Radiant Dragon’s soul to his sword. The sword, tainted purple by destructive power, stabbed straight at Tang San’s body.

The soul bone of the Purple Radiant Dragon was fused into the Ascending Dragon Sword, further enhancing its base attributes and activating the destructive power in the Golden Dragon bloodline. The soul ring gave Chen Ming two powerful skills.

One was Dragon’s Pride: attack, strength, and speed of the Ascending Dragon Sword increased by 100%, and destructive power by 50%. The other was Absolute Edge: ignores defense, deals true damage, and wounds cannot heal. Chen Ming was using both now.

The divine weapon’s sharpness slashed mercilessly at Tang San; no matter how experienced the Asura God’s divine sense was, it could not bridge such a gap.

The bone spines behind Tang San were shattered by the Ascending Dragon Sword, and then the sword, unstoppable, cut through Tang San’s body—despite the Invincible Golden Body skill—leaving a massive wound. Destructive power surged into Tang San, destroying the core of the hundred-thousand-year torso bone Xiao Wu had sacrificed to him, and the will of destruction poured into his mind through the wound.

If he didn’t resist, Tang San’s soul would be directly struck by this overwhelming destructive force, and turn into an idiot. If he did resist, he would still suffer greatly in his current state.

But for the sake of his future, for the chance to surpass the God-King, the Asura God’s divine sense gritted its teeth and blocked this mental attack for Tang San, twisting madly under the onslaught of destructive power.

The Asura God’s divine sense let out a painful wail in Tang San’s mind as it was tormented and corroded by the destructive power. At this moment, the already mentally tormented Tang San subconsciously imagined Xiao Wu’s soul curled up in pain inside him, looking at him.

[“Third Brother, save me!”]

A voice seemed to ring out in Tang San’s mind—not from Xiao Wu’s soul or the Asura God’s disguise, but from Tang San’s own crazed and tormented thoughts. He was pretending Xiao Wu was calling for help.

With Xiao Wu’s cry, the blood-soaked Tang San lying on the ground used his last strength to raise his head, his eyes bloodshot, panting heavily, and shouted his classic line at Chen Ming:

“You! Are already seeking death.”

This line was not only Tang San’s words but also those of the Asura God’s divine sense.

Looking at this inheritor of the God of Destruction, who had crushed Tang San with overwhelming force, the Asura God’s divine sense felt that the luck of the Douluo World was already impatiently gathering upon the other party.

At this moment, the Asura God’s divine sense in Tang Chen’s mind was being reshaped under the enormous stimulus, while in Bibi Dong’s mind, the Asura God’s divine sense was awakening. But whether in anyone’s mind, the Asura God’s divine sense looked at Chen Ming with deep hatred.

Tang San, defeated like a clown, could not gather luck, could not become the future in people’s hearts, and would forever bear the title of a clown, never again earning heartfelt respect. So even if he took over the two empires, he could not obtain the continent’s luck, and without it, he could not achieve his goal.

Tang San had already been forced to grow too quickly, dramatically lowering his future growth rate and potential. Having also lost Tang Chen’s reserved power and the divine trial, inheriting a god position in the future would take decades of accumulation.

In the end, after paying so much, he still couldn't get what he wanted. It was as if even he, the God-King, had become a ridiculous clown.