Chapter 320 Tang San is possessed, Xiao Xuan's remnant soul descends perfectly!
Tang San stopped and gasped for breath.
His left hand gripped a hammer tightly, but the once dark and heavy Haotian Hammer had completely changed its appearance.
The hammer was covered with dark red barbs, and with each pulsation, it would draw wisps of viscous dark matter from the surrounding air and integrate it into the hammer.
That is the corrupt law of another realm.
Tang San wandered around this wasteland for a long time.
Not only did he not die from the harsh environment of this foreign land, but his unique twin martial soul physique actually thrived in this darkness.
His Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul has undergone a complete mutation after absorbing the dark matter from another realm.
The once vibrant blue vines have now transformed into dark, venomous vines.
"Those lofty immortal kings, and the self-proclaimed righteous Primordial Immortal Court."
Tang San raised his head, and his once clear eyes had now turned into a terrifying pure black, without a trace of white in them.
"You look down on me; you think I'm just an ant from the lower realm."
At this point, Tang San's lips curled into a sickly smile, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Then, he swung his dark Haotian Hammer and slammed it heavily onto a huge skeleton in front of him that emitted a faint, luminous white glow.
Those were the remains of a cultivator from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who died in a foreign land during the ancient Immortal War.
"Bang!"
The remains were smashed to pieces.
Tang San stepped forward, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath.
The sliver of primordial power remaining in the remains was forcibly absorbed into his body, transforming into nourishment for his dark martial soul.
"Jiang Chen..."
Tang San gritted his teeth as he chewed on the name, the resentment in his eyes almost solidifying.
He suffered the humiliation of being ignored outside the Imperial Pass, and Xiao Wu was captured and disappeared without a trace.
All the hatred was amplified countless times under the catalysis of the dark matter of this foreign land.
"You just wait."
"The laws of this foreign land are the most suitable supreme path for me, Tang San!"
Just then, the black mist in front of Tang San suddenly began to churn violently.
A terrifying wave that made Tang San's soul tremble slowly emanated from the depths of the mist.
Tang San was startled, but he did not retreat. Instead, he gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, a greedy glint in his eyes.
As the mist gradually dissipated, a dilapidated black altar appeared faintly at the edge of the wasteland.
In the center of the altar, a broken black spear was stuck diagonally.
The spear was not rusted, but rather exuded a terrifying killing intent that seemed capable of piercing through the long river of time and causing all things to wither.
A drop of dark golden blood, not yet dried, slowly slid down the tip of the spear.
Around the altar, countless skeletons of alien creatures knelt, as if worshipping some supreme glory.
"That is..."
Tang San swallowed hard.
He could sense that the aura emanating from that broken spear was even more terrifying than that of the alien prodigy named He Wushuang he had seen outside the Imperial Pass!
Are those fragments of the Immortal King's remaining weapon?
At this thought, Tang San's heart began to pound wildly.
He dropped the half-bones in his hand and, like a fanatical pilgrim, dragged his unsteady steps toward the dilapidated black altar.
"This is my destiny."
"The supreme power of foreign lands will eventually be put to my use."
Tang San stretched out his hand, which was covered with black demonic patterns, and slowly reached out to grab the broken black spear.
Just as Tang San's hand, covered in black demonic patterns, grasped the broken spear in half...
"Buzz!"
A dark ripple, almost tangible, suddenly spread out along the spear.
The drop of dark golden blood, which had not yet dried, seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into thousands of fine black threads that burrowed directly into Tang San's skin along his fingers.
"Aaaaaah!"
Tang San raised his head and let out a shrill, inhuman scream.
His body convulsed violently in mid-air.
The black threads that had burrowed into his body were like a swarm of hungry locusts, frantically devouring and reshaping his bones and meridians.
His prized Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul was uncontrollably released from behind.
The once crystal-clear, vibrant blue vines withered and rotted instantly upon contact with the dark golden blood.
Then, from the center of the rotting vines, strange tentacles emerged, jet black, covered in barbs, and oozing a foul-smelling slime.
This is no longer a martial spirit, but a dark monster parasitizing his body!
...
Douluo Continent, God Realm Committee.
The hall was completely silent.
The main gods stared blankly at the scene in the sky. Instead of being happy that Tang San had gained power, they felt a chill run down their spines.
The sea god leaned back on his throne, gripping the armrests tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.
He was once the god who had the highest hopes for Tang San, and even intended to pass on the position of Sea God to this young man from the lower realm.
But at this moment, looking at the monster in the picture that was already wrapped in black tentacles and exuded an aura of corruption and destruction, the sea god's eyes were filled with deep fear.
"Something's not right..."
Poseidon swallowed hard, his voice trembling involuntarily.
"That wasn't some kind of fortuitous opportunity or inheritance at all!"
"That alien dark substance is too domineering."
"It's not giving Tang San power at all, it's... assimilating him!"
The goddess of life beside her was even paler, clutching her chest as if she were about to vomit.
She represents the life essence of the Douluo God Realm and is most sensitive to that pure aura of depravity.
"The sea god is right."
The Goddess of Life suppressed her discomfort and focused her gaze on the writhing black tentacles behind Tang San.
"That's the Blue Silver Emperor, originally the most vibrant plant-type martial soul on the Douluo Continent."
"But now, the life essence within it has been completely obliterated."
"In its place is a malevolent mind that only knows how to devour and destroy."
The goddess of life raised her head, looked around at the surrounding deities, and spoke with a deep chill in her voice.
"Tang San's soul has already been corrupted by that drop of blood."
"He thought he was controlling the darkness, but in reality, he was just a vessel for the remnant will of the spear's owner, a puppet manipulated by the darkness!"
Upon hearing the analysis of the Goddess of Life, the Wind God, the Water God, and the others all gasped in shock.
They recalled the image of Xiao Yan from the Dou Qi Continent that had appeared on the light screen earlier.
Although Xiao Yan was weak, he was thrown into the Dragon Transformation Pool, which was like a purgatory, and suffered excruciating pain.
But Xiao Yan's eyes remained clear. His will was constantly tempered and sublimated in pain. It was the righteous path of cultivation, the supreme method to defy fate.
But what about Tang San?
He is actively giving up his soul!
It's begging for mercy from pure evil!
"This madman..."
Poseidon gritted his teeth, a deep sense of dread flashing in his eyes.
"In order to take revenge on the Primordial Celestial Court, and for that twisted vanity, he even abandoned himself."
"Have you ever thought about this...?"
Poseidon's gaze swept over every deity present, his voice kept extremely low, as if afraid of waking some nightmare.
"If Tang San truly obtained that terrifying dark power in the alien realm, one day he might emerge from that portal of light and return to Douluo Continent..."
Who will be the first one he devours?
Upon hearing this, the temperature within the entire Divine Realm Committee instantly plummeted to freezing.
A terrifying image involuntarily surfaced in the minds of all the gods.
A monster covered in black tentacles and exuding a dark aura descended upon the realm of gods, treating them, these so-called deities, as nourishment, devouring them alive one by one.
"He won't be coming back, the portal has already closed..." a second-level deity said to himself, his voice trembling.
But no one agreed.
Because they all knew in their hearts that if that power, which transcends all the heavens and myriad realms, truly wanted to cross realms, how could a single door possibly stop it?
Tang San, the genius who was once highly anticipated by the Douluo Continent.
At this moment, in the eyes of the gods, it has become a calamity even more terrifying than the Primordial Celestial Court.
...
at the same time.
Dou Qi Continent, Central Plains, Soul Realm.
Endless black mist churned in the sky above the Soul Realm, where resentment and death energy intertwined as if they were tangible.
The Soul Emperor sat on a throne made of thousands of white bones.
His gaze was also firmly fixed on the alien scene where Tang San was on the light screen.
This is completely different from the fear and rejection felt by the gods in the Douluo God Realm.
On the pale, effeminate face of the Soul Emperor, an uncontrollable fervor was now surging!
"Hehehehe..."
A chilling laugh emanated from deep within the Soul Emperor's throat, echoing throughout the empty Bone Palace.
"Such domineering power! Such pure essence!"
The Soul Emperor suddenly stood up, his wide black robe fluttering without wind, and terrifying battle aura belonging to the late stage of the Nine-Star Battle Saint surged wildly around him.
He did panic for a moment when he saw Yao Lao come back to life and step into the Dou Di realm on the spot.
He plotted for a thousand years, even launching the Central Plains War, and collecting the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade from all directions, all for the sake of one day breaking free from his shackles and achieving the body of a Dou Di (Battle Emperor).
But now, that Primordial Immortal Lord named Jiang Chen, with just a casual flick of his finger, turned his thousand-year plan into a complete joke!
Xiao Yan was accepted as a disciple, and Medusa was also chosen.
When these people return from their training in the Celestial Court, let alone the fact that Hun Tiandi hasn't become a Dou Di yet, even if he really swallowed that Emperor-grade embryonic pill, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand being crushed by even a finger in front of those Celestial Kings and True Immortals' successors.
His soul clan and his ambitions seem destined to vanish like bubbles.
But there's always a way out!
Tang San's encounter in the alien realm was like a black lightning bolt, directly cleaving through the gloom in the heart of the Soul Emperor.
"How pure the darkness is..."
"This is the most perfect path in the world!"
The Soul Clan are experts at manipulating souls and devouring life force.
The cultivation system of the entire Soul Realm is, in essence, somewhat similar to the dark matter of that other realm.
However, the cultivation techniques in the Dou Qi Continent are too rudimentary.
"That kid named Tang San is such a waste of talent."
The Soul Emperor looked at Tang San, who was convulsing in pain on the light screen, and a look of undisguised contempt curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Possessing such a unique dark origin, yet suffering such pain due to the last bit of remaining will, unable to even protect his own soul, he deserves to be reduced to a puppet."
The Soul Emperor stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his chapped lips.
"If I were sent to that foreign land..."
"If I were to grasp that broken spear!"
The Soul Emperor suddenly spread his arms wide, as if to embrace the endless black mist.
"I don't care about the distinction between good and evil, nor do I care about depravity or corruption!"
"As long as I can be granted power surpassing that of a Dou Di, as long as I can trample all things in this world under my feet, what is mere darkness?"
"I, your Lord, am willing to transform into eternal night, to become the most devout believer in this foreign land!"
The Soul Emperor's voice echoed in the hall, revealing a desperate, mad gamble.
He longed to go so much.
Even knowing it was an abyss, as long as there was immense power hidden at the bottom, he would dare to jump down without hesitation!
Just as the Soul Emperor's crazy declaration was uttered...
The light curtain above the sky also suddenly experienced a violent tremor.
"Buzz!"
The vast golden sound of the Great Dao completely ignored the barriers of space and resounded in the minds of every living being on the Dou Qi Continent and the Douluo Continent.
The image on the light screen disappeared instantly.
Lines of dazzling golden characters slowly appeared between heaven and earth.
[Given that explorers Xiao Yan and Medusa have successfully survived in the Perfect World.]
[Furthermore, it successfully established a deep causal relationship with the supreme lineage, triggering a hidden milestone in a higher-dimensional world.]
[Exploration privileges in the Dou Qi Continent have been significantly increased immediately!]
Three more exploration slots have been added, and selections are currently underway...
Upon seeing these lines, the entire Dou Qi Continent instantly went into a frenzy.
Three more spots have been added?
Everyone had witnessed Xiao Yan and Medusa's previous experiences.
One was forced to endure the excruciating pain of being sliced to pieces at the Dragon Transformation Pool, while the other was nearly crushed to death by the gravity of space.
Although the opportunity was extraordinary, the constant danger of losing one's soul at any moment deterred countless powerful individuals.
The Soul Emperor's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the light screen, his mind screaming wildly:
"Choose me! Send me to that alien land filled with black matter!"
Golden light danced rapidly on the screen, as if it were moving along the lines of fate for countless living beings.
In just two or three breaths.
Three names, radiating a dazzling halo, slowly froze in the center of the light screen.
[The Heavenly Tomb, the remnant soul of Xiao Xuan.]
[Canaan Academy, Zi Yan.]
[Grand Elder of the Celestial Phoenix Clan.]
The moment the name was frozen in time, three golden beams of light, almost tangible, descended directly from the heavens.
It accurately pinpointed three different locations.
...
Zhongzhou, the third level of the Heavenly Tomb.
Xiao Xuan, who was standing on the top of a lonely peak, lamenting that he was a frog in a well, suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.
A golden light had completely enveloped his illusory body.
(End of chapter)