Chapter 110 Tang San's Fear! The Forestry Industry is Too Terrifying!
At the same time.
A thousand miles away, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Sect Master Ning Fengzhi listened to the report from the disciple kneeling below, his face grave.
"You mean, Rongrong was mistreated at Shrek Academy?"
"And it's also related to a force that suddenly appeared called the Blue Silver Kingdom?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice was calm, but those who knew him well knew that this was a prelude to his anger.
Ning Rongrong is his precious daughter, the apple of his eye. Anyone who dares to wrong her is an enemy of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Moreover, this so-called Blue Silver Kingdom was able to cover most of the Star Dou Great Forest with a barrier, even trapping Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall, inside.
There must be a great secret hidden within this.
A shrewd glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
On one hand, it was to avenge his beloved daughter Ning Rongrong and seek justice.
On the other hand, he also wanted to take this opportunity to find out the truth about the Blue Silver Kingdom and see what was so special about it.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu."
Ning Fengzhi spoke in a deep voice.
Two figures appeared silently in the main hall.
"metropolitan."
"Please come to Shrek Academy and find out the whole story."
A fierce glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
"If the Blue Silver Kingdom truly goes too far, let them know that the wrath of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not something anyone can withstand!"
"yes!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo disappeared once again.
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Shrek Academy.
When Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong arrived, the entire academy was shaken.
Upon learning the purpose of their visit, Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly lit up with hope.
He immediately went to meet them and exaggerated the "evil deeds" of the Blue Silver Kingdom.
"Your Excellencies, you have come at the perfect time!"
"That Blue Silver Emperor Forestry is arrogant and ruthless. They not only seriously injured my disciple Tang San, but also forcibly kidnapped Erlong!"
Since losing Liu Erlong, Yu Xiao has belatedly realized how important that woman was to her.
He was filled with remorse and thought about getting Liu Erlong back every moment.
In his view, Liu Erlong must have been coerced and was in dire straits, waiting for him to rescue her.
Little did he know that Erlong, whom he longed for, had already completely erased him from his life.
She was overjoyed, preparing to welcome the arrival of her and Lin Ye's first daughter.
Inside a cave in a remote, unnamed mountain forest.
Tang Hao sat cross-legged, his face ashen.
His severed right arm and left leg were enveloped in rings of dense blue light.
That was his only remaining Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone, which was doing its utmost to grow flesh and blood.
"Click...click..."
The sound of bones rubbing and regenerating was particularly jarring in the silent cave.
Large beads of sweat slid down Tang Hao's forehead as he clenched his teeth, enduring this inhuman pain.
Ever since he was crushed by that bastard Lin Ye and fled in a sorry state, he has been hiding here, working day and night to recover from his injuries.
His five spirit rings were destroyed, and his Clear Sky Hammer spirit was severely damaged, causing his strength to plummet to rock bottom.
If it weren't for this piece of soul bone keeping him alive, he would probably have become a cripple long ago.
"forestry..."
Tang Hao squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with unyielding resentment.
He couldn't understand it.
Both are Blue Silver Emperors, so why is that bastard so powerful?
That's not the kind of power a Title Douluo should possess!
That is the power of God!
However, amidst this endless pain and resentment, there was also a glimmer of hope that brought him comfort.
He had sensed through a secret technique that Tang San's aura, though faint, had not dissipated.
Moreover, that aura appeared in an extremely distant place filled with slaughter.
"The Asura God King..."
Tang Hao was panting heavily, a forced, ugly smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"As expected of my son, he has actually won the favor of the gods."
The tension in his heart eased slightly.
As long as Tang San is alive, there is still hope.
At least, I'll still have the face to see Ah Yin in the future.
The thought of Ah Yin transformed the resentment in Tang Hao's eyes into a morbid tenderness and possessiveness.
"Ah Yin, wait for me."
"Once I recover my cultivation, I will bring Xiao San to see you."
A picture was beginning to form in his mind.
He reappeared before Ah Yin with Tang San, who had inherited the position of god.
No matter how much Ah Yin hates herself or resents her incompetence back then, she will definitely soften when she sees such an outstanding son.
Blood ties are something that can never be severed.
By then, she will surely forgive herself.
She will once again throw herself into his arms, nestling against him tenderly as before.
As for that bastard child named Linye...
Tang Hao's eyes turned fierce again.
Once I and my son have attained godhood, I will tear him to pieces and make him pay a thousandfold price for what he has done today!
He firmly believed that Ah Yin would ultimately belong to him.
She was only temporarily deceived.
As long as Tang San is her son, Ah Yin will never be able to completely get rid of herself.
She will eventually compromise.
Tang Hao, lost in his own fantasy, was unaware that the family ties he cherished had long been used as tools for binding and extortion.
...
The City of Slaughter.
Inside the hellish killing field, the stench of blood filled the air.
"die!"
A figure moved with ghostly speed, the Haotian Hammer in his hand flashing by, instantly smashing the opponent's head to pieces.
Red and white things splashed everywhere.
Tang San stood beside the corpse, panting with a blank expression.
His face was splattered with warm blood, making his otherwise handsome features appear eerie and ferocious.
He couldn't remember when he first arrived here.
All he knew was to kill!
Keep killing!
Only killing could make him temporarily forget the deep-seated shame.
Only through killing can he feel the return of his power.
In his mind, the voice of the Asura God King often rang out, guiding him on how to kill more efficiently and how to use every bit of power to its fullest potential.
His soul power is recovering at an alarming rate, even more solid than before.
But whenever the night is deep and quiet, that sense of humiliation will overwhelm him like a tide.
He would uncontrollably recall that day in the Blue Silver Kingdom, the man named Lin Ye.
How did those strange vines manage to absorb all of his soul power, along with his very essence as a man?
He looked down at his reflection in the puddle.
The lines of his face seem to have become much softer than before. Between his brows, there is less of a heroic air and more of an indescribable femininity.
(End of chapter)