Tang San was enraged, furious, and absolutely livid.
So this kid was using him as a whetstone for combat practice?
"Good kid! You actually used to hone your combat awareness!" Tang San sent Huo Yuhao flying back with a blow and roared angrily.
"Oh, did I?" Huo Yuhao imdiately put on an innocent look.
Tang San's face was as grim as water. In dealing with Huo Yuhao, he naturally wouldn't hold back. However, the latter had withstood all his attacks with his ridiculously high-year soul skills. By the ti he had finally figured out the flaws in this kid's soul skills, the latter had already started using another high-year soul skill in a new way.
Is he bullying for not having a fierce beast soul ring?
Tang San finally knew why Huo Yuhao could possess combat power comparable to a true god.
Putting aside that inexplicable spiritual power, the Sea God Tang San who had taken over his body didn't even have a single ten-thousand-year black soul ring, yet he was already hailed as a legend of the Douluo Continent. But this kid didn't even have a single red hundred-thousand-year soul ring!
Where did he slaughter those fierce beasts? What an animal...
He, Tang San, wanted them too!
Why, this kid has slaughtered so many fierce beasts in Star Dou, yet those fierce beasts are still so close to him? Could it be that all soul beasts are masochists?
Tang San naturally wouldn't know about the soul spirit system that Huo Yuhao and Electrolux had created. Besides, the concept of soul spirits still needed to be perfected. Otherwise, looking at the Spirit Pagoda in the Dragon King era, it was hard to say whether this thing could truly benefit humans and soul beasts.
Therefore, Huo Yuhao had not made it public. Another reason was that his current identity was a bit awkward. The world would rather believe the hypocritical Shrek than him, a Demon King who was a scourge to the world.
At the sa ti, Tang San also confird one thing: the weapon in Huo Yuhao's hand was definitely a genuine divine tool.
As the clashes between the two sides continued to escalate, his Sea King's Trident had already developed many cracks. He would even rather use the Clear Sky Hamr to clash head-on with that blade. If the Clear Sky Hamr martial soul was damaged, it could be quickly repaired through recuperation. But this trident was different. Just the Deep Sea Silver Mother used to forge it was extrely difficult to find in high quality on the continent.
This Huo Yuhao was practically a walking treasure trove!
The more Tang San thought about it, the more unfair it felt. Why?
No one could answer the question in his heart. At this point, he had almost used all his trump cards, but he still couldn't get rid of Huo Yuhao.
A dignified true god, yet he couldn't get rid of a re Soul Emperor. Who would believe this?
"Holy Son, although this will greatly prolong the ti it takes for to beco a god, your body is a treasure that my cult is determined to obtain." Tang San looked at Huo Yuhao grimly and said suddenly.
Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. Another one coveting his body? However, this guy's soul skills were almost a one-to-one copy of the Sea God Tang San, and the Sea God Tang San's soul skills had been studied to death by countless descendants over the past ten thousand years. He was naturally no exception. So what exactly was Tang San going to use to win against him?
"You, whose spiritual power has reached such a level, should know very well that the spiritual power realm is different from the actual cultivation realm. Although you can cross the Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, and Titled Douluo levels to fight with , whose soul strength has reached the true god level, you are ultimately limited by your cultivation thods." Tang San spread his hands, a strange smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Whether it's you or , neither of us even has a single soul core..."
"What do you an? What are you trying to say?" Huo Yuhao was puzzled, but he did not relax his vigilance against Tang San in the slightest. So lessons only needed to be learned once.
"You and I both possess peak combat power in the current world by relying on heterodox thods, but in the end, we are not truly powerful. You do not have the soul power cultivation to match your spiritual power, and I do not have a body that can accommodate this soul of mine." Tang San said with a smile.
"If you're trying to persuade to gift my physical body to you, then you're purely daydreaming." Huo Yuhao said with a cold sneer.
"I know. It's not that easy to snatch your body. Besides, in the current world, there is no Ultimate Douluo who can accommodate this true god-level soul of mine." Tang San nodded noncommittally.
"However, after the battle in Dragon City, I found that the church has underestimated you all these years. So I have no choice but to use the Holy Spirit Cult's supre treasure that has been in my collection for many years."
As Tang San spoke, he enveloped his entire body with the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud. The storage ring on his fingertip flashed, and a not-too-tall coffin suddenly appeared on the ground.
What's in there? Huo Yuhao tried to use his spiritual power to penetrate the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud to find out. But this level-nine soul tool had an extrely strong spiritual resistance, making it impossible to enter. Otherwise, this soul of Tang San would have long been crippled by Huo Yuhao's Soul Strip.
"Did you know that ten thousand years ago, Spirit Hall once dispatched two thousand soul masters to an island in an attempt to recruit the soul masters there, but it was a one-way trip? Less than a hundred people managed to co back alive, and two Titled Douluo were lost there. That enemy territory was called Devil's Island by Spirit Hall. But with the developnt of soul tool technology, people gradually ca to know its real na, which is the Sea God Island where the Sea God Tang San obtained his godhood ten thousand years ago."
"I guessed it. The golden trident in your hand must have received the baptism of the Sea God's Light on Sea God Island to have evolved to its current extent, right?" A bad premonition faintly rose in Huo Yuhao's heart, but he couldn't say for sure what this premonition was pointing to.
The problem most likely lay with that coffin. Could it be the previous generation's Sea God, Poseidon, inside? It couldn't be the Sea God Tang San, could it?
Just as Huo Yuhao's thoughts were running wild, Tang San struck the coffin lid with his palm, shattering it and revealing the figure inside.
At this mont, not only was Huo Yuhao shocked, but even the several existences in his spiritual sea had a drastic change in their expressions.
How could it be her?
Ten thousand years had passed, but she was still as stunningly beautiful as ever. Noble, elegant, and serene, all sorts of beautiful words could be used to describe this woman. Although she was no longer young when she fell, the traces of ti did not seem to have been left on her.
A wisp of her remnant divine sense had once been parasitic in the statue of a god's inheritance, buried deep underground. It wasn't until later that she t that young man and placed all her hopes on him.
"Your Majesty?"
The Skydream Iceworm, the Ice Empress, and the Ten Thousand Demon King all cried out in surprise at the sa ti.
Huo Yuhao had never expected that the precious secret treasure that the Holy Spirit Cult had collected for many years would actually be the forr last Pope of Spirit Hall, the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong!
"Hand her over!" Huo Yuhao attacked in a rage. A hundred-zhang wood golem rose from the ground, a ferocious wood dragon coiled around its body, and lightning flickered all over it. He himself held the Emperor Lotus Ice Wheel Blade, and shot towards Tang San like a teor.
"As expected, the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong's divine sense that was trapped in the statue left with you." The corner of Tang San's mouth lifted slightly. He controlled the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud to resist Huo Yuhao's attack.
"You can't take her corpse back, and I will beco a true god with the help of her body."
"At that ti, I will be the Rakshasa God, Tang San."
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