Looking at Tang San, who was now filled with killing intent, the Slaughter King felt even more delighted.
Because if this mindset continued to develop, once Tang San left, his revenge against his father, Tang Hao, would be even more brutal!
This grand show couldn't be allowed to end so easily!
Then, just as the Slaughter King was about to leave, the purple light in his eyes flickered strangely once again.
Suddenly, for no apparent reason, he said:
"Tang San, I truly admire and envy the love between you and Xiao Wu. If you want to know how to resurrect Xiao Wu, come find me after you achieve a hundred consecutive victories."
After saying this, the Slaughter King's figure transformed into a blood-red shadow and disappeared.
Hearing this, Tang San's expression changed drastically.
He was about to ask something, but the Slaughter King had already vanished in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the ruined street around him, Tang San, fully aware of his current weakness, could only suppress the restlessness and impatience in his heart. He muttered solemnly:
"Slaughter King... I will achieve a hundred consecutive victories as soon as possible. I hope you're not lying to me. Xiao Wu, wait for me..."
After making this decision, Tang San headed straight for the Hell Killing Arena.
Thus, our Great Buddha Tang was back in action!
This time, he would fight to resurrect his beloved Xiao Wu!
Meanwhile, unlike the battle-ready Tang San, Tang Hao's situation was far worse.
After leaving the City of Slaughter, Tang Hao found a quiet forest and collapsed on the ground.
He endured the intense pain radiating throughout his body.
Then, one by one, he pulled out the steel needles that had pierced his thigh!
With each needle he removed, blood continued to flow from his leg, soaking the Blue Silver Grass on the ground.
After removing the needles, Tang Hao used nearby herbs to stop the bleeding.
He then used the dozen or so steel needles to stabilize his left leg, preventing it from completely breaking off!
By the time Tang Hao finished treating his injuries, it was already late at night.
Finally, severely injured and overwhelmed by the endless fatigue coursing through his body, Tang Hao fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't wake up until the morning of the third day, his face pale, lips cracked, and body weak.
Fortunately, this forest didn't have any powerful beasts, bandits, or fallen spirit masters.
Only soft-boned rabbits and some harmless deer-like creatures lived here.
This allowed Tang Hao to sleep peacefully for two days!
When he finally woke up, Tang Hao ate the insects and spiders that had crawled onto his body, barely regaining some strength. Then, dragging his exhausted body, he began searching for a suitable hiding place.
But now, he was lost. Where should he go next?
His son, under the Slaughter King's influence, had turned against him. He was severely injured. Where could he go now?
Should he return to the clan for help? Or continue to trouble Yuehua?
Meanwhile, after briefly explaining to Dugu Bo what he had been doing over the past year, Xiao Yu left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and flew toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.
Soon, Xiao Yu returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.
As soon as he arrived, Yu Yuanzhen personally came out to greet him.
"Good lad, you've finally returned! I thought you'd be lost in the gentle embrace forever!"
Yu Yuanzhen was well aware of Xiao Yu's harem.
While he was envious, he also worried that Xiao Yu might lose himself in it.
But now, it seemed Xiao Yu had maintained his rationality!
"Clan Leader, you make it sound like the gentle embrace is all that matters. But strength is the foundation of everything! Without strength, even if I had a harem, it would eventually become someone else's!"
Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen laughed.
"Good, good! At such a young age, you already have such insight. Since you know that strength is the foundation, let me see how strong you've become!"
With that, Yu Yuanzhen immediately activated his spirit.
Nine soul rings appeared beneath him.
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Now fully transformed into his dragon form, Yu Yuanzhen spoke in a deep voice.
At the same time, his ninth soul ring began to glow!
"Ninth Soul Skill: True Dragon's Wrath, Shaking the Heavens!"
Yu Yuanzhen had already guessed that he was no longer a match for Xiao Yu, so he went all out from the start, with no intention of testing the waters.
Faced with this clan leader who was so eager to test his strength, Xiao Yu could only smile wryly.
Then, in a calm tone, he said:
"Clan Leader, go ahead and attack. If I move even a step, I'll consider it a loss."
Such was the confidence of someone with a semi-divine body.
Hearing Xiao Yu's bold words, Yu Yuanzhen was shocked.
Was Xiao Yu really this confident now?
But considering Xiao Yu's strength, Yu Yuanzhen chose to believe him and held nothing back.
He immediately unleashed his ninth soul skill and charged at Xiao Yu.
Soon, nine thunder dragons crackling with blue lightning flew toward Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu, however, stood there calmly, watching as the nine thunder dragons struck him.
In an instant, as the thunder dragons collided with Xiao Yu, a deafening roar echoed throughout the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family's territory.
The thick white clouds in the sky were blown apart by the explosion, revealing the blue sky above.
Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family's grounds, Yu Luomian and several other Soul Sage-level elders quickly activated their spirit avatars to protect the clan from the aftermath of the clan leader's attack.
"Sigh, this clan leader... Why couldn't he go to the Dragon Valley to fight? Why here, above the clan? And he clearly can't beat Xiao Yu anymore, so why bother showing off?!"
Yu Luomian muttered to himself as he watched the blue explosion in the sky.
Above, Yu Yuanzhen looked down at the area where the thunder dragons had exploded.
He could clearly sense that his soul skill had hit Xiao Yu, and his eyes were filled with seriousness.
Xiao Yu had been so confident, daring to block his ninth soul skill with his bare body. He should be fine, right?
Finally, as the thunder dragons dissipated, Xiao Yu's figure slowly reappeared.
He was still standing in the same spot, his expression unchanged.
It was as if the explosion, which had been like a nuclear bomb, was nothing more than a firecracker to him, unable to cause any harm.
Looking at Xiao Yu, whose aura hadn't even wavered, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer contain his shock and satisfaction.
Xiao Yu had actually blocked his strongest attack with just his physical body.