Tang Hao, a Cripple; Return to Demon City
Tang Hao fell from midair and slammed into the ground.
He struggled to get up, but he had barely pushed himself halfway off the ground when Feng Xiu walked up and planted a foot on his chest.
"Pfft!"
"Clear Sky Douluo."
Feng Xiu looked down at him, his tone indifferent.
"I never intended to touch you, but you jumped out on your own. You have no one to blame but yourself."
Feng Xiu pressed down a little harder. With a crack, three of Tang Hao's ribs broke.
Tang Hao grunted, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Xiu raised a hand, and five thin rays of dark purple light formed at his fingertips. He pressed them down on Tang Hao's limbs and crotch.
Five sharp cracks rang out, like dry firewood snapping. Both of Tang Hao's arms and legs broke, and his manhood was crippled too.
Crack!
"Aaaaah!!!"
Tang Hao let out a roar and collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud. Only his head could still barely move.
"From today on, you're a cripple."
Feng Xiu withdrew his foot and looked down at him.
"Live well, and watch how I turn this place upside down."
Tang Hao's eyes went wide and his mouth hung open as a few muffled roars squeezed out of his throat.
Feng Xiu turned around and paid him no further attention.
He glanced at the Shrek Seven Devils lying on the ground, a smile tugging at his lips.
"I'm in an excellent mood today, so I'll spare you."
None of them dared breathe too loudly.
Tang San lay on the ground with his teeth clenched, staring fixedly at Tang Hao's crumpled form. His eyes were bloodshot, but the pressure bearing down on him was so great that he couldn't move a finger.
Feng Xiu paid them no more attention and walked slowly over to Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was bracing his hands against the ground and scooting backward on his butt, a complete mess.
Feng Xiu squatted down and looked at him. "I hear Bibi Dong was once your lover?"
Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, his thoughts racing.
He had heard over the past two days that all the Spirit Hall's top fighters had been captured. Perhaps the man in front of him had something to do with it.
He was most likely asking because he had a grudge against Bibi Dong. Yu Xiaogang swallowed and hurriedly shook his head.
"No, no, that was all when we were young. We haven't had anything to do with each other for a long time. She's extreme in her temperament and her actions. She's made a foul mess of the Spirit Hall, and I've had nothing to do with her for ages."
Feng Xiu smiled in satisfaction.
"All right, I understand."
He stood up, dusted off his hands, and looked around at the people in the courtyard.
"There's no rush. I'll take my time tormenting you. Rather than doing it myself, I prefer watching you fight one another."
With that, he raised a hand and tore open a spatial rift. He stepped inside, and the rift closed behind him. He was gone.
The courtyard remained silent for several breaths. Only after the pressure dissipated did the others slowly get up.
Flender used a fence post to pull himself upright, while Zhao Wuji rubbed his knees, which ached from the pressure.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar gathered beside Tang Hao and took a look. Their gazes shifted down an inch, then all three looked away at once, each squeezing his legs together.
Ma Hongjun swallowed. "That's awful..."
Oscar coughed dryly. "Don't say any more. Just don't."
Tang San knelt beside Tang Hao and tried to help his father up, but more than half the bones in Tang Hao's body were broken. Wherever he touched him, it hurt, and the slightest movement drew a string of muffled groans.
Tang San clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. He said nothing. Tears welled in his eyes, but he forced them back.
"Dad, I swear I'll avenge you!"
Meanwhile, Feng Xiu stepped out of a spatial rift and returned to his throne in Heart City of the Demon Clan.
In the great hall, Feng Xiu leaned back on his throne and lifted his chin. "Baimon, bring Bibi Dong here."
Baimon bowed. "As you command, Your Majesty."
He turned and left, returning shortly afterward with two Demon Clan soldiers behind him. They held Bibi Dong by the arms and set her down in the middle of the hall.
Bibi Dong was still bound in dark purple restriction chains, and several cuts on her face had scabbed over. Her Soul Power was sealed, but she could still stand. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she shook off the soldiers' hands.
"Let go!"
Baimon glanced at Feng Xiu and tactfully withdrew, closing the hall doors behind him.
Only the two of them remained in the hall.
Bibi Dong stared at Feng Xiu on the throne, her teeth grinding. "What do you want?"
Feng Xiu said nothing. He raised a hand and waved it, and a screen of light unfolded in midair.
The image showed the courtyard of Shrek Academy. Yu Xiaogang was sitting on the ground, scooting backward, and his voice came through loud and clear.
"No, no, that was all when we were young. We haven't had anything to do with each other for a long time. She's extreme in her temperament and her actions. She's made a foul mess of the Spirit Hall, and I've had nothing to do with her for ages."
Bibi Dong stared at the screen, her fists slowly tightening, her nails digging into her palms. Even her shoulders were trembling.
She said nothing, but her jaw was clenched so tightly that her cheeks bulged.
The screen of light dissipated.
Feng Xiu leaned back in his chair and looked at her.
"See that clearly? The man you once gave your heart and soul to is in a hurry to cut ties with you now."
Bibi Dong ignored that. Her voice came through gritted teeth. "What exactly do you want?"
"I'll show you a way forward."
Feng Xiu sat up a little straighter.
"The Spirit Hall can establish a human empire. I'll help you destroy Heaven Dou and the Star Luo Empire. You'll rule this continent afterward. All I want are resources."
Bibi Dong froze, then narrowed her eyes warily. "You'd be so kind?"
"I have no interest in your human territory."
Feng Xiu's tone was flat.
"I intend to lead the Demon Clan off this continent and return to my own lands. Before we leave, I need to gather enough resources. You provide the goods, and I'll conquer the world for you. We'll be even."
Bibi Dong stared at him for several breaths. "How can I trust you?"
Feng Xiu sneered. "Do you think you have another choice? If I wanted to wipe out humanity, it would still be effortless. Just because I don't want to doesn't mean I can't."
"I simply don't want to extract the resources myself."
Bibi Dong said nothing, her face turning a shade paler.
She knew full well he wasn't bluffing.
The Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu, couldn't even defeat this man's subordinate, and the Spirit Hall's upper ranks had been completely wiped out.
Even if she turned the entire continent upside down, she wouldn't find anyone who could exchange blows with him.
Only a deity descending to the mortal world could probably bring him to heel.
She fell silent for a while, then gritted her teeth.
"...Fine. I agree."
"Mm."
Feng Xiu's answer was casual.
"And what about that batch of resources I mentioned last time, in exchange for all your lives?"
Bibi Dong took a deep breath and nodded.
"Leave the rest to Baimon."
Feng Xiu waved a hand.
"Coordinate with him. Gather the goods and deliver them, and your people will naturally be released."
Bibi Dong turned and left, her footsteps heavy and hurried.
Baimon met her outside the hall, and the two walked away, one behind the other.
Feng Xiu rose from his throne and returned to his bedchamber.
He closed the door, leaned back on the couch, and shut his eyes for a while.
The reason he didn't dare slaughter humans without restraint had nothing to do with kindness.
When the God of Creation cast down the seventy-two Demon God Pillars, he had also concealed their heavenly secrets. The Douluo God Realm wouldn't notice the Demon Clan's arrival anytime soon.
But if humans started dying in droves and the flow of faith power was cut off, the people in the Divine Realm would immediately notice something was wrong.
The God of Creation could conceal the Demon God Pillars, but he couldn't conceal the gap left by humanity's faith.
Feng Xiu opened his eyes and looked at the dark purple patterns on the ceiling of his bedchamber.
He had to set up the Ten Earths Nine Heavens God-Slaying Great Array before the Divine Realm reacted. Then, even if the Divine Realm came down, he would have the confidence to wrestle with those people.
P.S. Sigh, this book's data is terrible.