Wang Dong'er: Sea God Tang San! I have brought you destruction!

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Faced with these attacks, Wang Dong'er merely smiled contemptuously, and his Second Soul Ring flashed.

"The Butterfly God's Light."

The golden light instantly incinerated the surrounding Blue Silver Grass.

Just because she doesn't like studying doesn't mean she lacks talent.

With a flap of her wings, she was already standing in front of Dai Mubai.

"Wing Guillotine."

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Madness."

Using Thousand-Year Soul Skill as a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill —that's something he could come up with.

Actually, you can't blame Dai Mubai for not dodging.

Wang Dong'er was too fast; in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Dai Mubai. Although Wang Dong'er's win rate was relatively low among the younger generation of Tianshu, you have to look at who she fought.

Blood flowed down instantly; had Tang San not acted quickly, he could have severed Dai Mubai's arms in one blow.

"Wait, is this guy really that weak? He doesn't have any damage reduction attributes?"

Before Dai Mubai could recover from the near-death experience, he heard Wang Dong'er say that he was weak, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You'd better just admit defeat, or I'm really afraid I might accidentally cut your heads off."

Tang San:...

Dai Mubai:...

Even though the other party was clearly "concerned" about them, Tang San and Dai Mubai still felt that the other party was provoking them.

"Can we still fight?"

Tang San didn't want to give up so easily; this was his first time participating in the Soul Fighting, and he didn't want it to end like this.

Dai Mubai really wanted to say no more fighting, but perhaps it was his pride that held him back, and in the end he didn't say it.

"Faced with someone you cannot defeat, do you still dare to step forward? I will give you the utmost respect."

Wang Dong'er spoke with unusual seriousness.

Instead, Huo Yutong, standing behind her, gave her a strange look. Are you sure you didn't mean to beat them up before saying that?

Wang Dong'er: Hehe~ Brother Lin said I should act high-class, so I'll be high-class now, I'll pull out a hammer in a bit...

Wang Dong'er stretched out her right hand, and a small pink hammer slowly appeared. As she turned around, a huge hammer appeared in her hand.

Hammer Name: Clear Sky.

Wang Dong'er twisted her waist, and the pink hammer made a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

"Heavy Break."

Before the hammer even hit the ground, the downward airflow had already forced Tang San and Dai Mubai to their knees.

"This... is impossible!"

Tang San was completely devastated! How could his opponent possibly possess Twin Martial Souls?! His master had always said he was the most talented one!

"Boom!"

As the smoke cleared, the spot where Tang San had been standing was now a huge crater, with two figures deeply embedded in the ground.

Good news, they're not dead. Bad news, they're barely clinging to life.

Wang Dong'er dusted off his hands, as if what had just happened was just a normal sparring match.

"Weren't they already incapacitated? Why haven't they declared victory yet?"

Only after being reminded by Wang Dong'er did the referee hurriedly raise the flag in his hand.

"Tong-Dong Team wins!"

After the two left, the Great Soul Arena finally erupted in excitement.

Twin Martial Souls, plus the "Number One Weapon Martial Soul on the Continent," are rarer than pandas to these people.

Back in the private room, Wang Dong'er plopped down to Wei Lin's right, placing her two long, snow-white legs directly on his lap.

"You're getting a little too cocky, aren't you? Aren't you afraid I'll end up eating stewed goose in an iron pot?"

Although Wang Dong'er's body was flexible, her words were incredibly stubborn.

I'm just worried you won't be able to finish it.

Wei Lin also began to enjoy the feeling of petting the goose.

"Dong'er, Yutong, take these two things."

Wei Lin seemed to have thought of something and lowered Wang Dong'er's legs.

Two golden orbs of light appeared in Wei Lin's hand, landing in front of Huo Yutong and Wang Dong'er respectively. The golden light dissipated, revealing a carving knife and a 100,000-year-old snow lotus inside.

"Yutong, the master in your head should know about this carving knife. I'll provide you with some Soul-Nourishing Pill."

Dong'er, your soul was already damaged. This 100,000-year-old Ice Heaven Snow Lotus Flower is perfect for repairing your soul. Don't worry about it not being effective enough; it was personally cultivated by the Palace Master of the Hundred Flowers Palace, so its efficacy is absolutely sufficient."

"Brother Lin, this is too precious..."

"You still say it's precious?"

Wei Lin gave each of them a chop to the neck, forcing them to swallow the rest of their words.

"Yes."

The two girls rubbed their heads, their admiration growing even stronger.

"Now begin your cultivation; I will protect you."

"Um."

With Electrolux on Huo Yutong's side, the Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife is no problem at all; the main issue is Dong'er's side.

Her soul was forcibly split into three parts. To complete her soul, she either needed to be reborn or continue to grow using the fragments of her soul, but that would be extremely painful.

As the soft light of the snow lotus enveloped Wang Dong'er, silver threads appeared around her, surrounding her.

Although the Wu Ji Apricot Yellow Flag has already been planted in the ground, I'm still a little worried.

Inside the cocoon of light.

Wang Dong'er felt as if she were in the depths of the ocean, with a tall blue figure right in front of her.

"Xiao Qi, it's been a long time."

Wang Dong'er didn't reply to him, and her gaze grew increasingly cold.

"Why, Father, why did you divide my soul into three parts? I... am your daughter!"

The blue phantom did not hesitate at all.

"Because you are my daughter, you were born a child of God. If you want to go to the Douluo Continent, you can't just go down there directly. So, in order to fulfill your wish, your father had no choice but to do this."

Wang Dong'er laughed, and tears streamed down her face.

"So, for my sake, you gave half of my soul to a Soul Beast?"

You want to use me to bind Huo Yutong, the chosen one, just for my sake.

For my sake, just when we were about to succeed, you created the Qiankun Asking Love Valley? And you even left my soul in pieces?

Your love is truly heavy.

"Xiao Qi, you are my daughter. I am an enforcer of the Divine Realm, and I must be fair and just."

"Enough!"

Wang Dong'er wiped away her tears, and the Light Goddess Butterfly and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hands.

"That person in the river of time has already shown me my future, and... my sister's future..."

Sea God Tang San! You hypocritical scoundrel! What else do you care about besides your own interests?

I can't accept your love. I have someone I love and my own family.

I am no longer your daughter, nor your pawn! I am who I am! I am Wang Dong'er!

She's Wei Lin's little sister!

Now! Sea God Tang San! I will bring you Destruction!

Wang Dong'er's eyes were filled with anger at being toyed with by fate.

A huge golden figure appeared behind Wang Dong'er and slowly looked over.

A drop of golden divine blood slowly fell.

The Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul began to burn, its light becoming even more intense. Pink-gold butterfly wings began to spread with patterns of Ashen Annihilation, and blood-red patterns formed at the edges of the wings. Finally, the flames burned everything away, and a fiery red butterfly was born from the flames.

It is the flame of Destruction, and also the flame of rebirth. It will follow the will of our Lord, protect those it wants to protect, Destruction all those who destroy its world.

She is Destruction, and... more than just Destruction.

As many people have said, it's simple to create a boss: give her the whole world, and then tear that world to shreds bit by bit. That's how you create a perfect boss.

Unlike others, Wang Dong'er's world still exists, but her world only revolves around him.

In this manipulated life, that glimmer of truth has become a cog in her machine; as long as it exists, her world exists.

But now, she wants to demand the price she deserves from the person who controlled her destiny!

Four blood-gold Soul Ring slowly descended, and her figure transformed into a fiery red meteor that shot straight into the sky.

"You scoundrel! I did all this for you! How dare you disappoint Father!"

Tang San's phantom glared angrily at the fiery red meteor, raising the Sea God Trident Tang San his hand.

Tang San went up, and Tang San knelt down.

After breaking through this divine thought, the fiery red meteor did not stop, but continued to rise into the sky.