Tang San Turned Ruthless, Personally Crippling Tang Hao, Kneeling Before Bibi Dong, Luo Chen and Zhu Zhuqing (Request Subscription)

"No... You dare force my father? I'll kill you..."

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, tears and blood streaming down his face. At last, he could no longer hold back and erupted. The Eight Spider Lances behind him shot out in an instant, blasting Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had been holding his arms, away from his side.

"Xiao San... Don't throw your life away..."

Flander let out a loud roar and was about to stop him, only to see Tang San use the recoil from stabbing his Eight Spider Lances into the ground to launch himself upward. He leaped five meters into the air and sailed right over Flander's head.

At that moment, Tang San's Eight Spider Lances all thrust forward as he roared and charged at Bibi Dong.

Facing the furious Tang San, Bibi Dong stood where she was with her golden scepter in hand, a faint smile still lingering on her beautiful face.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

But just as Tang San was about to reach Bibi Dong, he suddenly reached toward his waist. A vast barrage of hidden weapons burst forth from his hands in that instant.

Several hundred Sand Shooting Shadow poison needles...

Several dozen mid-grade Sleeve Arrows...

Several dozen Dragon Whisker Tiger Needles...

Several hundred Silent Sleeve Arrows...

Finally, there was a Twin Mother Pill, along with three poison needles from the Soul-Reaping King of Hell Iron.

So many hidden weapons came hurtling toward the sexy, beautiful Bibi Dong in that single second.

Compared to the hidden weapons Tang San had unleashed now, the few he had used when fighting Zhao Wuji had been child's play.

At such close range, he had released so many hidden weapons at once, with the Twin Mother Pill and three poison needles from the Soul-Chasing Death-Claiming King of Hell's Summons concealed among them. Such an attack was enough to instantly kill a Soul Sage.

"Tang San, it seems you still refuse to accept reality..."

Faced with the storm of hidden weapons rushing at her, Bibi Dong merely furrowed her delicate brows. Powerful purple Soul Power instantly erupted from her body, shattering all those hidden weapons in midair. Only a few hard Dragon Whisker Needles and the three poison needles from the Soul-Chasing Death-Claiming King of Hell's Summons fell to the ground.

But at that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly noticed that an iron ball among the hidden weapons before her had exploded, turning into a cloud of black mist that obscured her vision.

At the same time, strands of Blue Silver Grass coiled toward her from all around.

It turned out that the instant Tang San had thrown out those hidden weapons, he had already dived toward Tang Hao, who was not far away. Now, he held Tang Hao's mangled body in his arms and desperately fled in the opposite direction.

As an expert of the Tang Sect in his previous life, Tang San naturally would not foolishly throw his life away. He knew that even his father could not kill this vicious woman. He had no chance at all.

All Tang San wanted now was to take Tang Hao and escape this nightmare as quickly as possible.

Seeing Tang Hao's frail and agonized state, the stumps of his thighs and arms already soaked crimson with blood, Tang San let out another furious roar. Tears poured uncontrollably from his eyes.

"Father, hold on. I'll take you back to Holy Soul Village. We'll live ordinary lives. I, Tang San, will never become a Soul Master again. I, Tang San, will never revive the Tang Sect again..."

"What I regret most is not listening to you back then and insisting on becoming a Soul Master. That was what reduced you to this state, Father. Let's go home. Let Tang San take care of you for the rest of your life..."

Tang San clenched his teeth tightly. At that moment, he truly looked somewhat miserable.

Even Luo Chen could not help sighing as he watched Tang San's desperate figure fleeing for his life.

Ah, how pitiful. Poor Tang San...

Tang San was not truly evil. He was merely somewhat pretentious. Compared to the truly heinous scum of the world, he could already be considered a good person.

But there was no helping it. The laws of the universe were this cruel. Leaving aside whether Tang San had done anything wrong, even if he had done nothing wrong at all, once a nightmare descended upon him, he had no choice but to endure it all.

Not all pitiful people had hateful qualities. Some people truly remained kind throughout their lives, yet still died horribly in the end, because the Heavenly Dao did not protect the kind. That was nothing more than a lie.

No one within the rules could oppose the universe's Heavenly Dao. This was what mortals called fate. Of course, it was not absolute. Across countless universes and countless billions of years, perhaps one peerless powerhouse capable of defying heaven would emerge—someone so powerful that even the universe's Heavenly Dao could not kill him, and who ultimately destroyed the Heavenly Dao instead. That was true invincibility.

Luo Chen had once possessed such strength. That was why he could become an Ultimate Hunter. Tang San was still unimaginably far from that realm, so he had to accept punishment. It was not something he could choose.

Sure enough, Tang San, who was fighting desperately for survival, had only run for a few seconds before his entire body suddenly stiffened. Seeing the sexy woman appear before him again, his eyes instantly filled with terror and despair.

"Where do you think you're running to, Tang San...?"

Bibi Dong appeared in front of Tang San and Tang Hao, lightly waving her hand. The two were instantly sent flying by purple Soul Power and fell back into the place where they had been moments ago.

After recovering his senses, Tang San glanced at the broken metal fragments, Dragon Whisker Needles, and poison needles from the Soul-Chasing Death-Claiming King of Hell's Summons scattered across the ground. He suddenly understood what Bibi Dong intended and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"No, please, don't do this to my father..."

As Bibi Dong slowly approached, Tang San crawled up and dropped to his knees, repeatedly kowtowing and begging just as his father Tang Hao had done earlier.

"Your Holiness the Pope, please, don't hurt my father anymore. You've already tortured him into this state. Why can't you let us go...?"

After knocking his head against the ground several times, Tang San roared again, tears spilling from his eyes.

Bibi Dong remained unmoved. Walking before Tang San, she gently raised her high-heeled boot and stepped on his head. She did not use much force, but it was enough to keep Tang San from raising his head again.

After several seconds, Bibi Dong gave a soft, regretful laugh.

"What a pitiful child. Unfortunately, big sister is not someone whose heart softens easily. Tang San, you must understand big sister too. If every person this Pope wished to kill cried and begged like you, how could I spare them all one by one? Your father was already willing to bear all this pain for you. That is quite admirable. Don't waste his painstaking efforts. Be good and feed all those hidden weapons into his mouth. I'm sure he'll be very willing to eat them..."

After saying that, Bibi Dong looked down at the ground and spoke with satisfaction.

"These three highly poisonous needles of yours, as well as these hard white needles, were not shattered by me. As long as you feed them all to Tang Hao and fill his stomach, even if he cannot swallow them, I will let you leave. You can go to Heaven Dou City with your teacher and friends. As long as you do not oppose me again in the future, I will not kill you. How does that sound? The words of Female Pope Bibi Dong will never be taken back..."

"You... you... I have no grudge against you. Why exactly do you want to kill me?"

Tang San lay beneath her foot, his teeth filled with dirt as he spoke in a muffled voice.

In truth, speaking loudly was still agonizing for Tang San, which was why he had stammered earlier. But at this moment, he no longer cared about pain.

Bibi Dong replied in a teasing tone.

"Why? Because you are Tang Hao's son. I want Tang Hao to suffer all this pain. If you want to blame someone, blame your father for not obediently handing your mother over to Spirit Hall back then. Blame him for daring to call himself a Killing God and placing himself on equal footing with this Pope. But none of that matters anymore. If you refuse, then I can only turn you into someone like your father, someone who can only crawl along the ground. What do you think?"

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Tang San's entire body began trembling. At last, he did not dare say another word.

At such a time, everyone was selfish. Tang San had already lost his nerve.

Meanwhile, the weakened Tang Hao hurriedly stretched out his left hand and crawled toward Tang San with all his strength, his voice trembling.

"Xiao San... Do not be disrespectful to Your Holiness the Pope. The fact that she is willing to spare my life, Tang Hao's life, is already her mercy. You should thank her for giving you a chance to live. Hurry and listen to her. Bring me all those hidden weapons and metal fragments. Do not disappoint Your Holiness the Pope..."

Bibi Dong lightly glanced at Tang Hao before removing her high-heeled leather boot from Tang San's head. Smiling, she said, "Did you hear that, Tang San? Your father said this is the mercy I have bestowed upon you. You should thank me for giving you this chance..."

Only then did Tang San raise his head. His legs trembled without stopping, but he had indeed made his decision. Shaking uncontrollably, he went to pick up the three deadly poison needles.

Tang San knew that the three poison needles from the Soul-Reaping King of Hell Iron were far more terrifying than the poison needles he had swallowed before. Once those three poison needles from the Soul-Chasing Death-Claiming King of Hell's Summons entered the skin, the deadly poison would instantly spread throughout the body. Even amputation would be useless.

The poison needles themselves would immediately pierce into the heart, causing the enemy's internal organs to shatter in an instant...

Yet now, Tang San had to feed these deadly poison needles into Tang Hao's mouth. His feelings at this moment were easy to imagine...

But Tang San still made his decision, because he knew that only by living could he have a chance to avenge Tang Hao and his dead mother, A Yin.

If he died too, no one would ever be able to avenge his father and mother again...

With a somewhat vacant expression, Tang San first picked up some metal fragments and Dragon Whisker Needles, then finally, trembling, picked up the three deadly poison needles.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong gave a soft laugh. "Not bad, Tang San. Hurry up. This Pope's patience is limited..."

Not far away, Luo Chen felt an incomparable sense of familiarity as he watched the sexy, beautiful Bibi Dong.

When Bibi Dong tortured people, her style and even the things she said were simply too similar to his own.

Luo Chen remembered that when he had tortured Dou Dou's boyfriend Tian Yu, he had carried a bit of that same air.

Of course, Luo Chen had already been very merciful to Dou Dou's boyfriend. After all, that pitiful man had not done anything wrong. Luo Chen's truly cruel methods went far beyond this.

As an Ultimate Hunter, Luo Chen was skilled in all kinds of cruel torture methods. Crushing someone's skull while preserving their consciousness, making criminals eat themselves, and so on—when it came to the methods of Ultimate Hunt, even Bibi Dong was far inferior to him.

Still, compared to other people, Bibi Dong, as a Killing God, was already doing quite well. She had great potential.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, Luo Chen naturally would not show himself before carrying out the final Ultimate Hunt.

Leaving the early hunts to Bibi Dong seemed rather good.

Once they reached the worlds of Unrivaled Tang Sect, Dragon King Legend, and Ultimate Douluo... Bibi Dong could help torture those protagonists and various supporting characters as well.

In those worlds, Spirit Hall would naturally have to be rebuilt too. Anyone who opposed Spirit Hall would be hunted down.

As Luo Chen thought this, he saw that under Bibi Dong's urging, Tang San had finally approached Tang Hao with those hidden weapon poison needles in hand.

At that moment, Tang San could not help dropping to his knees again, tears spilling from his eyes. Trembling, he held the metal fragments and Dragon Whisker Tiger Needles in his hand up to Tang Hao's mouth.

"Xiao San... Don't be afraid... I'll do it myself..." Tang Hao said as he struggled to raise his left hand. He took those Dragon Whisker Tiger Needles and metal fragments, put them into his mouth, and tried with all his strength to swallow them.

The next second, Tang Hao suddenly felt intense pain in his throat. He instantly spat blood, his face twisting in agony. With a despairing roar, he rolled across the ground, unable to stop himself from trying to vomit them out.

But Bibi Dong coldly said, "Tang Hao, as the former Clear Sky Douluo, are you truly inferior even to your son? If you cannot finish eating them, Tang San will still die..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's entire body shook. He forcefully swallowed the hidden weapons and Dragon Whisker Needles back down, circulating the Soul Power within his body and forcing them down his throat.

At that moment, Tang Hao once again let out a cry of pain, but he still feared Bibi Dong would go back on her word. In a muffled voice, he said, "No, Your Holiness the Pope... I, Tang Hao, can do it..."

"Good. Tang San, hurry up. Your father no longer has the ability to finish eating them. He needs your help..."

At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed somewhat impatient, her voice filled with coldness.

"I... I..." Tang San knelt on the ground, looking at Tang Hao's current condition. He still could not bear it, and his arms kept trembling.

"Xiao San, hurry. Feed me..." Tang Hao looked sternly at Tang San, yet could not stop himself from spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"Father, ah..."

Tang San gritted his teeth tightly before using his Xuan Yu Hand to feed the remaining hidden weapons and metal fragments into Tang Hao's mouth one by one. His eyes were incomparably savage.

"I, Tang San, have to live. I, Tang San, have to survive. I have to take revenge. I can't die, Father..."

Watching Tang Hao struggle in agony as he swallowed the metal fragments and hidden weapon poison needles one after another, Tang San clenched his teeth tightly, afraid that he would break down again.

After all, Tang San knew this was his only chance to live. His life and death now rested entirely on a single thought from this vicious woman.

Tang Hao also knew that Tang San was in unbearable pain. Enduring the intense agony, he used his only remaining left hand to claw desperately at the ground, his fingers digging deeply into the earth as he continued swallowing those hidden weapons.

But when Tang Hao swallowed the first deadly poison needle from the Soul-Chasing Death-Claiming King of Hell's Summons, he could no longer endure it. One hand clutched his heart tightly as he roared again.

Seeing this, Tang San finally could not hold back any longer. Tears flowed from his eyes once more.

"Bibi Dong, you are the most vicious woman in this world! I, Grandmaster, will perish together with you..."

At that moment, Grandmaster, who had already reached Flander's side, witnessed everything with his own eyes and let out a pained roar. He desperately tried to rush forward and stop it, only for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun to hold him tightly.

Hearing Grandmaster's voice, Tang San could not help turning back for a glance. He discovered that apart from Grandmaster, who had tried to charge forward just now, no one else dared to come save him.

Even Flander's legs were trembling slightly. His eyes were wide as he watched the scene, but he no longer had the courage to rush forward and save Tang San and Tang Hao.

Flander was not afraid of death, but he feared falling into the hands of this vicious woman. Then, even death would become a luxury he could not hope for.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar all lowered their heads, avoiding Tang San's gaze.

Who would dare go save Tang San now?

Even Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was so terrified that he sat inside the carriage, clutching Ning Rongrong's hand tightly.

No matter how deep the feelings or friendship, even if one could die for a companion, who would be willing to suffer such pain for that companion?

Among everyone present, only Luo Chen and Sword Douluo remained relatively calm.

Xiao Wu was hidden in the carriage behind Luo Chen, while Little Catwoman Zhu Zhuqing stood beside him.

Since earlier, Luo Chen had secretly been squeezing Zhu Zhuqing's hand and flirting with her, urging her to return to the carriage.

But Zhu Zhuqing could not help looking several times. Her soft, lovely body trembled in fright, both hands gripping the carriage window tightly. Her proud chest looked even more alluring at this moment.

Yet even at a time like this, Luo Chen did not forget to tease Little Catwoman Zhu Zhuqing. Pretending to walk over and comfort her, he gently wrapped one arm around her back while his other hand rested on Zhu Zhuqing's soft lower abdomen.

"Ah..." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly let out a soft murmur. Her face flushed as she looked at Luo Chen, bit her red lip, and said, "At a time like this, you're not even afraid? By the way, why does that woman look so much like the sister you brought to my dormitory that day? Could it be her?"

Luo Chen did not care at all. Smiling faintly, his hand moved upward again and slipped beneath her sexy black leather outfit, feeling her softness and smooth skin.

This was not Luo Chen's first intimate moment with Zhu Zhuqing. Usually, her body was quite warm, but perhaps because she was frightened, her skin felt somewhat cool now.

After Luo Chen gently caressed her for several seconds, Zhu Zhuqing indeed became much less afraid. Only then did Luo Chen remove the hand resting on her back. With his back to Dai Mubai and the others, he lightly kissed her red lips and said, "Be good. Just pretend this woman is not the sister from that day. She will not hurt us. Just do not tell anyone..."

After saying that, Luo Chen turned around as though nothing had happened. Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's somewhat dazed expression, he did not pay it much attention. He continued watching Tang San and Tang Hao, only to discover that Tang Hao had already swallowed the second poison needle from the King of Hell's Summons. But he could not swallow the third one...

At this point, Tang Hao had gone somewhat mad. Under the intense agony and the pain of feeling as if his internal organs were about to shatter, he had forgotten that he was Tang San's father. He actually began struggling, refusing to let Tang San feed the third deadly poison needle into his mouth.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot. He fearfully glanced at Bibi Dong, but the moment he met her icy gaze, his entire body shuddered. He immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Hao, who was in so much pain that he seemed to have become an idiot and could no longer speak. A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Tang San's eyes.

The next second, Tang San forcibly stuffed the final deadly poison needle down Tang Hao's throat, then violently pressed his mouth shut and helped him swallow it.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

Tang Hao struggled madly, but Tang San held him down tightly. Then, Tang San forced Tang Hao's mouth open again and stuffed in the remaining metal fragments and several Dragon Whisker Needles as well.

"I'm sorry, Father. This is my only chance to survive. Only if I live can I avenge you. I have to do this..."

Tang San gritted his teeth tightly, desperately forcing himself to become ruthless. His eyes were blood-red. Only after seeing the remaining hidden weapons and metal fragments lodged in Tang Hao's throat did tears finally flow from his eyes again. He continued holding down the half-dead Tang Hao until Tang Hao finally fainted completely from the piercing agony.

After remaining silent for several minutes, Tang San trembled as he turned toward Bibi Dong. He knelt down again and forcefully slammed his head against the ground, speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Pope... Your Holiness the Pope, my father has swallowed everything. Can... can you let me leave now?"