"Old bastard, we have nothing to say to each other."
"I can't be bothered wasting words on you. You lot aren't worthy of hearing them!"
"Since you deliberately came looking for trouble, then you three grandfather and grandsons can die here today!"
"Martial Soul Avatar, Eye of Time and Space!"
"Spatial Control, Spatial Strangulation!"
Xia Wuyou attacked without a moment's delay.
Three Purple Three Black One Red soul rings beneath his feet shone brilliantly.
A constantly rotating Platinum Clock appeared in his left pupil and behind him, while his left eye emitted an intense platinum radiance.
Facing Tai Tan and his son and grandson, Xia Wuyou clenched his left hand into a fist, and a powerful Spirit Power fluctuation suddenly erupted.
Immediately afterward, a terrifying force of space abruptly gathered and spread outward with Xia Wuyou at its center. The air seemed to be twisted, compressed, and torn apart by an invisible pair of hands.
"Damn it! You naturally evil little brat!"
"How dare you insult my master? You have chosen your own death!"
Hearing his master being insulted, Tai Tan flew into a rage.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"
"Eighth Soul Skill, Great Strength Divine Fist!"
His seventh and eighth soul rings lit up. Tai Tan's body suddenly swelled several times over, transforming into the phantom of a Great Strength Ape several zhang tall. Every strand of fur stood on end, his muscles knotted like steel, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground.
Terrifying Soul Power gathered around Tai Tan's right fist. The force of his punch howled as it tore through the air, carrying the crushing strength to shatter mountains and rocks as it slammed toward Xia Wuyou.
Yet before Tai Tan could even take a step, the expressions of all three grandfather and grandsons changed dramatically. Before they could react, tearing pain erupted throughout their bodies.
"Ahhh! It hurts! What the hell is this?"
Tai Tan and his son and grandson could not help crying out in agony, their bodies seeming to be twisted, compressed, and torn apart by some invisible force.
"Old bastard, your son and grandson will keep you company on the road to the underworld. I'm sure you won't be too lonely. The three of you can rest in peace now!"
At that moment, the Strength Clan's supposedly high-attack, high-defense Great Strength Ape Spirit was utterly useless before Xia Wuyou's power of space.
Weak. So weak. Far too weak.
Tai Tan was merely a Soul Douluo, someone who could not even withstand a single move. Xia Wuyou did not even feel like using the power of time against him.
In an instant, Tailong, only a level-thirty Soul Elder, was directly strangled by the power of space. Then came Taino, the Seven-Ring Spirit Saint, who followed right after because he had not had time to summon his martial soul or soul rings.
In the blink of an eye, the father and son were both strangled by the power of space. Even their corpses were completely devoured by invisible spatial rifts, leaving not even whole bodies behind.
"Ahhh! Tailong! Taino!"
Witnessing the tragic deaths of his son and grandson, Tai Tan's eyes nearly split with rage. He gnashed his teeth, and his heart-wrenching roar made the surrounding air tremble.
"Xia Wuyou, you naturally evil little brat! You dared to kill my son and grandson and even left them without intact corpses. What a vicious heart you have!"
"My beloved grandson suffered injustice at your academy. As his grandfather, I merely came to seek justice. I only wanted the secret of absorbing soul rings beyond one's level. What right did you have to ruthlessly kill the three of us?"
Tai Tan suddenly erupted with Tang's Syndrome. His eyes were bloodshot, he panted like a bull, and he roared toward the sky.
As he stared at Xia Wuyou by the entrance, the killing intent in Tai Tan's eyes was impossible to conceal.
"Oh? And then? Are those your last words? In that case, die peacefully! Don't keep your son and grandson, who died without intact corpses, waiting too long below!"
"Since you three grandfather and grandsons came to make trouble at my Yanhuang Academy, then your entire family must die here as well! Since you came neatly together, then the three of you should report to the underworld neatly together too!"
Xia Wuyou's gaze was icy, and there was not a trace of warmth in his voice. His left hand clenched again. The spatial power wrapped around Tai Tan instantly turned violent, like countless invisible blades tearing apart the defense he had been so proud of.
"Xia Wuyou, even as a ghost, I won't let you go! Just you wait! The other Four Single-Attribute Clans will not let this rest, and my master, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, will avenge me! When that time comes, you and the entire Yanhuang Academy will be buried with me!"
At death's door, Tai Tan used the last of his strength to roar, his eyes filled with venomous resentment and unwillingness.
As the power of space strangled him, the intense pain completely devoured his consciousness. His enormous body rapidly collapsed beneath the tearing of the invisible force.
Like Tailong and Taino, Tai Tan ultimately vanished directly into the spatial rift, leaving behind only the lingering Spirit Power fluctuation in the air as proof that he had once been here.
Surprise, fear, shock, admiration.
All kinds of emotions intertwined and surged through the hearts of countless people.
A Seven-Ring Spirit Saint and an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo had actually been instantly killed by Xia Wuyou, a young man.
This made countless people present question their entire lives.
They could have accepted it if his soul ring configuration was powerful, if he could fight above his level, or even if Xia Wuyou, a Seven-Ring Spirit Saint, had fought Tai Tan, an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, to a standstill.
But what they could not accept was that Xia Wuyou had not even gone through a battle. With a mere lift of his hand, he had instantly killed Taino and Tai Tan.
This was far too absurd! So absurd that countless people present could not believe what they were seeing.
Tailong: "Wait!"
"Was I forgotten?"
Inside a private room in the teahouse, Snake Lance Douluo gave a bitter smile.
"Young Master, Ci Xue's earlier analysis may have been correct."
"This Lord Xia Wuyou may truly come from a Hidden Clan!"
Xia Wuyou's Three Purple Three Black One Red soul ring configuration had long made many things obvious.
Any force capable of hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast needed at least three Titled Douluo above rank ninety-five.
Other than Spirit Hall, which possessed so many Titled Douluo, there was no other force on the entire Douluo Continent that matched the description.
They not only knew the number of Titled Douluo across the continent, but were also extremely familiar with forces both great and small.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan only had that old dragon, Yu Yuanzhen.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was somewhat stronger, with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
As for the Clear Sky Sect, once the number one sect in the world, it was a group of reckless brutes who only knew how to swing iron hammers. They were not qualified to possess Time and Space Attribute Spirits.
Yes, you did not see or hear that wrong.
When Xia Wuyou used his Martial Soul Avatar, they realized that this young man of mysterious origins possessed the Time System, which appeared only once in tens of thousands of years, as well as the Space System, which appeared only once in several centuries.
They had only seen such dual Time and Space Spirits in records from legendary ancient texts, which speculated that only deities could perfectly wield Time-Space Power.
"It seems I need to change my mindset and plans as well."
Seeing Xia Wuyou, the center of everyone's attention, even Qian Renxue had no choice but to put aside her pride and reassess this mysterious man of unknown origins.
Her Six-winged Angel Spirit was immensely powerful, and her innate rank-twenty Soul Power was enough to let her look down upon everyone on the continent. Yet Xia Wuyou was an exception.
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