Xiao San, Don't Look Back. I'm Tang Yin

The Spirit City was still brightly decorated.

Firstly, the champion was still the Spirit Hall, even though it was under the name of the Skywater Academy, everyone knew what really happened; secondly, the news of the Mysterious Heaven Skill had spread. Although it would be difficult to get everyone to have a copy in a short time, as the restrictions were lifted, the Spirit Hall personnel no longer needed to keep quiet, and naturally confirmed the authenticity of the news.

Within the Martial Soul, not everyone is Soul Master; there are many more family members of Soul Master, and at this moment, they are celebrating.

Inside Han Li's residence, several people were also celebrating, but compared to outside, it wasn't as lively.

Winning the Soul Master Competition is something anyone can do, right? Even the girls didn't seem particularly excited. It's worth mentioning that Ye Lingling has also officially joined the competition.

Of course, she might later be considered a tribute from the Heaven Dou Empire. Han Li had no doubt that, given Qian Renxue's current abilities, she was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

After the celebration, the girls took Ye Lingling to familiarize herself with the surroundings, while Han Li and Broad Hill stayed in the courtyard to chat.

"What are your plans to do with Tang Hao and the others?"

Broad Hill looked at his apprentice, who was leaning lazily in the chair, and asked casually.

"Just kill them."

Without any hesitation, Han Li blurted it out.

He had asked Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, and neither of them had any interest in the three of them, and he certainly wouldn't keep them around.

Only a thoroughly dead enemy is a good enemy; this has always been his guiding principle.

The Divine Realm looked away even faster than he had imagined.

Just as he announced the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he once again experienced the feeling of being watched by many eyes, and this time it was even more intense than before.

But soon, the sight disappeared, and not only that, he also left several addresses in his Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Even without the message, Han Li had already clearly sensed through his senses that divine legacies had appeared in several places on the continent.

Hmm, a bit stingy, that was Han Li's thought after investigating.

These are the legacies of the Emotion God, the God of Destruction, the Darkness God, the God of War God, the God of Phoenix God, the Speed God, the Food God, and the Nine-Colored Goddess. The location of the Sea God Inheritance is also included.

Of course, the inheritance of the Asura God is already semi-public, and Han Li and the others did not make any contact with the Sea God.

At first glance, the Divine Realm seems very generous, even providing several extra spots, allowing Han Li and his companions to choose. However, the problem is that, so far, Asura, the most important figure, has shown no intention of initiating the God Exam.

Moreover, while others might not know, Han Li did. Of the spots allocated by the Divine Realm, only the top three, plus the Sea God Godhood, made up the four of them First Level God.

In his memory, Rong Nianbing should not have broken through to the God King yet. Although the God Position does not represent combat power, it can represent the original upper limit and the speed of improvement to a certain extent.

Most importantly, the God Exam has limitations. Simply put, the God Exam generally doesn't like old-fashioned people, cough cough, except for those with extraordinary talent.

Han Li was somewhat unsure whether his master and senior uncles could conduct the God Exam examination if they were to do so. Tang Chen was an exception and could not be used as an example.

Well, I'll give it a try. Even if it doesn't work out, as long as I don't end up like High Priestess, I can accept it. Even just getting some rewards is fine.

In short, let's go all out and push everyone to the level of Peerless Douluo first. Anyway, this is just a backup plan. If we can avoid bloodshed, that would be the best outcome.

"What are you thinking, kid?"

Broad Hill nudged his apprentice, who had suddenly become lost in thought while they were talking.

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. Is it still with Master?"

Han Li snapped out of his thoughts, looked at the baby-faced teacher, and asked jokingly.

"Azure Luan, I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell you. Let's go to your place to talk. Xiao Li, you go ahead and do your work. See you tomorrow."

Broad Hill didn't answer his question. Instead, she casually pulled Azure Luan up and quickly fled the scene.

Seeing his master's somewhat disheveled figure, Han Li out loud.

After sitting for a while, Han Li got up and walked towards the empty courtyard next door.

He needed to send a few people on their way. He felt uneasy after the night was over; anything could happen in the long run. Besides, he could only feel at ease after successfully sending this one away.

The door creaked open.

The three Tang Family struggled to lift their heads and look at Han Li as he walked in.

Han Li glanced at the broken Soul Bone fragments laid out on the ground, exactly the same as before, and seeing how they were unable to get up due to the weight of gravity, he pulled over a chair and sat down.

The three were crippled, with no trace of Soul Power emanating from them. They were only physically strong, but in their severely injured state, their mobility was even worse than that of an ordinary person.

"What exactly is the Spirit Hall plotting?"

"You scoundrel, you'll die a horrible death!"

"Why do you know the Mysterious Heaven Skill? And what about Xiao Wu? What did you do to her?"

Three people, three questions. Or rather, Tang Hao didn't ask any questions, he just cursed at him. The attack was a little weak, and Han Li was too lazy to argue with a dead man.

Apart from Tang Xiao, who remained relatively calm, both Tang Hao and his son appeared somewhat agitated.

"Don't rush, I have plenty of time, and so do you, take your time."

Han Li waved his hand, looking somewhat disheartened.

He had no intention of torturing them, but looking at the three people in front of him, he felt that everything was too easy.

He first looked at Tang Xiao.

"It's not really a conspiracy, just the law of the jungle. And coincidentally, your Clear Sky Sect was in my way, and I needed a temporary villain to highlight me, so I chose you."

"Of course, it's also related to the two of them. But, if you weren't overthinking it, I would have had to go through some extra trouble."

Han Li pointed to Tang Hao and his son beside him. Although he wasn't very interested, his wicked sense of humor hadn't diminished much.

Tang Xiao glanced at him, then at his younger brother and nephew beside him, barely managing to move the corners of his mouth. He was too lazy to even resist the gravity on his body, burying his face in the ground, with shimmering water spreading out in the spot.

"Tang Chen's grandfather will avenge us; the Spirit Hall will surely Destruction."

Perhaps influenced by Han Li's words, Tang Hao struggled and uttered words that sounded like a curse when Han Li turned his gaze to him.

"Tang Chen is indeed not dead, but he is living a life worse than death. But as you wish, I will kill him. Hmm, when the time comes, I will say that you asked me to do it."

Han Li revealed a rather wicked smile, and deliberately paused in the middle of his speech, giving Tang Xiao and his brother a glimmer of hope, which was then quickly extinguished.

Seeing the two men glaring at him, Han Li felt much happier.

He has always been like a mastermind behind the scenes, striving to improve himself while changing many things, but many things can only be buried in his heart and he has no one to share them with.

Perhaps the three people in front of him could relieve some of the pressure? Han Li's smile widened.

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you, Ah Yin didn't die. I took her away, and she even watched part of the Soul Master Competition."

Han Li stretched out his right hand and used his thumb and forefinger to make a very small gap.

"Of course, I only let her see a little bit of it. Well, it's the part where Tang San said you approached Ah Yin to research the Haotian Secret Method. How about that? Aren't you moved?"

This is not a lie. Han Li did indeed project the image onto the sky above the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for a very short time, but it had nothing to do with Ah Yin. He was showing it to the Blue Silver King.

As for Ah Yin, she's just Ye Lingling's Soul Ring. Han Li doesn't care about her feelings, but that doesn't stop him from using her to deceive Tang Hao.

"Want to talk? Too bad, I can't."

When Han Li opened his mouth, he had already sealed Tang Hao's mouth with his Soul Power. Tang Hao could only mumble and look at Han Li with murderous eyes, but he couldn't even move.

"Your turn, Xiao San."

Han Li looked at Tang San, who had been staring at him with resentment ever since he entered. To avoid being interrupted, he sealed Tang San's mouth as well when he sealed Tang Hao's mouth.

"Don't look at me like that. Have you forgotten? We're friends. We've shaken hands."

Han Li thought for a moment, then looked at him seriously. "Xiao Wu is doing well for now, at least better than you. She is still asleep, and she will remain asleep until she becomes Zhu Qing's Soul Ring."

"Don't look at me with such anger. I have nothing to say to her. She doesn't even have to feel any pain. Let her die peacefully with the thought of dying for you in the end. That's the highest treatment she can receive."

Ignoring Tang San's gaze, Han Li flipped his left hand, and several items fell to the ground.

With just one glance, Tang San's eyes couldn't help but turn to terror, and his struggles intensified, as if he wanted to retreat. His movements also drew the attention of Tang Hao and his brother.

"Storm Pear Blossom Needle, Peacock Plume, Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus, do they sound familiar?"

"The third rule of the Tang Sect Clan is that once you determine that your opponent is an enemy, as long as they have a way of killing you, you should not show mercy, otherwise you will only add trouble to yourself."

Han Li scratched his head, looked at Tang San, and asked uncertainly, "Xiao San, it's been so many years since I memorized it, I'm sure I'm not mistaken?"

Tang San stopped struggling, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Han Li, his body trembling uncontrollably, yet he couldn't utter a sound.

"Oh, right, I don't know if you still remember me, I think I have a name called Tang Yin."

"It's been a long time since we parted ways, Devil's Sorrow Peak."

"According to the seventh rule of the Tang Sect Clan, stealing the sect's secret techniques, you have already met your death."

He whispered those last words into Tang San's ear.