Tang San's Terror, Is There Really a So-Called Cult Leader?

At this moment, with the help of Xiao Wu and two elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, Yue Guan had successfully made his escape.

As soon as the group entered the body of the ghost, they vanished without a trace, leaving Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others standing helplessly to the side.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others were naturally feeling extremely miserable at this moment.

Standing rooted to the spot like statues, their faces were livid and their expressions filled with regret, teeth gritted in fury as they stared at the empty clearing where their targets had just disappeared.

"If we had known it would come to this, wouldn't it have been better to just finish him off with a single strike earlier?"

"Did we really have to get so carried away with ourselves?"

"Were we still fantasizing about receiving rewards from the Heaven Dou Empire and having our names resound through the three armies after killing him?"

"Now that the people have escaped, how are we supposed to claim any rewards, and how will our names resound through the three armies?"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were incredibly annoyed.

Thinking back to how they had already started dividing the credit before they had even succeeded, they felt utterly foolish.

It was truly stupid to the extreme!

Otherwise, how could something like this have happened?

Thinking of this, both of them wanted to slap themselves across the face to punish themselves properly, so as to avoid making such mistakes again.

"Damn it!"

Tang San was also nearly angered to the point of passing out at this moment.

After all, he had been just like Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, fantasizing about how to divide the credit before victory was even secured.

Therefore, his previous behavior now seemed incredibly foolish to him as well.

And there was one more point.

Tang San was, after all, the Lan Hao King.

Furthermore, this operation had been proposed to the general under his own name.

When he proposed this mission, the general had been very reluctant, as the general believed that while Tang San and his companions might be skilled at individual combat, they were definitely not adept at warfare.

Tang San had originally wanted to slap the general in the face by killing Yue Guan.

He wanted to let that general know that he, Tang San, was not just a soul master with immense soul power, but also a military genius!

That was why Tang San had been so smug after defeating Yue Guan earlier.

Who could have imagined that he would lose everything due to carelessness!

The duck that was already in his mouth had managed to fly away!

This nearly angered Tang San to death!

This made Tang San feel even more remorseful in his heart at this moment.

"It seems I am going to lose face in a big way this time!"

Tang San could not help but let out a sigh.

Soon, his gaze shifted toward the Seagod Trident in his hand.

He began to recall everything that had happened earlier.

And as he recalled the previous battle, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Those two Evil Soul Masters who claimed to be elders of the Holy Spirit Cult are truly terrifying."

"Their martial souls are extremely bizarre, and their strength is incredibly formidable."

"If not for the help of the Seagod Trident, I might have been killed by them within that illusion just now."

Tang San knew very well that illusions could also kill.

Because killing in the real world was nothing more than the destruction of the physical body.

But if one were to sink into an illusion, it would mean a mental collapse, leaving one in a dazed, half-dead state forever.

Therefore, even Tang San felt filled with fear when he thought back to the previous battle.

Thinking of those two elders of the Holy Spirit Cult again, he remained filled with apprehension.

He began to recall the words the two had spoken earlier in his mind.

"As expected, this brat still needs to be dealt with by the Cult Master himself."

"A mere Seagod; once the Cult Master makes a move, he will definitely be crushed to death with ease."

"We are still too weak."

"We are the Holy Spirit Cult, an organization of Evil Soul Masters."

"You are very unlucky."

"Because you have offended our Cult Master, and as things stand, our Cult Master wants you dead."

"Although you have obtained the Seagod inheritance, in the eyes of the Cult Master, that kind of deity is nothing at all."

"Prepare yourself mentally, and wait obediently for death."

"Once our Cult Master finishes his seclusion, you are finished."

"When that time comes, you will know what true despair really is."

Previously, the situation had been so urgent that Tang San hadn't had time to think it through.

But now, as he pondered it carefully, he felt that something was wrong.

These two Evil Soul Masters were actually elders within an organization?

If that were the case, besides these two elders, how many more people were in the organization, and how many more elders like them existed?

The more Tang San thought about it, the more afraid he became.

Especially when he recalled the two Holy Spirit Cult elders saying, "A mere Seagod; once our Cult Master makes a move, he will be crushed with ease."

Tang San felt his heart racing with alarm.

Not only could this group identify his inheritance as that of the Seagod, but they actually dared to utter such arrogant nonsense?

On the Douluo Dalu, everyone held deities in extreme reverence.

Because that represented absolute, overwhelming power.

Generally, people who said such things were either fools or truly possessed that kind of strength.

But looking at those two Holy Spirit Cult elders from earlier, Tang San didn't think they were fools!

Could it be that their so-called Cult Master really possessed that kind of ability?

If so, what should he do? Just wait for death?

Thinking of this, Tang San's face turned pale, and his heart was filled with immense fear.

"Don't worry, San, the power of the Seagod is supreme."

"You don't need to listen to the nonsense of those Evil Soul Masters!"

"They just want to attack you with words; once they make you lose your composure, they will have succeeded. After all, they don't have to pay any price with their lives—they just have to wag their tongues."

However, Dai Mubai, standing to the side, quickly noticed Tang San's current fear.

He spoke up in time, casting a gaze toward Tang San, and said.

Hearing this, Tang San immediately felt it made sense, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

"Indeed, I almost really got tricked by these Evil Soul Masters."

Tang San nodded at Dai Mubai.

"If that so-called Cult Master were truly that powerful, and he had a grudge against me, why wouldn't he come out himself?"

"Why would he have to send these two elders, who couldn't even kill me?"

"Hmph! It seems these things were just fabricated by those two Evil Soul Masters to deceive me!"

Thinking of this, Tang San felt filled with gratitude toward Dai Mubai.

"It's a good thing you reminded me in time, Boss Dai, otherwise I really would have fallen for their scheme!"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai smiled at Tang San as well.

Afterward, he continued to comfort him:

"Heh, it's only natural for brothers to help each other."

"As for the words of those two Evil Soul Masters just now, my stance remains unchanged; you don't need to take them too seriously."

"It's possible that the so-called Cult Master is just a character they made up."

"Even if he really exists, he is nothing but a coward. You are now the inheritor of the Seagod, wielding the Seagod Trident; killing him would be as easy as killing a chicken."

"The only reason you almost lost just now was because you were ambushed and caught off guard. If it were a head-on confrontation, they wouldn't be your match at all."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have had to flee in such a panic earlier."