Tang Ya's Revenge

Those bound by Tang Ya's Shaluo Snake Net were completely unable to move, forced to endure this inhuman torture.

Whether they were thin, sturdy, or obese, they were all being tormented by the barbs of the Blue Silver Grass, their skin torn open and blood drained, even exposing bones that looked terrifyingly white.

Most of them had already died from the agony or fallen into a coma, with only a few still letting out hoarse screams.

This sound did not last long; as their life force was devoured, most of them perished, leaving only the sect master Tie Li, a Spirit Emperor, with his eyes wide open and only a few bloodshot veins remaining.

The blood inside his body had already been sucked dry, and if not for his powerful spirit power, he would have died long ago; the opponent seemed to have left him alive on purpose.

Staring at the purple-black Demon Puppet slowly descending from the sky, he could not understand why his sect had offended such a powerful figure.

"Tie Li, when you killed my parents, did you ever think that one day I would return to destroy you!"

Tang Ya voluntarily deactivated the Demon Puppet state; Tie Li had already been captured, and now was the time to torture him. Her berserk state had faded by more than half, and naturally, she wanted to conserve as much spirit power as she could.

Moreover, she had better methods of torture.

"You!"

Tie Li's pupils shrank violently: How could the little girl who survived from the Tang Sect possess such strength after only a few short years!

"Hehe, don't 'you' me, just enjoy it."

A sickly smile appeared on Tang Ya's face as she took several golden spheres from her Spirit Tool, which transformed into long golden needles upon the infusion of spirit power.

The Dragon Whisker Needle did not deal much damage to a Spirit Emperor, but it was an excellent tool for torture.

Tang Ya threw the Dragon Whisker Needles into his arms, thighs, calves, abdomen, shoulders, and even his bones.

As the spirit power dissipated, the Dragon Whisker Needles rapidly contracted.

Snap!

The first sound to emerge was not Tie Li's scream, but the sound of bones breaking, followed by his muscles curling up before he finally let out a cry.

Tang Ya finally fired one into the opponent's head.

Bang!

It was like a firework exploding.

Everything that burst out was blocked by the Demon Puppet, not affecting Tang Ya in the slightest.

Tang Ya collapsed onto the ground, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes; the nightmare-like fear and the hatred that had been like a heart demon had finally vanished from this day forward.

"Dad, Mom, I have avenged you."

Clap, clap, clap!!!

While she was still grieving, a round of applause came from nearby, and an old man wearing black robes with a gentle smile on his exposed face slowly descended from the sky.

"A magnificent revenge, truly like a work of art."

"Who are you!"

Hearing someone arrive, Tang Ya quickly stopped her tears and looked over with cold eyes.

After the enemy appeared, a purple light instantly erupted from the Demon Puppet's eyes, ready to defend and take Tang Ya away at any moment.

"Oh."

Zhongli Wu's attention was currently entirely on Tang Ya, so he did not notice the Demon Puppet's vigilance toward him.

"Hehe, young lady, I am from the Holy Spirit Cult. Looking at your Martial Soul, it must be a mutated Blue Silver Grass with special talent; you have a great destiny with my Holy Spirit Cult!"

Judging from her performance just now, this young lady was highly likely at the Spirit Douluo level. Being so young, she must have pushed her talent to the limit. If she were brought into the cult and cultivated through his secret methods, perhaps by changing a Spirit Ring, she would be the second-in-command, if not his successor, in the future.

"Not interested!"

Upon hearing that the other party was from the Holy Spirit Cult, Tang Ya instantly lost interest.

She wanted to go back to find Chu Mo. Now that her revenge was complete, Tang Ya felt a deep emptiness inside. The only person she could feel close to now was Chu Mo, and naturally, she wanted to see him and embrace him tightly the very next second.

"Hehe, little girl, don't be..."

Zhongli Wu still wore a gentle smile on his face, a look that might make anyone feel he was a kind person. He wanted to step forward to intercept the turning Tang Ya, but was blocked by a purple-black ore arm.

Boom!

"A guardian?"

Only these three words crossed his mind; judging from the collision just now, the opponent's strength was not inferior to his own!

"Hehe, let's not be so impulsive."

However, before he could finish his explanation, the Demon Puppet's fist came crashing toward his face. It did not care what the other party was thinking; as long as someone tried to approach its summoner, they were an enemy. Protecting its master was the meaning of its birth and existence!

By the second punch, Zhongli Wu had directly completed his Martial Soul possession.

The aura of the powerful combatants collided and exploded into the surroundings, and the troops who had heard the commotion and wanted to surround the area were stunned, choosing to stop.

Watching the purple-black and black-red gases gradually rise into the sky, colliding high above, waves of energy exploded into the surroundings.

Heaven Dou Empire reception hall.

The emperor was busy flattering Elder He Qing, who had just been promoted today.

The elder drinking tea suddenly sensed the aura of battle, his expression shifting slightly as he shouted to the person outside:

"Who is fighting outside the city?"

The person who had just arrived to report ran in and recounted what they had seen and heard.

"There is evil energy; it appears to be two evil soul masters clashing, likely due to a dispute over resources."

Both sides were still in the probing stage of the battle, especially the Demon Puppet, which would consume a massive amount of energy from its Milk Bottle if it unleashed its full power.

It had not forgotten that it still needed to use its strength to bring Tang Ya back to Shrek City, so it fought with some restraint, gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Zhongli Wu was no fool; although he did not understand why the other party had attacked him, he did not want to forge a blood feud. After all, they were both evil soul masters, and the opponent was a level 98 like himself. If he really pushed the other party to the brink and they decided to drag him down with them, he would have nowhere to cry.

Just as his opponent grew careless and relaxed, the Demon Puppet descended rapidly and voluntarily disengaged its possession state, allowing Tang Ya to regain control.

Blue Silver Grass appeared in the hands of the Demon Puppet once more, proving that the entity was again being controlled by Tang Ya.

Seeing this scene, Zhongli Wu was left stunned, his mouth hanging open wide enough to swallow the entire Heaven Dou Empire!

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

There was no help for it; his brain simply could not process any other information, so he could only guess as much. History had recorded instances where two people merged into one.

Tang Ya controlled the Demon Puppet to swing the Blue Silver Grass in its hands with force, binding the opponent and rapidly draining their life force!

Life ultimately has an end, and evil soul masters are no exception; the only solution she could think of was to drain the opponent's life dry!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~

"My life!"

The loss of life force caused Zhongli Wu's expression to change drastically. A certain black Spirit Ring lit up, and his aura surged, forcibly shattering the Blue Silver Grass—which was covered in red patterns—that had bound him!

"This kind of talent is truly fascinating. It is a great pity that you haven't joined the Holy Spirit Cult!"

"It's nothing; I have my own path to walk."

Tang Ya lifted her slender neck and said nonchalantly.

Without waiting for a response, Tang Ya then used teleportation and vanished from the spot.

"Sigh, what a pity."

Watching the other party leave without even looking back, Zhongli Wu sighed helplessly.

He didn't care at all about the small amount of life force that had been drained; what mattered more was that the other party's talent was truly enviable.

Glancing at the people in the distance who had been observing him, as well as the two Titled Douluo floating in the sky, Zhongli Wu did not want to stir up trouble. He shook his head and then likewise vanished from the spot.