Tang Ya's Revenge

Anyone caught in Tang Ya's Shaluo Snake Net was completely helpless, forced to endure inhuman torture.

Whether they were skinny, burly, or fat, they were all tormented by the barbs of the Blue Silver Grass until their skin split and flesh tore. Their blood was drained, and some were even left with bones so white they were terrifying to behold.

Most of them died from the torture or passed out. Only a few managed to cry out hoarsely.

The cries didn't last long. As their vitality was devoured, most of them died. Only Tie Li, the sect master and a Soul Emperor, remained. His eyes were wide open, though only a few blood vessels showed in them.

The blood inside his body had already been drained. If not for his powerful Soul Power, he would have died long ago. His opponent seemed to have deliberately kept him alive.

As he watched the purple-black Demon Puppet slowly descend from the sky, he couldn't understand why his sect had provoked such a powerful figure.

"Tie Li, when you killed my parents, did you ever think I'd come back one day and wipe out your sect?"

Tang Ya willingly released the Demon Puppet state. Tie Li had been captured, and now was the time to torture him. Most of her frenzied state had faded, so naturally, she wanted to conserve as much Soul Power as she could.

Besides, she had a better way to torture him.

"You!"

Tie Li's pupils shrank to pinpricks. How could the little girl who'd survived the Tang Sect have become this powerful in just a few years?

"Heh, don't waste your breath. Just enjoy yourself."

A sickly smile spread across Tang Ya's face. She reached into her Soul Tool and took out several golden balls. As she infused them with Soul Power, they transformed into long golden needles.

The Dragon Whisker Needles wouldn't do much damage to a Soul Emperor, but they were certainly an excellent way to torture someone.

Tang Ya flung Dragon Whisker Needles at his arms, thighs, calves, abdomen, shoulders, and even his bones.

As the Soul Power faded, the Dragon Whisker Needles rapidly contracted.

Crack!

The first sound wasn't Tie Li's scream, but the snap of a bone. Then his muscles contracted, and he screamed.

Tang Ya finally fired one into his head.

Bang!

It burst like a firework.

The Demon Puppet blocked all the debris, so none of it reached Tang Ya.

Tang Ya collapsed to the ground with a thud. Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes. The terror that had haunted her like a nightmare, the hatred that had festered like a demon in her heart—all of it was finally gone.

"Dad, Mom, I've avenged you."

Clap, clap, clap!

While she was still grieving, a round of applause came from nearby. An old man in a black robe, his face warm with a gentle smile, slowly descended from the sky.

"What a splendid revenge. It was practically a work of art."

"Who are you?"

Hearing someone approach, Tang Ya quickly stopped crying and turned to glare at him.

The moment an enemy appeared, purple light flashed in the Demon Puppet's eyes. It was ready to defend itself and take Tang Ya away at a moment's notice.

"Oh."

Zhongli Wu's attention was entirely on Tang Ya, so he didn't notice the Demon Puppet's wariness.

"Heh, young lady, I'm from the Holy Spirit Cult. Judging by your Martial Soul, you must have a rare, mutated Blue Silver Grass with a special talent. You have a great destiny with our Holy Spirit Cult!"

From what he'd seen, the young lady was most likely a Soul Douluo. At such a young age, she must have made the most of her talent. If he brought her into the cult and trained her with his secret methods, replacing her Spirit Rings along the way, she could one day become the second-in-command, if not his successor.

"I'm not interested!"

The moment Tang Ya heard he was from the Holy Spirit Cult, she lost interest.

She wanted to go back and find Chu Mo. Now that she'd taken her revenge, Tang Ya felt hollow inside. Chu Mo was the only person she could get close to, and she wanted to see him that very next moment and hold him tight.

"Heh, young lady, don't—"

Zhongli Wu still wore his gentle smile. Anyone who saw him might have thought he was a good man and wanted to approach him. He tried to stop Tang Ya as she turned away, but a purple-black stone arm blocked his path.

Boom!

"A guardian?"

Those were the only words that came to mind. From that brief clash, his opponent seemed to be just as powerful as he was!

"Heh, there's no need to be so impulsive."

But before he could finish explaining, the Demon Puppet's fist came hurtling toward him. It didn't care what the other man was thinking. Anyone who tried to approach its summoner was an enemy. Protecting its master was the reason it had been born and the purpose of its existence!

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

The auras of the two powerful fighters collided and exploded outward. The soldiers who had heard the commotion and started to surround them froze in place and stopped.

Purple-black and black-red gases rose into the sky, colliding high above as waves of energy burst outward.

Heaven Dou Empire's reception hall.

The emperor was fawning over Elder He Qing, who had just been promoted that very day.

The elder had been drinking tea when he suddenly sensed the aura of a battle. His expression shifted, and he called out to the people outside:

"Who's fighting outside the city?"

A messenger who had just arrived ran in and reported what he'd seen.

"There was an evil aura. It looked like two Evil Spirit Masters had clashed, perhaps over a disagreement or an unequal division of resources."

Both sides were still testing each other, especially the Demon Puppet. If it used its full strength, it would consume a great deal of energy from the Milk Bottle.

It hadn't forgotten that it still needed to use its strength to take Tang Ya back to Shrek City, so it fought cautiously and gradually fell behind.

Zhongli Wu wasn't a fool either. Although he didn't understand why his opponent had attacked him, he didn't want to make an enemy for life. After all, they were both Evil Spirit Masters, and his opponent was also a Rank 98. If he pushed the other into a corner and they decided to take him down with them, he'd have nowhere to turn for help.

When his opponent let their guard down, the Demon Puppet quickly descended and willingly released its possession state, allowing Tang Ya to take control again.

Blue Silver Grass appeared in the Demon Puppet's hand once more, proving that Tang Ya had taken control of it again.

Zhongli Wu was dumbfounded. His mouth gaped wide enough to swallow the entire Heaven Dou Empire!

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

He couldn't think of any other explanation. That was the only guess his mind could manage. There had been records in history of two people fusing into one.

Tang Ya swung the Blue Silver Grass in the Demon Puppet's hand with all her strength, wrapping it around Zhongli Wu and rapidly draining his life force!

All life had its limits, and Evil Spirit Masters were no exception. The only solution she could think of was to drain him completely!

Sizzle, sizzle~

"My life force!"

As his vitality drained away, Zhongli Wu's expression changed drastically. One of his black Spirit Rings lit up, and his aura surged. He forcibly shattered the Blue Silver Grass, its red markings still visible, that had wrapped around him.

"That talent of yours is truly fascinating. It would be a great shame if you didn't join the Holy Spirit Cult!"

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

Tang Ya lifted her graceful neck and replied casually.

Before he could respond, Tang Ya used teleportation and disappeared from the spot.

"Alas, what a pity."

Seeing that she had truly left without looking back, Zhongli Wu sighed helplessly.

He didn't care about the little life force she'd drained from him. What mattered more was that her talent really was enviable.

Seeing the man watching him from nearby and the two Titled Douluo floating in the sky, Zhongli Wu didn't want to cause trouble. He shook his head, then disappeared from the spot as well.