The Anxious God King Tang San

She stepped forward, landing before Zhao Wuji, her dragon claw pinning his chest as soul power surged like a tidal wave, suppressing him until he couldn't move a muscle.

Zhao Wuji struggled to resist, but Liu Erlong backhanded him across the face, the blow leaving him dizzy and disoriented as blood foam mixed with tooth fragments spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Still daring to talk back?" Liu Erlong's voice was laced with shards of ice. "Today, I'll let you know what true despair feels like!"

She raised her foot and stomped down heavily again; Zhao Wuji let out a miserable shriek, collapsing completely onto the ground as his consciousness began to blur.

Liu Erlong looked down at him from her superior position, the rage in her eyes not yet extinguished, though she refrained from delivering a lethal blow.

Xu Yuan stood in the distance with Xiao Wu and the others, watching Liu Erlong pummel Zhao Wuji and listening to his agonizing screams.

Xiao Wu clicked her tongue and said, "Teacher is just too formidable..."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded silently, a flash of shock crossing the depths of her eyes.

The destructive power of a battle between Spirit Douluos was far beyond imagination; if not for Xu Yuan's quick reaction earlier, they likely would have been caught in the crossfire.

Seeing this, Tang San and his companions couldn't help but gulp.

Ma Hongjun, in particular, was haunted by the things he had done earlier.

After finishing with Zhao Wuji, Liu Erlong walked toward Ma Hongjun and the others.

With every step she took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

The lingering scorching heat in the air and the pressure of a Spirit Douluo radiating from her made it difficult for Tang San and his group to breathe.

Ma Hongjun's legs were shaking so hard he could barely stand; his previous arrogance had vanished into thin air, and he wished he could crawl into a hole in the ground.

He looked at Liu Erlong's vertical pupils, which were burning with fury, his mind filled with the filthy words he had just spoken to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. Cold sweat streamed down his cheeks, soaking his collar.

Dai Mubai forced himself to stay calm, stepping in front of Ma Hongjun as his Adam's apple bobbed. "Sen... Senior, this is Ma Hongjun's fault. We apologize to you on his behalf..."

"Apologize?" Liu Erlong sneered, her gaze cutting across Ma Hongjun like a blade. "You were quite eloquent just a moment ago, weren't you? Why don't you repeat those filthy thoughts of yours for me to hear?"

Ma Hongjun was so terrified he fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Sen... Senior, I was wrong! I won't ever dare to do it again! Please, I beg you to spare me this once!"

He was truly terrified; even Zhao Wuji had been beaten to such a state, and with his own meager strength, he likely wouldn't survive a single strike from her.

Tang San furrowed his brows, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, Ma Hongjun is indeed at fault, but he has already realized his mistake. I ask that you show mercy."

Oscar also nodded hurriedly, chiming in, "Yes, yes, he definitely won't dare to do it again in the future!"

Liu Erlong glanced at Tang San, ignoring his plea, and kept her eyes fixed on Ma Hongjun, her tone icy. "If your tongue is foul, you must be taught a lesson."

As she spoke, she raised her scaled hand, a ball of faint flame coalescing in her palm.

Ma Hongjun was scared out of his wits, closing his eyes and screaming.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Liu Erlong's hand descended without the flames, landing a heavy slap across Ma Hongjun's face. The blow was full of force, spinning Ma Hongjun in place; his cheek swelled instantly, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Remember this slap," Liu Erlong said, withdrawing her hand, her voice as cold as ice. "If you ever dare to say another disrespectful word to any woman, next time it won't be as simple as a slap."

Ma Hongjun lay on the ground, clutching his face and not daring to make a sound, tears mixing with nosebleeds as only terror remained in his heart.

Liu Erlong swept a glance at Dai Mubai and Oscar. "Keep a close watch on him. If you can't teach him better, I'll punish you along with him."

Dai Mubai and Oscar nodded hurriedly, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Watching this scene, Tang San clenched his fists, but ultimately said nothing more.

He knew very well that Ma Hongjun deserved the lesson, and given Liu Erlong's strength, it was a stroke of luck that she had shown any mercy at all.

However, Liu Erlong had still paved her own path to death!

Liu Erlong didn't linger, turning to walk toward Xu Yuan and the others. The hostility around her dissipated significantly, though her eyes remained cold. "Let's go."

Xu Yuan nodded and followed, bringing Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing with him.

As they passed Tang San, Xiao Wu didn't forget to glare at Ma Hongjun, the disgust in her eyes undisguised.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on Dai Mubai, carrying a hint of detachment and disappointment, before she shifted her focus and quickened her pace to follow Xu Yuan.

Dai Mubai watched her retreating back, his face flushing red and turning pale, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Remembering something, Liu Erlong took out a bag of money and tossed it to the hotel manager.

"Take this as compensation."

After giving the money to the manager, Liu Erlong led Xu Yuan and his group toward another hotel.

Not until Liu Erlong's group had walked far away did Tang San help the limp Ma Hongjun to his feet. Looking at his swollen face and shattered nerves, he said in a deep voice, "Do you know fear now? Remember today's lesson."

Ma Hongjun nodded with a mournful face, forgetting even to cry out in pain.

In his heart, he harbored a deep hatred for Liu Erlong, vowing that in the future, he would surely rape and kill her.

On the other side, while Xu Yuan and the others were on their way to another hotel.

Xu Yuan asked Liu Erlong out of curiosity, "Teacher, when did you reach the Spirit Douluo realm?"

This was what God King Tang San had asked him to inquire about, and since he was curious as well, he asked it directly.

Liu Erlong thought for a moment and said, "Last year. I don't know why, but my cultivation speed has increased significantly over the past few years. It's as if there is an endless supply of soul power within my body."

Upon hearing Liu Erlong's words, God King Tang San's expression changed drastically.

He had already figured out the reason; Liu Erlong had absorbed a wisp of his origin.

No, he absolutely could not let Liu Erlong absorb any more.

God King Tang San felt a sense of urgency, quickly contemplating in his mind how to retrieve his origin from Liu Erlong.

Wait...

God King Tang San suddenly thought of a method to reclaim his origin from Liu Erlong.

Back when they had arrived at the Star Dou Forest, Erming would appear at night to take Xiao Wu away.

He could use this opportunity to lure a soul beast to severely injure Liu Erlong, and then have Xu Yuan retrieve the origin from her.

Listening to God King Tang San's inner thoughts, Xu Yuan was speechless, and he couldn't help but become wary of God King Tang San's upcoming actions.

"Teacher," Xu Yuan calmly changed the subject, his gaze falling on the lights of a hotel ahead, "there is a hotel up ahead that looks clean enough; let's rest there for the night."

Liu Erlong gave a hum of agreement, though a trace of lingering anger remained between her brows, clearly not having fully calmed down from the earlier conflict: "That works. Let's rest early and head into the Star Dou Forest first thing tomorrow morning."

Xiao Wu skipped along beside them, still chatting excitedly about the scene where Liu Erlong had beaten up Zhao Wuji: "Teacher, that slap you gave earlier was so cool! Someone like Ma Hongjun deserves to be taught a harsh lesson!"

Zhu Zhuqing walked on the other side, nodding gently at these words, her eyes filled with a newfound sense of admiration as she looked at Liu Erlong.