Wrath of the Flame Demon

Ever since Tang Wulin entered the 100,000-meter sniping range of Su Jiu, Old Tang, residing within his spiritual sea, had felt a vague sense of unease.

That shouldn't be right; the power ceiling of Douluo Continent was completely sealed off by his father, Tang Ritian, making it impossible for any wild gods to manifest. So, where was this sense of crisis coming from?

When he forcibly pushed Tang Wulin into "Seagod Descent" mode, possessing his son's body, a biological crisis warning slammed directly into his crown!

So, it was like that—this crisis was aimed directly at his son, Tang Wulin!

Daring to covet his son, the Qilin child of the Tang family—Tang San's eyes turned blood-red on the spot, his breathing ragged like an ox. In his view, this little thief had already invited his own death.

Yet, what made Tang San feel a chill down his spine was that his vast and incomparably pure god-level spiritual power swept across the entire area below, but he failed to discover any suspicious targets.

Could it be that the Abyssal Sage Monarch had arrived? And had he happened to run into them, father and son, by chance?

Just as Tang San was caught in this internal struggle, a crimson warhead, carrying unimaginable momentum and kinetic energy, shot toward him at an extreme speed that pierced the plane's spatial barrier.

The bullet streaked across the vast sky, leaving a clearly visible trajectory in the pitch-black night where space itself was incinerated and vaporized!

Then, a low, deep gunshot, as if echoing from hell, followed in its wake!

Tang San, who had already activated the vast realm of his Purple Demon Eye, was incensed. He and his son had just descended upon Douluo Continent, and he had already wasted one of his three precious opportunities to act.

But anger aside, his son was the priority.

He decisively used his first peak quasi-god level divine sense. His blue-gold phantom body manifested, and as he raised his hand and gripped, the Sea God Trident appeared out of thin air. With a flourish of the long halberd, he unleashed a killing move!

Thirteen Halberds in One: Twilight of the Seagod!

It struck out violently toward the incoming bullet, unleashing a blow that surpassed the god level!

However, Tang San had severely underestimated the power of the bullet. The moment his Sea God Trident's blade collided with it, the weapon was twisted and warped, the entire halberd instantly sent flying by the immense force.

The bullet merely slowed down slightly, continuing its trajectory toward Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San realized things were going poorly.

With only this quasi-god level divine sense, he could neither block this strike nor ensure his son's safety.

Even if he were to send word to Tang Hao and Ah Yin now, it would be a case of distant water failing to quench a nearby fire.

With no other choice, he was forced to use his second opportunity. Even though he was loath to do so, he had no other option!

The second opportunity caused Old Tang's strength to skyrocket, leaping straight to the god level—roughly that of a second-tier god with a divine position.

He brought two fingers together and caught the bullet—he caught it with his bare hands!

When this blacksmith who wielded a hammer saw what the object actually was, he realized it was made of a material he had never seen before.

His first thought was: had another transmigrator with similar traits to his own arrived on Douluo Continent? And this transmigrator seemed to have already reached a state of mastery!

He shook his head, casting these distracting thoughts aside.

He quickly condensed the Sea God Trident in his hand and, following the still-lingering spatial trajectory, slammed the halberd into the ground. A terrifying explosion erupted around the mountain, the destructive force instantly leveling everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers, leaving not a blade of grass behind!

As for Su Jiu?

The moment he fired the first shot, he had nearly lost his life. Even though his Martial Soul Avatar provided a certain enhancement to his physical body, the amplification to the firearm itself was far greater than that to his own frame.

The incomparably terrifying recoil caused his blood to spray uncontrollably. His right arm and right chest shattered, resulting in comminuted fractures. He suffered a mild concussion, lost his balance, and was plagued by constant ringing in his ears. His three-word battle armor, Night Wanderer, disintegrated and was nearly destroyed.

His aura was withered, his face pale as gold, and he had one foot in the grave!

Indeed, high returns come with high risks; the ancients did not deceive me.

However, exhausting Old Tang's first two opportunities made this trip worthwhile!

Fortunately, the moment Su Jiu's consciousness was about to fade, he had his first martial soul, Sharp Bee Hunting, use its built-in AI, A-Qi, to perform a long-distance void jump through the pre-deployed Void Sharp Bee Sentry.

He was now lying safely on Leng Yaozhu's large bed, unconscious. However, this move of his had chilled Leng Yaozhu's heart, turning her romantic anticipation into ice.

She had originally thought that little brother A-Jiu had finally wised up and decided to sneak into her room at night. Leng Yaozhu had even prepared herself to be taken, ready to bid farewell to the virgin life that had accompanied her for most of her years.

But when a thick scent of blood reached her nose, she immediately realized the situation was dire!

Ignoring her thin, revealing nightclothes, she turned on the lights, and the room became as bright as day.

Seeing Su Jiu's face pale as paper, his chest sunken, and blood gushing endlessly from his wounds, his breathing so shallow it was barely there, Leng Yaozhu's heart constricted. It felt as if a giant hand were gripping her chest, and she subconsciously held her breath.

Without a moment's hesitation, she took out her Life-Bound Phoenix Feather, carefully pressed it against the wound on his chest, and began emergency treatment.

Once the Life-Bound Phoenix Feather took effect, the wound on Su Jiu's chest healed rapidly, and his breathing became increasingly steady.

Leng Yaozhu sighed, her suspended heart finally settling. Fortunately, there were no strange, supernatural side effects on the wound; they were merely physical injuries.

At the same time, confusion, bewilderment, self-reproach, heartache, lingering fear, terror, anxiety, cherishing, regret, obsession...

A myriad of emotions erupted within her heart at this moment. What on earth happened to little brother A-Jiu? With his means of self-preservation and escape, even the number one person on the continent couldn't do anything to him! A-Jiu always makes his sister worry; he knows his lesson now, doesn't he? Why couldn't he just stay safely by his sister's side...

Looking at Su Jiu, it was highly likely he would be unconscious for a while. A hint of triumph and satisfaction appeared at the corner of Leng Yaozhu's mouth; let sister take good care of you during this time.

Thinking of this, Leng Yaozhu's beautiful, mature face flushed red, like a ripened autumn fruit, so red that one couldn't help but want to lean in and take a bite to savor its sweetness.

With clumsy, inexperienced hands, she carefully removed Su Jiu's clothes until he was bare, gently and patiently wiping the blood from his body. Every touch was filled with the natural right of a sister, yet carried a long-hidden, burning, and unspeakable secret love.

A-Jiu... when will you finally notice sister's feelings...

Meanwhile, in the mysterious space beneath Star Dou.

"Na'er, A-Jiu might fall into a coma for a while, but A-Jiu promises you that A-Jiu will wake up again and won't leave Na'er all alone. Please, Na'er, don't lose A-Jiu either..."

After saying this, A-Jiu's display screen dimmed, and it slowly fell to the ground, devoid of even a trace of life.

Gu Yuena did not understand what those words meant at first, but when she could no longer get a response from A-Jiu, she realized that A-Jiu had not been joking.

Anxiously, she cradled the small A-Jiu in her palms before pulling it tightly into her embrace, terrified that it might vanish the very next second.

Lonely, sorrowful tears spilled over once again, and her small, solitary figure sobbed silently within the vast underground palace.

A-Jiu, Na'er will keep you by her side and will never leave you behind; please, do not leave Na'er either, for you are all Na'er has left...