Blue Silver Emperor with the blessing of Sea God's Power.
Its toughness far exceeds that of the top metals.
Tang San jerked his right hand back.
"Take it."
Huge power came along the vines.
Two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast weigh several thousand kilograms in total.
He was actually pulled directly into the air by Tang San.
Blazing Three-Headed Hound is spitting out flames crazily.
The poisonous python also released its poisonous gas desperately.
But these attacks hit the blue-gold vines, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.
Tang San jumped down from the branch.
While the body is falling.
In his left hand, the dark red Asura Clear Sky Hammer condensed instantly.
No Soul Skill was used.
Because he doesn't have Spirit Ring at all now.
What he used was purely the ultimate destructive power brought by Asura Divine Power and the terrifying power of the new body.
"Death."
Tang San's voice has no ups and downs.
He picked up Asura Clear Sky Hammer.
A dark red afterimage flashed across the air.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two muffled sounds in succession.
Asura Clear Sky Hammer hit the three-headed dog and poisonous python directly on the head.
Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast That hard skull.
In front of Asura Clear Sky Hammer, it is like a fragile egg shell.
It fell apart instantly.
Brains mixed with blood splattered everywhere.
The two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast died before they even had time to scream.
Tang San fell to the ground.
Two huge corpses crashed heavily at his feet.
He looked at the Asura Clear Sky Hammer on his left hand that was not stained by a drop of blood.
That feeling of power made the blood all over his body boil.
Too strong.
This feeling doesn't require any skills, just one hammer blow can crush everything.
No wonder Qin Feng likes to use his fists so much.
In the face of absolute power, all the bells and whistles Soul Skill become a joke.
"Qin Feng."
"You wait."
"I will also use this method to smash your head."
Tang San Collapse Martial Soul.
Walk to the bodies of two Soul Beast.
He took out a simple dagger ground from a stone on the road from his arms.
He skillfully opened Soul Beast's head and dug out two pieces of Soul Bone covered in blood.
One piece is the right arm bone of a three-headed dog.
One piece is the trunk bone of a poisonous python.
Although it is not the best Soul Bone.
But for the current Tang San, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.
He took the two pieces of Soul Bone into his arms without hesitation.
He raised his head and glanced at the position of the sun.
Tang San didn't stay.
Stepping on the blood on the ground, he continued walking towards the outside of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
His goal is clear.
Pass through this mountain and head west.
Go to a seaside city.
Find a boat.
Go to sea.
Sea God Island, Asura inheritance.
The position of the two gods.
Qin Feng, just wash your neck and wait.
One day, I will step on the corpses of gods and Buddhas all over the sky and stand in front of you again.
Let you know what true despair is.
A cold wind blew through the woods.
Roll up a few bloody fallen leaves on the ground.
The figure of Tang San gradually disappeared deep into the dense jungle.
Only two headless corpses of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast were left, slowly growing cold in place.
And it was less than a stick of incense that Tang San left.
Hundred Thousand Mountains Deep somewhere in the void.
A hidden red light and a blue light seemed to sense something, and they flickered slightly in the direction Tang San left.
Then the trace disappeared.
The gears of fate, with the resurrection of this originally dead man, began to turn crazily in a direction that no one could predict.
Everything has just begun.
Tang San walking in the forest.
The Blue Silver Emperor vine on his right hand swings randomly, crushing all the thorns blocking the road.
His eyes are more cruel than any Soul Beast in this Hundred Thousand Mountains.
All going crazy.
The flame of revenge has burned his entire being, leaving only an empty shell called Killing.
We are moving forward steadily towards the boundless sea.
Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he will step over it without hesitation.
Until the man named Qin Feng died at his feet.
There is only death.
Only then could he calm down the rage in his heart that could burn the sky and destroy the earth.
Tang San clenched his fists, and his knuckles crackled.
He didn't look back again.
In this way, step by step, he walked out of this sad place where his great-grandfather was buried.
He walked into his own path of the two gods, full of blood and killing.
The road ahead is still long.
But his patience was unprecedented.
"Qin Feng, enjoy your last good days."
The edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was gradually replaced by an open plain.
Going further west, the earthy smell in the air fades and is replaced by a salty, humid sea breeze.
Tang San finally walked out of the poisonous mountains.
A huge city outline appeared in front. The city walls were all made of huge granite, and the surface was covered with traces of sea wind erosion. This is the westernmost seaside town of the Heaven Dou Empire, Vast Sea City.
Tang San stopped and looked up at the three big characters above the city gate. He was now dressed in a very eye-catching way. A tattered strip of cloth hung on his body, which could not cover the white skin that had just been reshaped and grown inside. That skin The flesh was still stained with an unknown amount of Soul Beast dried blood, exuding a strong fishy smell. What was even more eye-catching were his eyes. The left eye was a dead blood red, and the right eye was a bottomless blue.
He found a stream on the side of the road and washed his face, took out the soul bone of the ten-thousand-year-old Nether Leopard from his arms, tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped the soul bone casually, and strode into the vast sea city.
The streets in the city are very wide and paved with flat bluestones. Most of the shops on both sides sell seafood, pearls and some Sea Soul Beast materials. Pedestrians on the road generally have dark skin, with a roughness unique to people living on the seaside.
Tang San didn't wander around, he walked along the street towards the busiest port in the city.
If you want to go to Sea God Island, you must go to sea. And to go to sea, you need a strong ship and an experienced captain.
There is a tavern named "Seahorse Tavern" on the edge of the port. It has a large front and deafening noises, clinking glasses and men's rude yelling can be heard from inside. This kind of place usually gathers the most desperate sailors and captains in Vast Sea City.
Tang San pushed open two greasy wooden doors and walked in.
The light in the tavern was dim, and the air was mixed with the smell of bad ale, grilled fish, and sweat.
A dozen large round tables were crowded with shirtless men, punching loudly and drinking. Tang San, a foreigner covered in blood and half-clothed, immediately attracted the attention of many people as soon as he walked in.
At a table near the door, a bald man with a scar on his face turned around and looked Tang San up and down.
"Hey, where did the name Delia come from? You didn't even look at where this place was, so you just rushed in. Go out and beg for food. Don't ruin my mood for drinking here." The bald man waved his hand as if to shoo away flies.
Tang San didn't even look at him and walked straight towards the wooden bar at the end of the tavern.
The bald man who was ignored suddenly became furious. He slapped his hand on the table, stood up, and reached out to grab Tang San's shoulder.
"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
Just when the bald man's hand was about to touch Tang San's shoulder, Tang San's footsteps stopped.
He didn't make any unnecessary moves, he just raised his right hand and grabbed the bald man's wrist.
The bald man was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to pull his hand back. But he soon discovered that Tang San's white and slender hand was like an iron pliers, jamming his bones. No matter how hard he tried, even with all his strength to suck milk, he could not move at all.
Tang San turned his head, and the red pupil of his left eye stared at the bald man without emotion.
"I don't want to kill anyone." Tang San said without any fluctuation in his voice.
After saying this, Tang San exerted force on his right hand.
There was a crisp sound of "click".
The bald man's wrist bones were crushed into pieces.
"Ah--" The bald man screamed like a slaughtering pig. He fell to his knees in pain and rolled on the ground while covering his limp right hand with his left hand.
The originally noisy sound in the tavern suddenly stopped. Everyone stopped what they were doing in unison and looked at Tang San. Those men who have been making a living at sea all year round could tell at a glance that this young man was not easy to mess with. Without using Martial Soul, or even using Soul Power, they crushed the wrist of an adult man with pure physical strength, which required terrifying physical fitness.
Tang San let go of his hand, ignored the strong man on the ground, and continued to walk to the bar.
There was a middle-aged man with a beard standing behind the bar, holding a rag in his hand and wiping the wine glass. Seeing Tang San approaching, the middle-aged man put down his wine glass and stared at him warily.
"I want a boat, go to Sea God Island." Tang San said bluntly.
When the middle-aged man heard the words "Sea God Island", his expression changed and he shook his head.
"Little brother, you've come to the wrong place. No one here dares to take the job from Sea God Island. That's a Devil Island who never returns, and he's surrounded by cannibal Sea Soul Beast. No one will go there no matter how much you pay."
Tang San No nonsense, he slapped the thing wrapped in cloth on the wooden bar with a "snap" sound.
The cloth strips spread out, revealing the ten thousand year Netherworld Spirit Panther Soul Bone that shone with a faint black light.
There was a loud gasp in the tavern.
This kind of thing Soul Bone is regarded as a treasure even by the big sects, let alone in this remote coastal city. A piece of Soul Bone of ten thousand years level is enough to buy all the ships in the entire Vast Sea City port.
The middle-aged man stared straight at the piece of Soul Bone, his Adam's apple rolling up and down unconsciously.
"Whoever takes me to Sea God Island, this Soul Bone belongs to him." Tang San's voice spread throughout the tavern.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
The middle-aged man who just said that no one dared to go immediately changed his tune.
He covered Soul Bone with a cloth strip, looked at the wolf-like drinkers around him, and lowered his voice and said to Tang San, "My name is Sea Dragon, and I am the best captain in this Vast Sea City. My 'Sea Demon' is also the strongest ship in this port. I will take this job."
Tang San nodded and said, "When can I leave?"
"This..." Sea Dragon hesitated, "The ship still needs to replenish fresh water and food, at least tomorrow morning."
"Let's go now." Tang San grabbed Sea Dragon's collar and forcibly lifted the 200-pound strong man from behind the bar.
"Food and water, I'll take care of them on the way. Now, take me to your boat."
Sea Dragon was frightened by the murderous look in Tang San's eyes, and nodded in agreement.
Under the greedy but daring eyes of everyone, Tang San grabbed Soul Bone and escorted Sea Dragon out of the tavern.
An hour later, a ketch with a length of more than thirty meters slowly sailed out of the Vast Sea City port.
In addition to Sea Dragon, there were a dozen sailors on the ship who were forced to follow him out to sea.
Although they were afraid of the legend of Sea God Island, Sea Dragon promised to give them a large sum of money when they came back, so these people followed them.
The weather on the sea is unpredictable.
For the past two days, the sea was calm and the sailboat sailed smoothly with the help of the wind.
Tang San has been sitting cross-legged on the deck of the bow, eyes closed, letting the sea breeze blow on him.
He was silently running Mysterious Heaven Skill, guiding the two opposing divine powers in his body, allowing them to each occupy half of the territory in the meridians without interfering with each other.
The body on the left always maintains a warm state, as Asura Divine Power is subtly tempering his bones and muscles; the body on the right has a coolness, as Sea God's Power is constantly nourishing his damaged internal organs and repairing the hidden wounds left by the previous reshaping of the body.
On the evening of the third day, the sky suddenly became dark.
The originally blue sky was obscured by a thick layer of dark clouds, and strong winds began to howl on the sea.
"The wind is picking up! Lower the sails! Lower the sails quickly!" Sea Dragon stood in front of the steering wheel and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The sailors hurriedly ran on the deck, trying to lower the mainsail. But the wind was so strong that the hull shook violently in the huge waves, and it almost capsized several times.
A huge wave crashed over from the side like a hill, and the sea water directly overflowed the deck and washed the three sailors who were pulling the rope into the sea.
"Help--" the sailor's cry for help was instantly drowned out by the violent storm.
Just then.
In the water around the bow of the ship, a large, densely packed patch of green light suddenly lit up.
Sea Dragon stuck his head out and took a look, and was so frightened that he collapsed on the deck.
"It's a swarm of bloodthirsty manta rays! It's over! We're dead!"
The bloodthirsty manta ray is the most notorious Sea Soul Beast in this sea.
They are not strong individually, most of them only have decades or hundreds of years of cultivation, but they always appear in groups.
Thousands of manta rays gather together, and even if they encounter a ten-thousand-year-old sea soul beast, they have to take a detour.
Once they find their prey, they will tear it into pieces with their sharp teeth, leaving no bones behind.
The few sailors who fell into the sea struggled a few times before being instantly submerged by a group of manta rays that surged up.
Within a few seconds, only a ball of blood rose up on the sea surface, not even a single bone floated up.
When the remaining sailors saw this scene, they all collapsed. Some knelt on the deck and prayed to God, and some hugged each other and cried bitterly.