Half-Finished Death God Tower, Ye Xishui Panics

Yu Xiaogang dared to speak so boastfully about protecting Tang San not because of how powerful he was.

It was simply because he loved to brag.

Since he already knew how high Tang San's future achievements would be.

Yu Xiaogang naturally had to maintain the persona of a perfect teacher.

Only by letting Tang San see his sincere cultivation.

Could Tang San return the favor after becoming a god, taking him to the God Realm to enjoy a life of luxury.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's grand words, Tang San could only force a bitter smile in response.

He knew better than anyone just how much capability his teacher possessed.

Let alone destroying Martial Soul Hall, even encountering a century-level Datura Snake would be a life-or-death struggle.

Tang San had not forgotten the experience of Yu Xiaogang taking him to hunt soul beasts.

As his teacher, Yu Xiaogang should have been the guardian protecting his safety.

Yet in the end, Yu Xiaogang was not only utterly useless, but he also held him back, requiring Tang San to protect him instead.

It was only because he, Tang San, had lived two lives and possessed Tang Sect hidden weapons at such a young age to save his own life.

Otherwise, that experience alone would have been enough for Tang San to be reincarnated.

Thinking of these past events, Tang San could not help but feel disdain for Gangzi.

Fortunately, Shrek Academy was located in a remote area.

To put it aptly, it was a bottom-tier, no-name academy.

As long as Tang San kept a low profile and developed at Shrek Academy.

Martial Soul Hall would not be able to find him for quite some time.

After all, no one would believe that he, the dignified future God King, would be studying at a third-rate institution like Shrek Academy.

On the other side, on the arena...

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a long time before finally accepting the facts Ye Xishui had presented.

His heart was truly heavy at this moment.

Thinking that the ten-thousand-year foundation of Martial Soul Hall would be overturned by Tang San filled Qian Daoliu with gloom.

He had failed his ancestors; he had not protected the foundation of Martial Soul Hall well.

Martial Soul Hall had been passed down for so many years; it absolutely could not perish in his generation.

It was fortunate that Ye Xishui had revealed the future outcome in advance.

Qian Daoliu still had a chance to remedy the situation.

As long as he spared no cost to eliminate Tang San, the primary culprit, first.

Then the fate of Martial Soul Hall could be changed.

Of course, all these matters would have to wait until the arena tournament concluded.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and released his Angel Martial Soul.

In an instant, dazzling golden light enveloped the entire arena.

"Thank you for telling me so much about the future."

"As a reward, I will let you die more easily."

Qian Daoliu's killing intent boiled over.

The terrifying pressure of the Six-Winged Angel surged toward Ye Xishui all at once.

He was furious now and desperately needed a scapegoat to vent his anger.

And Ye Xishui happened to be that unfortunate soul.

One had to admit that Ye Xishui's plan had been very successful.

Upon learning of Martial Soul Hall's fate, Qian Daoliu's inner peace was indeed shattered.

But at the same time, Qian Daoliu, usually a gentle and refined gentleman, had also gone berserk.

As everyone knew, anger could increase damage.

And at this moment, even if Tang Chen in his prime were here, he would have to kneel before Qian Daoliu.

"Ye Xishui has truly lifted a rock only to drop it on her own feet."

From a god's-eye view, Su Yu witnessed the changes in Qian Daoliu's emotions.

He could clearly feel the extreme killing intent erupting from Qian Daoliu.

Ye Xishui's expression changed.

The pressure of the Six-Winged Angel made her break out in a cold sweat.

"How could it be like this..."

"As fellow rank 99 Limit Douluo, why does Qian Daoliu make me feel the danger of death just by the aura he radiates?"

It was not as if Ye Xishui had never crossed blades with powerhouses of the same level.

Compared to Mu En and Long Xiaoyao...

The pressure Qian Daoliu exerted on Ye Xishui felt as if she were facing an insurmountable mountain.

"Damn it!"

"It seems I still underestimated Qian Daoliu."

"If that is the case, then I have no choice but to go all out."

Ye Xishui gritted her teeth.

Originally, she had not wanted to resort to the Death God Tower directly.

After all, the current Death God Tower could only be considered a semi-finished product.

Without a sufficient number of vengeful spirits, the Death God Tower could barely be used, but it was impossible to unleash its full might.

Yet, looking at Qian Daoliu, who stood before her like a god, Ye Xishui had no choice but to play her trump card, the Death God Tower.

"Death God Tower, emerge."

Ye Xishui summoned the Soul Tool she had poured her heart and blood into crafting.

In an instant...

The entire arena was shrouded in a blood-red aura.

"Hehehe..."

"Qian Daoliu, you are indeed very strong. In terms of raw strength alone, I might not be able to defeat you."

"But I have the Death God Tower. No matter how strong you are, you will die by my hand today."

Ye Xishui activated the Death God Tower, unleashing the Death God Light.

Although the power of the semi-finished Death God Tower was somewhat diminished, it remained terrifyingly potent.

If an ordinary Titled Douluo were to take such a hit, they would undoubtedly perish.

This was Qian Daoliu's first time witnessing the Death God Tower.

His intuition told him that the Death God Light was extremely dangerous.

The power of this strike was in no way inferior to Tang Chen's Great Sumeru Hammer.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Angel True Body."

A dazzling angel stood tall behind Qian Daoliu, slowly flapping its six golden wings.

The wings enveloped Qian Daoliu in a golden sphere of light, forcibly blocking the Death God Light.

BOOM!

Qian Daoliu remained unscathed, but his heart was in turmoil.

"Such terrifying power. What on earth is this weapon?"

Qian Daoliu frowned.

The power released by the Death God Tower filled him with intense disgust.

Ye Xishui made no attempt to hide it, showing off her prized possession.

"This is called a Soul Tool, a product of future technology."

"It took me many years to barely craft this semi-finished product."

"If I am given enough vengeful spirits to serve as energy, the Death God Tower can be perfected and reach the level of a Tier 10 Soul Tool."

"At that time, the Death God Tower could even rival a Divine Tool."

"Qian Daoliu, you have no reason to complain about losing to the Death God Tower today."

Ye Xishui spoke with ease.

Her words, however, drove Qian Daoliu into a complete frenzy.

Using countless vengeful spirits as fuel for the Death God Tower...

This was nothing short of a provocation to Qian Daoliu's bottom line.

He never imagined that the Evil Soul Masters of ten thousand years later had become so deranged and heartless.

"Not only will you die today, but your Death God Tower must also be destroyed."

Qian Daoliu abandoned his usual composure.

His mind was now filled with only one thought: to kill Ye Xishui.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Breath."

Qian Daoliu mobilized all the soul power within his body, launching an all-out assault on Ye Xishui.

For every second Ye Xishui remained alive, Qian Daoliu's conscience suffered.

Qian Daoliu unleashed his full power.

Blinding golden light instantly flooded the entire arena.

Countless golden feathers drifted toward Ye Xishui like raindrops.

Wait... this isn't right...

Ye Xishui panicked.

Her instincts screamed at her to flee immediately.

Even with the Death God Tower in her hand, she stood no chance of victory against Qian Daoliu's Angel's Breath.

All evil was completely suppressed in the presence of the Six-Winged Angel.

Because Qian Daoliu hadn't unleashed his full strength before, Ye Xishui hadn't realized just how dangerous her situation truly was.

But now, Ye Xishui finally realized it: she was going to die.