Wu Ling smiled, but his hands moved swiftly. The saying "villains die from talking too much" was a golden rule. Although he didn't think someone as handsome as him could be a villain, it was always better to be cautious. Besides, he didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Tang Hao. After defeating him, verbal humiliation wouldn't bring Wu Ling much pleasure.
At this moment, Wu Ling brandished his Golden Spear, ready to blast Tang Hao to death. Tang Hao, however, unleashed his Clear Sky Hammer. After using the Ring Detonation, he would be unable to use Spirit Skill for a period of time. Thus, Tang Hao held the lone Clear Sky Hammer, determined to put up a final stand.
But suddenly, Wu Ling frowned. He quickly withdrew the Golden Spear that had been slashing, and raised it up. The next second, the space behind Tang Hao shattered like glass, and an arm wearing dark red armor emerged from the dark Void, holding a blood-red Demonic Sword.
" Heaven Burner, Curse Me!" Wu Ling's expression turned solemn, and he used his Noble Phantasm without hesitation, while the arm swung its sword fiercely at Wu Ling.
The golden-red spear clashed with the blood-red sword energy. After a brief confrontation, the golden spear broke through the sword energy and rushed straight towards the arm.
The arm that was originally reaching for Tang Hao suddenly froze, as if it hadn't expected Wu Ling to be able to break through that sword energy. It had no choice but to raise its sword to block the golden spear. Then another arm stretched out from the side and pulled Tang Hao directly into the black Void.
As Tang Hao disappeared, the arm that had blocked the Golden Spear with a sword withdrew without hesitation. At the same time, the space returned to normal, and the Golden Spear, with its remaining power, slammed into the stone wall inside the cave.
With a loud explosion, the Golden Spear emerged from the other side of the mountain, creating a tunnel large enough for a vehicle to pass through at the base of the mountain.
Then, the entire mountain began to sway precariously. Building a tunnel without reinforcement was already dangerous, let alone the brutal method Wu Ling used.
Seeing that the mountain seemed about to collapse, Wu Ling, with a somewhat gloomy expression, glanced at the Blue Silver Grass at his feet, casually uprooted it, and then Wu Ling left the tunnel and flew into the sky.
With Wu Ling's departure, the mountain finally gave way and collapsed completely with a "boom," burying the quiet valley in dust and rocks.
However, Wu Ling's attention was not on the valley at all, because he recognized who the arm belonged to— the Asura God!
The killing intent emanating from that sword and its aura was very familiar to Wu Ling, because his previous Divine Slaughter's Domain possessed that same aura. However, the aura emanating from that sword and its aura was many times stronger than that Divine Slaughter's Domain.
"I never imagined that the Asura God would personally intervene for Tang Hao. Logically speaking, this is absolutely not worth it. If it were Tang San, then it might be possible."
"... Wait, if we change our perspective, and his target isn't Tang Hao, but something about Tang Hao, then it might be possible."
That's right. Tang Hao alone is certainly not worth the Asura God's attention. His goal is indeed the same as Wu Ling's: Divinity, the Divinity of the God-Slaying Spear that remains on Tang Hao!
Wu Ling's spear strike directly alarmed the Asura God, who had been watching the Douluo Continent closely. Observing the battle from the Divine Realm, the Asura God was astonished to discover that Wu Ling's attack contained a trace of extremely small but terrifyingly high-quality Power of Judgment. Even if he were hit by Wu Ling's attack, he wouldn't dare to claim that he would be unharmed. Therefore, he coveted this power.
It's a joke that a god would covet something that belongs to a mortal, but that's the truth, because he saw in that power a path to further advancement.
Therefore, the Asura God's first target was actually the Wu Ling's God-Slaying Spear, but since the Wu Ling has now decomposed it back into the Golden Armor, the Asura God's target was reduced to Tang Hao, who still possessed remnants of Divinity.
Having guessed the general target of the Asura God, Wu Ling raised a hand in a gesture of international goodwill towards the sky.
Then, while imagining himself using the God-Slaying Spear to pierce the Asura God, Wu Ling shifted his gaze to the Blue Silver Grass in his hand.
The Blue Silver Grass with golden veins on its leaves was twisting and turning, as if trying to break free from Wu Ling's large hand. Upon seeing this, Wu Ling immediately conjured flames in his hand. Under the extreme heat, the Blue Silver Grass turned to ashes in less than three seconds. At the same time, Wu Ling's Martial Soul Avatar Throne of Heroes of Wu Ling, quietly appeared behind him.
A moment later, Wu Ling sensed that something had appeared in the Throne of Heroes, and Wu Ling immediately summoned it.
Then, a woman who looked to be in her thirties appeared in front of Wu Ling. She was wearing a blue and gold long dress, and her noble and elegant temperament set off her otherworldly appearance. Her azure eyes were as flawless as blue crystals, but the emptiness in her eyes made her look like a delicate doll, lifeless.
"Is this Tang San's mother Ah Yin? Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is equivalent to Titled Douluo, so she also has the right to be recorded."
However, because of the sacrifice, her soul has not fully recovered. Simply put, it's a weak soul controlling a powerful body. She has her own thoughts, but she can't move an inch." Wu Ling circled around Ah Yin, scrutinizing her, finally stopping at her beautiful face.
"Although we can use her to summon Heroic Spirit a second time, she might be used to launch a special attack against Tang San at some point, so it's fine to keep her for now." After saying that, Wu Ling put Ah Yin back, and then his gaze moved to the Blue Silver Grassland, where an 80,000-year-old Blue Silver King was waiting for him.
Wu Ling flew directly to the sky above the Blue Silver Grassland. Facing an intruder at the 50,000-year level, the Blue Silver King immediately stepped forward without Wu Ling even needing to search for her. The final result was without suspense; she was directly burned to ashes by a single Noble Phantasm from Wu Ling.
Drawing the black Spirit Ring to his front, Wu Ling muttered to himself, " Blue Silver Grass, a plant or nature-type spirit? If it's 80,000 years old, it can only be summoned at four stars or lower. So, who will it summon?"
The Throne of Heroes appeared, and after absorbing the Spirit Ring, a Magic Circle appeared in front of Wu Ling. With a flash of light, Wu Ling gradually narrowed his eyes. Even he was looking forward to this first normal summoning.
Then, a clear yet bold voice rang out from within the light. "Rider, appear here. This unparalleled body will henceforth be at your service."
Upon seeing the Servant from the present world, Wu Ling was stunned for a moment before raising an eyebrow and asking, "I used Blue Silver Grass, not a carrot, so why are you here?"
The light faded, and a valiant figure clad in armor appeared before Wu Ling, if one ignored his horse's head and four legs. In response to Wu Ling's question, he explained, "Neigh! I like carrots, I really like them. But I smelled something even better than carrots, so I followed my heart—simply put, I came here following the scent."