Ma Hongjun Bullies a Commoner Girl, Tang Xiao Kills!

As the golden characters on the Sky Screen slowly settled into place, the entire Douluo Continent seemed to have been pressed on mute.

[Strongest Power Ranking, 12th place: Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, cultivation 390,000 years, one of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, species: Ice Jade Scorpion.]

This line of text radiated a faint, luminous glow that lingered in the void, refusing to fade.

Before Jialing Pass, the once-intense slaughter came to a bizarre standstill at this very moment.

Countless soldiers of the Heaven Dou Allied Forces stared blankly at the sky, their lips trembling, unable to even hold their weapons steady.

"A 390,000-year-old soul beast... and it's only ranked twelfth?"

"Then what kind of terrifying existences must be ranked ahead of it?"

Whispers spread through the million-strong army, and the morale that had been soaring plummeted to rock bottom in an instant.

In the center of the battlefield.

Tang San held the Seagod Trident, his expression so grim it seemed as if water could drip from his face.

Looking at the ranking on the Sky Screen, he felt a stifling pressure in his chest.

"390,000 years..."

"To think that so many powerful soul beasts were still hidden on this continent."

Tang San gritted his teeth inwardly; he had originally thought that by inheriting a godhood, he would be able to traverse this continent unimpeded.

But now, the appearance of this Gold Ranking had shattered the pride in his heart.

On the city wall not far away, Bibi Dong watched Tang San's shifting expression and let out a cold laugh.

"Tang San, it seems that you, this so-called Seagod, don't amount to much on this continent after all."

Bibi Dong's voice, wrapped in Soul Power, clearly spread across the entire battlefield.

Tang San turned around, looking at Bibi Dong on the city wall, a flash of anger crossing his eyes.

"Bibi Dong, there is no need for you to sow discord here."

"Today shall be the day the Spirit Hall Empire falls!"

Tang San snorted coldly, preparing to channel his Seagod divine power once more.

However, at that very instant, a sudden change occurred.

The previously calm earth began to tremble violently.

In the horrified gaze of everyone, countless Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly across the plains stained red with blood before Jialing Pass.

In just a few breaths, those ordinary Blue Silver Grass grew to several meters in height.

The leaves of every blade of Blue Silver Grass radiated a faint golden-blue light.

That light converged, dyeing the entire sky a golden-blue hue.

"This is..."

Tang San looked at the wildly growing Blue Silver Grass around him, startled at first, before a look of wild joy appeared on his face.

"My Blue Silver Emperor spirit has resonated!"

"Haha, heaven helps me!"

Tang San could not help but laugh out loud.

He looked at the members of the Spirit Hall Empire opposite him, his eyes filled with triumph.

"Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, do you see this?"

"Even the Blue Silver Grass of this world is cheering for This Seat!"

"Before the power of the Seagod and the Blue Silver Emperor, you are nothing but mantises trying to block a chariot!"

Tang San held the Seagod Trident high, attempting to commune with the vast power of the surrounding Blue Silver Grass.

"In the name of This Seat, the Blue Silver Emperor, heed my command: condense the source of life and break the pass!"

Tang San's voice resounded through the heavens and earth, carrying a tyrannical pressure.

However.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

The Blue Silver Grass across the entire plain did not produce the slightest fluctuation.

Those leaves radiating golden-blue light did not even sway.

They completely ignored Tang San's command.

"This... how is this possible?"

Tang San's smile froze on his face, his internal Soul Power surging wildly as he attempted to forcibly control the Blue Silver Grass.

But no matter how hard he tried, the Blue Silver Grass remained as immovable as boulders, showing no reaction to the Blue Silver Emperor aura he was emitting.

Not only that.

The moment Tang San forcibly channeled his Soul Power, a surge of incredibly violent repulsive force erupted from the Blue Silver Grass.

BOOM!

A dull thud echoed out.

Tang San felt a force like a collapsing mountain slam into him, and he was forced to retreat over a dozen steps through the void before he could barely steady his stance.

His face turned from green to white, and the blood within his body churned violently.

Why?

I am the Blue Silver Emperor; why would these Blue Silver Grass reject me?

Tang San roared hysterically in his heart.

Just then, the frantically growing Blue Silver Grass suddenly bowed their blades in unison toward the south.

Countless stalks of Blue Silver Grass, like devout believers, bowed down from afar toward the south.

That direction was precisely where the Sun Moon Continent lay.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Heaven Dou Allied Forces immediately began to whisper among themselves.

"What's going on? It seems the Sea God's command isn't working?"

"Look, those grasses seem to be kneeling toward the south!"

"The south... isn't that the direction of the Blue Silver Empire, ranked first on the Gold Ranking?"

"Could it be that the Sea God isn't the true Lord of the Blue Silver at all?"

Listening to the discussions reaching his ears, Tang San trembled with rage.

He never imagined that he had intended to use this opportunity to show off his might, only to end up humiliated instead.

On the city wall, Qian Renxue watched the disheveled Tang San, a flash of disdain in her eyes.

"Tang San, you are nothing but a hypocrite who stole a sliver of bloodline power."

"In the presence of the true Supreme, you aren't even fit to carry his shoes."

Qian Renxue's voice was filled with pride.

She knew very well that there was only one person who could make all the Blue Silver Grass on the continent bow in submission.

That person was her husband, Tang Xiao.

Meanwhile.

Far away, ten thousand miles across the sea on the Sun Moon Continent, inside the Blue Silver Temple.

The atmosphere here was one of complete serenity.

In the garden behind the temple, various rare and exotic flowers were in full bloom.

Ah Yin was holding a jade watering can, patiently tending to a medicinal herb that emitted a faint, shimmering glow.

Her physical body had been completely reconstructed; her skin was as warm and smooth as mutton-fat jade, and her long blue hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She radiated a temperament that was both sacred and gentle.

"Mother, you should let the maids handle such menial tasks; there is no need for you to do it yourself."

A gentle voice rang out.

Tang Xiao, dressed in a simple white robe, walked slowly into the garden.

He looked at Ah Yin, his eyes filled with warmth.

Hearing his voice, Ah Yin turned around, a gentle smile blooming on her face.

"Xiao'er, you're here."

Ah Yin set down the watering can, walked to Tang Xiao's side, and took his hand.

"Staying in this temple all day can be dull; tending to these flowers and plants helps me find peace of mind."

Ah Yin said softly, looking at the eldest son who was now a head taller than her, her eyes filled with both pride and self-reproach.

"Xiao'er, these years have been hard on you."

"If not for that man back then..."

As she spoke, Ah Yin's eyes dimmed, and her voice trembled slightly.

Tang Xiao gently patted his mother's hand, offering comfort.

"Mother, let the past be the past."

"Now that I have broken through to become a God King, no one in this world can harm me, nor can they harm you."

"Those who once hurt us will pay the price they deserve."

Though Tang Xiao's voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable power.

Ah Yin looked into her son's calm yet profound eyes and nodded gently.

"Xiao'er, you came to find me today—do you have some plan in mind?"

Ah Yin asked softly.

Tang Xiao turned his head to look in the direction of Douluo Continent, his gaze deepening.

"Mother, Xue'er is currently at Jialing Pass, at war with the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Tang San, Tang Hao, and the others are all there as well."

"I intend to make a trip to Douluo Continent. It is time for these grievances to be settled."

Upon hearing Tang Xiao's words, Ah Yin's body trembled slightly.

She closed her eyes, and in her mind, the image of Tang Hao's heartless gaze from all those years ago surfaced, along with Tang San's face, which bore a striking resemblance to his.

After a long while, Ah Yin opened her eyes, her gaze now clear and resolute.

"Go, Xiao'er."

"Mother asks for nothing else, only that you return safely."

"As for that man... he schemed against me for my spirit ring back then and heartlessly abandoned you when you were just born. The ties between him and me were severed long ago."

Ah Yin's expression was firm.

Tang Xiao smiled slightly and helped Ah Yin sit on a nearby stone chair.

"Rest assured, Mother. I shall return as soon as I have finished."

"Please rest well within the empire, and wait for me to bring Xue'er back to see you."

Ah Yin nodded with a smile, holding Tang Xiao's hand and offering instructions for a long while.

It was not until the sun dipped behind the mountains that Tang Xiao left the Blue Silver Temple under Ah Yin's reluctant gaze.

After leaving the temple, Tang Xiao did not alert anyone.

With a slight flicker of his figure, he merged into the void.

With his current cultivation at the God King realm, crossing the ocean that separated the two continents was a matter of mere moments.

Douluo Continent, the southwestern border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

This place was only a few hundred miles from the battlefield at Jialing Pass. It had originally been a prosperous small border town called Wind Stone City.

However, due to the outbreak of war, the small town was now incredibly desolate.

The streets were filled with refugees hurrying along, most of the shops on either side were shuttered, and the air was thick with a stifling, oppressive atmosphere.

Tang Xiao appeared silently on the streets of Wind Stone City.

He suppressed his aura entirely, appearing as nothing more than a young nobleman from an ordinary family—gentle, refined, and otherworldly.

He looked at the sallow-faced, emaciated commoners on the street, his brow furrowing slightly.

Is this the result brought about by the so-called 'righteous' army?

Tang Xiao sneered inwardly.

To sustain the consumption of its million-strong army, the Heaven Dou Empire was ruthlessly squeezing the blood and sweat from the border people.

This was the continent that Tang San claimed he wanted to save.

How ironic.

As he thought this, Tang Xiao walked slowly down the street.

Just then, a noisy commotion suddenly erupted on the street not far ahead, accompanied by a woman's cries and an old man's pleas.

"Move! Get out of the way, all of you!"

"You blind fools! If you disturb Lord Phoenix, I'll have your heads!"

Several soldiers wearing the armor of the Heaven Dou Empire were brutally driving the surrounding commoners away with leather whips.

Surrounded by these soldiers, a fat, red-haired man was swaggering down the street.

The fat man wore an extremely ornate red robe, but his massive, bloated frame stretched the fabric until it was taut, making him look utterly ridiculous.

His face was filled with arrogance and lechery, his small eyes scanning the women on both sides of the street incessantly.

This man was none other than Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, now a Title Douluo.

Because the war at Jialing Pass was intense, he had been ordered to supervise the transport of grain and supplies in the rear.

Yet, in his hands, this duty had become nothing more than a tool for his own debauchery.

"My Lord, I beg you, please spare my daughter!"

"She is still young and knows nothing!"

Ahead, a ragged old man was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing desperately until his forehead was covered in blood.

Behind the old man, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen was trembling violently.

Although the girl wore coarse cloth garments, her features were incredibly pure and moving, like a lotus flower emerging from the water.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with tears of terror as she clutched the hem of the old man's clothes tightly.

Ma Hongjun stopped in his tracks, looking down at the father and daughter with a flicker of greed in his eyes.

"Get lost, old man, and get out of This Seat's way!"

Ma Hongjun impatiently kicked the old man square in the chest.

Bang!

The old man let out a miserable shriek as he was sent flying several meters away, crashing heavily into a nearby stall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Father!"

The young girl cried out in alarm and was about to rush over, but Ma Hongjun grabbed her by the wrist.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, little beauty."

Ma Hongjun looked at the girl's delicate face, a lecherous grin spreading across his own.

"This Seat is the Grand Elder of the Heaven Dou Empire, a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level!"

"Being able to serve This Seat is a blessing your entire family has cultivated over several lifetimes."

"Come with This Seat, and I guarantee you'll live in luxury from here on out."

As he spoke, his fat hands began to grope the girl's tender face.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The girl struggled and cried out desperately, but as an ordinary person, how could she possibly break free from the grasp of a Title Douluo?

The surrounding townspeople watched the scene, all of them furious but too afraid to speak.

That was a Title Douluo.

On this continent, a Title Douluo was a god-like existence; who would dare provoke one?

Moreover, the man was a powerful noble of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"You old bag of bones, if you keep wailing, This Seat will burn you to a crisp right now!"

Ma Hongjun looked at the old man still struggling and pleading on the ground, a flash of cruelty in his eyes.

As he spoke, a scorching red flame suddenly surged from his body. The temperature in the vicinity rose sharply in an instant, and the wooden houses on both sides of the street even began to emit the sound of charring.

Nine dazzling spirit rings rose slowly from beneath Ma Hongjun's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The red ninth spirit ring appeared exceptionally blinding under the sunlight.

"A Title Douluo..."

Feeling the terrifying pressure, the surrounding townspeople were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

The girl looked at the nine spirit rings, her eyes filled with despair.

"Take her away!"

Ma Hongjun laughed triumphantly and dragged the girl toward his luxurious carriage.

"So, this is the character of a Title Douluo from the Heaven Dou Empire."

A calm, cold voice suddenly rang out across the noisy street.

The voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.

Ma Hongjun's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

He turned his head, his small eyes narrowing slightly as he looked toward the source of the voice.

A young man in white robes with an elegant temperament was walking slowly toward them, his hands clasped behind his back.

There was no excess expression on his face, and the way he looked at Ma Hongjun was as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Kid, what did you just say?"

Ma Hongjun's expression darkened instantly.

Within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire, it had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him in such a tone.

Tang Xiao stood quietly in place, looking at Ma Hongjun, and spoke indifferently.

"I said, the Title Douluos of the Heaven Dou Empire are nothing more than a bunch of trash who bully others by relying on their status."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire street fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at Tang Xiao in horror.

Had this young man lost his mind?

He actually dared to insult a Title Douluo in the middle of the street.