Tang San is Hypocritical!

Tang Xiao's voice echoed through the empty street like a funeral bell, tolling against Ma Hongjun's heart.

Ma Hongjun no longer had the strength to even scream; his Soul Power had been completely extinguished, leaving him a crippled man with no cultivation whatsoever.

The Phoenix Evil Fire within him had incinerated his meridians, and even his bones had begun to melt under the intense heat.

"Please... kill me... give me a quick end..."

Ma Hongjun used his final ounce of strength to beg weakly.

This agony of being devoured by his own power, unable to live yet unable to die, was more terrifying than any torture in the world.

Tang Xiao looked at him indifferently and shook his head.

"A quick end?"

"You think too simply."

Tang Xiao flicked his right hand, and an invisible force merged into the ground.

In an instant, countless stalks of golden-blue Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly from the soil surrounding the deep pit.

These Blue Silver Grass were not soft like ordinary blades of grass; instead, they acted like sharp vines, piercing directly into Ma Hongjun's body.

"Ah!"

Ma Hongjun let out another faint shriek, his body convulsing violently.

He could feel those Blue Silver Grass frantically draining the remaining flesh and blood from his body, along with that tyrannical Phoenix Evil Fire.

The Phoenix Evil Fire, which could melt even steel, was assimilated and absorbed the moment it touched the Blue Silver Grass, transformed into nutrients for the grass to grow.

Under this draining, Ma Hongjun's body shriveled rapidly.

In just a few breaths, Ma Hongjun lost all vitality, his entire being reduced to a withered skeleton.

Finally, caught in a gentle breeze, the skeleton silently crumbled into dust, scattering into the wind.

The generation-defining Phoenix Douluo, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, Ma Hongjun, vanished from this world just like that, leaving not even a trace behind.

Following Ma Hongjun's death, the Blue Silver Grass that had pierced his body slowly retreated back into the earth.

Around the pit, only a lush patch of golden-blue grass remained, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance that washed away the stench of blood and charred flesh that had permeated the air.

Tang Xiao turned around to look at the father and daughter, who were still frozen in shock.

He walked up to them and, seeing the still-trembling young girl, revealed a gentle smile.

"It's alright now."

Tang Xiao spoke softly, his voice carrying a soothing power.

He brushed his palm through the air, and a wisp of pure Life Divine Power merged into the old man's body.

The old man, who had been left on the verge of death by Ma Hongjun's kick and was coughing up blood, felt his complexion instantly flush with health under the nourishment of that power.

He moved his body in disbelief, discovering that his injuries had completely healed; even the chronic ailments he had accumulated over the years were gone, leaving him feeling more robust than ever before.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving our lives!"

The old man pulled his daughter down to kneel on the ground again, kowtowing repeatedly, his eyes filled with gratitude and awe.

In their eyes, this young man in white was an omnipotent immortal.

Tang Xiao used a gentle force to lift them up, not allowing them to continue bowing.

"Take your father and leave this Wind Stone City. Go south; there, you will find a place to settle."

Tang Xiao instructed softly.

The Blue Silver Empire had now unified the Sun Moon Continent and was expanding toward the Douluo Continent; the south was currently under the jurisdiction of the Blue Silver Empire.

There, the common people could live and work in peace, and such incidents where a Title Douluo could bully the populace—as seen in the Heaven Dou Empire—would never occur.

The girl looked at Tang Xiao's handsome, ethereal face, a flicker of brilliance in her eyes. She lowered her head shyly and replied softly, "Thank you, Young Master. This girl will remember."

Tang Xiao nodded, saying nothing more.

He turned his head to look at the soldiers who were slumped on the ground.

Feeling Tang Xiao's gaze, the commander trembled violently, kowtowing repeatedly to beg for mercy, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"My Lord, spare me! This lowly one was only following orders, I had no intention of offending you!"

Tang Xiao looked at him and said indifferently, "Take your men and get out."

"Yes, yes! This lowly one is leaving right now! Thank you, My Lord, for sparing our lives!"

The commander, as if granted a pardon, scrambled to his feet and fled the street in a pathetic panic with the remaining soldiers, wishing he had grown an extra pair of legs to run faster.

Soon, the once-noisy street returned to silence, with only a light breeze rustling the golden-blue grass blades by the roadside.

Tang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking toward the distant Jialing Pass.

He could sense that in the void there, two powerful divine forces were colliding fiercely, causing the natural energy of the world to fluctuate violently.

Those were the powers belonging to Qian Renxue and Tang San.

"Xue'er, wait for me."

Tang Xiao muttered to himself, a flicker of tenderness crossing his eyes before being replaced by a touch of coldness.

His figure swayed slightly, and he merged into the void, vanishing without a trace.

When he reappeared, he was already high in the sky, a hundred miles away.

With terrifying speed, he traversed layers of space, hurtling toward the battlefield at Jialing Pass.

At this moment, the battle at Jialing Pass had reached its most critical juncture.

In the sky, golden and blue radiance split the heavens in two, the terrifying shockwaves of divine power causing the million-strong army below to tremble in fear.

Tang San, wielding the Seagod Trident, was locked in a fierce confrontation with Qian Renxue in mid-air.

Every collision triggered a violent tremor in the heavens and earth.

The wind whistled sharply in his ears.

Tang Xiao's figure wove through the void; every step he took was accompanied by the distortion and overlapping of space.

He did not activate any flight soul skills; merely by relying on his control over the laws of heaven and earth, honed through a million years of cultivation, he had already reached the realm of shrinking distance into an inch.

Almost there, Xue'er.

Tang Xiao whispered to himself in his heart.

He could clearly feel the Angelic divine power belonging to Qian Renxue fluctuating violently in the distance, clearly caught in an extremely arduous and brutal battle.

Beyond Qian Renxue's aura, there was another power that filled him with disgust.

It was the vast divine power of the Seagod—the power belonging to Tang San.

"Tang San, you style yourself as the Seagod, yet you trample wantonly upon this land."

"Today is the day you and your father pay your debts."

A ruthless light flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes.

He would never forget the disgusted, indifferent gaze of Tang Hao when he was first born.

Because he possessed the bloodline of a soul beast and his true form was Blue Silver Grass, he had been heartlessly abandoned by his own father on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Had he not been lucky, and had he not awakened the Seclusion System, he would have long since become food for soul beasts.

But now, he was a million-year-level Blue Silver Emperor, the possessor of the Supreme Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, and the master of the Blue Silver Empire that had unified the Sun Moon Continent!

Yet that father who abandoned him, Tang Hao, and that younger brother, Tang San, who was regarded as the pride of heaven, were still creating slaughter on this land for the sake of so-called fame and power.

"King... we are in such pain..."

"The earth is burning, our life force is slipping away..."

Just then, countless faint and chaotic voices surged into Tang Xiao's mind along the veins of the earth.

It was the Blue Silver Grass spread across the entire Douluo Continent, crying out to their monarch.

For the sake of this war, the Heaven Dou Empire's army had trampled countless plants, and Tang San, in the midst of battle, was even more unscrupulous, draining the life force of the surrounding Blue Silver Grass to replenish himself.

In Tang San's eyes, these Blue Silver Grass were nothing more than nourishment for his soul skills, tools to be sacrificed at any moment.

"I know."

Tang Xiao closed his eyes, using his consciousness to soothe these little lives.

"I have returned. From this day forward, no one shall ever trample upon you again."

"Those who have stolen your life force, I will make them pay it back a thousandfold, ten thousandfold."

Though his voice was calm, it carried an unshakable power, instantly spreading across the entire Douluo Continent along the veins of the earth.

In an instant, the Blue Silver Grass that had been withering and trembling due to the fires of war all fell silent.

They no longer wept, instead emitting a faint golden-blue shimmer, as if welcoming the return of their king.

Tang Xiao opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the towering, majestic pass in the distance.

Jialing Pass was now within reach.

Before Jialing Pass, the situation had become tragic to the extreme.

Beneath the city walls, countless corpses were piled like mountains, and blood had gathered into rivers, staining the once-dry earth a dark red.

The million-strong army of the Heaven Dou Empire, under the command of Marshal Ge Long, launched one fierce offensive after another.

Various siege engines let out deafening roars, and countless arrows poured down upon the city walls like a torrential rain.

On the walls, the Spirit Hall Empire's garrison resisted with their lives, but in the face of the Heaven Dou Empire's overwhelming numerical advantage, they appeared stretched to the breaking point.

"Your Majesty, if this continues, I fear Jialing Pass will not hold!"

A Spirit Hall Empire general, covered in blood, knelt before Bibi Dong, his voice filled with anxiety and despair.

Bibi Dong's face was pale, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth.

In the previous battle, she had been severely wounded by Tang San's Seagod Trident; at this moment, the Rakshasa divine power within her was circulating poorly, making it impossible for her to exert her full strength.

She looked up at the sky, a flicker of complex emotion crossing her eyes.

"What is the rush?"

"Xue'er is still fighting in the sky. As long as she does not fall, our Spirit Hall Empire still has hope."

Bibi Dong's voice was weak, yet it still carried the majesty of one in a position of power.

Meanwhile, in the Heaven Dou Empire's camp, the atmosphere was one of ease.

"Teacher, it seems we have already won this war."

Ning Fengzhi stood beside Yu Xiaogang, watching the golden and blue figures colliding in the sky, and spoke with a smile.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, a look of self-satisfaction on his face.

"That is only natural. Xiao San is now the high and mighty Seagod, and he holds the divine artifact, the Seagod Trident, in his hand."

"Although Qian Renxue is also a god, her foundation as an Angel God is insufficient, and her state of mind is flawed; she could never be Xiao San's match."

"As soon as Xiao San defeats Qian Renxue, the Spirit Hall Empire will crumble in an instant, and our Heaven Dou Empire will usher in true peace."

Yu Xiaogang spoke eloquently, his words filled with pride and trust in Tang San.

"The Grandmaster is absolutely right."

The generals nearby echoed his sentiments, their eyes filled with reverence as they looked at Yu Xiaogang.

However, just then, Dai Mubai, who was standing to the side, suddenly furrowed his brows and looked at the ground in confusion.

"Grandmaster, look at the grass on the ground."

"This grass... it seems something is wrong."

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Yu Xiaogang paused slightly and looked down.

He saw that the Blue Silver Grass surrounding the battlefield, which had been ravaged and ruined by the fires of war, had all straightened their stalks.

They were not disturbed by the fluctuations of divine power in the sky, nor did they pay any heed to the thunderous sounds of battle; instead, they bowed in unison, facing toward the south.

"What... what is happening here?"

Yu Xiaogang's brows were locked tight. The knowledge in his mind spun rapidly, yet he could not find a single theory to explain this phenomenon.

"Xiao San is the Blue Silver Emperor, and he is right there in the sky. Why are these Blue Silver Grass not bowing to him, but instead kneeling toward the south?"

Ning Fengzhi's expression also turned grave.

"Could it be that there is something in the south, even more powerful than the Seagod, heading this way?"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Yu Xiaogang immediately shook his head, denying it.

"Impossible! Xiao San is already a god! How could there be anything on this continent more powerful than a god?"

"These Blue Silver Grass are merely ordinary plants. Perhaps they were just disturbed by some special fluctuation of Soul Power; there is no need to make a fuss."

Although he said this, an intense, inexplicable sense of unease rose in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, his gaze fixed intently on the south, yet he could see nothing.

Not far from Yu Xiaogang, the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils were gathered together.

Ning Rongrong held Oscar's hand, her delicate face full of worry.

"Xiao Ao, I don't know why, but my heart is beating so fast. I have a feeling that something major is about to happen."

Oscar gently patted the back of her hand, comforting her.

"Rongrong, don't let your imagination run wild. Third Brother is the Seagod now, and he's suppressing Qian Renxue in the sky. What could possibly happen?"

"But..."

Ning Rongrong looked up at the massive Golden Ranking List in the sky, feeling a lingering sense of unease.

In the sky, the duel between gods had reached its most critical moment.

"Qian Renxue, you are stubborn and unyielding!"

Tang San held the Seagod Trident, his long blue hair flying in the wind, his body radiating the vast and boundless power of the Seagod.

Every strike he delivered carried the force of a crashing sea, forcing Qian Renxue to retreat continuously.

Qian Renxue wore the Angel Divine Raiment, and the six golden wings on her back appeared dim, yet she gritted her teeth, her Angel Holy Sword dancing with a sky full of golden light as she desperately resisted Tang San's onslaught.

"The Spirit Hall Empire has committed too many evils; it is destined to be destroyed!"

"I represent justice, and today, I shall eradicate you, this evil Angel God!"

Tang San's voice was filled with arrogance and a sense of justice, as if he were the savior of this world.

Qian Renxue sneered. Although her face was pale, her eyes were filled with disdain and mockery.

"Justice? Tang San, are you even worthy of speaking of justice?"

"For your own selfish gains, how many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts have you slaughtered?"

"To become a god, you have dragged the countless commoners of this continent into the fires of war, leaving them displaced and their families shattered."

"The justice you speak of is nothing but a fig leaf used to cover your selfishness and ambition!"

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Tang San's expression darkened instantly, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even more intense.

"Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles."

"As long as I can unify the continent and lead humanity toward prosperity, what does a moment of sacrifice matter?"

"As for those Soul Beasts, they are merely resources for Soul Masters to cultivate. It is their honor to become a part of my divine position!"

Tang San spoke with righteous indignation, his words filled with contempt and indifference toward the Soul Beasts.