Old Scores Settled, the Plane Transferred!

As the old man's voice faded, the surrounding space instantly fell silent, the whole world seemed to stand still, yet there was a faint sense of anticipation for the old man's appearance.

"So it was you, the spirit of the Douluo Plane Spirit. You're still alive."

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently, which was clearly beyond his expectations.

"My great revenge has not yet been avenged, my enemies are not all dead, my plane has not yet been destroyed, how could I possibly die!"

The old man's tone was icy, his hands, hidden in his gray sleeves, clenched tightly. "And you, you heartless wretch, are the one who truly deserves to die!"

Twenty thousand years ago, Tang San was also the chosen one of his Douluo Plane. He had bestowed the fortune of the Douluo Continent upon Tang San. However, after Tang San became a god, he not only failed to repay him but also demanded more, even using his father to possess him and become the new Plane Spirit.

"How dare you! Everything I, the God King, have done is for the sake of all living beings. Is it not a good thing to sacrifice you to save this entire plane?"

Tang San's expression was somewhat angry, as if his dark side had been exposed, and he couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"What a sharp-tongued little man! You know perfectly well whether you're doing this for the entire plane or for yourself," the old man laughed in anger upon hearing this, before his expression turned completely cold.

"No need for further words. Of your three opportunities to strike with your divine sense, this is the last one left. So let me bury you completely!"

After speaking, the old man's gray robe billowed, and the gray crystal that had been between the brows of the Underworld Emperor suddenly flew out and hovered above the train. The next moment, a layer of gray light instantly covered an area of nearly a hundred miles, as if it had transformed into an isolated domain.

"This... this old man is the previous Plane Spirit? How come he's involving more and more powerful figures?!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiu froze, exchanged a glance with the Ant Emperor who was poised to attack, and were both somewhat dumbfounded.

He remembered that his original purpose in coming here was to obliterate Tang San's divine consciousness. Now, he hadn't even made a move, so how come Tang San was about to be completely obliterated?

Is this Tang God King's extraordinary particle attraction? It's attracted all his enemies!

"Boss, it seems like I don't have to die again..."

"The Ant Emperor murmured."

"Not only will you not die, it seems like we can achieve our goal in one fell swoop this time."

Jiang Xiu nodded slightly, a strange light flashing in his purple eyes. The old man had just said that Tang San's three opportunities to attack seemed to have been used up once before, and then used up a second time for the Underworld Emperor. Now, after the Old Plane Spirit erases this last one, Tang San's wisp of divine consciousness will completely dissipate.

"The plan has changed. This time, we'll go straight for the Golden Dragon King Origin!"

Jiang Xiu's gaze was resolute, with a hint of fervor flickering in his eyes. After Tang San's divine sense dissipated, there would be no one left to challenge him in seizing the Golden Dragon King Origin.

As for Tang Hao and Ah Yin, Jiang Xiu is now more willing to take a gamble. Since the Old Plane Spirit dared to appear, its intentions are definitely not as simple as just erasing Tang San's divine consciousness, because that would not be of much significance to it...

"So what they're after is... me, this anomaly!"

"My the Master, should I approach Tang San from behind later, drawing his attention and providing this old man with an opportunity to strike?"

Seeing that he was not in any life-threatening danger, the Ant Emperor volunteered.

"We'll see how things unfold," Jiang Xiu said softly.

Looking at Jiang Xiu in front of her, Dark Bell Finger gently touched her red lips, a look of curiosity appearing on her pretty face.

"This little brother seems to have many secrets. He's only a Soul Elder, yet he possesses such courage; it's truly exciting..."

outside world.

"Since you wish to die, then this God King will grant your wish."

Feeling the powerful pressure of heaven and earth around him, Tang San's expression suddenly hardened, and anger rose in his eyes. The Golden Trident in his hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light.

He could see through the state of the Old Plane Spirit at a glance. Although it had not died as he had expected, it was now only a wisp of remnant soul and was not worth fearing at all.

However, his last chance to make a move would greatly impact his meticulously planned Ten Thousand Year Plan, and might even... which is why he was so angry.

"Thirteen Forms of the Sea God, Unfixed Storm!"

"Thirteen Forms of the Sea God, Thousand Years of Emptiness!"

"Extinction, Sea God's Light!"

With a roar, Tang San swung his Golden Trident repeatedly, sending out ripples of pale gold filled with binding power. The violent trident light, mixed with supreme divine Divine Power, surged out like a raging sea. The previously vanished phantom reappeared behind Tang San, and a terrifying aura immediately spread out.

Facing the Old Plane Spirit, even though the other party only had a wisp of remnant soul left, Tang San still used his killing move right away, because the Old Plane Spirit was already at the God Level, far stronger than the Underworld Emperor, and the energy of his wisp of divine consciousness was also not much.

"Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme!"

"Immeasurable Stasis!"

The old man remained unmoved by the surging attack, his desolate eyes filled with bleakness. But as he stretched out his withered hands, an extreme radiance suddenly burst forth, instantly spreading and expanding, encompassing everything around him into the gray realm.

Compared to the Underworld Emperor's Underworld Reincarnation Domain, the domain released by the old man was far more powerful, as if the old man was an invincible being within this domain.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

When those boundless waves touched the gray realm, they were instantly invaded by countless gray energies, and the pale gold was gradually replaced by gray, firmly imprisoned in mid-air.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The next moment, the old man's hands swung out continuously, as swift as eagle claws. Each time he reached out, a halberd-like light exploded, but before it could completely shatter, it was completely swallowed by the gray.

"How is this possible? How could you possibly escape the Unfixed Storm! And how could you predict my attack in God King!"

Tang San was startled by this scene, and a hint of anxiety appeared in his otherwise indifferent gaze.

"Tang San, you came from the Douluo Continent back then. I watched you grow up bit by bit. In other words..."

"I am your unconventional father."

The old man smiled calmly, then his figure pressed forward with overwhelming force.

The initially even situation gradually began to tilt in favor of the elderly man.

"You bastard!"

Tang San roared and slashed down with his Golden Trident once more. The azure phantom behind him had fully coalesced, and a ball of blue-gold light condensed and slammed down on the old man as Tang San's Great Halberd struck.

"Die, you God King!"

The violent waves swept in layer upon layer, as if the end of the world Advent, and the sky was about to collapse. After unleashing this full-force attack, the light on Tang San's body suddenly dimmed.

"You are still so arrogant, always thinking you have calculated everything perfectly, but since I dare to show myself, you will not succeed," the old man said calmly, slowly raising his hands as if supporting the sky, and a burst of gray light gushed out.

"Nearly ten thousand years of scheming and accumulation, awaiting this day to settle the grudge of seizing the body!"

"A cataclysmic change, a dimensional shift!"

As the old man's deep voice rang out, he made a strange gesture with his hands. The gray crystal that was originally floating in the air instantly refracted a five-colored light, and when it gathered in the air, it strangely transformed into a dark door.

Hell Nether Flame burned above the gate, outlining bizarre creatures that resembled humans but had black wings on their backs and demonic horns on their heads.