Tang Hao's Death, Asura God's Consciousness

Watching Tang Hao in such agonizing pain, his eyes nearly splitting at the corners, Xie Biyan nodded with satisfaction.

Since the man had offended the Young Master, he naturally couldn't be allowed to die too quickly.

Had he not been worried that the Young Master might encounter danger alone in the city, he would have even considered healing Tang Hao halfway just to torture him for seven days and seven nights with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's most brutal Ten Thousand Poison Heart-Devouring Array.

However, in his mind, protecting Bai Shu was ultimately the most important thing. Thus, he had to cast aside his usual habits of killing enemies, raising the Scorpion-Headed Wooden Staff in his hand and aiming it at the desperate Tang Hao.

As soul power was injected, the purple toxic glow on the scorpion head flared brilliantly. This staff was actually a treasure; after being modified by the system, its power was no less than a Level 7 Soul Guidance Device. It might have been insufficient to deal with a powerhouse, but it was more than enough to handle a cripple.

"Hiss--!"

A beam of deep purple venom, so potent it corroded the very air into white smoke, pierced through space like a sharp sword and headed straight for Tang Hao's face.

The outcome did not exceed Xie Biyan's expectations. The moment the scorpion venom touched Tang Hao's flesh, it immediately emitted a hair-raising, sizzling sound of melting.

"Arghhhhh--!!!"

Accompanied by a scream so shrill it no longer sounded human, the flesh on Tang Hao's face melted instantly like a candle, revealing the ghastly white bone beneath.

Tang Hao's vision plunged into darkness; his eyes had been corroded the moment they touched the toxin. Absolute darkness and unimaginable agony became the final things this generation's Haotian Douluo would ever perceive.

In a mere three breaths, the screaming stopped abruptly.

At the bottom of the pit remained only a mangled, foul-smelling corpse, completely devoid of all life.

Xie Biyan let out a long breath, preparing to descend and collect his spoils, the mission effectively completed.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Hum!"

A terrifying blood-red light, which made Xie Biyan's hair stand on end and his soul tremble, erupted without warning from deep within Tang Hao's remains!

The moment this red light appeared, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted to freezing. A killing intent, pure to the extreme and seemingly born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, instantly locked onto Xie Biyan in mid-air!

"Not good!"

Xie Biyan's pupils constricted. Bai Shu's earlier warning flashed through his mind—there was no certainty that the opponent didn't have a trump card left by a God King!

Xie Biyan instinctively wanted to flee.

But the blood-red light was fast to the extreme, almost ignoring spatial distance. Like maggots on rotting bone, no matter how Xie Biyan pushed his soul power to the limit, leaving trails of afterimages in the air, he could not shake it off in the slightest!

The next moment, the red light entered his body, carrying pure, icy killing intent, and plunged straight into the center of his brow, charging directly toward his sea of consciousness!

An overbearing will, far beyond his imagination, descended upon his mental world, violently tearing through his soul defenses as it sought to pry into all his memories.

Before coming to this world, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had collaborated with the Soul Hall many times, so Xie Biyan instinctively thought of the Soul Hall's insidious methods. With a ruthless glint in his eyes, he prepared to detonate his soul and perish with the enemy!

But just then, another change occurred!

As that overbearing will was about to wreak havoc in his sea of consciousness, a hazy white light quietly ignited from the deepest part of his soul—a forbidden zone even he had never touched.

This white light was unlike any power Xie Biyan had ever known; it was more like a supreme "rule."

It did not clash with the power invading Xie Biyan's mind; it simply passed over it calmly.

That will from a deity, in the face of this white light, was like a lie meeting the truth, or ice colliding with a scorching sun. It didn't even have the qualification to struggle before being completely erased and purified from the very concept of existence!

Silent and soundless, as if it had never appeared at all.

Meanwhile, in a distant God Realm, within a temple overflowing with blood-red energy, the Asura God sitting upon his throne suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils filled with shock and disbelief!

Just moments ago, the divine consciousness imprint he had left on his pawn in the lower realm, Tang Hao, had been triggered by Tang Hao's death. He had intended to follow the causality to probe the killer's soul and find out who dared to disrupt his layout.

But the very moment his divine consciousness rushed into the opponent's soul, that consciousness, which was linked to his heart and mind... simply vanished into thin air!

There was no warning, no resistance, and not even a shred of feedback before it was obliterated!

"Who is it?!" the Asura God muttered in suspicion and uncertainty, a bead of cold sweat even seeping onto his forehead.

Even the other God Kings of the God Realm Committee could not have erased a strand of his divine consciousness so easily and silently!

That person in the lower realm definitely harbored a massive secret.

After much deliberation, the fury in the Asura God's eyes was gradually replaced by grave apprehension.

Tang Hao's death was a pity, and it would make his subsequent plans to guide Tang San much more troublesome, but lately, that fellow Destruction had been watching him closely, and he had no way to intervene too much in the lower realm.

"Hmph, I will note this for now. As long as Tang San is safe, the plan is not a failure..."

Lower realm.

After the soul-tearing he had anticipated failed to arrive, Xie Biyan's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He cautiously performed an internal inspection of his sea of consciousness, only to be stunned on the spot.

Not only was his mental power completely undamaged, but it had gained a weak yet extremely pure strand of ownerless mental energy. It was slowly merging into his soul, causing his mental power to increase significantly.

"This..." Xie Biyan's expression was incredibly strange.

The trump card left by the enemy not only failed to hurt him but instead became a delivered supplement? Could there be anything more absurd than this?

He had lived for over two hundred years and considered himself well-traveled, but everything that had happened today had somewhat exceeded his understanding.

"Forget it, this matter is too strange, I must report back to Young Master immediately!"

Unable to figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. Xie Biyan had an almost blind trust in Bai Shu; he believed the Young Master would surely see through all of this.

Before leaving, he skillfully landed at the bottom of the pit and collected the two spirit bones stripped from Tang Hao's remains into his bag. These were excellent spoils of war and had to be presented to the Young Master.

On the other side, Bai Shu realized that no sound had come for a long time and understood that the battle had most likely concluded.

He had great confidence in Xie Biyan. He believed that even if Xie Biyan couldn't kill Tang Hao, he would at least leave behind a potent poison, thereby greatly reducing Tang Hao's threat.

Title Douluos were very fast. Bai Shu hadn't even settled in when Xie Biyan's aged voice reached his ears.

"Young Master, this old servant has completed the task you assigned. However, some accidents occurred afterward. I hope the Young Master will decide."

Afterward, Xie Biyan detailed the battle process with Tang Hao and the inexplicable red light at the end.