Bo Saixi: What Face Is Left? Tang San Must Die!

Within the Heavenly Screen, no one knew of the absurd actions of the Asura God Twenty Thousand Years Ago; Asura even sought advice from the Evil God god of amusement.

Since it's Divine Examination" and follows the proper procedures, won't the reward for the final exam cover all the rewards from the first eight exams?

They didn't expect Tang San to ascend to the Divine Realm.

But if he didn't vent his anger, he would be letting Tang San down.

Before the first eight trials are over, the Asura God will definitely not let Tang San die easily.

Qian Renxue glanced at the ancient book again, gently closed it, and lightly stroked the pages with her jade-like fingers.

She had already read Shrek Academy's criteria for judging Evil Soul Master. Martial Soul themselves are neither inherently good nor evil. However, if a Martial Soul requires a special method to cultivate, then that Martial Soul is Evil God.

"That assessment is fairly fair. If Martial Soul can only be cultivated through special methods, then that Martial Soul is Evil God."

Yin Hongye waited for Qian Renxue to finish speaking before continuing, "Angel Martial Soul also have special cultivation methods; killing Evil Soul Master can make them stronger. Ya Li's Angel of Hope can become stronger simply by absorbing faith."

Qian Renxue blinked her beautiful eyes. At first, she really didn't realize that Shrek Academy's evaluation criteria were so questionable.

Is the Angel Martial Soul Evil Martial Soul?

"At least in the eyes of Evil Soul Master, you are Evil Soul Master! Killing them makes you stronger!"

Mu Hongchen's shoulders trembled as he tried to suppress a laugh. "Shrek Academy's criteria go beyond this. Let me give you an example, from ten thousand years ago. You've seen this Martial Soul, the Scorpion Tiger."

"Isn't this a standard Evil Martial Soul?" Qian Renxue had seen the owner of this Martial Soul before, and it was completely suppressed by her.

"That one from ten thousand years ago wasn't him," Mu Hongchen said directly. "That person from ten thousand years ago was named Zhang Peng, and his title was Scorpion Tiger. His Martial Soul needed to constantly devour animal blood to evolve. Relatively speaking, he wasn't too evil. He never harmed anyone, but he still joined the Holy Spirit Cult in the end."

"Even though Lord Mu En of the Sea God Pavilion let him go once, he had never left the mountain before Mu En left."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was surprised. If he had never harmed anyone, then he must have been cultivating by relying on the blood of Soul Beast.

Are they all going to be judged Evil Soul Master? Even Gui Mei aren't judged as Fallen Soul Master.

"To give a simpler example, the Bone Dragon Martial Soul from Twenty Thousand Years Ago, represented by Bone Douluo Gu Rong," Yin Hongye said, a mocking smile on his face.

"Ten thousand years ago, there was Evil Soul Master named Yan Feng in the Holy Spirit Cult. His Martial Soul was a bone dragon. He was Soul Sage who was not even twenty years old."

Qian Renxue fell silent. She was all too familiar with this example, perhaps even all too familiar with it. It was the person who served Ning Fengzhi when she was the Crown Prince, nominally his teacher.

She could still tell whether someone was Evil Soul Master or not.

"No, does being tainted by darkness automatically make someone Evil Soul Master?" Qian Renxue couldn't distinguish the criteria anymore; she really couldn't.

"Dark attributes are one factor, and secondly, it depends on whether they have powerful backers," Yin Hongye stated bluntly. "Take Tang Ya for example, she killed someone and got away with it."

"And he killed a bunch of people. He clearly chose to degenerate, but after killing them, he purified his Martial Soul and washed his hands of it to clear his name."

"A normal Evil Soul Master would judge it as devouring life force, absorbing blood, and refining souls. Who would categorize it according to attributes?"

Qian Renxue understood Shrek Academy's logic: wasn't this just a way to eliminate dissidents, all while making it sound so high-sounding?

She suddenly realized something was wrong; this move would be more effective on her, as an Angel Martial Soul.

The Bone Dragon Martial Soul is a top-tier Beast Martial Soul when it grows on Gu Rong of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect, but when it grows on Yan Feng, it becomes Evil Soul Master.

The same item, under different labels, has different prices. This isn't judging Evil Soul Master; it's picking vegetables at a market.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect.

Gu Rong stood behind Ning Fengzhi, his old face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water. His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

In the Shrek Academy's evaluation criteria, the only difference between Bone Dragon Martial Soul and Evil Soul Master is their powerful backing.

"Uncle Gu, are you alright?" Ning Fengzhi sensed something was wrong and turned to look at him.

"I'm fine," Gu Rong squeezed out through gritted teeth.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the Heavenly Screen, and suddenly let out a cold laugh, "Good riddance to the Shrek Academy. If it hadn't already been destroyed, I'd be smashing it right now."

He paused, then added.

"They even dug up the foundation."

Inside Heaven Dou City, Yu Xiaogang sat in a wheelchair, saying nothing.

The conversation on the Heavenly Screen kept popping out, one sentence after another, each word like a nail driven into his body.

He could feel the air around him getting colder.

It's as if someone is looking for an outlet for their anger and has already set their sights on him.

Shrek Academy is gone. Di Tian demolished it himself, leaving not a single intact brick.

Looking at them were ordinary people gathered in twos and threes at the edge of the ruins; they had nowhere else to go, so they stayed in Heaven Dou City.

But everyone is scrutinizing Yu Xiaogang.

It seemed that all the blame was being directed at him.

Before the conversation in the Heavenly Screen could finish, Qian Renxue asked again, "Who was the Evil Douluo that Tang San killed?"

To be honest, she had absolutely no recollection of this person.

Qian Daoliu was also pondering. He had no recollection of this person at all. Did such a person really exist? Was there an Evil Douluo in the Slaughter City?

"Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi should both know him." Yin Hongye's voice came from the Heavenly Screen again, which filled Qian Daoliu with doubt.

Did you send yourself in? Otherwise, how would you know each other?

Bo Saixi was also puzzled. She only knew a few Soul Master from the mainland. If it wasn't Qian Daoliu, then there was only one other person...

She was shocked, but couldn't believe the answer.

Deep down, I kept denying it.

"Who is it?" Even though Qian Renxue had already guessed the answer, she still couldn't believe it.

"According to later speculation, it was Tang Chen, the Haotian Douluo, who was known as invincible on the ground." Yin Hongye directly revealed the truth, "Besides him, after all, he almost wiped out all the fallen soul masters in the City of Slaughter in one fell swoop."

"No, why would Tang San do this? He didn't even spare his own great-grandfather? And how could he possibly be a match for Tang Chen?" Qian Renxue was stunned. Tang Chen had probably only met Tang San a few times, and Tang San was already trying to kill him on their first meeting?

You know Bloody Mary, right?

"Know."

"This blood plasma is said to be a concentrated mixture of the Evil God blood of countless fallen beings over the past thousand years and deadly poison; it can also be said to be the very foundation of the Slaughter City."

"He possesses a Immortal Herb, the Snow-Colored Swan Kiss. With its medicinal properties, the toxins within Evil God blood plasma will be amplified infinitely."

"This drug was administered to the entire Slaughter City, and Tang Chen, as the King of Slaughter, naturally fell victim to it as well."

Yin Hongye smiled faintly, "It's because Tang San thinks this Slaughter City is too Evil God and should be Destruction."

"In prison, they say the prisoner is guilty. If he's innocent, what's he doing in here?" Mu Hongchen couldn't hold back any longer. This was simply genius; even he wouldn't go to prison to cause trouble.

Upon hearing this, Bo Saixi became agitated and enraged, her hand gripping the scepter cracking.

Tang San's problem is no longer whether he will die or not, but how many times he will die. It's unknown whether he can surpass Prison Huo.

She no longer cares about saving face; Tang San must die!