Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Charming Rabbit's Sacrifice! Ye Chen: Did I Allow You to Sacrifice Yourself?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"You're trying to deceive me. You want my Soul Ring."

Xiao Wu hurriedly shook her head.

After spending six years with Tang San, she knew exactly what kind of person he was.

In her mind, even if Tang San's father was the Clear Sky Douluo Ye Chen had mentioned, he had only acted to protect her.

It had to be the Titled Douluo behind Ye Chen who discovered her true form, prompting Tang San's father to hunt him down.

That was right, it had to be so.

"Ye Chen, you killed my father!"

Tang San finally realized it.

If his father was the Clear Sky Douluo, then wasn't the person who had been killed his father?

"Tang San, don't act rashly!"

Zhao Wuji immediately grabbed Tang San.

Even an overwhelmingly powerful existence like the Clear Sky Douluo had died at the hands of the Body Sect.

What could Tang San, a mere Quasi-Soul Elder, possibly do?

His hidden weapons were powerful, but they were useless against Ye Chen, completely countered by the Eye of Nihility.

"Ah, it all began six years ago. In front of that useless teacher of yours, I revealed my talent for Twin Martial Souls."

"Your father wanted me to become your servant. Ugly as he was, he sure had beautiful dreams. If Tang Hao hadn't run fast enough, you wouldn't have had a father six years ago."

As though chatting with an old friend, Ye Chen recounted what Tang Hao had done.

"Ye Chen, your heart is truly vile! My father merely valued your talent, yet you cruelly murdered him!"

Tang San swore inwardly.

The Body Sect had earned the right to die!

No matter the cost, he would destroy the Body Sect in his lifetime.

"Tang San, from the sound of it, you seem to want revenge on me?"

Ye Chen stroked his chin.

He disliked the look in Tang San's eyes. Unfortunately, the Asura God stood behind this fellow, so he definitely could not kill him for now.

But just because Tang San was difficult to kill did not mean everyone else was.

"..."

Tang San fell silent.

He did want revenge, but saying it aloud now would undoubtedly be seeking death.

If Tang San did not say it, the other party might still spare him.

"I really dislike the look in your eyes."

"Therefore, once I return to Heaven Dou City, I'll first capture your aunt and make her my servant, then wipe out the Clear Sky Sect."

Ye Chen had already developed killing intent.

The Clear Sky Sect was destined to be destroyed sooner or later, because it was the sect behind Tang San. There was only one path left for it: death.

The best outcome would be for Du Busi to visit the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate alone, then unleash his full power and directly annihilate the Clear Sky Sect.

That way, he would achieve the desired deterrent effect without the Body Sect losing a single soldier.

"Ye Chen, you can't do this!"

Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot.

He hated himself for being so weak. Why did he not possess the strength he had at his peak in his previous life?

If he were a Titled Douluo, would he be able to kill Ye Chen and slaughter the entire Body Sect?

"Xiao Wu, my patience is limited. I'll give you one final chance. Come with me."

Ye Chen stopped paying attention to Tang San.

There was no one who could stop what the Body Sect intended to do, not even Spirit Hall.

"You'll never obtain my Soul Ring!"

"Third Brother... farewell. You must live well in my place."

Red light surged from between Xiao Wu's brows.

At the same time, seven golden beams descended from the sky, enveloping both her and Tang San.

A rain of red filled the sky, as though heaven and earth themselves were weeping in grief, mourning this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that was willing to give everything for a human.

Xiao Wu's method of sacrifice was exceptionally overbearing.

She sacrificed not only her life, but her soul as well, completely merging herself into the Soul Ring.

This meant that she would never be reincarnated, completely losing any chance of resurrection.

Of course, before a god, such a problem was actually a joke.

"I gave you many chances, yet you still didn't know how to cherish them."

Ye Chen's expression turned icy.

If it had been anyone else, they would not have been qualified to stop a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's sacrifice. Even if Bibi Dong had come in person, she would have been helpless.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wu's luck was somewhat poor. She had encountered Ye Chen, who possessed the Spacetime Martial Soul, so even ending her own life was destined to remain a wishful dream.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!"

Tang San roared heart-wrenchingly.

In his heart, Xiao Wu was the most important person to him. They had spent six years together.

She was even somewhat more important than Tang Hao, because Tang San had always been the one taking care of Tang Hao.

Xiao Wu's sacrifice was swift. Her body began to dissipate from the edges, golden particles peeling away from her and drifting toward the slowly forming red Soul Ring beneath Tang San's feet.

Tang San knelt where he was, instinctively reaching out to grasp Xiao Wu, but the light particles passed through his fingers like water he could not hold.

"Did I allow you to sacrifice yourself?"

Ye Chen raised his right hand.

The Nine-Hearted Begonia in his palm, enveloped in the power of time, bloomed. The hourglass at the center of its stamen began to reverse.

The petals of the Time Begonia flew directly toward the dispersing golden particles.

Every particle formed by Xiao Wu's sacrifice froze in place, as if someone had pressed pause.

Then, they began to flow backward, retracing their paths particle by particle until they finally gathered upon Xiao Wu's dissipating limbs.

The golden particles converged upon Xiao Wu's body, like scattered puzzle pieces being pressed back into place one by one.

"Third Soul Skill, Spatial Severing!"

The Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring beneath Ye Chen's feet lit up.

A silver thread swept past Xiao Wu's neck, as thin as a strand of hair and so swift that it seemed as though nothing had happened.

Her expression froze in the instant she was restored, Tang San's figure still reflected in her pupils.

The silver thread vanished into the air. After space was neatly severed, not a single crack remained.

The next moment, Xiao Wu's body shifted out of alignment. Her upper body slid down along the cut, making no sound when it struck the ground, like a leaf breaking from its branch.

Gradually, a red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring floated above Xiao Wu's body.

"Snow Empress, protect me."

Ye Chen ignored the look in Tang San's eyes as though he wanted to devour him alive.

Zhao Wuji and the others were filled with terror. None of them had expected Ye Chen's abilities to reverse even Xiao Wu's sacrifice.

What kind of monster was this young sect master of the Body Sect? Was he going to defy the heavens?

"Mm."

The moment Snow Empress finished speaking,

A pressure not inferior to that of an Ultimate Douluo descended upon everyone present.

Other than Ye Chen, everyone was helplessly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

The surrounding Soul Beasts fled even faster, terrified that they might suddenly die here.

"What a pity."

Snow Empress sighed softly.

When Xiao Wu chose to take human form, she should have already anticipated this day.

After all, no Soul Beast that took human form had ever met a good end.

Snow Empress could also see that Ye Chen had refrained from directly killing Xiao Wu only out of consideration for her feelings.

Ye Chen had repeatedly given Xiao Wu the chance to sacrifice herself, yet Xiao Wu ultimately chose to sacrifice herself to Tang San and still failed to escape being killed.

Others might not be able to interrupt a Soul Beast's sacrifice, but that did not mean Ye Chen could not interfere.

It was difficult to imagine just how powerful Ye Chen would become once he truly became a god, empowered by the Spacetime Law.

Xiao Wu abandoned the heir to a god's inheritance and chose an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Master. One could only say that her hundred thousand years of cultivation had gone to the dogs.

She had clearly possessed a guaranteed path to godhood, yet chose to be killed on the spot and become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.