Tang Hao Sliced to Death, Tang San Descends

At this point, Tang Hao knew begging was useless. He dropped all pretense and began threatening them at the top of his lungs.

"My son is a God King in the Divine Realm. He holds two divine positions, and his strength ranks first in the entire Divine Realm.

"He's the strongest being there. If you dare kill me, he'll never let you off.

"If you so much as touch a hair on my head today, you're dead. You're finished!"

Baby Dragon laughed at Tang Hao's threats.

The savage had lost his mind.

"Tang San can barely protect himself, and you're still saying I'm finished? What a clown."

Baby Dragon loved the look on Tang Hao's face when he hated it but couldn't do a thing about it.

With that, it gripped the Dragon-Slaying Blade, drifted leisurely to his other side, and swung.

Tang Hao's last remaining arm fell away.

"Ah!"

Tang Hao convulsed in pain. Golden blood poured from the wound and would not stop.

All four of Tang Hao's limbs had now been severed. He had truly become a Human Pillar.

But Baby Dragon showed no sign of stopping as it held the Dragon-Slaying Blade.

"I forgot. There's one last part to deal with."

Baby Dragon flapped its wings and circled him once. Its gaze finally settled below Tang Hao's waist, and it chuckled.

"I'll cut off your last leg too. Might as well make you a eunuch before you die."

At those words, Baby Dragon looked like a demon to everyone watching.

No matter how Tang Hao wailed or cursed, it showed no reaction. Its blade rose and fell.

Crunch!

Tang Hao lost the last thing he had left to lose. Stripped of all dignity, he could only lie on the ground and wait to die.

But Baby Dragon still wasn't satisfied. Its eyes darted about, and it raised a dragon claw to beckon the stunned experts over.

"All of you, get over here!

"Come on! Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

Baby Dragon kept urging them.

But the experts were too frightened by its devilish appearance to approach. It really did look like a little demon now.

"If you don't come over, I'm going to lose my temper. Don't make me lose my temper."

At that, the others could only gather around it cautiously.

Representatives of every faction came up to Baby Dragon, including Shrek.

"Now, every one of you is going to give him one cut.

"Do that, and when the Divine Examination begins, I'll give you some benefits."

The whole place fell silent.

There was no longing for benefits in their eyes, only terror at what they had been asked to do.

This could get them killed!

Hell, how could we dare do it?

Can't you just kill him now that you're done playing, Administrator?

Why drag all of us into this?

We can't afford to offend either side!

These top experts were no fools. Anyone capable of running a faction knew how to weigh the consequences.

Baby Dragon was the administrator in charge of the Divine Examination, and its strength was absurd.

Forget making their lives difficult later. If they disobeyed it now, they would die on the spot.

But what about the man on the ground?

Baby Dragon itself had confirmed that the man's son really was a God King in the Divine Realm.

If they went over and cut him today, what would happen when that God King descended someday?

Which of them could escape?

This administrator was downright deranged. Killing Tang Hao itself wasn't enough; it wanted each of them to take a turn, slicing him to death one cut at a time. Was this supposed to make them feel involved?

Help!

Won't somebody save us?

"What's wrong? Why isn't anyone moving?"

Baby Dragon narrowed its eyes, and its voice turned cold. "If you won't do it, you're disrespecting me!

"Disrespecting me!

"Are you trying to make me lose my temper?"

As it spoke, it rested the Dragon-Slaying Blade on its shoulder.

The threat sent a chill through everyone.

A God King's revenge was a problem for another day.

Baby Dragon's blade, on the other hand, could be at their throats right now.

Between two dangers, they had to choose the one they might survive. First, they needed to make it through today.

Besides, Baby Dragon had said gods could not interfere with the lower realm.

And once the Divine Examination began, nothing was settled. They might be nobodies now, but who could say they would never become gods?

Surely the administrator would offer them some protection during the Divine Examination too?

Do it!

Unsurprisingly, the first to act were the people of the Holy Spirit Cult. They had the least to lose.

That was their reputation for you!

They were evil soul masters to begin with, with plenty of blood on their hands. They were willing to go through with it.

They stepped forward one by one, each making a single cut.

And they really did cut.

Sharp Soul-Guided Knives sank into Tang Hao's flesh. His screams came one after another,

until they barely sounded human.

The Holy Spirit Cult alone completed half the quota. They had brought the most people, after all.

The others had come to talk business. They had come to get things done.

Once the Holy Spirit Cult started, the other factions could only grit their teeth and follow.

The people from the Spirit Pagoda, War God Temple, Body Sect, and Blacksmith Association went up one after another.

They lined up, each taking a turn with the knife.

In the end, even the people from Shrek made their cuts.

Evil Baby Dragon watched with a strange grin.

"One cut each to bring the price down? Guaranteed success."

And so Tang Hao—the mighty Plane Master, Tang San's father, the man who had lorded it over all of Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years—

was sliced to death, one cut from each of them in a grotesque group effort.

The irony could hardly have been greater.

Tang Hao's wife, Ah Yin, had shielded Shrek from two God-Slaying Cannon shells.

All she had left behind was a seed and a soul.

Yet Tang Hao died under Shrek's blades, carved up one cut at a time by its own people.

Of the two, one had died defending Shrek; the other had been sliced to death by Shrek.

Shrek's legacy just kept growing.

While the crowd was still taking turns,

a deep-blue figure finally tore through the air and arrived.

It was Chen Xinjie, who had raced back carrying Long Yeyue's corpse.

The moment he landed, he saw the bizarre scene.

Shrek was gone. He swept his gaze around and saw that Yun Ming was dead too.

Yet the Holy Spirit Cult and the other factions were not fighting. Instead, an eerie peace hung over them,

and every person held a bloodstained knife.

In the middle lay Tang Hao, mutilated beyond recognition.

Chen Xinjie was dumbfounded. For a long moment, he could not process what he was seeing.

When faced with something they could not understand, anyone could fixate on just one thing.

After a stunned pause, he locked his gaze on the Holy Spirit Cult.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed like a bull as he roared at the sky:

"Holy Spirit Cult! You dared kill Yeyue! I'll make you pay in blood! Every last one of you will die with her!"

But just as he released his martial soul and prepared to charge,

the Sea God Helmet, which he had never used, lit up without warning.

Hum—

Boundless Sea God's Power surged from the helmet like an endless ocean.

The power was vast and imposing, carrying an authority far above them all.

Golden divine radiance mingled with its blue light.

It was divine power.

The next moment, Chen Xinjie stopped in midair against his will. The power took complete control of his body.

Sea God's Light burst from him into the sky, bathing half the night in blue and gold.

The void split open.

A heavy, wondrous golden Trident wreathed in endless blue light appeared in Chen Xinjie's hand.

At that same instant, his eyes turned a terrifying gold.