Digivice

"Father, leave this to me."

Tang San stepped forward and stopped Tang Hao from making a move. A cold, cruel smile filled his eyes as he slowly approached the two women.

"I won't kill you outright today." His voice was sinister, steeped in malice. "I'll make sure you get a taste of the Tang Sect's methods. You'll learn what it means to wish you were dead. I'll make you pay, bit by bit, for slandering my father!"

At that critical moment, Zhu Zhuqing activated Martial Soul Possession!

Her claws gleamed coldly as she stepped in front of Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong steadied herself at once. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda floated before her chest, radiant light swirling around her as she called out, "Seven treasures bear names: first, strength; second, speed!"

Two streams of pure glazed light flowed into Zhu Zhuqing, boosting her strength and speed. They were ready to fight to the death.

Before either woman could act, Tang San flicked his wrist. Several venomous needles, fine as hairs, shot out without a sound from treacherous angles.

With her enhanced speed, Zhu Zhuqing scooped up Ning Rongrong and rolled aside, narrowly avoiding the deadly needles.

But Tang San wielded both hidden weapons and Blue Silver Grass, and the two women were no match for him. Soon, he had bound them with Blue Silver Grass and pinned them in place.

The vines tightened, reddening their skin and constricting their circulation.

Several vines swayed in front of them, giving the scene the unmistakable look of an adult animation.

Tang San walked up and looked down at them, his mouth curling into a cruel smile. "Should I ruin those faces you're so proud of first, or cut off your hands and feet?"

Fear swept over Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Their faces turned deathly pale, and their bodies trembled.

Still, Ning Rongrong shot back, "Go on, then! You're vicious and twisted. One day, you'll get what's coming to you!"

"Hahaha! Get what's coming to me?" Tang San laughed as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world, mockery filling his eyes. "Ning Rongrong, you're one to talk. Just days ago, you offered me money to kill Dai Mubai. Now you're pretending to be some righteous person?"

"Dai Mubai pursued other women, abandoned his fiancée, and cast her aside! A faithless man like him deserves to die!" Ning Rongrong refused to back down. "What? If your wife betrayed you and did whatever she pleased, would you thank her for making a fool of you?"

"Shut up!" Tang San's face darkened, and he barked the words.

Tang San had always held the views of a feudal society.

To him, it was only natural for a man to have multiple wives and concubines, while a woman was supposed to obey and depend on him.

If a woman dared break an engagement and do as she pleased, he considered it an unforgivable disgrace.

Seeing his reaction, Ning Rongrong pressed on. "So that's how it is! Xiao Wu said you were pure and upright, Tang San. Now I see you're no different from that faithless Dai Mubai!"

Tang San's face turned black as soot. Unable to win the argument, he immediately decided to kill her.

"You're asking for death!"

Killing intent hardened in Tang San's eyes. Another poisoned needle appeared between his fingers, then flashed toward Ning Rongrong's throat!

The black needle hurtled toward her. In an instant, it was about to pierce her throat and end her life.

At the last possible moment, a slender streak of holy light cut through the air and struck the needle, shattering it!

As the light scattered, two soft white glows settled into Ning Rongrong's and Zhu Zhuqing's palms. Both froze. Each now held a small, finely crafted device etched with mysterious patterns.

The device had a distinctive design, much like a piece of technology from the Ultraman Tiga World.

Any transmigrator would have recognized it at a glance: a Digivice.

The one in Ning Rongrong's hand even bore the Crest of Courage. After all, Ning Rongrong certainly had courage.

This was Su He's way of laying the groundwork for the Demon God's later appearance. Besides Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, he planned to choose six more beings. When the time came, he would project their experiences in the illusory space onto the screen.

The story would be that countless ages ago, Yggdrasill, an apostle of the Light God, had created innumerable Digital Worlds and cast them into the multiverse. Millions of years ago, one Digital World merged with Douluo Star and became its hidden world. Now Millenniumon intended to devour that Digital World, then consume Douluo Star in the outer world.

At the moment of crisis, World Tree would choose eight beings and grant them Digivices. Guided by the devices, they would gather, enter the hidden world through the Digivices' power, and set out to save the world. In the end, their partner Digimon would burn away their lives to defeat Final Millenniumon and save Douluo Star.

A tale of salvation so closely tied to this world, with its people facing an apocalyptic threat, should resonate with every living being on Douluo Star. The Faith Power it gathered would surely be considerable.

And because the eight partner Digimon would reach Mega level only to perish alongside Final Millenniumon, Su He would not have to spend divine power creating real Mega-level Digimon. It would save both power and trouble.

"Partner!"

A faint voice sounded in Ning Rongrong's and Zhu Zhuqing's minds at the same time.

Tang San stared at the strange devices that had appeared from nowhere in their palms. Greed flashed through his dark eyes.

He spoke coldly, his tone grim but certain. "I didn't expect you to be hiding such unusual defensive Soul Tools."

"But how many of my attacks can a mere object stop?"

Before the words had left his mouth, killing intent surged in Tang San's eyes. His wrist shook in rapid succession, firing dozens of fine, sharp, venomous needles at once. They filled the air, sealing off every route of escape.

"How dare you attack a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

A thunderous shout shook the heavens and earth. Boundless, cutting sword intent swept outward, tearing through the darkness!

A dazzling silver sword light, sharp beyond compare, pierced the air and shattered the incoming poisoned needles. Their fragments scattered like dust.

A second, deadly sword light followed, streaking across the sky. It locked onto Tang San with such speed and force that there was no way to dodge!

Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. His heart lurched.

"You old fool! You dare hurt my son? Die!"

He withdrew his oppressive aura. The Clear Sky Hammer appeared with a crash, and he flashed in front of Tang San, swinging the enormous hammer with all his might!

CLANG!

The earth-shaking clash of metal rang out. A terrifying shockwave swept across the area, sending stones, grass, and branches flying!

The Seven Kill Sword's deadly strike was knocked aside.

As the dust slowly cleared, Chen Xin stood quietly before the two women. Dressed in white and holding his long Seven Kill Sword, he had an air of otherworldly grace.

Now, killing intent blazed in Chen Xin's icy eyes, and Sword Energy surged around him.

"Tang Hao! You tried to kill Rongrong today. Do you want an all-out war with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"