Yu Xiaogang Dies

Given Tang Buddha's character, if he learned that Li Changqing had beaten his dad half to death and taken his mother away too...

If all he did was label Li Changqing as someone who "already had a path to death," Li Changqing would have to praise his kindness.

So, having crossed the Tang family, Li Changqing naturally intended to take out the whole lot of them.

As for killing Tang San outright, Li Changqing did not dare gamble on whether the Asura God was watching him.

Li Changqing's soul had not fully fused with the Kunpeng True Blood. It was still a hair's breadth away.

Once his soul fused completely with the Kunpeng True Blood, and he materialized the Thunderblade Sword, Li Changqing had a feeling that even without drawing on the Kunpeng True Blood's power, his strength would reach what the Douluo Continent called the god level.

When that time came, as long as the Asura God did not descend in person, Li Changqing would have no fear of a mere wisp of Divine Sense.

He looked down at the stupefied Yu Xiaogang and the others, who did not even dare breathe too loudly. He had no intention of wasting more time here. His goal of leaving Tang Hao and his son alone in the world had already been achieved.

Li Changqing was about to leave when Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke. He pulled out the Pope Token Tang Hao had given him and addressed Li Changqing.

"I am an honorary Elder of Spirit Hall. Zhao Wuji told me your fourth Soul Ring is a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, beyond anything known to the Soul Master World. Is that true?"

Yu Xiaogang no longer cared that Tang San, who could prove his Martial Soul Theory, had been taken away. Right now, he only wanted to see with his own eyes whether the man before him truly possessed a Ten Thousand Year Fourth Soul Ring. Only then would he give up.

The other Shrek teachers stared at Yu Xiaogang in shock. He was an honorary Elder of Spirit Hall? And he even had a Pope Token!

They had never expected that.

Flender's eyes widened too, but worry quickly followed.

After all, was it not going too far to question a powerful Titled Douluo to his face just because he held the title of honorary Elder of Spirit Hall and possessed a Pope Token?

Zhao Wuji and the other Shrek students, meanwhile, cursed Yu Xiaogang for a fool. The reason was simple.

Back in the Star Dou Great Forest, Ning Rongrong had told them that Li Changqing had fought the Pope of Spirit Hall three years ago. Surely that had left bad blood between him and Spirit Hall.

Yu Xiaogang had now brought up his ties to Spirit Hall. Even if Li Changqing might show Spirit Hall some respect, what if he killed Yu Xiaogang precisely because he belonged to it?

And if Yu Xiaogang died, so be it—but what if he dragged them down with him?

Li Changqing swept Yu Xiaogang with a cold glance. "Just what are you supposed to be?"

Yu Xiaogang raised his head toward Li Changqing in the air and said with utter confidence, "I have spent decades studying Soul Master Theory. In the Soul Master World, they call me Grandmaster."

"A good-for-nothing past fifty who hasn't even reached level thirty? Who are you to question me? Did you really think I'd be afraid of Spirit Hall?" Li Changqing said icily.

At the same time, a crushing pressure of Soul Power descended straight onto Yu Xiaogang.

It drove Yu Xiaogang to his knees. Cold sweat covered his body as he struggled to hold himself up with both hands.

Seeing him like that, Flender wanted to plead for him, but he was powerless. More than that, he feared Li Changqing would turn on him for speaking up.

Yu Xiaogang dug his fingers deep into the ground and clenched his teeth. Humiliation and fear churned inside him. Only now did he truly feel how powerful the other man was.

He regretted it. He had forgotten that the strong demanded respect. If someone weaker had questioned him like that, he would have been angry too.

Yu Xiaogang was terrified, but apologizing in front of so many people to someone who looked younger than him? He was the great master of theory. That was impossible.

So he threatened Li Changqing instead. "You can't kill me... My father is the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you dare kill me, the clan will never let you go!"

Li Changqing seized Yu Xiaogang by the throat with Soul Power and lifted him into the air.

"What I hate most in this life is being threatened—especially by a worthless wretch."

"And as for that old dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, even Tang Hao was no match for me. Do you think the old dragon would be?"

With that, Li Changqing gave Yu Xiaogang no chance to beg for mercy. He snapped his neck.

The light vanished from Yu Xiaogang's eyes. His corpse struck the ground with a heavy thud.

Flender stared blankly at Yu Xiaogang's body. His good friend had been killed just like that, right before his eyes.

Grief filled his heart. As for avenging Yu Xiaogang, he did not have the nerve.

After killing Yu Xiaogang, Li Changqing had no intention of staying. He flew away.

Once Li Changqing disappeared, everyone from Shrek let out a long breath.

Flender walked slowly, step by step, to Yu Xiaogang's body and stood there in silence.

Zhao Wuji sighed deeply and told the others from Shrek, "That's enough. Go back and rest."

After leaving, Li Changqing flew straight toward the Sunset Forest.

Upon entering the Sunset Forest, he circulated the Lunar and Solar Power of his Kunpeng Martial Soul. Yin-Yang Power flowed through his body.

At last, with the aid of his Kunpeng Martial Soul, he sensed an aura of ice and fire coexisting somewhere in the Sunset Forest.

"Found it."

Muttering to himself, Li Changqing flew toward the source.

After flying for some time, he came upon a dense bank of poisonous mist.

He could sense that the aura of mingled ice and fire lay beyond it.

With a thought, a black-and-white Barrier appeared around him. It kept the poisonous mist at bay as he flew straight in.

Emerging from the mist, Li Changqing sensed dense powers of ice and fire. Two utterly opposed auras mingled in the air, and even the drop of Kunpeng True Blood deep within his Sea of Consciousness stirred to life.

Ahead lay the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the place at the top of every Douluo must-eat list.

As it happened, Dugu Bo was cultivating there in seclusion. Sensing an intruder, he woke in a fury.

He had discovered this place. It belonged to him, and anyone who dared trespass would die.

Dugu Bo flew out of the hollow where the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well lay and headed toward the intruder.

But when he landed before Li Changqing and saw his face clearly, his anger at having his cultivation interrupted vanished like smoke.

Dugu Bo's reaction made it obvious that he knew about Li Changqing's battle with Bibi Dong three years ago.

Though the major powers had suppressed news of that event, it was hardly strange for a Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo to know of it.

Li Changqing smiled at Dugu Bo, curious to see how he would react.

If Dugu Bo knew what was good for him and surrendered the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well willingly, all the better. It would save Li Changqing the trouble of fighting.

If Dugu Bo refused, Li Changqing had no qualms about taking it by force.

The moment Dugu Bo recognized Li Changqing, his heart had been all over the place, countless possibilities racing through his mind.