Yu Xiaogang, Toyed with at Whim!

Soronson was just making things up.

They didn't actually remove it.

He wanted to see something.

Yu Xiaogang looked so desperate.

Yu Xiaogang's tongue was being pulled, hanging out of his mouth, and turning purple from the cold.

He could barely pronounce the words, and could only reveal an expression of utter despair.

"No... please... I beg you..."

"Please... I beg you..."

Soronson looked down at him and spoke.

"Do you still dare to talk back to us, the Holy Spirit Continent?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head frantically.

"Do you still dare to act like a dog relying on its master's power?"

He shook his head frantically.

"Good."

Soronson stood up, satisfied.

"Then, in front of us—"

"Say it! The gods of the Divine Realm are nothing but dog shit, not even worth a hair from the Holy Spirit Continent!"

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Who dares to say that!

"Um?"

Soronson's tentacles flashed with a ghostly light.

"The gods in the Divine Realm are nothing but dog shit..."

Yu Xiaogang uttered the words indistinctly, his tongue slurring, the words sticking together.

"How about... one from the Holy Spirit Continent!"

Although his tongue was being pulled, his speech was a little slurred.

But you can still hear it.

Soronson smiled.

He raised his head, looking towards the Heavenly Screen beyond the heavens in that direction.

He glanced at it provocatively.

Upon seeing this, the Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Continent flooded the screen with comments.

[Meng Jiu: Hahaha, that's hilarious! He went all out right up close!]

[Old Wang: All I can say is, Lord Soronson still has some shows to offer!]

[Xiao Tian: The Divine Realm must be watching too, they must be crying with worry, right?]

[Zhou Yueban: What else can we do? Take action? Do they even deserve it?]

[Old Wang: Yeah, they're just shady rats!]

The Divine Realm.

The Five Great God Kings were all so enraged that they could no longer sit still.

The God of Destruction struck down with his palm, shattering the armrests of the Throne and sending rubble tumbling down.

The mocking expression on the God of Evil's face vanished completely; his teeth clenched so tightly they clicked, and he let out a cold sneer through his clenched teeth.

Kindness and life are like closing your eyes and taking a few deep breaths.

Only the Asura God remained motionless.

The veins on his hand, which was resting on the divine sword on his lap, were bulging.

They wanted to continue.

Normally, they would have gone down to clean up by now!

But standing opposite him was Soronson.

They really don't deserve it.

All I can do is vent my anger internally.

"Tsk tsk--"

The Golden Dragon King, watching from the side, burst out laughing.

"That's absolutely right, hahaha!"

The Asura God glanced at him sideways.

"Does the Divine Realm not include you?"

The Golden Dragon King's laughter abruptly stopped.

"... Grass."

The Asura God withdrew his gaze, his tone cool.

"They got scolded, and they still helped them count their money."

"Therefore, the brains of animals are simple."

"So what if you're simple?"

The Golden Dragon King eyes narrowed, and he retorted sharply.

"Wouldn't you all have to beg me for help?"

The Asura God opened his mouth.

I didn't know what to say.

Enraged, he flung his sleeve and sat back down.

Just then, the Golden Dragon King changed the subject.

"But--"

"I can already sense the Silver Dragon King's presence."

"He should have woken up by now."

These words were spoken.

The group of people all smiled.

Because they saw it!

Hope is on the horizon.

They have a chance to win!

The Asura God slowly raised his head, gazing at that arrogant direction in the Heavenly Screen, his eyes filled with chilling coldness.

"Let your Holy Spirit Continent be smug for a while!"

"At that time, the Divine Realm will descend once more—"

"Let this Holy Spirit Continent tremble!"

--

seaside.

The salty sea breeze hit my face, and the waves crashed against the rocks.

Tang San and the others have arrived here.

In the distance, the colossal ship that blotted out the sky hovered silently on the sea.

Jingming.

Tang San looked at the Heavenly Screen, his brows furrowed.

We need to hurry.

"Soronson and the others should be back soon."

"I need to board this ship before that."

Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and the others nodded in unison.

Every pair of eyes held a deep longing.

The path to becoming stronger.

It's right in front of me.

Tang San raised his head again, looking at the giant ship, his gaze gradually hardening.

"Maybe..."

"It can also restore Xiao Wu's health."

This journey with the Holy Spirit!

It's imperative!

only.

Their every move!

It's always been in one woman's eyes!

--

The Far North.

Yu Xiaogang smiled.

But that smile was uglier than a cry.

"Hehe, I've done everything I could, can you... let me go!"

I'll do anything you ask! I'll do it!!!

Soronson looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Really?"

"But if I really said I'd let you go—"

"Aren't you afraid, just like Ning Fengzhi?"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned.

The manner of Ning Fengzhi's death instantly popped into his mind.

I'm letting you go, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill you!

Cold sweat broke out again.

"No... don't do this to me!"

"Please, I'm begging you! My heart can't take it!"

Soronson looked down at him, watching him with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Aren't you Grandmaster?"

"Grandmaster, is that all the courage you have?"

"Waaah..."

Yu Xiaogang cried so hard he couldn't speak coherently.

Even the most brilliant Grandmaster... are afraid of Lord Soronson's lingering influence...

"Oh?"

Soronson narrowed his single eye.

"Flattery?"

Are you calling me a horse?

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.

"No... no..."

Immediately afterwards, a strong pulling sensation came from my tongue!

He frantically shook his head.

The next second.

"Puff--"

Tongue, ripped out by the roots!

"Ah----!"

Yu Xiaogang rolled wildly on the ground, his hands tightly covering his mouth, blood gushing from between his fingers.

The pain of having my tongue cut off is no less than the pain of having my lower body cut off.

Looking at the agonizingly distraught Yu Xiaogang, Soronson slowly spoke.

You know--

"Have I been waiting for this moment for so long?"

"Back in the Holy Spirit Continent, I'd love to tear your tendons out of the water!"

Yu Xiaogang glared menacingly at Soronson.

All I could see was despair.

Death is not scary.

The important thing is, how to die!

He was in unbearable pain!

Kill me!!!

He screamed inwardly.

But he could no longer speak.

We can't talk about theory anymore!

I can never lick Liu Erlong's again...

"Do you want to die?"

Soronson seemed to see right through him, and slowly shook his head.

"This is nothing."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head desperately, howling in pain.

"Aaaaaah--!"

My inner self was screaming wildly.

Don't go beating me up alone!!!

Soronson leaned down, his single eye filled with a cruel smile.

I'm going to crush your head.

"Don't worry, I'll go slowly."

"In a little while, I'll let you experience it properly--"

"My head feels like it's going to explode!"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head frantically.

Oh, demon...

Oh, demons!!!

That's terrifying!

If only I had known...

If only I had known...

But if only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place.

The thought hadn't settled yet--

A jet-black tentacle slowly pressed down.

It landed firmly on his head.