Chapter 230 Tang San is kidnapped! To extract Tang Chen's Asura Godhood? Wei Yuan: Who do you think you are, daring to even think about me?
"The Wei family and the Qian family are too strong, so strong that it makes people despair."
But how vast is this universe?
"If Douluo Star can't accommodate me, I'll go to another planet!"
"I refuse to believe that there isn't a place for me, Tang San, in this vast universe!"
"A gentleman takes his revenge, even if it's a thousand years too late!"
"Once I cultivate to the level of a God-King in the depths of the universe, I'll come back and settle accounts with you!"
Thinking of this, Tang San's fighting spirit was rekindled.
Without further hesitation, he turned and prepared to dive into the deep sea to find the last few trial sites of the Water God's legacy.
However.
Just as he turned around...
The sky, which had been fairly bright, suddenly turned dark without warning.
It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun, nor was it nightfall.
It was a pure, suffocating darkness, as if all the light in the world had been swallowed up by some enormous thing in that instant.
What happened?
Why is it dark?
Tang San's heart skipped a beat. A sense of crisis even more terrifying than when he faced Wei Yuan earlier exploded in his mind, making his scalp tingle.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky.
The next second.
Tang San's pupils suddenly dilated to their maximum size, and he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, his very soul trembling.
Above their heads, a hand had appeared out of nowhere.
A hand so enormous it defies description, blotting out the sky!
The palm was a chaotic grayish-white color.
The palm lines are as clear as mountains and ravines, and each finger is like a pillar supporting the sky, surrounded by awe-inspiring runes of law.
It abruptly covered Tang San's head, casting shadow over the entire sea area within a hundred miles.
Faced with this giant hand, Tang San felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.
"No...this is impossible..."
"Didn't he leave?!"
What is this thing?!
Tang San let out a desperate scream, his survival instinct driving him to frantically unleash all the soul power within him.
"Ghostly Appearances!"
Teleportation!
Invincible Golden Body!
Tang San wanted to escape, to hide in the deep sea, to escape the reach of the giant hand.
However, to his horror, he discovered that the surrounding space seemed to have been filled with molten iron and completely solidified.
No matter how much he struggled, his body remained motionless. He could only watch helplessly as the colossal hand, with its unparalleled power, slowly descended!
Rumble—!!!
Before the giant hand even touched the sea surface, the terrifying wind pressure had already created a bottomless, giant crater in the seawater below.
"Tang San, do you think I would leave behind a venomous snake that could bite back at any moment?"
A detached voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, or perhaps it exploded directly in the depths of Tang San's mind.
That was Wei Yuan's voice.
It carried a hint of mockery, a hint of ridicule, and even more so, a cold-blooded sense of control.
"Since we're a family, we should all be together."
"Your great-grandfather went to the Realm of Nirvana. As his great-grandson, wouldn't it be incredibly unfilial of you not to go and keep him company?"
As the sound faded, the colossal hand that blotted out the sky suddenly slammed shut!
"No--!!!"
Tang San roared in frustration.
The next moment.
Tang San was instantly gripped tightly in the palm of that giant hand, like a fly being caught.
The giant hand slowly retracted, disappeared into the void, and vanished.
The Silent Divine Realm, the Central Forbidden Ground.
"ah--!!!"
Tang Chen, the once-powerful Limit Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect who had just inherited the position of the God of Asura.
At this moment, he is like a prisoner awaiting slaughter.
It was bound by four thick, jet-black chains formed from the pure law of annihilation.
Its limbs were tightly locked, and it was suspended in mid-air in a "T" shape.
Those chains not only bound his body, but also pierced deep into the depths of his soul.
Buzz—buzz—!
The central hub of the divine realm was operating at high speed, emitting a series of deep rumbling sounds.
A strange suction force surged into Tang Chen's body along the chains, greedily tearing at the Asura divine power that had long been integrated with his soul.
A dazzling crimson light was trembling violently on Tang Chen's chest.
That is the divine essence of the Asura God, and also the core of the Asura God's position.
At this moment, the divine spark is being forcibly pulled out of Tang Chen's body bit by bit by the power of the central core.
With each piece peeled away, Tang Chen had to endure the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart ten thousand times.
"Kill me... Wei Yuan... Go ahead and kill me if you dare!!!"
Tang Chen's eyes bulged out, and the veins all over his body twisted and writhed like earthworms.
Sweat mixed with blood dripped down, pooling on the ground into a shocking pool of blood.
He didn't want to suffer like that anymore.
The despair of watching one's power and divine status being gradually taken away is a thousand times more terrifying than death!
"Kill you?"
That's such a waste.
Wei Yuan sat lazily on the high Throne of Annihilation, resting his chin on one hand.
His gaze swept coldly down at Tang Chen, as if he were looking at a lab rat being dissected:
"The Asura Godhood is one of the five supreme godhoods in the God Realm."
Even for me, it's incredibly precious.
"Just bear with it. At this rate, the divine position will be completely separated in less than three days."
Then I will fulfill your wish.
After saying that, Wei Yuan ignored Tang Chen's screams.
Instead, he shifted his gaze slightly to the trembling, ashen-faced figure in the corner of the hall.
There, a person was huddled up.
It was Tang San who had just been grabbed by Wei Yuan with his giant, all-encompassing palm.
At this moment, where was Tang San's previous ambition to escape the universe and seek revenge?
His face was ashen, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.
Having witnessed firsthand how such a powerful being as his great-grandfather Tang Chen was treated like a plaything in Wei Yuan's hands, his divine position being casually manipulated and extracted.
Tang San's worldview has completely collapsed.
"how?
Terrified?
Wei Yuan's voice drifted over, but it startled Tang San.
Tang San raised his head with difficulty, his voice dry and hoarse, carrying a hint of relief and confusion:
"You... since you've already captured your great-grandfather and obtained the Asura Godhood..."
"Why... are you still arresting me?"
"I...I didn't become a god. I didn't even pass the first of the Nine Trials of the Water God..."
Tang San tried to reduce Wei Yuan's killing intent by belittling himself.
This is not a lie; it is the truth.
Although the Water God is a first-level god, the divine examination is equally rigorous, and he has only just qualified for the divine examination.
Before he could even complete the first trial, he was captured by Wei Yuan.
Right now, compared to Wei Yuan, he is so weak that he is not even worth an ant.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan chuckled, slowly rose from the throne, and took a step, instantly appearing before Tang San.
Wei Yuan looked down at this so-called "chosen one," his eyes filled with neither hatred nor murderous intent, only indifference.
"You think I arrested you because I'm afraid of you?"
"Is it because you're afraid that you'll become a god and come looking for revenge?"
Wei Yuan shook his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips:
"Tang San, you overestimate yourself."
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