"Whether it's the God of Destruction or that damned Qianyu."
"Before my invincible power, they will all have to kneel down and beg for mercy."
Tang San grabbed a ball of dense blood energy in front of him and crushed it with his bare hands.
"Old man, just open your eyes and watch carefully."
"Watch how I tear through the void and descend to the lower realm once more."
"Watch how I twist Qianyu's head off and hang it on the city wall of the God Realm as a warning to all."
The extremely weak warning from the remnant soul of the Asura God still echoed back and forth in the blood-red sky above the secret realm.
The sound was incredibly noisy and grating to Tang San's ears.
Tang San suddenly turned around.
His dark red Asura God Armor then emitted an extremely piercing metallic scraping sound.
There was no reverence or gratitude in his eyes when he looked at the remnant soul, the kind that one would expect from a junior.
There was only an extreme contempt in it, as if looking down on ants from a high place.
"That's utterly useless destruction!"
These extremely arrogant words exploded in the void of the Asura Secret Realm.
Tang San's voice was so loud that it caused the dense blood-red mist around him to swirl wildly in all directions.
He took a heavy step forward, his barbed divine armor boots slamming heavily onto the pale white altar slabs.
He stretched out his large hand with extreme domineering force and grabbed the Asura Demon Sword that was floating in front of him.
The Asura Demon Sword erupted with an extremely excited sword cry the moment it touched his palm.
An extremely dense, dark red blood light surged wildly into Tang San's arm meridians along the sword hilt.
Tang San thoroughly enjoyed the fulfilling feeling of holding the highest judgment power in the entire universe in his hands.
He slightly raised his chin, pointing his nostrils at the remnant soul of the Asura God that could dissipate at any moment.
The so-called God of Destruction, who was high above the gods, was nothing but a fart in his eyes now.
He simply relied on the fact that he had spent a long enough time in the realm of gods and accumulated seniority to become the God-King.
When it comes to the ultimate killing and destructive power in a one-on-one fight, the Law of Destruction is not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Law of Asura.
It's perfectly normal for this pampered old codger, who has lived a life of luxury for countless eons, to be killed in the mortal realm.
Tang San had already mentally labeled the God of Destruction as utterly insignificant.
In his view, this did not prove how invincible the white-clad man named Qianyu was.
This only proves that the Divine Realm Committee is full of useless old fogies who are all show and no substance.
Tang San held the Asura Demon Sword in one hand, the tip of the sword carving a deep groove in the altar covered with countless white bones.
The stark white bone fragments, accompanied by dark red sparks of fire, flew wildly in all directions.
Upon hearing these blasphemous remarks, the remnant soul was so frightened that its body convulsed and trembled violently.
Tang San, however, did not give the remnant soul any chance to interject or defend itself.
He stretched out his mutated Asura jade hand and pounded heavily on his indestructible chest.
"Old man, the best thing you ever did in your life was passing on your divine position to me."
"You have no idea what a great and unique being is standing in front of you."
"I, Tang San, am a time traveler!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, venting the biggest secret he had kept hidden deep in his heart for decades.
His extraordinary experiences in these two lifetimes have always been his greatest source of pride.
In his previous life in the Tang Clan of Bashu, he was an exceptional genius who could create the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus simply by virtue of being an outer disciple.
In pursuit of the highest level of hidden weapon mastery, he even dared to risk his life by jumping into the bottomless Ghost's Sorrow.
Instead of taking away his soul, God allowed him to be born into this Douluo Continent with all the memories of his previous life.
This proves that Tang San is truly the chosen one of destiny, possessing the great fortune of the universe.
Do the native gods of this dimension understand what true killing wisdom and hidden weapon strategies are?
They were simply born in a blessed place, naturally possessing the authority to manipulate the laws of nature.
Tang San, relying on his profound foundation from two lifetimes, climbed from the son of a blacksmith in the lower realm to his current position as the Supreme God King.
Tang San raised his clenched left fist above his head, tilting his head back to meet the crimson lightning that struck down from the sky.
"I possess a twin martial soul that appears only once every ten thousand years in the Douluo Continent!"
An extremely dense mass of dark red divine power gathered and compressed wildly in the palm of his left hand.
Although the once proud Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer suffered irreversible damage in that humiliating defeat.
But this did not turn him into a complete cripple; instead, it enabled him to rebuild from the ashes.
Now, under the domineering and unparalleled reshaping power of the Asura God, his martial soul origin has been perfectly fused with the law of slaughter.
This terrifying talent, which is uniquely bestowed and transcends the boundaries of martial spirit and divine power, is unparalleled in the entire long history of the God Realm.
Tang San's eyes were bulging with extreme fanaticism, and his long, blood-red hair flew wildly behind his head like countless bloodthirsty venomous snakes.
His absolute confidence in the Tang Clan's unique skills from his previous life had long been deeply ingrained in every corner of his soul.
"I am also a hidden weapon master, a rare talent in the Tang Clan, perhaps the most outstanding in a century!"
Tang San unleashed a deafening roar at the desolate Shura void.
Those incredible hidden weapon techniques, unparalleled knowledge of toxicology, and various secret skills recorded in the Xuan Tian Bao Lu.
These are all his absolute trump cards, which have enabled him to defeat enemies of higher ranks and achieve victory in battle since childhood.
He felt the Asura God Blood surging within his body like a volcanic eruption.
The circulation path of the Mysterious Heaven Skill has been completely transformed into a vast ocean of meridians capable of containing the power of a God-King under the violent expansion of divine power.
The realm of the Purple Demon Eye also transcended the vastness under the frenzied onslaught of the Asura's killing energy, reaching an unknown domain that no one before had ever set foot in.
His current eyesight is so sharp that he can see through the smallest laws operating behind space, even from millions of miles away.
The Xuan Yu Hand, which he had once honed in the Tang Sect, has now transformed into an indestructible dark golden Shura Jade Hand.
"With the power of the Asura God and my Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, I am invincible!"
Tang San raised his head and uttered this domineering statement, as if proclaiming a universal truth, towards the endless void of the Asura Secret Realm.
His voice was extremely loud, directly transforming into a visible, tangible dark red sonic wave.
The shockwave swept wildly in all directions from the bone altar where he stood.
The violent sound waves whipped up waves of blood and gore on the surface of the sea of blood below.
To him, a master of hidden weapons, those outdated divine techniques from the divine realm were utterly crude.
Those gods simply squander their primordial laws to smash people; they have no idea what the art of killing with minimal effort is.
As long as he incorporates the Asura Slaughter Law, which represents the highest judgment of the universe, into his hidden weapon techniques.
The destructive power unleashed by this cross-dimensional superposition of forces far surpasses that of any previous god-king.
He was confident that even if he tied all four other God Kings together and let them fight him, they would still be no match for his brand-new Tang Sect God-level killing move.
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils no longer held any trace of human reason.
All that remained was a fanatical and cruel desire to tear everything apart, an extreme expansion of rage.
At this moment, all he could think about was the cathartic image of ruthlessly trampling and rubbing that man named Qianyu under his feet.
That hypocrite dressed in white once utterly scorned and crushed his position as the god of the sea.
He still remembers clearly the sound of his bones being crushed inch by inch and the boundless pain of his soul being torn apart bit by bit.
He closed his eyes, his mind racing with images of the bloody revenge he would take upon his return to the mortal realm.
He was going to use this Asura Demon Sword to sever Qianyu's tendons inch by inch.
He intended to use the most vicious Yama's Decree from the Tang Clan, combined with Asura's Killing Energy, to forcefully inject it into every vein of Qian Yu's body.
He wanted to make that arrogant man howl in despair like a wild dog in the torment of the deepest hell.
He also wanted to skin and rip out Qian Renxue, who was always going against him and was arrogant and domineering, right in front of Qian Yu.
Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, and two dark red killing intents pierced through the spatial barrier in front of him like tangible swords.
Anyone who dares to defy Tang San's will will pay the most terrible price, a price that will leave their souls restless.
"Qianyu, you can wash your neck clean and wait to die!"
He used all his strength to shout out this vicious curse, which was filled with endless resentment.
Tang San slammed the Asura Demon Sword heavily onto the incredibly hard white bone stone slab beneath his feet.
With a deafening roar, the entire ancient bone altar, towering over a hundred feet tall, shook violently.
Countless pieces of white bone dust fell from the edge of the altar, crashing directly into the churning, viscous sea of blood below.
In order to prove his unparalleled power to the remnant soul, he decided to immediately unleash his full potential in this forbidden land of the gods.
Before he descends to the mortal realm to kill Qian Yu, he must first thoroughly familiarize himself with this Asura authority, which is capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
He unleashed his divine skills recklessly in the realm of gods, completely disregarding whether this already dilapidated little world could withstand his torment.
Tang San clenched his hands together tightly, and the Asura God Blood within his body surged and roared like a prehistoric beast that had been fully awakened.
A massive amount of dark red divine power surged from his arms and rapidly converged towards the sky above his head.
In the void, a giant hammer, thousands of feet long and brimming with intense killing intent, materialized out of thin air.
This unusually large hammer has completely transformed from its original, dark and rough form in the mundane world.
The hammerhead was covered with dense, hideous demonic patterns representing the punishments of hell.
Each flashing ghost face emanated a terrifying suction force capable of instantly devouring the souls of gods.
"Let me show you what a real Great Sumeru Hammer is!"
Tang San roared angrily, and the veins on his forehead bulged up like thick, dark gold earthworms.
He directly activated the Haotian Sect's most powerful ultimate technique, a technique that once required a desperate effort to unleash.
He used to have to shatter the spirit rings he had painstakingly accumulated in exchange for that brief but immense power.
But now he directly used the immortal body of the Asura God King to forcibly detonate the surrounding endless killing laws.
The Asura Hammer, carrying the terrifying power of Mount Tai pressing down and capable of shattering countless stars, was grasped in the void and slammed down fiercely into the boundless sea of blood below.
This blow was extremely heavy, causing the space beneath the hammer to groan under its immense weight and collapse inwards.
The massive Asura Haotian Hammer slammed heavily onto the surface of the Blood Sea, unleashing an energy storm powerful enough to tear the sky apart.
There was absolutely no ordinary splashing of water.
In that instant, only the purest dimensional destruction and matter annihilation occurred.
The viscous blood plasma within a radius of tens of thousands of feet was instantly smashed into nothingness by this extremely violent physical destructive force.
The riverbed of white bones, which had accumulated over countless epochs, at the bottom of the Blood Sea was smashed into a huge, bottomless sinkhole.
An extremely terrifying circular shockwave spread wildly outwards along the shattered sea surface, creating a towering, blood-red tsunami thousands of feet high.
The tsunami crashed heavily against the massive base of the bone altar, producing a series of deafening, muffled roars.
The destructive scene caused by the Great Sumeru Hammer made Tang San's madness and arrogance even more intense.
But brute force alone is far from enough.
This only showcased the martial spirit techniques of his Clear Sky Sect; he had not yet revealed the essence of his most prized Tang Sect martial arts.
Tang San brought his hands back to his chest, his ten fingers turning into a blur as he quickly formed an extremely complex and profound ancient seal of the Tang Clan.
The Asura divine power flowed at an excessive speed through his meridians, following the complex pathways of the Mysterious Heaven Technique.
"Let's take a look at the unparalleled techniques of my Tang Clan!"
Tang San grinned coldly, then suddenly brought his index and middle fingers together like a sword, forcibly extracting a drop of the purest Asura essence blood from his heart.
This drop of dark golden divine blood essence, driven wildly by his inner force, spun rapidly and compressed to an extreme degree at his fingertips.
In the blink of an eye, the drop of divine blood transformed into a crystal-clear, yet dark red droplet radiating endless death laws.
The surface of the water droplets even clearly reflected the terrifying spectacle of billions of Asura demons struggling and roaring in a sea of karmic fire.
"Guanyin has tears!"
This was originally one of the top hidden weapon techniques of the Tang Clan, a deadly move that even legendary immortals would despair and weep over.
Now, he has unleashed the full potential of the hidden weapon techniques used by ordinary people, pushing them to their limits with the Asura Origin, one of the five supreme god-kings.
Tang San flicked his wrist, and the dark red drop of death water instantly flew out of his hand.
The instant it flew away from the fingertip, it transcended the constraints of time and physical space by virtue of the Asura Law.
Even divine sense could not detect its extremely fast flight trajectory in this void.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp and piercing sound of brocade tearing suddenly came from the already thick and dark sky above the Asura Secret Realm.
The seemingly fragile water droplet forcefully pierced through the impenetrable barriers of the secret realm, reinforced by generations of Asura Gods.
The void trembled violently, and a storm of laws that swept across the entire secret realm raged wildly along the path the water droplet had traversed.
Vast black spatial rifts, like an intricate giant spider web, rapidly spread outwards across the sky.
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