Chapter 71: Tang San's Sense of Crisis: Who Has Already Embarked on the Path to Death?!

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The aura of Tuzhu Bibidong withered in an instant.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; it felt as if many things had occurred, yet also as if nothing had happened at all.

If not for the fact that Tuzhu Bibidong was spitting blood.

I fear no one would have known that Wei Zhangfeng had struck at this moment.

Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei glanced at Tuzhu Bibidong with a sense of speechlessness.

They knew Tuzhu Bibidong did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, but that she was stubborn enough to be taught a lesson every single time was truly something.

Qian Daoliu, standing to the side, did not say much either.

That Tuzhu Bibidong had fallen to this state could purely be called bringing it upon herself.

In any case, her life was still intact, so there was no need to worry; as for other ways she might want to court death, she could do as she pleased.

Naturally, Wei Changfeng did not continue to take action against Pope Bibidong.

A simple punishment was sufficient.

As for Tuzhu Bibidong herself, he still needed to keep her around.

At least, during the time in the Tianwu Empire, Tianwu Bibidong had lost count of how many times she had mentioned it over these past few days.

She wanted to come to this world in person and deal with Tuzhu Bibidong herself.

Such a small request was one he was happy to grant Tianwu Bibidong.

In any case, as far as he was concerned.

Dealing with a Tuzhu Bibidong was a matter of little consequence.

After all...

Coming to this parallel world this time.

Everything, every single thing, was merely to max out his achievements.

The achievement of "cutting" Tang San—this was his top priority.

Soon, Qian Daoliu arranged the most luxurious courtyard for Wei Zhangfeng.

Settled within the courtyard, Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei reported once again on the situation they had gathered in this world.

Wei Zhangfeng understood the general gist of things, which was no different from what Tianwu Qianrenxue had brought back.

"So, the parallel world is currently hosting the Spirit Master Tournament."

"This timing is actually quite good; tomorrow is the so-called opening ceremony, right?"

"Tomorrow, accompany Us to see the opening match of this Spirit Master Tournament, and while we're at it, let's see just how this Tang San you speak of truly is."

Wei Zhangfeng did not reveal his true purpose.

He arranged these matters with a faint, inscrutable smile, already looking forward to the moment he would come face-to-face with Tang San tomorrow.

The famous Tang God King.

The line, "You are all guilty!"

The line, "You have already embarked on the path to death!"

The line, "Resurrect, my beloved!"

These were all labels of the Tang God King.

Before he had transmigrated, the Tang God King had even won the title of the number one scumbag of the anime world.

To not see such a legendary figure in person would absolutely be a regret in life.

Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei were somewhat puzzled.

They did not quite understand why Wei Zhangfeng would arrange such a thing.

However, since it was Wei Zhangfeng's decree, they did not ask too many questions and followed their duty to carry out these tasks.

After settling Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei.

Wei Zhangfeng sat alone in the courtyard, admiring the moon.

Looking at the moon of a different world, although it looked no different, there was a very peculiar feeling to it.

"The theory of parallel worlds has been verified successfully; this can be considered the fulfillment of one of my long-cherished wishes."

"Once this world is conquered, it should be possible to completely upgrade the Tianwu Empire; by then, the world I reside in should be able to become a true God Star!"

"Or perhaps, in the process of conquest, I could attempt to do something even bigger and merge the two worlds into one!"

"If that happens, perhaps there will be even greater gains!"

Wei Zhangfeng muttered to himself.

Speaking of such long-cherished wishes.

Vast Divine Power surged forth, enveloping the entire Wuhun City.

In but a fleeting moment, the entire Wuhun City was completely under the shroud of his Divine Power.

At the hotel where Shrek Academy was staying.

Tang San was heavy-hearted.

Xiao Wu had been taken away, and while he had been worried, it was not to an extreme degree.

At the very least, at the time, the other party knew Xiao Wu's identity and did not seem to mention anything about hunting for her Spirit Ring.

But the subsequent sensation of Tang Hao clashing with Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei outside Wuhun City.

This point, on the contrary, made him worry to the extreme.

From the moment he sensed the event until now, he had not heard any news at all.

Whether Tang Hao was alive or dead, he could not be sure for the time being.

However...

Out of belief in Tang Hao.

He still believed that Tang Hao was not dead.

After all, from Yu Xiaogang, he knew just how fierce his old man's peak combat power was.

Even if he were no match for the invaders, it was impossible for him to die so silently.

But after all, without definite information, the worry one should have for their own family member always existed, and it had even reached an absurd level.

"Xiao San, no need to worry too much; His Excellency Clear Sky will definitely be fine," Yu Xiaogang comforted him from Tang San's side.

Hearing this, Tang San frowned slightly, thinking to himself: The one who had an accident is my father, not your father, Yu Xiaogang; you tell me not to worry, how the hell can I not worry?

Although he was complaining like this in his heart, he still put on an expression of having been taught.

"I know, but there is no information about Dad at all; I don't know exactly how he is doing right now," Tang San replied.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly did not know what to say.

Suddenly, Tang San's brows knit together sharply.

His eyes widened abruptly, and he looked around in disbelief.

"Xiao San, what's wrong with you?" Yu Xiaogang noticed Tang San's abnormality immediately.

Tang San clutched his chest, heart palpitating, and said, "I just felt like I was being spied on; Teacher, didn't you feel it?"

"Spied on? I don't have that feeling!"

Yu Xiaogang looked bewildered: "Did you feel wrong? If a Title Douluo were spying, I would have at least some sense of crisis, right?"

Truly a piece of trash!

Tang San cursed inwardly.

He knew Yu Xiaogang was a total piece of trash and likely couldn't sense being spied on.

He did not waste his thoughts on Yu Xiaogang, maintaining the feeling of palpitation throughout.

Having been born into the world of assassination, Tang San trusted his intuition very much; he believed that the sense of being spied on he felt was real.

However...

Yu Xiaogang's words were not without reason.

If a Title Douluo were spying, Yu Xiaogang should have been able to feel a sense of crisis.

Yet, Yu Xiaogang did not feel any of this spying sensation.

Such a discrepancy made him somewhat puzzled, and it couldn't help but make him think of Tianwu Qianrenxue.

"Could it be that woman from back then?"

"If it were that woman from back then, she might really have the ability to do this."

"But that woman looked at me once back then, and the feeling she gave me was completely different from the current feeling."

"Could it be that there is still a powerful existence hidden within the Spirit Hall? And that feeling just now, it should be targeting me, right?"

"What is going on? What on earth is going on? Which fellow with a path to death is staring at me?"

Tang San's mood was very chaotic.

He pondered hard without result.

His brows had already furrowed into the shape of the character 'chuan'.

(End of this chapter)