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Chapter 23

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The seven-colored light fell into Zhao Xuanzhen's palm. The will originating from the Spirit of the Plane crazily absorbed the vast energy of the Douluo Continent. Countless light spots surged from all directions, and the seven-colored light was forged into a spear.

The spear body was engraved with ancient inscriptions of mountains, rivers, and trees, swimming up and down like a living thing. Liquid blood light flowed on the spear tip. Zhao Xuanzhen gripped the seven-colored long spear, his gaze locked on Tang San, who was sealed by the Heavenly Disc's nine stars!

Power up, throw the spear!

The firmament was like ink, and the seven-colored long spear streaked across the sky like a meteor, dragging a rainbow tail trace over a hundred meters long. Wherever the spear tip passed, the space bloomed with tree-like cracks, continuously extending into the distance. In the shattered spatial rifts, all things in the world could be vaguely seen floating.

Plane Revenge Spear!

The seven-colored long spear pierced through the chest. Not a drop of blood spilled, but Zhao Xuanzhen could clearly see layers of blue-gold halos surging out from the body that belonged to Tang Wulin.

Tang San's aura withered instantly, his blue-gold eyes staring fixedly at Zhao Xuanzhen, cold and angry:

"Variable of fate, Spirit of the Plane! You think that defeating a strand of divine consciousness I left behind is the end, but I will return again to rewrite the ending!"

"I'll be waiting for you, Tang San."

Zhao Xuanzhen's tone was calm and waveless. From now on, there would be no more interference from Tang San on the Douluo Continent. The return date of the Divine Realm was uncertain, and he would take advantage of this opportunity to prune the God King's wings one by one and prepare a grand funeral for Tang San!

In the end, neither of them spoke any more harsh words, just silently staring at each other, as if to deeply engrave the other into their heart and soul, remembering that hatred forever. They were destined to be enemies who would never stop until one died!

"Boom—"

The blue-gold light exploded, and Tang San's divine consciousness drifted away with the wind. Tang Wulin's whole body shook, and he opened his large black eyes, slightly bewildered.

"Where am I?"

High above, Tang Wulin stepped on the star power previously condensed by the Heavenly Disc, looking down at Eastsea City, which had shrunk into a small dot. Panic could not help but appear between his brows.

He had been meditating and cultivating in the Zero Class dormitory, so how did he wake up and suddenly end up in the sky? And standing opposite him was a figure shrouded in clouds and mist!

"Who are you?"

Tang Wulin leaned down slightly, forcing himself to calm down and speak. The weak soul power of a one-ring soul master could not see through Zhao Xuanzhen, who was concealing his true appearance with the power of deceit, so he could only probe cautiously.

Zhao Xuanzhen was just about to speak when he suddenly seemed to sense a change, his expression instantly becoming solemn. The next second, Tang Wulin felt an abnormally hot energy erupt within his body, and a passionate dragon roar resounded!

That dragon roar was filled with excitement, rage, resentment, and an endless desire for destruction. Golden light shot straight into the clouds, condensing into a giant golden dragon phantom!

The golden dragon was over a hundred meters long, its body burly and majestic. A rich blood aura permeated the air, its dragon scales resembling brilliant golden gems with gorgeous spiral patterns, and its blood-red dragon eyes were full of bloodthirst and cruelty.

Golden Long Wang, riot!

On the golden dragon's winding and coiling body, seventeen blue-gold rings shone with light, particularly eye-catching, with the weakest blue-gold ring faintly attached with seven-colored light spots!

"Is this the aftermath of that spear just now..."

Zhao Xuanzhen narrowed his eyes. The Golden Long Wang was killed by the combined efforts of the God Kings of the Divine Realm. At the moment of death, it had struck its divine core, which contained its lifelong power, into Tang Wulin's body, attempting to drag Tang Wulin to hell with it.

Of course, the Golden Long Wang had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice; the plan had failed completely, and the divine core was instead sealed by Tang San with eighteen seals, becoming nourishment for cultivating Tang Wulin. At this time, Tang Wulin had already broken the first seal and absorbed one layer of the Golden Long Wang's energy.

The remaining seventeen seals were originally intact, but the Spirit of the Plane must have hated Tang San to the core. When the seven-colored long spear pierced Tang Wulin's chest, it not only annihilated Tang San's divine consciousness but also began to tear apart the divine power seals left by Tang San!

"Roar—"

The Golden Long Wang roared, and the second layer of the seal shattered instantly!

The seventeen seals were all connected; Tang Wulin did not have the ability to absorb the second layer of the seal at this moment, and the Golden Long Wang controlled all its energy to fiercely impact the third seal!

This golden giant dragon, representing the power of the Dragon God and the side of destruction, wanted to break through all the seals in one fell swoop, descend into the human world, and destroy heaven and earth!

"Old Tang, save me!"

Tang Wulin shouted. As the carrier of the Golden Long Wang's divine core, he was suffering an incomparable destructive impact, and his body was on the verge of collapse!

However, the so-called Old Tang had already dissipated, and Tang Wulin's call was bound to be a futile effort.

"Old Tang is dead." Zhao Xuanzhen said lightly.

Tang Wulin's face was flushed with an unnatural redness, trying his best to endure the pain brought by the Golden Long Wang, his voice trembling as he said: "Did you do it?"

"Yes." Zhao Xuanzhen admitted without shying away, "In that fellow's own words, he had already embarked on the path to his own destruction."

Path to destruction? Tang Wulin didn't like this term in his heart; it sounded like a clumsy excuse to impose a crime on someone.

"Do you think Old Tang is a good person?" Zhao Xuanzhen asked.

"I don't know." Tang Wulin was slightly startled, "We have met only a handful of times, but he told me the spiritual items to unlock the Golden Long Wang's seal, and I also gained power through the seals."

"Then have you ever had memory gaps, or like today, appeared somewhere inexplicably."

Tang Wulin fell into silence. Since meeting Old Tang, he had had three memory gaps in total.

The first time, shortly after enrolling in Eastsea Academy, he was invited by Gu Yue to go to Eastsea Park. His memory stopped at seeing a few strange people approaching, and when he woke up, they had all disappeared.

The second time was the final exam of the Zero Class at the Spirit Ascension Platform, where he fought a genius from the Spirit Pagoda and had a brief moment of amnesia.

The last time was today, waking up from cultivation to find himself in the sky, completely confused, and the Golden Long Wang was about to break the seal.

"You mean... Old Tang is the root of everything, and he occupied my body at those times?" Tang Wulin was very smart and understood Zhao Xuanzhen's subtext.

"That's right. Old Tang is dead, and you won't be forcibly controlled by him in the future. However, there is a problem right before us: the Golden Long Wang is rioting, impacting the seals in your body layer by layer.

If the Golden Long Wang breaks the seal, no one on the Douluo Continent can stop it, and you and the humans of the Douluo Continent will fall into endless death."

"No, I still have to find my parents!"

Reuniting with Tang Ziran and Lang Yue was Tang Wulin's greatest wish. He said urgently: "Is there no way to reseal the Golden Long Wang?"

"There is."

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded slightly: "Take advantage of the fact that the seals haven't been completely broken to apply a second stable seal for the Golden Long Wang. The Golden Long Wang's divine core is a great treasure of this world; the guys eyeing it are not people you can contend with, and you can't protect it.

After the second seal, I will take over the Golden Long Wang. In this process, your martial soul will be baptized by the power leaked by the Golden Long Wang."

Tang Wulin nodded heavily without hesitation: "Mom and Dad are waiting for me to find them. I don't want to die, and I don't want anyone on the Douluo Continent to die because of the Golden Long Wang; they also have parents who love them deeply.

The Golden Long Wang gave me power but also caused a lot of trouble. If my appetite weren't so terrifying, eating my family into poverty, Mom and Dad wouldn't have gone missing to earn money.

Besides that, the spiritual items to unlock the Golden Long Wang's seal are too expensive; the second layer of the seal alone costs tens of millions of Federation coins. And without Old Tang, I don't know the spiritual items needed for the remaining seals, not to mention that others are eyeing the Golden Long Wang.

Carrying a jade ring is a crime; if I continue to forcibly contain the Golden Long Wang's divine core, I might even pay the price with my life.

You take it, I want a stable life."

Tang Wulin was very clear-headed, or rather, in his heart, his own safe growth and finding Tang Ziran and his wife were more important than the Golden Long Wang's divine core.

"Good."

Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled: "To suppress this Long Wang, I have to pay a considerable price, but compared to the Long Wang's divine core, a little price is nothing."

The night of brilliant stars was not over yet. The Heavenly Disc's nine stars suddenly lit up, the starlight trembling, endlessly swallowing the power of the stars. The Heavenly Disc trembled instantly, and spiderweb-like fine cracks appeared!

The Heavenly Disc, shattered!

The star power of the whole sky broke through the limit!

Tang San was only a strand of divine consciousness, but the Golden Long Wang was the entire divine core; the gap between the two was separated by an insurmountable chasm.

Fortunately, Tang San had done some work; the Golden Long Wang's seal was still quite secure, and the Golden Long Wang had only impacted the fifth layer of the seal!

Zhao Xuanzhen tapped the void with his fingertips and said faintly: "Eight Divine Powers Teng Snake, the Heavenly Disc amplified by the brilliant stars, the residual power of the Spirit of the Plane, and plus... the Eight Gates of the Human Disc!"

The four great auras were released simultaneously, and the terrifying pressure caused the sky to fluctuate violently. Within a radius of a hundred miles, the sea of clouds surged and expanded in an instant.

Zhao Xuanzhen's whole body turned molten gold, and burning golden flames ignited. Tang Wulin couldn't help but be stunned. The strongest combat power in his impression was the Soul Emperor Wu Changkong; when had he ever seen such a magnificent scene!

"Roar—"

The Golden Long Wang roared in rage. Since its birth, its life had almost been spent in seals!

The Dragon God split into the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings, the Silver Long Wang fled, the Golden Long Wang was defeated and sealed in the forbidden area of the Divine Realm. It had finally managed to live a second life, only to be nailed to death by the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms, and the sealing ground was changed to Tang Wulin!

After racking its brains to find a chance to live a third life, it was facing a seal again!

Is it never-ending!

The star power surged like a river, the light so brilliant that one could not look directly at it. Eight gates guarded the eight directions, and the light drawn out intertwined to form a giant magic array, trapping the Golden Long Wang inside.

"Eight Gates, Suppress the Soul!"

The last disc of the Bagua Qimen, Human Harmony, Human Disc Eight Gates Art!

The Golden Long Wang struggled crazily, its mountain-like dragon body slamming fiercely into the Human Disc Eight Gates, each impact triggering an earth-shattering loud noise.

The eight gates remained unmoved. The Human Disc Eight Gates had the infinite star power amplification of the Heavenly Disc behind them, not to mention that the Golden Long Wang hadn't broken enough seals, and the dragon roar gradually lowered!

The dragon body transformed by the Golden Long Wang paused suddenly, as if petrified and cracked by Medusa's gaze. The massive body disintegrated in the trembling of the blood-red dragon pupils, turning into a brilliant golden crystal.

Golden Long Wang divine core!

The divine core was diamond-shaped, the size of a fist, covered with sharp intersecting lines, the center point slightly raised, and the tyrannical blood aura spread wantonly.

Tang Wulin lost the Golden Long Wang's divine core, and his first thought was actually a sense of relief. An extreme burning sensation came, his whole body's blood seemed to be boiling, and every pore was erupting with heat. Tang Wulin groaned and almost couldn't stand steady.

With golden web-like patterns outlined on his forehead, Tang Wulin subconsciously summoned his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. Blue vines as thick as fingers drilled out, spreading continuously to the surroundings.

The Blue Silver Grass expanded, quickly occupying a small part of the sky, the blue light sparkling crystal clear, and regular golden veins appeared in the center of the grass leaves.

Martial soul evolution, Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass!

The Golden Long Wang was half of the Dragon God; a little leaked energy was enough to evolve the Blue Silver Grass.

Zhao Xuanzhen did not deprive Tang Wulin of the Golden Long Wang bloodline without leaving anything; the first five layers of the seal were just the foot skin of the Golden Long Wang. Tang Wulin had sent such a precious gift, so it was reasonable to get some benefits, and Zhao Xuanzhen would not impose Tang San's dirty deeds on a ten-year-old child who knew nothing.

Tang Wulin jumped up excitedly. The Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass; he could perceive the huge improvement in the origin of his martial soul, and the speed of his soul power circulation was several times stronger than before, which meant that his cultivation speed from now on would increase significantly!

The Blue Silver Grass was a typical trash martial soul on the Douluo Continent, but the Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass, fused with the power of the Golden Long Wang, was undoubtedly a top-tier plant-type martial soul!

Exchanging a ticking time bomb like the Golden Long Wang's divine core for top-tier soul master talent and a smooth path of cultivation, Tang Wulin felt that his future was promising. He didn't need to worry about the money to break the seals, just needed to work hard to cultivate and find his parents!

Contentment brings happiness; Tang Wulin was always optimistic.

"Thank you... eh?"

Tang Wulin wanted to thank Zhao Xuanzhen, but found the latter in a less-than-optimistic state, his body covered in crisscrossing bloodstains. With a small movement, a string of blood would spray out. Strangely, the wounds everywhere were not bleeding heavily but were surprisingly closing.

"You seem to be spraying blood, are you okay?" Tang Wulin said weakly.

"Burned out..."

Zhao Xuanzhen wiped the blood away casually. Even though most of the pressure was borne by the Teng Snake, the fragile body of a three-ring Soul Venerable had still reached its limit. He used his True Self martial soul to precisely control his muscles to forcibly stop the bleeding; probably only a Body martial soul could do this, manipulating bodily functions so perfectly.

The Heavenly Disc was overloaded and shattered, the Human Disc suppressed the Golden Long Wang, and two of the four discs of the Bagua Qimen Dao Art were temporarily unusable; the price was not small.

Everything was worth it. There were only three parties of super-model combat power left on the Douluo Continent: the Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, who was devouring the life core; the Abyss, which was eyeing covetously; and the Demon Hell, which was observing in secret.

The Abyss and the Demon Hell were outside the Douluo Continent, so the first threat Zhao Xuanzhen faced was naturally A Yin. After A Yin finished devouring the Golden Tree, she would likely come out of seclusion to seek revenge on Zhao Xuanzhen.

"Prioritize solving the Blue Silver Emperor..."

Zhao Xuanzhen made up his mind secretly, then looked at Tang Wulin and the Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass that stood tall despite the wind, and said slowly: "I once heard a saying: individual lives are different, but the total amount of good and evil in the world remains unchanged.

Everyone plays their own role from birth; some are good, some are evil. From now on, without outside interference, what kind of person you become depends only on yourself."

"Yeah, I will definitely be myself!"

The boy stroked the Gold-Patterned Blue Silver Grass, his eyes sparkling with bright light.

In this life, the 'Tang' of Tang Wulin was no longer the 'Tang' of his biological father Tang San, but the 'Tang' of his foster father Tang Ziran...

(End of chapter)

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