Chapter 416

Wang Maolin lay on the ground, exhaling more than he inhaled, his eyes full of spite and hatred.

"Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!"

"Become a ghost?" Tang An chuckled. "Don't be in such a hurry to die; for the sake of our past father-daughter relationship, I have a third gift for you."

Her eyes were replaced by black, and with one hand she tapped her forehead, drawing out a wisp of demonic Qi and casting it into Wang Maolin's forehead.

"This is a Heart Demon Illusion I prepared for you personally; wouldn't it be a pity to die without experiencing it?"

"Experience it well, so that after you die, your resentment can be even greater."

After all, if she didn't give him the motivation to turn into a vengeful ghost and give him hope for revenge, how could she completely destroy all his beliefs?

Of course, originally Tang An didn't want to kill Wang Maolin; she wanted him to live in endless pain.

But now it seemed that she would just use the equivalent of pulling the plug to end this karma.

In Wang Maolin's Heart Demon Illusion.

He saw his wife, after his death, naturally taking his property and marrying the man who had cheated on him.

His son also affectionately called someone else 'dad', and in their words, there was nothing but disdain for him and verbal abuse.

He saw his wife drive his mother out of their old home, making his mother live in a pigsty, and finally starve and freeze to death.

Before she died, she was still calling out, "Son~"

He wanted to beat that shameless, cheap woman to death, wanted to curse her for having no shame. But he was like a soul, only able to watch everything happen, yet he could do nothing.

Tang An's voice appeared in his mind.

"Wang Maolin, the pain I once experienced, do you feel it?"

"And the pain I experienced, the root of everything, is all thanks to you."

"If you had ever had even a trace, even just a tiny bit of fatherly love for me, today would not have ended like this."

"But you didn't; you never even gave me a single look of a loving father."

"I once couldn't understand; they say even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, and I am your biological daughter; why did you despise me and abandon me like that?"

"But now I don't care, because I found true fatherly love elsewhere and reconciled with my former self."

"Even if he didn't give birth to me or raise me, he protects me, loves me, and treats me with sincerity."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be a good, filial daughter to him in the future."

"As for you, after you die, no one will collect your body. Because you have no children, no parents, and are alone and helpless. After death, you will fall into hell forever, with no home to return to."

Having experienced the Heart Demon Illusion from which he couldn't wake, combined with Tang An's verbal stimulation, he finally couldn't catch his breath and was angered to death.

Tang An looked at this scene coldly, then looked at her own hand and smiled. "So, this is what it feels like to control a person's heart demon."

"Senior, thanks."

There was no reply, just a dull response.

If he had his way, such scum should fall into Avici Hell forever; why waste so much time on him?

But thinking of the bitterness in Tang An's heart, perhaps letting her vent a little was also good.

"Senior, look at the resentment on his body, is it usable?"

Wutian was not interested in the resentment of a dead person. "Only the powerful resentment of a living person can be beneficial to this deity."

"Resentment of a living person? Then we've come to the right place."

Tang An had already decided where to take him next to absorb resentment.

"Where?"

"You'll know in a moment; the resentment of us working-class people is enough to feed several Xiejianxian."

Wutian didn't understand, but he believed Tang An wouldn't speak empty words.

Just as the two were pondering where to absorb resentment, Wang Maolin's ghost had already appeared.

He was full of resentment, wishing he could tear Tang An's flesh and drink her blood.

But he didn't know who he had been facing all along.

Watching Wang Maolin pounce toward Tang An, the four of them, master and disciples, didn't move at all.

Had they not noticed?

No, they were afraid that if they moved, they would shake Wang Maolin, this little resentful soul, into soul-scattered nothingness.

"Buzz buzz~"

"Buzz~"

Wang Maolin flew in front of Tang An, but inexplicably encountered a barrier. No matter how he slapped it, he couldn't break through that barrier that looked like thin glass.

He even wanted to make some noise to scare Tang An, smashing everything in the house he could.

However, Tang An wasn't scared, but the mother and son who had just woken up were scared quite badly.

Wang Maolin thought of the images in the Heart Demon Illusion, and also thought that the son wasn't his, so he took his anger out on the child first.

Tang An and her three disciples watched as Wang Maolin possessed the child's body, then suddenly picked up a fruit knife and stabbed Li Mei.

After stabbing Li Mei, he then slit his own throat.

Yes, the moment Wang Maolin turned into a vengeful ghost, he directly killed the son he had once loved the most, dragging him to die together.

After Li Mei was stabbed, she saw the child slit his throat and commit suicide; fear and sorrow rushed into her heart, and she fainted again.

Nezha looked at Tang An with heartache and handed Tang An a lollipop.

Tang An took the lollipop and continued to watch Wang Maolin make trouble. Killing the child wasn't enough; he ignored the child's crying and begging, and absorbed the child's soul to strengthen himself.

He thought that this would be enough, that this would give him the ability to break through that barrier and drag Tang An to hell.

But...

"Wang Maolin."

"Have you ever thought, what if I was lying to you just now?"

Wang Maolin's soul body trembled, his eyes almost popping out, and he turned stiffly to look at Tang An.

"You, can see me?"

Tang An crossed her legs, her body leaning slightly backward. "Of course."

"You could see me the whole time? You, were you watching me do it on purpose just now?"

"Of course."

Wang Maolin looked at the extremely weak child's soul in his hand, and finally came to his senses, glaring angrily at Tang An. "What do you mean? What did you mean by what you said just now?!"

Tang An took down the lollipop, her smile cold, her demeanor lazy. "I said, have you ever thought, what if I was lying to you just now?"

"What if the memory you saw was fake, what if everything was just a Heart Demon Illusion I created for you?"

"No! Impossible, that's not it." Wang Maolin was so scared he let go of the child's soul, but the child's soul was already misshapen.

Tang An continued to smile. "If, if what I said is true, then you, Wang Maolin, are the number one person to kill your wife, son, and mother."

"After all, your mother's son is dead, and her precious grandson is also dead; all her beliefs are destroyed. Tell me, can she withstand this blow?"

Wang Maolin floated in place, his body flickering because his emotions were too intense. However, his resentment was also increasing proportionally.

He could no longer distinguish which of Tang An's words were true and which were false. But the fact that he had killed the child and absorbed the child's soul in a moment of impulse was an indisputable fact.

Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, yet he actually... personally killed the son he had thought about for so many years?

"Ah!!!!"

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!"

"Who on earth raised you to be so vicious! To make you harm me like this!!!!"

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!"

Wang Maolin had been played to the point of madness by Tang An; he didn't want to care about what was true or false anymore, he just wanted Tang An to die!