Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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Da Ming fell silent, his eyes filled with despair, regretting that he had listened to Tang San's words!

He then charged forward even more frantically, determined to hold off Shen An and Gu Rong as much as possible, otherwise Xiao Wu's escape would be hopeless.

On the other side, Qian Renxue spread her six wings and flew rapidly through the air. Under Tom's keen nose, she quickly found Tang San.

This time, she was not careless at all, and swung her angelic sword, unleashing a burst of golden light.

Tang San's face contorted with rage as he forcefully threw Xiao Wu away while simultaneously taking the blow himself.

boom!

With her cultivation level already exceeding eighty and wielding the divine artifact Angelic Holy Sword, Qian Renxue was far beyond Tang San's ability to withstand.

With a single sword strike, all the Blue Silver Emperors surrounding him vanished into thin air, and countless cracks appeared on his Blue Silver True Body.

Qian Renxue showed no mercy and unleashed another sword strike!

boom!!!

Tang San blocked the sword with his Eight Spider Lances, which could absorb countless people. The price was that all eight spider lances cracked and then turned into countless blue-gold fragments that scattered in all directions!

"Ah!!!" A piercing scream came from Xiao Wu in the air, and tears streamed from her eyes.

Tang San was covered in blood and looked extremely ferocious. He looked at Qian Renxue with venomous eyes: "If I hadn't lost my Clear Sky Hammer, with your Angel Martial Soul, I would have smashed you anytime!"

Qian Renxue's face was full of sarcasm. "What a boastful person!" she thought. Then, the Angelic Holy Sword, radiating a blazing golden light, once again slashed towards Tang San, ready to end his life.

"what!!!"

Xiao Wu's eyes turned blood red, and she let out a shrill cry. She transformed into a red halo that instantly spread throughout the entire area, turning everything blood red and freezing everything in time.

Even Qian Renxue's golden sword light froze in mid-air.

The only one who could move was Xiao Wu, whose entire body had turned into a translucent dark red, and whose clothes had turned to ashes and disappeared.

Although Qian Renxue's body was unable to move, her consciousness could still flow, as she was the successor of the gods.

She understood that this was the magnetic field generated by the sacrifice of a soul beast that had been around for 100,000 years.

At this moment, she was extremely agitated. Facing a Soul Saint who had failed her time and time again, she was filled with rage!

Strangely, Tang San's consciousness was also able to move. Perhaps it was related to his cultivation level, or perhaps it was due to his exceptional mental strength, or perhaps it was for a more mysterious reason.

He remembered his father talking about his mother's sacrifice.

At this moment, he felt both grief and a strange sense of joy.

A 100,000-year-old spirit ring! The most precious treasure in the world of spirit masters, and also a gift from his lover.

Xiao Wu transformed into a blood flame and came to Tang San's side, ready to sacrifice herself for her lover.

Tang San was prepared to accept this great gift with tears in his eyes, and silently vowed in his heart that he would resurrect his beloved one day.

The blood flames silently transformed into a red ring, about to encircle Tang San and merge with it.

"Wang!"

An unexpected sound came out, and Tom, acting like a dog, stretched out his paw—no, his cat paw—and put the red ring on his hand and played with it.

At the same time, he looked at Xiao Wu with disdain, as if to say, "Not wearing clothes is shameful."

Tang San watched this scene with his own eyes, his heart filled with boundless rage.

"Give me back my 100,000-year-old spirit ring!!!" he screamed madly in his heart!

Chapter 302 Intercepting the Sacrifice, the Asura's Divine Sense Appears

The moment Tom started playing with the red ring, Xiao Wu's blood-red eyes were filled with astonishment and panic.

She couldn't understand why the cat could move freely in a magnetic field that was powerful enough to freeze all spacetime within an area.

But what terrified her even more was what happened after Tom touched the red ring.

The blood flames that were originally intended to flow into Tang San's body to help him recover from his injuries and advance him to Soul Douluo suddenly stopped.

The magnetic field suddenly disappeared, and everyone regained control of their bodies.

Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she suddenly unleashed her ultimate speed, preparing to reap Tang San's life.

Then, before she had gone very far, she found herself frozen in place again.

Qian Renxue felt her anger level was almost full. This is ridiculous!

Tom was frightened by Xiao Wu's resentful, cat-eating gaze, and instinctively backed down, letting go of her hand, causing the red circle to float in the air.

The magnetic field is active again.

However, due to Tom's interruption, the blood flame energy that was supposed to be sacrificed to Tang San abandoned Tang San and continued to flow into the red ring.

Tang San was unable to move his body, but he was furious. He clearly felt that the connection between himself and that soul ring had completely disappeared.

'Mine, that's mine!' His heart was bleeding, but was it Xiao Wu's death or the resentment of losing his 100,000-year soul ring?

Time flowed by, and the blood flames on Xiao Wu's body burned brighter and brighter, constantly merging into the red ring. Ten thousand years of accumulation transformed into a wedding dress.

Her figure grew fainter and fainter, but she could do nothing but stare at Tom with resentment.

Of course, the awkward part is that a frightened Tom fell headfirst into the bushes, leaving Xiaowu with only a round, trembling cat butt.

The sacrifice continued, the powerful magnetic field gradually weakened, and Xiao Wu's figure became increasingly faint.

Finally, it transformed into a red ball of light, becoming a tiny white rabbit the size of a palm, barely breathing, with a piece of its left arm bone beside it.

"No—!" A mournful cry, unlike anything in human form, erupted from Tang San's mouth.

The next moment, the golden sword light that Qian Renxue had unleashed arrived. His strong will to survive made him stop wailing and quickly gather his soul power to resist.

boom!

His figure flew horizontally again, snapping the trees he hit at waist height.

At this moment, he was on the verge of death, the closest he had ever come to death in his life.

Now, all it takes is a Soul Master, no, even an ordinary person throwing a punch at it, to be the last straw that breaks the camel's back and end its life.

But at this moment, Qian Renxue stared at him solemnly, sensing a power of extremely high level emanating from him.

This power can be called—God!

A crimson vortex appeared out of nowhere, its red light enveloping it as if protecting it.

The crimson vortex made Qian Renxue feel a strong sense of danger. She gripped the Sun Holy Sword tightly, her heart pounding violently.

"I don't care which god favors you, you will die today!" Qian Renxue said coldly, and the Sun God Sword once again gathered blazing golden light.

Even when Qian Renxue drew upon the true fire of the sun, though she didn't use any soul skills, it was undoubtedly her most powerful attack.

She could guess that Tang San had been chosen by a powerful god, and judging from the situation, this god was even more protective of Tang San.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't risk offending this mysterious deity by harming Tang San.

However, Qian Renxue was also proud. Having failed to kill Tang San time and time again, her killing intent had long since reached its peak.

Moreover, Qian Renxue knew that Shen An and Tang San were mortal enemies. Even if she didn't kill Tang San, Shen An would definitely do so.

Therefore, rather than letting Shen An risk being hated by the gods, it's better to take the responsibility myself.

boom!!!

The devastating attack was completely absorbed by the crimson vortex, without even causing a ripple.

In the Douluo God Realm, somewhere stands a magnificent blood-red palace.

The Asura God, one of the five great giants and an enforcer of the Divine Realm Council, resides here.

At this moment, his expression hardened slightly as he felt the divine power he had left on that person from another world being activated.

This divine power will only be triggered when it faces a true life-or-death crisis.

As an upright and incorruptible law enforcer of the divine realm, the Asura God deeply understands the true meaning of "law".

While the law is impartial, it also has its compassion. As law enforcers, it's not unreasonable to grant a small privilege to the heir they choose.

A huge circle appeared before him, showing everything that was happening in the Star Dou Great Forest at that moment.

"The successor of the Angel God!" The Asura God's face turned cold as he instantly recalled his sordid affair with the Sea God.

He was also puzzled.

Logically speaking, Tang San was the person he chose, and he would naturally accumulate good fortune, so he should have a smooth journey and be the absolute protagonist of Douluo Continent. How could he be forced to this point?

Moreover, he also sensed that Tang San possessed a tremendous killing intent, which meant that he had been to the City of Slaughter, but did not possess the God of Slaughter Domain.

In this case, his original plan to secretly transfer a wisp of divine power had to be abandoned.

After all, there are three enforcers in the God Realm, and two of them are watching him. If Tang San had his God of Slaughter Domain, it would be fine; he could use the excuse that he used divine power to make the inheritor conduct the test.

The problem is that Tang San doesn't have a domain.

'Could it be the Rakshasa God? No, I've made thorough preparations for all three generations of the Tang Sect; I can absolutely ensure Tang San's safe growth. How could this be?'

"Damn it!" the Asura God cursed under his breath, then drew out an even more subtle divine thought.

As a mere mortal, his divine sense, aided by the remaining divine power within Tang San's body, would be sufficient to handle this crisis.

When this wisp of divine thought flew out of the divine realm, no one should have noticed it, but a pair of eyes kept staring intently at the Asura Temple.

A tall, thin man shrouded in an orange robe witnessed all of this and, without the slightest hesitation, appeared directly inside the Temple of Asura.

His entire body radiated a strong dark orange light, and his aura had a sense of oppression or madness.

"Asura God, as an enforcer of the divine realm, how dare you use your divine sense to interfere with the mortal world? You have overstepped your bounds!"

Asura God's eyelids twitched; this was one of the seven mad dogs under the God of Destruction.

However, sometimes the more guilty you are of something, the more you have to act like you're completely in the right.

The Asura God said coldly, "Logically speaking, a god of your level has no right to question me."

"And you dare to spy on me? Who gave you the guts!"

"Asura God, you—"

"What do you mean, 'you'? You're not qualified! Let destruction come!"

An endless killing intent erupted from the Asura God, making the God of Wrath dare not move at all.

After a long while, the Asura God watched the God of Wrath flee in panic, a slight gloom settling in his heart.

It's not just about the impending God of Destruction, but also a problem for the mortal realm of Douluo.

"Tang San, the angels, the sea god, and the variables that disrupted my plans—let my divine sense deal with you all."

The Asura God muttered to himself.

But soon, an aura no less powerful than his descended—it was the God of Destruction.

"Shura! I'm here!"

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"Can gods interfere in mortal affairs?!" Qian Renxue coldly shouted, raising her sword.

At this moment, the divine sense of the Asura God had also descended to the mortal realm. The blood-red vortex condensed into a blurry figure, the blood shadow illusory, vaguely resembling a tall human wearing dark red armor.

A cold and authoritative voice rang out: "Heir of the Angel God, step down. This is the successor I have chosen. Out of consideration for your ancestor, the Angel God, I will spare you."

They were old friends, practically inseparable, so they secretly joined forces with the Sea God to kill the Angel God and seize his power.

Qian Renxue stared intently at the blood-red figure, a feeling of disgust and an inexplicable hostility rising within her.

She coldly replied, "What if I don't back down?"

The blood-red figure suddenly let out a cold laugh, and then slashed out with a sword. The surging red light and endless killing intent instantly attacked Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue retaliated with the Sun Holy Sword, but her blazing golden light only paused for a few minutes before melting away completely in front of the red light.

At this moment, under the protection of the blood-red light, Tang San's body was not fully recovered, but his life was not in danger. His pale face revealed an abnormal flush.

'A god? I've actually been chosen by such a powerful figure. I really am the protagonist.' He was overjoyed.

At the same time, he stared intently at the red light, hoping that this mysterious being could help him eliminate his great enemy, which could also be considered as avenging Xiao Wu.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Wu, who had turned into a little white rabbit, lying there, barely breathing.

'Perhaps I can ask this powerful being to help my beloved be resurrected,' he thought haphazardly.