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That cold fear coiled like a venomous snake in Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's hearts. Watching Chen Yi approach step by step, his indifferent eyes viewing them like two ants to be crushed, both fell into complete panic.
Suddenly, Tang San's gaze swept over Chen Yi's cold yet still childlike face, a thought sparking in his chest.
He sharply stepped forward, enduring severe pain to speak vaguely: "Wait... just wait! I... I... am… Want to bet?"
Chen Yi's lips curled in mockery. Without listening, he gripped his right hand, and a golden hook appeared.
Without warning, he swung at Tang San's leg, tearing the air with a shrill scream.
"Crack!"
The clear sound of bone snapping rang out.
"Ah—!!!"
Tang San let out a horrific, distorted scream. His body collapsed to the ground, twisting as he clutched his deformed leg, convulsing madly. The intense pain nearly overwhelmed his mind.
But it wasn't over!
Chen Yi's eyes remained cold. He flipped his wrist, raising the golden hook again.This time, it struck precisely at Tang San's mouth as he tried to speak!
"Swish!"
Blood-mixed teeth flew out. Tang San's scream abruptly stopped; he could only groan painfully from deep in his throat, unable to form clear words.
"Sorry, my mom taught me from a young age to stay away from gambling and drugs."
After finishing, Chen Yi seemed to have completed a minor cleanup, casually dispersing the golden hook.
He didn't even glance at the mud-like heap that was Tang San, but slightly raised his head as if sensing something. His eyes pierced the clouds, gazing into unknowable depths, mixed with understanding and ridicule.
Immediately, he reached out again, grabbing the crouching Tang San on the ground.
He was prepared to fully claim this 'trophy'.
Just as his fingertips touched Tang San's collar—"Dare you!!"
A roar filled with despair and madness, like a dying beast. Tang Hao charged at near-self-destruct speed.
Using his last mysterious power, he briefly broke free from the Grand Elder's entanglement and desperately rushed over.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was dim, but with final will and strength, he lunged at Chen Yi.
Chen Yi seemed unsurprised by Tang Hao's arrival, a 'as expected' glint in his eyes.
The hand grabbing Tang San didn't change direction, but the moment he touched Tang San, instead of capturing, he exerted full force like throwing a sandbag, hurling the screaming, sobbing Tang San toward Tang Hao's smashing path.
If Tang Hao smashed with the hammer, his son Tang San would be crushed first.
"Xiao San!"
Tang Hao's eyes nearly split. He abruptly halted his charge.
From the violent soul backlash, blood sprayed from his mouth again.
He forcibly twisted his body, spreading his arms to panickedly yet accurately catch the thrown Tang San.
Almost simultaneously as Tang Hao caught Tang San, a green shadow flashed. The elder had already appeared ghost-like quietly before Chen Yi, protecting him from behind while indifferently watching the father and son.
Tang Hao held Tang San, feeling the horrific wounds on his son's body. His heart ached like knifepoint twists, sorrow of a dead end surging deep within.
But after all, he was once the dominant Clear Sky Douluo. He quickly decided.
He glanced at the confused Tang San, then at the trembling Yu Xiaogang beside him.
Complexity flashed in his eyes, soon turning to resolve.
Without hesitation, he extended his bloodied large hand to grab Yu Xiaogang's nape. Exhausting his last soul power, he shouted like throwing a stone, hurling Tang San and Yu Xiaogang out of Nuoding City!
"Go—!!!"
The two became parabolic arcs. With Tang Hao's desperate throw, they flew hundreds of meters in an instant, falling toward the dense forest outside the city.
The moment he threw them, the Grand Elder moved.
His movement seemed unhurried, but he merely stepped forward, raising his palm.
Under Tang San's briefly regained consciousness gaze as he was thrown, the elder's seemingly light palm pierced space, precisely pressing Tang Hao's head.
Time seemed to freeze in that instant.
Tang Hao's body suddenly stiffened, his forward momentum abruptly halting.
His eyes widened, the blood and madness in his pupils fading like the tide, leaving only empty, dead silence.
A slight crack appeared in the center of his brow.
In the next moment, his majestic body seemed drained of all bones and soul, gasping as he softly collapsed to the ground.
Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao—fallen!
The elder didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, coldly looking toward where Tang San and Yu Xiaogang disappeared, with slight contempt: "Two ants—where can they flee?"
As he spoke, his body shifted slightly, intending to pursue.
He understood this truth better than anyone.
"Grand Elder, no need."
Chen Yi's calm voice rang out, stopping his movement.
The elder paused, looking at Chen Yi with doubtful eyes. He knew letting the tiger return to the mountain would cause endless troubles—this wasn't Chen Yi's style.
"Someone wants to protect him, but it's already too late."
Chen Yi shook his head at the Grand Elder, then looked up. His eyes deepened as if piercing layers of void.
"Just wait."
"Wait?" The old man grew more puzzled: "Wait for what?"
Chen Yi turned his gaze to the sky, looked at the Grand Elder, and softly uttered a few words: "Wait for compensation."
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At the same time, far in a dimension beyond human imagination, devoid of anything.
Seven dazzling divine lights confronted a murderous blood-red light tensely. Terrifying fluctuations of divine power twisted, collapsed, and regenerated the surrounding void endlessly.
"Asura!"
From the cold blue divine light came a furious roar like the sea: "How dare you blatantly ignore the God Realm's rules and indiscriminately interfere in the lower world's affairs? Do you think us elemental gods are mere decorations?!"
From the bloodied light, an emotionless voice replied: "He is my inheritor."
"Inheritor? Hmph!"
From the cyan divine light came a contemptuous sneer: "A hybrid, you say? Asura, are you toying with us? He bears no trace of your divine aura, has never officially participated in divine trials, not even the lowest rank—what kind of inheritor is that?"
From the sacred white light came a sly rebuke: "It seems you think us elemental gods are quiet on normal days, easily bullied and imitable."
"Today, we must teach this guy a lesson!"
Before the words finished, the seven divine elements suddenly erupted brighter.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, gray!
The seven-colored divine powers intertwined, instantly forming a mysterious, bizarre formation in the void.
Vast divine power rolled like an inverted galaxy, firmly trapping the blood-red light.
At that moment, a malice-filled voice interrupted: "Stop!"
Deep purple light soared, and a majestic figure appeared between the two sides.
He indifferently glanced at God Asura but said nothing.
"This matter is exposed. Asura acted improperly but caused no irreversible consequences."
"Exposed?"
Another mysterious voice sneered emotionlessly: "What? Does the God King think our elemental god system is weak and bullyable?!"
Then, a gentle yet unquestionable female voice sounded: "Don't forget, Chen Yi is also a 'Inheritor'."
This sentence wasn't loud, but carried strange magic, momentarily pausing all thoughts of the gods concerned in this dimensionless space.
Yes, Chen Yi is also a 'Inheritor'—though not yet officially enthroned, a growing 'young Inheritor'—but his nature is set.
His dignity and fate do not allow interference or reckless calculation by other gods, especially in violation of rules.
The Goddess of Life's divine form became slightly clearer in the sacred light.
She glanced at the silent Asura God trapped in the seven-element formation, then at the threatening seven divine elements, and pronounced: "Chen Yi seems quite interested in some of your unique cultivation methods."
She addressed Asura God: "As compensation for this violation, fully copy that cultivation method."
Soon, another white sacred figure appeared. A light speck condensed at his fingertip, flicked toward the elemental god system.
"This seed of divine intent is additional compensation from the God Realm Council for Chen Yi."
Finally, she looked at Asura God, speaking in the God King's majestic tone: "Additionally, Asura—until this child officially participates in divine trials or your inheritor earns your approval through his own ability—you and the gods under your command must not directly or indirectly interfere with matters related to this child on the Douluo Continent."
"So, can you accept this?"
"Hmph!"
Several dissatisfied yet helpless snorts came from various directions.
The elemental gods were clearly not fully satisfied but, with multiple God Kings mediating and proposing compensation, could only accept for now.
From Asura God's side, the blood light slightly trembled—no sound, a sign of compliance.
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Outside Nuoding City limits.
Chen Yi and the Grand Elder didn't wait long.
As expected, two ribbons—one red, one white—crossed time-space boundaries, accurately appearing before them.
The red ornament faded, transforming into a blood-colored token neither gold nor jade.
Intricate patterns adorned it, faintly emitting unique energy fluctuations.
The white streamer turned into a crystal-clear seed, quietly floating.
Chen Yi extended his hand, taking both, sensing the power and information within.
His face showed little surprise—all as anticipated.
He looked up again, his eyes piercing endless space, meeting hidden crimson divine pupils deep in the divine realm.
In a voice only he could hear, he softly whispered: "Do you really think I'm Qian Renxue?"
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