The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect stared blankly at Tang San in the sky. As Dai Yao crushed the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, their hearts sank into an abyss. But when Tang San said he was going to use his true strength, they were immediately filled with doubt.
What are Tang San's true abilities?
Even several elders of the Haotian Sect began to inquire. The Second Elder asked:
"Sect Master, do you know what Tang San's true strength is?"
Tang Xiao looked at Tang San in the sky with a puzzled expression and replied with a lot of doubt, "Second Uncle, I don't know what Xiao San's true strength is either. Perhaps Yuehua knows better."
The gazes of many elders and Tang Xiao all turned to Tang Yuehua.
Tang Yuehua smiled elegantly: "Big brother, elders, I do know a bit about Xiao San's true abilities. He demonstrated them at Yuexuan. If Xiao San were to go all out, even ordinary Soul Saints would probably be no match for him."
"Even a Soul Saint is no match for him?"
An elder exclaimed.
"Um."
Tang Yuehua nodded, looked at the elder, and continued:
"Next, the elders should be able to witness the mistress's performance. This is a tactic that has never appeared on the mainland before!"
Everyone was startled and turned their gaze to Tang San in the sky.
Tang San stared at Dai Yao flapping his wings not far away, his eyes flashing with madness. He reached for the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist with one hand, as if taking something out, and then let his hands hang down naturally.
His eyes had suddenly turned purple.
Dai Yao, who was staring at Tang San, was stunned by the mental impact and his expression froze for a moment. However, at that very moment, Tang San raised his hands.
A piercing sound rang out as dozens of cold lights burst forth from Tang Sanshi's fingers, striking Dai Yao's vital points: eyes, shoulders, heart, genitals, throat, and the Heavenly Court acupoint.
The young disciples of Haotian Sect were unaware of what had happened, but the elders and Tang Xiao stared intently at the ten rapidly moving bone-piercing nails.
At a distance of hundreds of meters, and high in the air, where hidden air currents need to be considered, Tang San was still able to strike Dai Yao's vital point with such precision. This skill is almost miraculous.
"As expected, it was a hidden weapon. Tang San's true strength is never his twin martial souls, but the hidden weapons he brought from his previous life! In the original story, this guy used a hidden weapon technique to break through the defense of the god-level Qian Renxue."
Dai Yao frowned as he thought about it.
In the original novel, Tang San was a Great Soul Master. When he first joined Shrek Academy, he used hidden weapons to make Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint, look disheveled.
Now that Tang San is a Soul King, his hidden weapons are even more powerful. Even Zhao Wuji back then might not have been a match for Tang San when he used hidden weapons. Therefore, Dai Yao should not underestimate him.
However, due to the mental impact of Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, Dai Yao froze for a moment, and the best opportunity to escape was lost.
"These control-type Soul Masters are like flies, so incredibly annoying!"
Dai Yao thought angrily.
Of course, this is only possible because Tang San is a control-type Soul Master with a top-tier Martial Soul. Anyone else would have been defeated by Dai Yao in close combat long ago.
With a thought, his first soul ring flashed, and a white light shield enveloped Dai Yao's entire body.
Ding ding ding...
Dozens of bone-piercing nails struck the white light shield one after another, creating only a ripple before falling off the cliff.
Watching this scene, Tang San was secretly astonished. The bone-piercing nail he shot was one of the heavier types of small hidden weapons.
With the addition of his soul power, the penetrating properties of the bone-piercing nail, and the suddenness of his attack, even some Soul Kings would be injured if they were not careful when faced with such an attack.
But Dai Yao's speed in using his soul skill was simply too fast, almost instantaneous, easily blocking his bone-piercing nail. He even suspected that even if Dai Yao didn't use any soul skill and instead used his physical body to withstand his bone-piercing nail, he wouldn't be able to harm Dai Yao in the slightest.
"If that's the case, then I refuse to believe I can't break through your turtle shell!"
Tang San's gaze turned cold, and with a flick of his wrists, ten more beams of cold light shot towards Dai Yao.
But his hands didn't stop moving; he kept taking out hidden weapons and waving them at Dai Yao.
Willow-leaf daggers, flying locust stones, money darts, bone-piercing nails—all sorts of hidden weapons bloomed in Tang San's "Rain of Flowers" technique, flying straight, flying diagonally, or drawing a strange arc in the sky, circling around behind Dai Yao.
All the hidden weapons had only one target: Dai Yao!
The sky was filled with countless hidden weapons, a sight that made one's scalp tingle, like a swarm of locusts passing through in summer, seemingly blotting out the sun.
"What is this? Is it a self-created soul skill?"
Countless Haotian Sect disciples looked up, staring blankly at the scene unfolding in the sky, and exclaimed in shock.
"What has this mistress been through all these years that she could create such terrifying techniques?"
Tang Xiao frowned and said.
With his knowledge, he could naturally tell that the technique Tang San was using was not a self-created soul skill, but simply a flick of the wrist. The fact that Tang San could use this technique so frequently without any hesitation showed how many years he had honed his skills in it.
On the other side of the sky, Dai Yao's protective barrier seemed to be enveloped by a dense array of hidden weapons, resembling a cocoon formed by them.
The White Tiger Protective Barrier trembled violently and let out mournful cries, as if it had reached the point of no return.
Inside the White Tiger Protective Barrier was a layer of white feathers. It turned out that Dai Yao, worried that the White Tiger Protective Barrier would be damaged, had used the White Tiger Eight Wings to tightly wrap himself up as a final defense.
With the protection of the White Tiger Eight Wings, Dai Yao was not worried about his own safety. Inside the White Tiger Eight Wings, Dai Yao was deep in thought.
"These hidden weapons are just small and not very powerful. Tang San is using these harmless weapons without holding back, so he must have a purpose."
"The real killer move is hidden within!"
"Attack-type Soul Masters are already countered by control-type Soul Masters, let alone Tang San. Since he wants to trap me, I'll just play along!"
Thinking of this, Dai Yao fixed his gaze on the sharp claw that was slowly extending from his left hand, and smiled faintly.
"Tang San, I wonder if you like the gift I prepared for you?"
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Under everyone's watchful eyes, Tang San changed his technique again. With a flick of his wrist, a small purple pouch shot out and disappeared into the sky full of hidden weapons.
As they approached Dai Yao, the small purple sac exploded with a bang, forming a cloud of purple mist.
The purple mist quickly spread, and half the sky seemed to be dyed purple.
The elders frowned; they could tell at a glance that it was a poison.
How could a disciple of the prestigious Haotian Sect come into contact with such a notoriously insidious poison? In the current continent, the strongest user of poison elements is merely a Title Douluo who has just reached level ninety-something, and is not qualified to be compared with a disciple of the Haotian Sect.
In their view, Tang San's involvement with poison was putting the cart before the horse.
Seeing Dai Yao enveloped in purple poisonous mist, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief. This poison could render even a Soul Saint-level expert unconscious, but he didn't rely on the poison itself; he only wanted to obscure Dai Yao's vision.
With the hidden weapons and the purple mist obscuring his movements, it was enough to conceal them.
Five spirit rings slowly rose, the fifth black one slowly shining again, the God of Slaughter Domain erupted, golden light shone from his right arm, and a golden spear slowly condensed in his right hand.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Overlord Spear!"
A moment later, Tang San's Blue Silver Overlord Spear materialized and, with a piercing sound, pierced into the purple mist.
In order to unleash the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, he stopped swinging his hidden weapons, causing the sound of the hidden weapons hitting the White Tiger protective barrier to gradually become sparse.
Moreover, the purple mist became increasingly thinner.
Seeing Tang San unleash the Blue Silver Overlord Spear once again, many disciples of the Clear Sky Sect couldn't help but wonder. The Blue Silver Overlord Spear clearly couldn't harm Dai Yao, so why forcefully use this move? Wasn't that just a waste of soul power?
Could it be that Tang San is bluffing and doesn't have any real strength?
In the sky, the golden Blue Silver Overlord Spear pierced the white light shield, immediately creating a small hole in the White Tiger's protective barrier, before being blocked by the White Tiger's eight wings.
The sharp aura on the spearhead, carrying a murderous intent, almost frantically tried to surge into the cocoon encased by the eight wings of the white tiger.
Noticing the decreasing number of hidden weapons in the sky, Dai Yao reached out his right hand from the White Tiger Eight Wings and grabbed the Blue Silver Overlord Spear again, preparing to crush it as he had done before.
Feeling the power emanating from the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, Tang San revealed a triumphant smile:
"Dai Yao, you've fallen for their trap!"
The golden fragments formed from the disintegration of Dai Yao's Blue Silver Overlord Spear now sprouted thick Blue Silver Grasses, forming a cage that surrounded Dai Yao.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Prison!"
Now that he knew the Blue Silver Overlord Spear couldn't harm Dai Yao, was he the kind of person who wouldn't believe in such a thing? He had already planned out his real killing move!
For the past five years, he has constantly practiced in his mind how to defeat Dai Yao, and has gained a deep understanding of Dai Yao's personality.
Given Dai Yao's domineering nature, he would inevitably try to withstand his Blue Silver Overlord Spear again, destroying his confidence.
However, he took advantage of this, using his unparalleled control to approach Dai Yao with the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, and then, using the technique of controlling cranes and capturing dragons, he surrounded Dai Yao with fragments of the Blue Silver Overlord Spear without anyone noticing.
Complete the fourth soul skill in the sky: Blue Silver Cage!
It's important to understand that he can't use the Blue Silver Cage in the air. He is a control-type Soul Master, and he can easily use the Blue Silver Cage on the ground where Blue Silver Grass grows. However, there is no Blue Silver Grass growing in the air, so he can't use the Blue Silver Cage.
But he did it by using his extraordinary wisdom.
"Dai Yao, I have to admit that at the level of a Soul Master, I am no match for you, but as long as I use my true strength, you will definitely be no match for me!"
"You once inflicted the grudge against Xiao Wu, revealed her identity, and forced us to separate; there's also the grudge against Boss Dai, the grudge against us Seven Devils who tore us apart..."
"I will settle accounts with you today, one by one, for every single matter!"
Tang San stared coldly at Dai Yao in the Blue Silver Cage and said in a chilling voice.
Bound by Tang San, Dai Yao seemed to offer no resistance whatsoever, instead observing Tang San with great interest:
"Oh, I'd really like to know, what is your true strength?"
At this moment, almost everyone was staring intently at Tang San. Everyone knew that the time had come to decide the victor! Tang San's true abilities were about to be revealed!
Tang San slowly took out a cylindrical object from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist. With a gentle press, it was as dazzling as a peacock spreading its tail.
The third most powerful hidden weapon of the Tang Clan: the Peacock Feather!
"Dai Yao, you're honored to die from the third-ranked hidden weapon of my Tang Clan!"
Tang San gently stroked the hidden weapon in his hand, as if he were caressing the skin of a lover.
Tang San's deep-seated hatred for Dai Yao drove him to constantly ponder ways to kill him. For five years, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the path of a Soul Master, while also finding time to craft the Peacock Plume.
The Peacock Feather was created for Dai Yao! Today, he will complete his revenge amidst the most dazzling brilliance of the Peacock Feather!
Upon hearing this, Dai Yao's pupils constricted sharply as he gazed at the fan in Tang San's hand, which resembled a peacock's tail feathers! He never expected that Tang San had actually created the Peacock Feather!
The Peacock Feather is extremely powerful. On the Douluo Continent, it can at least break through the defenses of a Soul Saint, including a Martial Soul True Body. Even a Title Douluo would be severely injured if caught off guard!
"If I remember correctly, this guy's Peacock Feather was made by Lou Gao after the Tang Sect was established. I didn't expect that because of my existence, this guy actually made it ahead of schedule."
"If it weren't for the scarcity of materials for the Buddha's Wrath Lotus and the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, this guy would probably have made those two things to deal with me!"
Dai Yao pondered to himself.
In the sky, Tang San noticed the ambiguous smile on Dai Yao's face and felt a sense of unease.
Could it be that Dai Yao has another trump card up his sleeve?
"No, I must be overthinking it. In front of me, Peacock Feather, Dai Yao is doomed!"
Aiming the Peacock Feather at Dai Yao, he pressed another button on the Peacock Feather. With a series of rapid explosions, twelve kinds of hidden weapons, carrying the aura of death, shot towards Dai Yao!
Buzz buzz buzz!
Tang Xiao and the five elders watched this scene in shock, sensing a hint of threat from Tang San's attack.
"This trick of hers is already threatening me. It's terrifying! She's so young, yet she has such methods!"
"If things continue like this, then Dai Yao must be dead for sure."
Even the Seventh Elder, who was quite prejudiced against Tang San, put aside his contempt at this moment.
What Tang San showed made his appreciation for talent overcome his prejudice against Tang San.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, their expressions changing drastically, but they were being watched by Tang Xiao and unable to rescue Dai Yao.
"If you harm him, I will make sure your Haotian Sect disappears from the continent forever!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo shouted sharply.
Her gentle voice contained an unprecedented domineering aura.
"Haha, how could our Haotian Sect be threatened by you? Little San, just do it. I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!"
Tang Xiao said arrogantly.
"Damn it, why haven't those guys from the Hall of Offerings shown up yet? Are they just going to watch Dai Yao die?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression was gloomy as he cursed in a low voice.
However, at that moment, a muffled sound came from the high sky, and Tang San, whose face was originally full of joy, suddenly changed his expression!