Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 329: The Destruction of Haotian

While the God of Destruction was busy beating up Tang San in the divine realm, Du Qianjue and his companions were ruthlessly assaulting Niu Tian and Titan at Haotian Sect.

Du Qianjue, Du Busi, Xue Linglong, and Biji. The four occupied the four directions, each emitting an aura of at least Limit Douluo level, instantly enveloping the entire Haotian Sect. Niu Tian and Titan, who were enjoying some wine, found their faces pressed into their wine bowls under the pressure of these auras.

Niu Tian: "Gurgle gurgle gurgle~" Titan: "Gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle~~~"

Barely raising their heads from the bowls, both had wine spraying from their noses, which looked particularly ridiculous.

"What's happening?" Titan wiped his face, still drunk and bleary-eyed.

"Idiot, someone's attacking us!" Niu Tian, frustrated at Titan's naivete, slapped him across the face. He quickly used his soul power to evaporate the alcohol in his system, dispelling his drunkenness and strode out of Haotian Fortress.

Walking outside, Niu Tian felt a sinking feeling—this situation seemed dire. In the entire Douluo Continent, aside from Di Tian and his group from Star Dou Forest, the only one who had the audacity to attack Haotian Sect was the recently famed Du Qianjue, rumored to have ascended to godhood.

Even though Haotian Sect didn't send anyone to Du Qianjue's godhood ceremony or wedding, they were aware of his ascension. And it was clear that Di Tian wouldn't waste his time coming after them, so the identity of their assailants was painfully obvious.

Ben Ti Zong, Du Qianjue.

Upon reaching the outside of Haotian Fortress, seeing the four terrifying figures in the sky around the fortress emitting powerful auras, Niu Tian felt a bitter taste almost spilling out.

Damn. Heaven wants to doom me. Where are my allies? Help me!!!

Niu Tian started desperately cueing the trident mark on his forehead, pouring his spiritual power into it frantically, making the mark flash like a strobe light.

Tang San was also in a rush. Feeling the spiritual power Niu Tian kept activating, he understood that Du Qianjue was probably about to make a move. Yet, the God of Destruction was chasing him around like a mad dog.

Tang San felt powerless. "God of Destruction, if you keep nagging, don't blame me for turning hostile!" Tang San shouted furiously at the God of Destruction.

The God of Destruction paused momentarily at Tang San's threats but then became even more excited, sneering, "I'd like to see you turn hostile, Sea God. Come on, flip out. If you don't, it just means you have no guts!" "Oh, I forgot, you can only last three minutes, which is practically the same as having none."

The God of Destruction's taunts didn't seem like a pre-fight provocation but rather like urging a clown to hurry up with his act. Tang San was almost fainting with rage. His dignity as a man was trampled underfoot by the God of Destruction in an instant, almost making him lose his wits.

"Crude! I thought you, the God of Destruction, would have something profound to say, but all you have is vulgar words!" "And there's no point in reasoning with someone shameless like you, Tang San! I'm not interested in talking, and you're not worthy of listening! Little Scoundrel, come fight!"

... "Stop calling him, he can't save himself right now, let alone you!" Du Qianjue looked at Niu Tian's actions with a smile, but his tone was ice-cold.

Niu Tian stiffened, a bitter expression crossing his face as he asked Du Qianjue, "Have we done something to offend you, sir?" "To think that a new god like you would personally come after us, we brothers must really be worth something." Niu Tian turned to look at Titan, who had just stepped out, and sighed.

If it were the two Limit Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult, perhaps they would choose to fight desperately or seek a way to escape. But Niu Tian knew it was useless against a divine-level powerhouse. What exactly happened when Tang San, not yet a god, escaped from Qian Renxue to the sea—whether it was the protagonist's halo or Qian Renxue's stupidity—is unknown since no one saw it happen.

Regardless, Niu Tian didn't believe he and Titan could escape from Du Qianjue's grasp. Titan stood shivering next to Niu Tian, his usually dark face turning pale with fear.

"The reason for your deaths really has nothing to do with hatred or past conflicts, do you understand?" Du Qianjue said with a smile, his echoing words hanging in the air.

Niu Tian understood immediately. "So that's how it is... I understand." His emotions gradually calmed.

"Big brother, what are you talking about?" Compared to the quick-witted Niu Tian, Titan was still completely clueless.

Du Qianjue remained silent, just watching them calmly.

Seeing that Du Qianjue wasn't in a hurry to kill them, Niu Tian spoke somewhat helplessly, "Little brother, don't you get it? He's not after us; he's after Tang San!" "We're under Tang San, which makes us his enemies by default. His goal is probably to annihilate Haotian Sect, and killing us is just incidental."

It's rare for a soul beast like Niu Tian to have such insight, something even Du Qianjue hadn't expected. If it weren't for his need for Niu Tian and Titan's soul rings, he might not mind recruiting Niu Tian.

"Is that so..." Titan murmured in despair. Perhaps this is what they mean by 'made by Xiao He and ruined by Xiao He'? They were revived by Tang San, not only gaining immense power but also the ability to live eternally without age constraints—as long as they weren't killed.

But it was also because of Tang San that they were dragged into the power struggles of the greats, doomed to perish.

"Since you understand, please proceed to the next life. But rest assured, Tang San and Xiao Wu will soon join you down there!" Du Qianjue chuckled sinisterly.

The figure of Electrolux, a giant shrouded in a black robe and indiscernible face, suddenly appeared in the sky, his cold, lifeless eyes indifferently observing everyone in Haotian Sect.

Du Qianjue boldly moved, his gray-white dragon claw tearing through space, grabbing Niu Tian and Titan like little toys.

"Teacher, begin!" Du Qianjue grinned.

"Ah, this feeling... truly nostalgic," Electrolux nodded slightly, looking up at the hundreds of meters tall black-robed shadow with a contemplative expression.

The Plague of the Undead... descends!

Nine gates of the dead opened instantaneously, with countless undead creatures pouring out, one after another. Various grotesque undead beings emanating pure light energy surged towards the disciples of Haotian Sect.

Du Qianjue watched the unfolding scene impassively, unmoved.

Even Niu Tian and Titan seemed indifferent as if the deaths of Haotian Sect's disciples had nothing to do with them.

"Ah, is there a special character here?" At that moment, Du Qianjue raised an eyebrow, suddenly smiling intriguingly, reaching towards the third floor of Haotian Fortress.

Sensing Du Qianjue's gaze, Niu Tian and Titan finally panicked, loudly trying to stop him.

"Don't!"

But by then, a pinkish-blue silhouette was already being pulled out of the spatial rift by Du Qianjue, appearing somewhat disheveled in the air.

"Big daddy, second daddy!" (End of chapter)

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