Douluo Dalu: The Legend of The Spider Emperor

Weekend Double Chapters!

Holy Moly! The author is on drugs, chapters are so long now.

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"Ahhh—!"

Tang San let out a furious roar, hoisting the Clear Sky Hammer onto his shoulder. Using all his strength, he swung it violently at Bu Le in front of him.

At this moment, Tang San had completely lost his rationality.

Xiao Wu had always been his most treasured person, and now that Bu Le had defiled her, it was clear that Bu Le... had sealed his own fate.

However, Bu Le did not move at all. Instead, he spread his arms open and smiled with a strange sense of calm.

In just an instant—

Bu Le was completely crushed by the Clear Sky Hammer, his body shattering into black specks of light before vanishing into nothingness.

"Xiao Wu, you—"

Before Tang San could process what had happened, the disheveled Xiao Wu beside him also disappeared.

Not only that—

The entire scene of Soto City dissolved into nothingness, as if everything that had just transpired had never happened at all.

Tang San now found himself in complete darkness, unable to see anything around him. The sight of this eerie void sent a shiver of fear down his spine.

At the same time—

The scene before him suddenly shifted again.

Tang San now stood in a narrow alley, the ground littered with corpses. A strange, tar-like rain drizzled from the sky, carrying an unnatural, sticky sensation.

It felt... too real.

Within moments, Tang San's entire body was drenched. He stood there, staring in horror at his surroundings.

This place...

Wasn't this the scene where Ye Ritian ripped out his External Soul Bone?!

"Am I dreaming?"

Tang San vigorously shook his head, trying his best to clear his thoughts. He even pinched himself hard.

"Hisss—"

The sharp pain from his own pinch made him hesitate.

That event—he had lived through it himself.

For all these sudden changes to appear before his eyes...

Someone must be behind this.

At the far end of the alley, a familiar and mocking voice echoed.

"Heh Heh heh—"

A black-robed figure slowly stepped toward Tang San through the rain, his footsteps light and eerie. His arms had transformed into long, green spears.

"You... You are—!"

Tang San's expression immediately darkened.

In an instant, his Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his left hand, and his footsteps grew heavy as he marched toward the figure, exuding an even more intense killing intent than before.

"Ye Ritian!"

Tang San growled in rage.

Everything that had happened was because of Ye Ritian.

The humiliation, the torment, even his father's poisoning—all of it was Ye Ritian's doing.

It was fate that they met here again.

"Ye Ritian" smirked coldly. "Tang San, do you still recognize me?"

Tang San let out a chilling snort. "Of course, I recognize you. Ye Ritian, all my humiliation stems from you. If not for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this. You—give me your life!"

Saying this, Tang San leapt forward, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer with all his might. At this moment, he had reached the level of man and hammer as one.

Clang!

As the hammer slammed down, "Ye Ritian" was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall behind him and leaving a human-shaped indentation before sinking into it.

Seeing his opening, Tang San had no intention of stopping.

With a flick of his right hand, Blue Silver Grass erupted from his palm, wrapping tightly around the wall and binding "Ye Ritian" in place.

Now, he was a perfect, immobile target.

Rage burned within Tang San as he swung his Clear Sky Hammer once more.

However, just like before, as soon as the hammer landed—"Ye Ritian" vanished again.

The scene around him dissolved into darkness once more.

Tang San stumbled back in disbelief, his mind teetering on the edge of collapse.

"Ahhh—!"

He clutched his head and sobbed bitterly, collapsing onto the ground.

Staring into the overwhelming darkness above, Tang San completely broke down.

Then—

The scene shifted once again.

Tang San slowly got back up, exhausted and spiritually drained.

But when he looked forward—

Bu Le had appeared again.

The same scene repeated.

Following the same sequence of events, Tang San swung his Clear Sky Hammer at Bu Le.

Then—

Ye Ritian appeared again.

Seeing this, Tang San completely lost his mind.

Just like before—

Bu Le. Ye Ritian. Bu Le. Ye Ritian...

Again. And again.

The same nightmarish cycle played out over and over.

Trapped within the illusion, Tang San was slowly being driven to the brink of insanity.

Outside the forest, Shi Nian smirked as he manipulated the illusion.

Everything Tang San was experiencing...

Was created from the fears buried deep within his own heart.

Every person had darkness within them, and Shi Nian's ability amplified that darkness, trapping Tang San in an infinite nightmare.

This technique would slowly break Tang San's spirit—until he lost his will to live.

"People only die if they seek death themselves," Shi Nian muttered, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

But at that moment—

Shi Nian's vision blurred.

A massive hammer slammed into his chest, sending him flying backward.

The impact was devastating—he vomited blood as his body crashed through several trees before slamming into the ground.

At the same time—

The illusion that had trapped Tang San started to dissipate.

Back in reality—

Tang San and Xiao Wu lay unconscious on the ground, their faces pale.

It was clear that whatever they had experienced within the illusion was pure torment.

"Shi Nian—it was you!"

A furious Grandmaster arrived at the scene, shocked by the sight of Shi Nian lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.

Tang Hao's single strike had crushed Shi Nian completely.

Even though Shi Nian was a Soul Saint, he had stood no chance at all. His bones had shattered, and even his internal organs had shifted.

Shi Nian coughed up blood, his face pale with horror as he stared at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hands.

Every soul master knew what that legendary hammer meant.

In that moment—

Shi Nian finally understood.

Ye Hao had used him.

Everything had been a setup—Ye Hao had played him like a pawn.

Shi Nian laughed bitterly.

"Shi Nian..."

Tang San slowly stood up, his face blank and filled with fear.

But when he saw Grandmaster and Tang Hao, his expression shifted suddenly.

Without warning—

He swung his Clear Sky Hammer straight at Grandmaster's head!

Grandmaster was stunned.

Was Tang San... trying to kill his own teacher?!

However, Tang Hao merely sighed in disappointment.

With a single slap to the face, he brought Tang San back to his senses.

Tang San snapped out of his trance.

"Father... Teacher... What happened to me?"

Grandmaster: "..."

What happened? You nearly bashed my head in!

Tang Hao said, "Xiao San, you and Xiao Wu both fell into an illusion."

"I—Illusion?"

Tang San scratched his head in confusion. The experience he had just gone through felt so vivid, as if it had truly happened before his eyes. It didn't feel like an illusion at all—it felt like reality.

"Shi Nian!"

Tang San's gaze shifted to Shi Nian, who lay motionless on the ground.

He had heard about this man from Dean Flender before.

A ruthless and petty man, cruel and vengeful.

And now, this man had come to kill him.

For those who wished to take his life, Tang San would never show mercy.

From his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, he retrieved a black case, opening it to reveal a long, black needle that gleamed with a faint, eerie glow.

The dark night only served to enhance its sinister presence.

Without giving Shi Nian a chance to speak, Tang San swiftly shot the "King of Hell's Invitation" needle into Shi Nian's body.

The next moment—

Shi Nian's eyes bulged in terror, his mouth stretching open in a silent scream.

His entire body began emitting a black mist.

Under the shocked gazes of Grandmaster and Tang Hao, Shi Nian's body melted into a puddle of black liquid—

And then, he was completely gone.

No, not just gone—

Erased from existence.

"Xiao San, you—"

Grandmaster was too stunned to speak.

Tang San's brutality had exceeded even his expectations—it was truly merciless.

Especially that black needle in his hand…

Grandmaster felt a deep chill in his heart and instinctively took a few steps back.

Recalling how Tang San had almost smashed his head in with the Clear Sky Hammer just moments ago, cold sweat broke out on Grandmaster's forehead.

Tang Hao, on the other hand, remained expressionless.

He had no objection to his son's actions.

Shi Nian had sought death himself.

Now that Tang San had dealt with him personally, it saved Tang Hao the trouble of doing it himself.

"Now that Shi Nian is dead, we—"

Suddenly—

Grandmaster's eyes lit up.

He stared at the spot where Shi Nian had vanished.

There, lying on the ground—

A pink, bone-like object glowed faintly.

"This… this is…!"

Grandmaster's hands trembled violently.

"A soul bone." Tang Hao's tone remained calm.

He, too, had not expected Shi Nian to possess a soul bone.

"Father, this…"

Tang San's excitement surged.

His eyes burned with desire as he stepped toward the soul bone.

This was a miracle!

If he could absorb this soul bone, then in the match against Blazing Academy in two days—

Victory would be guaranteed!

In the world of soul masters, soul bones were invaluable treasures.

They were incredibly rare, and even the most powerful soul masters might never obtain one in their lifetime.

But just as Tang San reached out to claim the soul bone—

A black shadow swooped in first.

The figure wore a black hat and snatched the soul bone into his arms.

Shrouded in darkness, his face was completely obscured.

"How dare you! Drop my son's soul bone!"

Tang Hao's rage erupted.

The Clear Sky Hammer materialized in his hand as he stormed toward the black-cloaked man.

However—

The black-cloaked man simply smiled.

With a flick of his wrist, he stored the soul bone into a soul tool.

Then, facing Tang Hao's powerful attack, he showed no fear.

His left arm transformed into a black spider spear, blocking the Clear Sky Hammer in an instant.

At the same time—

His mouth spewed forth a thick, venomous mist.

Seeing this, Tang Hao quickly dodged.

Grandmaster, on the other hand, bolted away at top speed—he had no intention of staying behind.

Only Tang San remained, hastily lifting Xiao Wu into his arms and retreating from the scene.

The venomous mist rapidly spread, causing the once lush trees to wither and the flowers along the road to melt into black sludge.

The once picturesque forest had now become a wasteland of death.

Grandmaster panted heavily, looking back toward the depths of the forest.

With deep regret, he muttered, "Such a pity… That soul bone was clearly meant for Xiao San."

Turning to Tang Hao, he asked, "Did you recognize that person?"

Tang Hao hesitated.

That person felt unfamiliar, yet the venomous gas he emitted was something Tang Hao knew all too well.

No one was more qualified than him to recognize it.

"The poison he released was Death Spider Emperor Poison." Tang Hao's voice was grim.

"Death Spider Emperor Poison?!"

Grandmaster gasped.

"Could it be… that person was Ye Hao?!"