stonecrandall Chapter 387 Curiosity Killed the Cat?
Chapter 387 Curiosity Killed the Cat?
"Enemy attack?!"
"Such a powerful aura! Be on guard!"
"Northwest! Quickly!"
The seven sacred pillars standing in various parts of Poseidon Island shone brightly almost simultaneously!
Immediately afterwards, seven auras of Title Douluo, each different in color but equally vast and powerful, soared into the sky. These were the seven guardians of the Sacred Pillars who remained on the island!
They were instantly startled by the sudden aura of the unfamiliar powerful figure, which carried the lingering scent of blood and slaughter. Thinking it was an enemy forcibly intruding into the island, they reacted with lightning speed, transforming into seven streaks of light and intercepting the red streak of light from different directions!
However, just as the seven guardians of the sacred pillars were about to surround them, their soul power surging as they prepared to unleash a thunderous attack...
A red figure, countless times faster than all of them, appeared out of thin air a thousand meters in front of the falling light, blocking the way between the Holy Pillar Guardians and the newcomer. It was Poseidon!
But at this moment, Poseidon was completely different from the dignified and calm high priest of the sea who seemed to be one with the ocean.
On her stunningly beautiful face, the usual tranquility and depth were replaced by an overwhelming ecstasy and disbelief that had been buried for decades.
Poseidon's body was even trembling slightly, her deep-sea-like eyes fixed on the dark red figure who was staggering and trying to steady himself, her eyes instantly filled with tears.
This aura… despite the opponent's extremely poor condition, that familiar, soul-deep domineering, fierce, and uniquely righteous aura of the Haotian Douluo…
It's him!
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It's really him!
The man she longed for, the man she waited for through countless springs, autumns, winters and summers, the man she thought had long since perished somewhere on the mainland—Tang Chen!
"Stop it, all of you!!!"
Poseidon's voice trembled with unprecedented urgency, and she even used a trace of the Sea God's power, instantly spreading throughout the entire area and stopping the seven Holy Pillar Guardians from launching their attack.
Her gaze never left that figure.
The dark red light finally exhausted itself and dissipated its light when it was still a hundred meters from the ground, revealing a burly figure that was disheveled but still had a straight spine. It was Tang Chen, who had fought fiercely with Qian Daoliu, broken free from the control of the King of Slaughter, and rushed over without regard for anything after hearing the bad news!
At this moment, Tang Chen's face was ashen, his breath was weak and chaotic, his clothes were torn and covered with wounds, especially the old wound on his chest that had been repeatedly eroded by the angel's divine power and the Asura sword energy, which was still throbbing with pain. Clearly, his condition was extremely poor.
But when he looked up and saw the woman in red standing in front of everyone, gazing at him with eyes that seemed to hold the entire ocean, all his pain, exhaustion, and hatred seemed to find an outlet at that moment.
Time stood still at that moment.
The seven guardians of the sacred pillars froze in mid-air, stunned. They watched their supreme high priest display an unprecedentedly flustered expression, and then looked down at the unfamiliar and disheveled burly man below. They were momentarily confused, but wisely withdrew their soul power and waited to see what would happen.
Tang Chen and Poseidon's gazes met in the air, traversing decades of time and the fog of life and death. A thousand words were stuck in their throats, yet they could not utter a single one.
The next moment, Poseidon's figure, like a swallow returning to its nest or a fleeting shadow, swooped down from a thousand meters in the sky and pounced straight at the teetering Tang Chen!
She didn't care about her status or the opinions of others.
Decades of longing and worry finally burst forth at this moment!
"morning--!"
A choked cry said it all.
Tang Chen opened his arms and, with his last bit of strength, tightly embraced the soft, warm body that had rushed into his arms. The familiar, faint fragrance instantly reddened the eyes of this tough man who had endured countless hellish torments.
The two embraced and landed gently on the white, soft sand of Poseidon Island.
Poseidon held Tang Chen tightly, as if afraid he would disappear again if she let go, her tears silently soaking his tattered clothes. Tang Chen also hugged her back tightly, burying his face in her hair that smelled of the sea breeze, his body trembling slightly from excitement and his injuries.
The seven guardians of the sacred pillars looked at each other and slowly landed not far away, their eyes filled with shock. They seemed to recognize the newcomer, but they all tacitly refrained from approaching to disturb him.
After a long while, Poseidon finally calmed down a bit, raised her head, and with tearful eyes, stroked Tang Chen's weathered and scarred face, saying:
"Chen, is it really you...? Where have you been all these years?"
"Your injuries..."
Looking at his beloved, whose appearance hadn't changed but who had clearly worried about him for decades, Tang Chen felt a mix of bitterness and guilt. He took Poseidon's hand, took a deep breath, and began to recount his experiences over the years in the simplest way possible.
In order to become a god, he promised to enter the City of Slaughter and undergo the corrupted Asura God Test. He was parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King and became the King of Slaughter. He lived in a daze for decades and committed countless atrocities. He was only able to break free by the divine power of Qian Daoliu and the stimulation of Tang Chuan, but his days were numbered.
Every word caused Poseidon immense pain, especially when she heard that Tang Chen was possessed by an evil entity and had no control over his own life, she couldn't help but shed tears again.
Finally, Tang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold and filled with hatred. He unconsciously tightened his grip on Poseidon's hand and said, "Poseidon, besides seeing you, there's something else I must do immediately: clean house!"
Upon hearing this, Poseidon was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Clean up the house?"
"My Haotian Sect suffered a great calamity, almost being wiped out!" Tang Chen's voice trembled with hatred as he said in a deep voice, "And one of the culprits was my unfilial grandson, Tang San!"
"He colluded with foreign enemies, murdered his own family and clan—his crimes are unforgivable! I've received information that he may have fled overseas and is operating near this Poseidon Island!"
"Xixi, you are the High Priestess of Seagod Island, and you know this sea area like the back of your hand."
"Do you know the whereabouts of that rebellious son Tang San? Or have any suspicious, ruthless young soul masters appeared in the vicinity recently? Especially those with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul?"
Upon hearing this, Poseidon was deeply shaken.
Tang San? Blue Silver Grass?
Isn't this one of the three evil Soul Masters who slaughtered fishermen on Purple Pearl Island, as reported by Seahorse Douluo Ou Ya? Could it be... that Tang Chen's grandson was one of those three fallen evil Soul Masters? And that he committed such a horrific crime?
Looking at the deep-seated hatred and burning desire for revenge in Tang Chen's eyes, and recalling the cruel acts of the three evil soul masters, her mind was in turmoil.
"Chen, don't panic. Stabilizing your injuries is the most important thing." Poseidon suppressed the turmoil in her heart and comforted Tang Chen first, saying, "Regarding the Tang San you mentioned... Seagod Island has indeed made some progress. But this matter is a long story and involves a lot of complexities. This is not the place to talk about it. I will take you back to the Seagod Temple first to heal your injuries, and then tell you everything I know in detail."
Meanwhile, on a small island called Silly Shell Island, far from the Demon Whale Sea and near the edge of the Sea God Island's territory, a terrifying aura, completely different from the earth-shattering battle in the northwest, yet equally suffocating, is permeating the air.
Under the cover of night, the fishing village was a desolate ruin. Amidst the broken walls and rubble, a few scattered flames struggled on the damp wood, crackling softly, but could not dispel the strong smell of blood.
Dozens of shriveled corpses lay sprawled on the ground in various agonizing poses; their soul power, blood, and even parts of their souls had become nourishment for the perpetrators to enhance their strength.
At this moment, Tang San stood on a rock stained with dark red dirt at the entrance of the village, toying with a small black bottle in his hand. His face was unnaturally pale in the moonlight, and a faint purple-black evil light flickered in his eyes, as if he was still not satisfied.
Not far away, Dai Mubai was licking the bloodstains left on the tiger's claws, his evil eyes flashing red, filled with a bloodthirsty satisfaction and a restless energy that was not yet fully satisfied.
Ma Hongjun sat on a section of charred roof beam, the dark purple evil flames around him slowly receding into his body. His fat face showed exhaustion, but also a sense of excitement from the increase in power.
The three appeared to be resting, but in reality, they were all silently absorbing the life force they had just devoured.
At that moment, without warning, the three of them froze almost simultaneously, abruptly raising their heads and looking in surprise and uncertainty into the depths of the night sky to the northwest!
A faint, almost imperceptible lingering energy emanated from the air.
"Did you feel it just now?"
Tang San spoke first, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible seriousness.
"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai frowned, the red light in his evil eyes slightly unstable, and said, "It's very far... but the commotion is definitely not small. It's a bit like... some kind of super soul beast got angry, but it also seems like something else is fighting it."
Ma Hongjun shrank back and whispered:
"Goodness, this sea is really strange. We just finished here, and then something started causing trouble over there, and it felt... much bigger than what we were doing earlier."
He recalled the faint, terrifying pressure he had just sensed, and felt a lingering fear.
Tang San pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing with a purple-black light, as if weighing the pros and cons. After a while, he looked at the two and said, "The distance is too far to determine exactly what happened. But what could cause such a level of fluctuation is nothing more than a deadly battle between top-level sea spirit beasts, the powerful beings of Seagod Island annihilating something, or... other powerful beings hunting for high-level spirit rings and spirit bones."
He paused here, his tone revealing a hint of greed and caution.
"Whichever it is, it means... there might be a huge opportunity. Perhaps it's a mutually destructive battle between sea spirit beasts, or perhaps it's a powerful individual who has exhausted all their resources..."
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's eyes gleamed with golden light, his bloodthirsty desire rekindled. He said, "Little San, do you mean... we should go over and take a look? Maybe we can snag a bargain?!"
Ma Hongjun hesitated, a look of worry on his chubby face, and said:
"Third Brother, Boss Dai, isn't this too risky? The commotion sounded terrifying. What if we run into a tough opponent? We've just improved our strength, and we don't want to get caught. Besides, this area is right under the nose of Seagod Island. The noise we've made is quite significant. What if those Saint Pillar Douluos catch us..."
Tang San's gaze swept over the ravaged fishing village, then turned to the deep, dark sea to the northwest. The Rakshasa Divine Trial required a great deal of killing and souls, but it also craved more powerful energy and opportunities to advance its inheritance. The energy contained in that fluctuation was clearly far greater than that of these ordinary fishermen.
"The fat man has a point."
A calculating glint flashed in Tang San's dark purple eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Risks certainly exist, but opportunities often go hand in hand. We urgently need to rapidly improve our strength, especially to accumulate higher-quality soul essence for Xiao Wu's resurrection. If it really is a lose-lose situation over there..." He looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, his voice lowered.
"We don't need to get too close. Let's observe from a distance and assess the situation. If there's an opportunity, we shouldn't let it pass. If it's an insurmountable force, or if the people from Seagod Island have already intervened, we'll flee immediately. With our current stealth capabilities and maneuverability at sea, as long as we're careful, escaping shouldn't be difficult."
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai immediately expressed his agreement, saying:
"I agree with what the mistress said! The bold get rich, the timid starve! Killing these fishermen on this small island is too slow! If we could catch one big fish, it would be worth slaughtering hundreds of villages!"
Seeing that Tang San and Dai Mubai both leaned towards going, Ma Hongjun knew that there was no point in objecting, so he could only mutter, "Well... alright then. But we have to agree that if things go wrong, we'll run immediately! I don't want to die in this Ghost Sea before I've even revived Sister-in-law Xiao Wu."
Tang San nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes, and said:
"Alright, it's settled then. Let's leave here first, clean up any traces, and then move northwest, remaining hidden and waiting for the right opportunity."
He glanced one last time at the sea that was throbbing with emotion, silently making plans in his mind.
"No matter what's over there... I'll get my hands on it if I get the chance. For Xiaowu... for even greater power..."
Without further delay, the three quickly cleaned up the scene, then transformed into three blurry black shadows, silently disappearing into the vast night and the boundless sea.
They don't seem to understand the adage that curiosity killed the cat.
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At this moment, the battle in the Demon Whale Sea has reached a fever pitch.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King has transformed into human form. Appearing on the surface of the sea is a burly humanoid figure over three meters tall. Its skin is deep blue, like the deepest seawater, and its muscles are bulging, its lines full of explosive power.
The humanoid Deep Sea Demon Whale King is bald, but has a bony protrusion on its head resembling a whale's dorsal fin, making it look ferocious and mysterious. Its face is rugged, as if it were carved by a knife and axe. Its eyes are a deep and terrifying black hole, with the left eye still being the same, while the right eye has turned into a dark gold color like lava.
At the same time, a huge, deep purple vortex appeared behind him.
The vortex slowly rose, swirling from behind him to in front of him, finally coalescing in the center of his breastplate, transforming into a fist-sized gem.
"You have every reason to be proud that you could force me to use my deep-sea transformation."
"But, it all ends here!" (End of Chapter)