Chapter 1260: Father On The Verge of Death

A black-clothed man who was initially seated at the back flew into a rage. He swung his right hand once and conjured a green halo underneath Tang Wulin’s feet. A dense, green toxic gas filled the air in an instant.

Tang Wulin felt his entire body slowing down at once. His speed was reduced till his Thousand Accusing Fingers began to weaken.

The black-clothed man standing ahead unleashed one black, two yellow, and four purple soul rings, totaling seven, from his body. A pair of outstanding greataxes, pitch black as ink, appeared in his hands as he rolled toward Tang Wulin akin to a tornado.

The other two black-clothed men had bright-red long bows in their hands from which they shot their arrows toward Tang Wulin at close range. On the other side, a soul device was seen in the hands of another black-clothed man. A loud bang was heard. Soon after, a stretch of pellets scattered toward Tang Wulin enshrouding him.

The evil soul masters reacted swiftly. They unleashed their martial souls, launching their attacks at Tang Wulin after Tang Wulin made a move with his Golden Dragon Nirvana Divine Claw.

The red arrows flying toward Tang Wulin were churned into shreds. However, they turned into a cloud of red poisonous smog which enshrouded Tang Wulin. A pair of greataxes spun about and collided into Tang Wulin’s Thousand Accusing Fingers. A series of clashing sounds was heard. The heavy greataxes slammed into Tang Wulin’s Golden Dragon Spear but were continuously bounced away. The Golden Dragon Spear stabbed straight into the enemy’s chest with full force.

How could anyone, even though they were all Soul Sage-ranked powerhouses, possibly be a worthy opponent of Tang Wulin? His technique of the Thousand Accusing Fingers relied mainly on its dominance and powerful strength.

As for the soul device’s loud bang, Tang Wulin stretched out his left hand and conjured vines of the Bluesilver Emperor that weaved into a shield to fend off the attack. At the same time, there was something which watched over him from behind. It was a large tulip that bloomed silently.

Whether it was the red mist which filled the air, or the green smog that arose from the ground, they dispersed and vanished into nothingness, akin to melting snow, upon contact with the aura unleashed by the large pink flower.

The Fragrance Damask Immortal was the nemesis of all strong poisons and the king of immortal grasses!

“Roar…” A valiant raging roar was heard coming from Tang Wulin’s mouth. The gigantic golden dragon’s head emerged in front of his body. The remaining three evil soul masters’ bodies shook once while the evil soul master seated at the frontmost had the least reaction. However, the other two evil soul masters were obviously affected.

Tang Wulin took a step forward as he swept the Golden Dragon Spear horizontally across. Simultaneously, a light arc spread outward with the Bluesilver Emperor transforming into countless spears stabbing the three men in front. A layer of dense scales emerged on the surface of every Bluesilver Emperor as it burst forth with tremendous momentum.

It was his blood soul fusion skill, the Blue Emperor Golden Dragon Sting!

The two evil soul masters with six-ringed cultivation bases were pierced and had holes all over their bodies. It seemed like they would not survive the attack. On the other hand, the evil soul master at the front swung his right hand to conjure a gush of dark green, poisonous spring which surged out from the ground. It shook away all the Blue Emperor Golden Dragon Stings.

Of all the evil soul masters on the scene, he was the most senior. He was a rank-91 Title Douluo and his martial soul was poison spring.

For some unknown reason, he felt his momentum weakened by this opponent whose cultivation base was evidently much lower than his.

Meanwhile, he suddenly sensed that everything in the surroundings seemed to slow down. The opponent before him was a blur while his spurting poison spring retracted on its own. Out of the blue, a speckle of golden radiance shot toward him at lightning speed.

The poison spring evil soul master’s eyes dilated instantaneously. He could not believe the situation he was facing at all as all the energy in his body was stripped away by a gush of formless massive energy in the next moment. His energy dissipated when the spear pierced through his chest.

Tang Wulin regained his initial silhouette. His entire body was covered in golden scales. At this moment, he was akin to a god who had descended on the world.

In reality, it only took only a few seconds from the moment he dashed into the room to the moment he killed all eight evil soul masters. All the evil soul masters which included a Title Douluo had fallen under his hands.

Ever since he made a breakthrough in his spiritual cultivation base to the Spirit Domain, his aura during battles had grown more powerful. It was the development of his Golden Dragon King Bloodline under the silent influence of his spiritual cultivation base.

It was not easy for him to fight against a Title Douluo with his ability, especially when both sides did not have the time to unleash their battle armors. After all, he had yet to achieve an eight-ring cultivation base.

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Nevertheless, his spirit was ignited during that earlier moment. Perhaps, he had finally grasped the concept in the course of his study in the Millennium Cloud. His spiritual power had given him the ability to warp time such that the Title Douluo evil soul master had a brief pause in his judgement. It was precisely at this moment that Tang Wulin’s Golden Dragon Spear pierced his body.

It was the sublimation of the Spirit Domain realm’s spiritual power!

Tang Wulin never expected his spiritual domain to be triggered successfully at this moment. He was only a step away from achieving it. Yet, if he had a choice, he would rather not encounter the situation today than trigger his spiritual domain.

His father’s aura was becoming very weak. At this moment, he did not dare leave and take his father along.

After finishing off the enemies, Tang Wulin hastily helped his father down from his back while wiping away the makeup on his own face. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

“Father, father, it’s me. I’m Wulin!” He infused his soul power into his father’s body continuously to maintain his father’s vitality.

Tang Ziran opened his eyes with great effort. His face was pale and drained of blood since earlier. Tang Wulin could sense that the life energy in his father’s body was almost gone. There was not much blood flowing in his body.

The evil soul master who pierced his father’s body had a blood-sucking mantis as his martial soul. The sharp mantis blade had not only pierced through Tang Ziran’s heart but also voraciously sucked away more than half his blood. If Tang Wulin were to arrive just a bit later, Tang Ziran would have been dead.

His life was dangling by a hair’s breadth and sustained by relying only on Tang Wulin’s soul power infusion.

Tang Ziran raised his hand weakly and pointed to a direction as his face cracked into a gratified smile.

He could not speak but he was contented. He never expected to see his son before he died.

More than ten years had passed. His little Wulin had grown up from a juvenile child into a mature adult. He was tall and stalwart, not to mention, handsome and graceful. He was his son!

He watched as his boy killed those b*stards, who made him and his wife lived in fear, one at a time. Tang Ziran’s heart was filled with joy. Although he was getting weaker, he was elated.

He had lost count of the times he talked about killing those evil soul masters. He had wanted to destroy everything, but he did not manage to do so. Nonetheless, his son did it for him today. What else could be more satisfying than this?

Tang Wulin looked toward the direction of Tang Ziran’s pointing finger. It was a metal wall. Tang Wulin felt something in his heart, so he hastily carried his father and walked forward with great strides. He swung his right hand once and used his sharp Golden Dragon Claw to tear down the metal wall. He then stepped into the adjoining room with his father.

He heard people screaming soon after. There were four women who were dressed in similar working suits in the room. Was that not his mother amongst them?

Lang Yue cried out in sorrow upon seeing Tang Ziran in Tang Wulin’s arms. He hastily pounced forward. She did not recognize his son, but she saw her husband who was on the brink of death!

“Mother!” Tang Wulin called out in sadness.

Lang Yue appeared older now. Compared to those early years, she had white hair and her face was wrinkled. Her dull eyes were red and swollen.

She had sorrow written all over her face. Upon hearing Tang Wulin’s call, she could not help shaking all over. She looked toward the youth before her in disbelief.

The change over the past decade was too great. The boy had become a man, but his facial features were still distinguishable especially his huge, crystal clear eyes.

Tears streamed down Lang Yue’s face immediately. In the next moment, an intense fear emerged on her face. “Leave, my child. Be quick! Those beasts will kill you.”

“Let’s leave together. We can save father only by leaving this place.” The only glimmer of hope now was the Holy Spirit Douluo. Only Her Excellency could possibly save his father.

A radiance glowed brightly in Tang Wulin’s eyes as streams of silhouettes separated from his body. The silhouettes were the six great immortal grasses with the Damask Tulip as the leader.