Douluo: When the piano sounds, the hidden weapon returns to the factory

As the Feng Yao group approached the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, the stench of blood in the air became increasingly nauseating, even overpowering the natural scent of the forest's vegetation.

Qian Renxue's expression was solemn, her golden eyes flashing with holy light as she precisely pointed the way: "It's just ahead, that aura... is becoming clearer and clearer!"

The five walked through a ravaged forest, and suddenly a scene of hell unfolded before them—the corpses of countless soul beasts lay scattered in pieces, their blood almost staining the ground a dark red. And in the center of that blood-red expanse, a figure stood proudly.

It was Tang San!

But his current state sent a chill down everyone's spine.

His once black outfit was now soaked in blood, with dark red patterns faintly visible beneath his skin. His eyes, in particular, were no longer clear or deep as before, but had turned into a cold, crazed dark red filled with the most primal killing intent! The massive Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was now encircled by five soul rings, the fifth of which was a chilling, blood-red, and eerie color! The overwhelming killing intent was almost tangible, causing the air around him to distort slightly.

"Tang San?!" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim in shock, looking at the boy in front of her who seemed to be the embodiment of slaughter in disbelief.

Tang San seemed to only then notice their arrival. He slowly turned his head, his dark red eyes locking onto Feng Yao, a cold and sinister smile curving his lips, his voice hoarse as if metal scraping: "Feng Yao... you've come. I was just about to look for you."

His gaze swept over the people around Feng Yao, lingering briefly on Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling before finally returning to Feng Yao's face. His icy killing intent suddenly sharpened: "Tell me... how did Xiao Wu die?"

The question was abrupt and direct, carrying an almost obsessive madness. Feng Yao's heart sank. He clearly sensed that Tang San's mental state was extremely abnormal, and the intense killing intent emanating from him had obviously spiraled out of control.

Feng Yao remained silent, not answering immediately. He was rapidly considering how to deal with Tang San, who was clearly out of control.

However, Tang San took his silence as either acquiescence or contempt. The madness in his eyes intensified, and the eerie, divine aura of slaughter surged suddenly!
"You won't talk?!" Tang San's voice suddenly turned shrill. "Then I'll force you to talk!"

Before he could finish speaking, he moved abruptly, not attacking Feng Yao directly, but transforming into a blood-red shadow, carrying a suffocating killing intent, and lunging straight at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling beside Feng Yao! The Haotian Hammer in his hand flashed with dark light, smashing down with immense force! Clearly, he wanted to force Feng Yao to speak by attacking his companions!
"Watch out!" Qian Renxue exclaimed in alarm.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's expressions changed drastically. They could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in this hammer blow, far exceeding their ability to withstand it! It was not just soul power, but also mixed with a cold killing intent that eroded the soul!
At this critical moment—"Clang!"

A clear and melodious zither tune, like the cry of a phoenix in the heavens, suddenly rang out!

Feng Yao's figure appeared in front of the two women as if by teleportation. The Fuxi Qin appeared out of thin air in his arms, and eight spirit rings far exceeding the norm instantly rose up, especially the last one, which was eerie blood red and shone brightly!

His long, slender fingers swept across the strings!
Om-!
Countless transparent barriers composed of high-frequency oscillating sound waves instantly appeared layer upon layer in front of the Haotian Hammer!

Boom! ! ! !
The Clear Sky Hammer crashed down! The terrifying power, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, collided violently with the sonic barrier, which was both soft and resilient, producing a deafening roar! A surging shockwave of soul power suddenly erupted in a ring, destroying all the surrounding trees!
The sonic barrier trembled violently, cracks spread, and it finally shattered with a deafening roar! But the terrifying momentum of the Clear Sky Hammer was finally forcibly stopped!
Feng Yao, clutching the Fuxi Qin, swayed slightly, causing the ground beneath his feet to crack. He raised his head, looking at Tang San, who appeared to be insane, his eyes turning icy and sharp.

"Tang San!"

"Teleportation! That's Xiao Wu's skill!" Tang San's eyes seemed to regain a sliver of clarity, but the next moment, the bloodlust in his eyes intensified!
"It's you! Feng Yao! Kill him!"

He let out a roar that was not human, and the Haotian Hammer was raised again. This time, countless dark red auras were wrapped around the hammer, carrying a violent aura that could destroy everything. It locked onto Feng Yao again and smashed down!

Feng Yao took a deep breath, knowing that words were useless. His fingertips moved swiftly across the strings, and the clear, melodious music became high-pitched and passionate!
The music of the zither was resounding, like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, transforming into countless tangible sonic blades and protective barriers; the hammer wind howled, like the roar of a demon god, carrying the purest power and killing intent to crush everything in its path!
The aftershocks of their battle instantly transformed the surrounding area into a terrifying vortex of soul power!

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong had no choice but to retreat rapidly, using all their soul power to resist the terrifying impact. They watched the two figures colliding wildly in the arena, their faces filled with shock and worry.

The battle had reached its climax. Although Feng Yao's zither skills were profound and extraordinary, capable of neutralizing countless attacks, and even developed into numerous battle techniques by Feng Yao, Tang San, after being enhanced by his soul rings, had become extremely close to Feng Yao in both speed and strength. Under such a dense barrage of attacks, his power seemed to be boundless and violent. Every strike of his Clear Sky Hammer contained a chilling killing intent that could tear apart the soul, and he even seemed to be gaining the upper hand.

"Xiao Feng!" Ning Rongrong was extremely anxious, a hint of struggle flashing in her eyes. She bit her tongue sharply, forcing herself to calm down. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared out of thin air, its dazzling seven-colored light pouring out without reservation!

"Seven treasures transform into crystal! First: Power! Second: Speed! Third: Soul!"

"Fourth: Defense! Fifth: Offense! Sixth: Increase!"

Six beams of amplifying light instantly enveloped Feng Yao! This was her current limit; the massive output of soul power made her face turn pale instantly, but the effect was immediate!

Feng Yao felt a surge of powerful yet gentle energy instantly flow into his limbs and bones. The soul power he had previously consumed rapidly recovered, and his perception, strength, speed, defense, and even the power of his soul skills all received a terrifying boost! The sound waves emitted by the Fuxi Qin instantly solidified several times over!
Almost simultaneously, Qian Renxue also moved. She knew perfectly well where Feng Yao's and Tang San's weaknesses lay; ordinary power could hardly truly restrain Tang San at this moment. She took a deep breath, and the phantom of a six-winged angel appeared behind her. A pure, holy golden domain, carrying the meaning of purifying all the filth of the world, suddenly expanded from her center—the Angel Domain!
The domain did not directly attack Tang San, but gently enveloped Feng Yao with its holy power, perfectly merging with his own soul power and the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

With Ning Rongrong's full amplification and Qian Renxue's Angel Domain enhancement, Feng Yao's aura instantly surged to an unprecedented level! The pressure was greatly reduced, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and his ten fingers pressed hard on the Fuxi Qin, causing the 100,000-year soul ring to shine brightly red!
"Heavenly Sound Domain: Dreamlike Silence!"

This time, it's no longer a simple sonic defense or attack. The eighth soul skill, infused with the purifying power of angels, has become even more magnificent and more effective against evil!
Om-!
An invisible domain of sound, infused with holy golden light, instantly enveloped Tang San! Within the domain, the frenzied, roaring killing intent seemed to melt away like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun! The dark red killing runes swirling around Tang San flickered violently, becoming unpredictable. His frenzied movements suddenly froze, as if he had been trapped in a viscous sea of ​​golden light, and even his thoughts were suppressed by the holy and absolute stillness!

"Tang San, it's over!" Feng Yao shouted, and the trident mark of the Sea God between his eyebrows lit up instantly. The Vast Ocean Universe Cover appeared in front of Feng Yao. With the infusion of Feng Yao's spiritual power and soul power, the sea-blue light and the golden light of the angel merged into one.

"Heaven and Earth Break Demon!" A blue-gold beam of light, imbued with all its power and containing purifying holy light, instantly formed, ready to deliver the final blow to Tang San!
"Sea God and Angels!"

However, at that crucial moment—"Insects! How dare you desecrate slaughter!?"

A cold, ancient will, filled with endless majesty and rage, suddenly erupted from the depths of Tang San's soul, from his nearly dissipated killing intent! It was the remnant consciousness of the God of Slaughter, Xiu Pros!

This intent was not a direct attack, but rather it frantically activated Tang San's own Killing God Domain!
boom! ! ! !

A blood-red killing intent, far surpassing anything before and reaching its purest form, erupted violently from Tang San's center like an explosion! This killing intent was not soul power, but rather the manifestation of the most primal rules of slaughter, carrying a trace of Hypnos's supreme divine might, and forcefully broke through the dual suppression of "Dream Silence" and "Angel Domain"!

Although it was only a brief moment, it was enough!

Taking advantage of the intense burst of killing intent and the massive energy turbulence generated by the collision of divine senses, Tang San's body instinctively transformed into a blood shadow. With a speed almost like a spatial jump, he suddenly shot backward and instantly disappeared into the depths of the denser and more dangerous forest behind him, leaving only a mess and a roar full of resentment and violence echoing in the air.

Feng Yao's deadly strike ultimately landed on empty air, tearing the earth open with a bottomless chasm.

The holy light faded, and the music ceased.

The scene was silent, save for the lingering stench of blood and the chilling aftershocks of the carnage.

Feng Yao solemnly put away the Fuxi Qin, and Qian Renxue also frowned and dispelled her domain. Ning Rongrong collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and was quickly supported by Ye Lingling.

No one expected that such a bizarre change would occur at the last moment.

“That aura just now was…” Qian Renxue’s golden eyes were filled with astonishment and uncertainty, “God…”

Feng Yao gazed in the direction where Tang San had disappeared, slowly shaking his head, his tone heavier than ever before: "I'm afraid so. But one thing is certain: something terrifying has happened to Tang San that we can't comprehend. He... is no longer the same person he used to be."

"Xiao Feng, should we chase after them?" Qian Renxue's eyes were sharp as she looked in the direction where Tang San had disappeared, her tone extremely solemn.

Feng Yao slowly shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged battlefield around him, and said in a deep voice, "The more chaotic the situation, the less we should lose our composure. Continue on our original plan. If we pass through any cities along the way, we should use the Spirit Hall's channels to send messages to the Heaven Dou Royal Family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, reminding them to be vigilant about Tang San's movements."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly upon hearing this. She knew that given Tang San's current unpredictable and strange state, if they insisted on pursuing him, not only would they fail to capture him completely, but they would also likely force him to wreak havoc along the way, causing damage to countless towns. This was precisely why high-level Soul Masters on the continent often stopped short of killing each other—defeating a strong opponent might be possible, but capturing them completely would often come at a price far beyond imagination, and would easily harm innocent people.

Even a powerful organization like the Spirit Hall, when it went all out to annihilate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, paid a heavy price, though the operation was successful.

“Xiao Feng,” Ning Rongrong’s voice trembled slightly as she couldn’t help but ask, “How could Tang San… have become like that?”

Feng Yao sighed softly, his tone heavy: "He probably lost control of his killing intent, which triggered the power left behind by some evil god. His mind has been corrupted, and he is no longer in control of his own body."

"An evil god?!" Ning Rongrong's face paled instantly, and she hurriedly grabbed Feng Yao's sleeve. "Then, will my father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone be in danger?"

Feng Yao chuckled upon hearing this, gently brushing aside her slightly disheveled hair. His tone was gentle yet firm: "Silly girl, do you really think your two grandfathers are ordinary people? I was able to pass Senior Chen Xin's test because he didn't go all out. In the close combat just now, although he gained the upper hand temporarily by relying on that evil power, it's impossible for him to take me down in a short time."

He paused briefly, gazing into the depths of the dense forest, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes: "It's just a pity that he still managed to escape in the end."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong blushed slightly, feeling somewhat relieved, and asked softly, "Xiao Feng, do you... have a way to help Tang San recover?"

Feng Yao shook his head slightly, his tone solemn: "The Killing God Domain is not something a Soul Master awakens on their own, but is bestowed by the gods. If used properly, it becomes one's own power, but if the killing intent goes out of control, one can only become a pawn of others. As long as the domain exists, one will be the chosen one of the gods for life. To recover, one can only rely on himself—only the deeper one's understanding of killing intent, the stronger one's control over the domain."

He paused briefly, looked at Qian Renxue, and said, "Unless one day, Xue'er or I achieve godhood, perhaps we can forcibly erase the domain that has been integrated into the martial soul with divine power. But now... we are powerless."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly and said softly, "If Grandpa takes action, he might be able to use the power of our ancestors to forcibly purify the evil spirits in his body. But the price for doing so... I'm afraid Tang San's martial spirit will also completely dissipate."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yao's face showed a hint of surprise: "So domineering? It can even completely erase a martial soul?"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him and explained, "There is indeed a record in the clan's ancient books of a punishment called 'Holy Flame Burning.' Anyone who is purified by the Holy Flame will have their martial spirit completely destroyed, and from then on, they will be no different from ordinary people."

...(End of chapter)