Douluo Continent: The Golden List is Revealed, and the Holy Spirit Puni Subdues Evil Spirits

Chapter 70: Dai Mubai dies, Tang San is furious.

The expressions of the gods in the air also changed completely.

The God of Speed ​​exclaimed in disbelief.

"Absorption is already astonishing, but to be able to convert it into an amplification and then rebound?"

"This...this is simply..."

He couldn't find the right words to describe it.

The Nine-Colored Goddess took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

"I see... Absorb the attack, and repay it tenfold!"

"No wonder...no wonder he was always so confident and composed!"

Poseidon's gaze was fixed on Lin Tian and the faint golden shield phantom in front of him that was slowly dissipating, yet seemed to contain infinite possibilities. He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Energy...what a wonderful energy!"

"To attack is to defend, and to defend is to attack!"

"Any attack against this technique must be approached with extreme caution, or it will be tantamount to suicide!"

"Lin Tian, ​​you're really something!!"

Standing alone in the arena, the radiance of the Puni Martial Soul flowed around him as he calmly accepted the fearful and incredulous gazes that converged from all directions.

Then he looked at Dai Mubai and walked towards Dai Mubai step by step.

Every step he took filled Dai Mubai's eyes with despair!
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Tang San prepared to step forward to stop them, but they felt an invisible shackle that prevented them from moving.

Their faces drained of all color, and their pupils shrank to pinpoints in utter horror.

They desperately tried to mobilize their soul power, even if it was just moving a finger, to stop that demon-like figure.

But the surrounding space seemed to be cast in bronze and iron, and the vast and sacred pressure emanating from Lin Tian made it extremely difficult for them to even breathe.

"I can't move..."

Oscar spat out the word of despair through gritted teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat mixed with dust sliding down his face.

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, and his muscles tensed up, but he was unable to move under that immense pressure, and even his breathing froze.

Watching Lin Tian stroll leisurely away, he experienced for the first time what it meant to be an ant looking up at the sky.

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were filled with regret and fear; she finally understood.

All their previous mockery and contempt for Lin Tian were so foolish and ridiculous.

That was not arrogance, but rather the unwarranted speculation of a frog at the bottom of a well about the heavens.

Puni Martial Soul, Holy Spirit Power... these are powers that are simply beyond their comprehension.

Recalling her previous arrogant attitude, a strong sense of shame almost overwhelmed her; they were the real clowns.

Lin Tian didn't even glance at them; his steps were steady and indifferent.

He stopped in front of Dai Mubai, looking down at the once spirited and arrogant Evil-Eyed White Tiger, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Seemingly provoked by that gaze, Dai Mubai's survival instinct caused him to unleash his last bit of strength.

He struggled, trying to support his body with his bent and deformed arms, wriggling like a maggot, uttering indistinct moans.

"Spare me...spare me...I...I won't do it again..."

Lin Tian gave a cold laugh.

"Didn't you say you were going to break my wings?"

"Right here? Come on over?"

Dai Mubai shook his head and said.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go!"

Lin Tian gave a cold laugh.

"I gave you a chance, but you proved useless, so don't blame me!"

After saying that, Lin Tian raised his foot and precisely stepped on Dai Mubai's twisted arm, then exerted force with his foot.

"Crack!"

A chilling sound of bones cracking rang out clearly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Dai Mubai's body trembled violently, his eyes bulged out, and a scream rang out.

"Lin Tian, ​​you'll die a horrible death!"

But Lin Tian did not stop.

He did the same thing again, raising his foot and stomping on his head. "Crack!"

Another crisp sound.

Dai Mubai's body convulsed violently again.

He then went completely limp, his breath dying like a candle flickering in the wind, quickly extinguished.

With those simple two kicks, his arms shattered, and his life was extinguished.

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all!"

Lin Tian's gaze remained unwavering as he indifferently turned to the corner.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned against a half-broken wall, her black outfit torn in several places, revealing her snow-white skin stained with blood and dust.

She was badly injured and didn't even have the strength to stand. She could only barely lift her head and stare intently at Lin Tian with her cold and stubborn eyes.

Seeing the other person's gaze sweep over her skin, she felt a mix of shame, anger, and despair.

She gritted her teeth and used her last bit of strength to whisper a rebuke.

"…satyr!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.

He walked slowly to Zhu Zhuqing, his shadow completely enveloping her.

"You, covered in blood and looking utterly pathetic, do you think you're worthy of my attention?"

His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion; every word was like an ice pick piercing Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

"What can a weakling who can't even protect himself do besides make feeble clamors?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Tian suddenly raised his foot and kicked Zhu Zhuqing hard in the flat stomach with the sole of his shoe.

"puff--!"

A muffled thud, accompanied by the sound of internal organs rupturing.

Zhu Zhuqing was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard into the wall behind her before sliding softly to the ground.

Her eyes widened suddenly, as if she wanted to say something, but large mouthfuls of blood gushed from her mouth, staining her pale chin and the front of her clothes red.

Her body convulsed violently a few times, and then...

Those once lively cat eyes completely lost their luster, becoming empty and lifeless.

Within minutes, both second-level deities perished.

Tang San watched helplessly as Dai Mubai's arms shattered and his life force vanished.

Then Zhu Zhuqing was kicked to death and fell into a pool of blood.

Intense grief and overwhelming anger erupted in his chest like magma.

Those blue eyes instantly became bloodshot, turning a deep crimson.

"Uhhhhhh-!"

A roar that seemed to come from the depths of his soul exploded from Tang San's throat.

He broke free from Lin Tian's oppressive aura with all his might.

"Rongrong! Oscar! Help me!"

Tang San roared, his voice distorted by extreme pain and rage.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar, whose minds were already gripped by fear, were awakened by this roar.

"Divine Skill: Nine-Colored Oracle - Glazed Blessing!"

The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm shone brightly, and the ninth floor of the pagoda suddenly lit up, with the phantom of a nine-colored goddess appearing behind it.

A seven-colored halo surged toward Tang San like a tide.

Tang San's divine power surged instantly.

Oscar's palm shimmered with golden light, and a crystal-clear sausage appeared out of thin air. He tossed it toward Tang San.

Tang San opened his mouth and caught the sausage the moment it entered his stomach.

The light entered his body, and the sausage went down his stomach.

Tang San's aura surged once again!
A deeper, more vast, azure divine power, seemingly from an endless ocean, surged forth from him like a tide!

He gripped the Trident of Poseidon tightly, pointing it at Lin Tian.

"Today, you must pay for their lives!"

(End of this chapter)