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

Chapter 73 Demons? You've just turned from hunters into sheep.

Under the blood-red setting sun, the atmosphere above the ruins was frozen as if it were ten thousand years old ice.

Lin Tian's fingers, wreathed in destructive golden light, were aimed at Xiao Wu's brow.

That resolute killing intent was utterly genuine.

"Do not--!"

Tang San's hoarse voice sounded like he was crying blood. Despite his broken body, he slammed his knees heavily onto the rubble with a "thud".

He looked up, his face a mixture of blood, dust, and desperate tears, pleading with Lin Tian.

"You've won! We've lost! Tian Dou has lost! It's all over!"

"Kill me! Please kill me! Spare Xiaowu! Please—!!"

His pride and dignity were utterly crushed into dust in the face of the threat of his beloved's death.

Xiao Wu burst into tears, shook her head violently, stood firmly in front of Tang San, and shouted at Lin Tian.

"No! Don't listen to him! Kill me! I'm the one who's going to stop you!"

Kill me! Spare the mistress!

Lin Tian paused slightly as he looked at the couple before him, who were so devoted to each other that they were willing to die for one another.

It's not envy, it's just speechlessness.

"Ah……"

He let out a short, cold laugh, breaking the somber atmosphere.

"At a time like this, you're still...showing off your love in front of me?"

He shook his head, as if he had seen the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The golden glint at his fingertips stabilized once more, and his gaze returned to Xiao Wu.

"pity,"

Lin Tian's voice returned to its previous indifference.

"For the weak, even negotiating terms is a pipe dream!"

The moment the words fell.

"puff!"

A soft sound, like the cracking of a ripe fruit.

The faint golden light pierced Xiao Wu's forehead.

Her body stiffened abruptly, and her rabbit-like eyes, once brimming with tears and determination, instantly lost all their luster, becoming empty and lifeless.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just slumped backward and fell into Tang San's arms, lifeless.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Tang San stared blankly at his lifeless beloved in his arms, his mind completely blank.

Immediately, an indescribable, excruciating pain exploded from the depths of my soul!
"ah--!!!!!!!!!"

A roar that was not human, filled with endless grief, despair, and madness, burst forth from the depths of Tang San's throat, causing the surrounding rubble to tremble.

The roar seemed to vomit out his very soul.

This sudden roar, filled with extreme resentment and despair, made Lin Tian, ​​who was about to turn around, pause in his steps.

He frowned slightly, seemingly bothered by the noise.

He turned his head and looked at Tang San, who was holding his lover's corpse and seemed to have gone mad.

"It's noisy."

Lin Tian said it casually.

Immediately, he reached out, grabbed Tang San's hair, and lifted his head up sharply, and then...

It slammed down hard onto a nearby boulder!

"boom!!!"

The dull thud was enough to make your teeth ache.

Tang San's roar abruptly stopped, his forehead instantly torn open, blood gushing out.

Lin Tian held Tang San's head, which was dazed and bleeding profusely from the impact.

He turned him to face him, his tone tinged with annoyance at being interrupted. "Just speak, why are you yelling so loudly? You scared me."

The next second, before Tang San could react, his five fingers tightened suddenly!
"Crack!"

The crisp sound of a neck bone breaking was particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the ruins.

Tang San's head slumped limply, the madness, grief, and resentment in his eyes completely frozen, eventually turning into ashes.

Blue Silver Emperor, successor of Haotian Douluo, chosen successor by the Sea God... thus perished.

in the sky.

The phantom images of the Sea God, the God of Speed, the God of War, and other secondary deities, who were tightly imprisoned by the Holy Spirit's pressure, witnessed this scene in its entirety.

Their phantoms were violently distorted and flickered due to extreme anger and murderous intent!
If looks could kill, Lin Tian would have been torn to pieces long ago.

"Demon!! You demon!!"

The phantom of the sea god let out a low, mournful roar.

Although the sound was suppressed by the pressure, the overwhelming hatred still penetrated downwards.

Lin Tian casually tossed Tang San's corpse aside, as if discarding a piece of trash.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the murderous phantoms of the gods in the sky, his face showing no emotion at being insulted.

A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"demon?"

He asked softly, his gaze sweeping over the mess and corpses scattered on the ground.

"If I had lost today, would my fate have been much better than theirs?"

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the perception of every deity.

"The reason you are angry now, the reason you think I am cruel..."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, as if it could cut through all pretense.
"It's just because you've gone from being high-ranking hunters to being helpless lambs."

"Stop with your hypocritical rhetoric of justice."

"The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is that the law you've always believed in and followed?"

"Now, it is your turn to taste the flavor of this law."

"Forest……"

The phantom of Poseidon, the god of the sea, fluctuated violently. Anger and a certain attempt to argue had just coalesced before it uttered a single word.

Lin Tian didn't even give him a chance to organize his thoughts.

"So much nonsense!"

He uttered two words indifferently, his raised right hand making no further movement.

He simply pressed down slightly on the several phantom figures in the air that exuded killing intent and rage.

"Om-!"

The holy pressure that enveloped the phantom of the deity suddenly underwent a qualitative change!
It was no longer confinement, but transformed into an absolute and unquestionable force of erasure!

The phantoms of all the second-level deities—the sea god, the god of speed, the god of war, the nine-colored goddess, the god of food—couldn't even utter a struggle or a scream before instantly disintegrating and vanishing under that invisible force.

Their phantom image, their connection to this place, and the traces of their existence here were cleanly and decisively severed.

In the sky, there were no more strange phenomena, only the gradually dimming light and an absolute, deathly silence.

Lin Tian slowly withdrew his hand, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He looked around at the ruins, the corpses, and the pools of blood.

"Nonsense is always the most useless thing."

Lin Tian had just casually wiped away those noisy divine phantoms and was about to turn around when he paused slightly.

He slowly raised his head, his deep eyes seeming to pierce through layers of spatial barriers, cross endless galaxies, and gaze directly at the sacred realm that mortals cannot know or reach—the realm of gods.

A knowing yet extremely sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Have you had enough of the show?"

His voice wasn't loud, yet it seemed to contain some strange, unyielding power of rules, echoing clearly and without hindrance within the supreme temple of the gods...

(End of this chapter)