A Shattered Dream

Chapter 251 A Shattered Dream

"Draw your sword."

Tang San's initial excitement and exhilaration suddenly turned into trepidation and unease.

"You lack the capacity to become a strong person."

He suddenly remembered a sentence that his father had relayed to him, a sentence that Lu Mingfei had said.

It was as if Lu Mingfei had foreseen today's outcome from that very day.

"No, I don't believe it! I can definitely pull out this sword today, and I will become a god in the future! I will definitely become a strong person!" Tang San clenched his fists instantly, his eyes becoming unusually firm and even crazy.

Drawing this sword signifies that he will bid farewell to all his past misery, rise from the ashes, and even be able to trample Lu Mingfei under his feet.

Therefore, he absolutely cannot lose, he absolutely must pull out this sword, and he must go to the Star Dou Great Forest to snatch Xiao Wu back and prove his sincerity to her.

At this moment, no one spoke in the conference hall; there was only deathly silence. Under everyone's gaze, Tang San stepped forward step by step, stretched out his hands, and gripped the sword hilt tightly.

The icy metallic touch traveled through Tang San's palm, as if he were holding a piece of ancient ice, and the bone-chilling cold instantly made his whole body tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a rapid red light flashed in his eyes, and an incomparably domineering killing intent burst forth, making Jinping materialize.

This was genuine god-level killing intent. The moment the aura flowed out, Tang San's Killing God Domain was activated. As for Tang Xiao and the other elders, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Tang San's Killing God Domain was instantly melted into nothingness in the face of this killing intent, like beeswax falling into a campfire.

The next moment, Tang San saw a raging sea of ​​blood.

In the center of this endless sea of ​​blood, a colossal figure stood tall and imposing. He was clad in dark red armor, leaning on a heavy sword, and exuded an awe-inspiring and unpredictable aura, clearly none other than the Asura God.

Tang San stared blankly upwards. The next moment, the Asura God looked down at him. The instant Tang San met those blood-red eyes, countless memories of the past rushed over him like a surging tide.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like he had experienced his entire life all over again. Tang San stood up with cold sweat dripping down his body, staring at the Asura God in front of him.

He wanted to ask something more, but the next moment, the majestic voice of the Asura God quickly shook the entire sea of ​​blood.

"With your limited abilities, you dare stand before me? Get lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of ​​blood churned violently, and a towering wave crashed down, instantly slamming Tang San into the seabed.

Tang San stared wide-eyed as he watched helplessly as he was engulfed by an endless sea of ​​blood and sank into an endless abyss.

All his resentment and anger vanished without a trace, like a string of bubbles sinking to the bottom.

"No!"

Inside the conference hall, everyone only saw a flash of red light on the sword, and Tang San's figure was instantly sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Tang Chen wore a disappointed expression, as if he had expected it.

Tang Xiao immediately helped Tang San up, while the other elders only showed disappointment on their faces.

How could such a monstrous hybrid of human and beast possibly satisfy the gods?

Tang San was helped up by Tang Xiao, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. He struggled to break free from Tang Xiao's arm and rushed to the sword, gripping the hilt once more.

But this time, there was no change on the sword. All Tang San received in response was its immense weight. Even with all his strength, he could not budge the Asura Demon Sword in the slightest.

Seeing Tang San's clown-like, insane behavior, Tang Chen flashed forward and instantly subdued Tang San.

Just now, he also felt the anger from the Asura Demon Sword. Clearly, Tang San's temperament and aptitude were not worthy of the Asura God's attention.

"No!"

As Tang Chen retrieved the Asura Demon Sword, Tang San knelt heavily on the ground, his eyes glazed over. He felt as if he had lost something incredibly important, a loss that was even more painful than losing Xiao Wu.

"Enough! Xiao'er, take him away. Don't embarrass him any further!" the Second Elder shouted angrily. They weren't here to see Tang San make a fool of himself.

Tang Xiao nodded. He could see that everyone was disappointed in Tang San. Without offering any further explanation, he immediately led Tang San away from the conference hall. Staying there would only be embarrassing and serve no purpose.

"Uncle, how exactly can we inherit the Divine Trial? How about sending Xiao'er to the City of Slaughter to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain?" The Second Elder quickly spoke up. Even Tang San had failed; their Clear Sky Sect was probably truly at its wits' end.

"Forget it. Even if Xiao'er can get out of the City of Slaughter, it won't help. He can even give up the woman he loves to his brother. Just like Xiao San, he doesn't have enough courage. The God of Asura won't choose him as his successor." Tang Chen shook his head.

Everyone understood that the strong person Tang Chen spoke of was not only one with physical strength, but also one with a strong mindset; neither could be lacking.

Tang San had been driven to the brink of collapse by Lu Mingfei on several occasions, and their previous scheme to have Xiao Wu sacrifice herself only exacerbated Tang San's mental state.

"As expected, he's a piece of trash. He can't even handle the slightest setback. No wonder Lu Mingfei said he didn't have the potential to become a strong person. He was destined to be useless from the very beginning." Seeing that Tang San was completely useless, the Seventh Elder finally stopped swallowing his anger.

He increasingly felt that Tang San was a jinx. Without him, the Blue Silver Emperor would not have been discovered, Tang Hao would not have fought with the Spirit Hall, and none of this would have happened. Perhaps they would even have a god by now.

"The magnanimity of a strong person." Upon hearing this, Tang Chen felt a faint sense of agreement. "That's enough. Bring me all the information about Lu Mingfei. The Haotian Sect absolutely cannot be destroyed like this."

"Yes!" No one dared to say another word. The Second Elder immediately brought up all the information about Lu Mingfei that Tang Hao had left behind, as well as that held by Yuexuan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the Heavenly Dou Royal Family.

Tang Chen frowned as he watched Lu Mingfei's journey from Notting Academy to the Soul Master Competition, and then watched his great-grandson act like a clown, trying to make an enemy of Lu Mingfei.

The difference between people is even greater than the difference between people and pigs. Even he was starting to wonder if Tang San was a jinx sent by God to destroy the Clear Sky Sect.

Regardless of how lively things were at the Haotian Sect, Lu Mingfei hid in the deserted mountains for two days, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one from the Star Dou Great Forest had come looking for him.

Being confessed to by a god-level female dragon is more stressful than Mount Everest. Fortunately, it's probably just a joke, otherwise Lu Mingfei really can't imagine himself becoming a dragon knight.

Absolutely!

After confirming that no one was following him, he set off for the Wuhun City Plain. Looking at the familiar giant city in front of him, he felt a mix of emotions.

He came to our door after only a few days apart. Won't he make her think I'm pathetic?

"Halt! Show your warrant."

The knights at the city gate stopped Lu Mingfei. Wuhun City is the headquarters of Wuhun Hall. Under normal circumstances, a warrant is required to enter or leave when there are no events being held.

Lu Mingfei, of course, did not possess such a thing; he merely revealed his signature pair of golden eyes.

"Please inform the Holy Maiden that Lu Mingfei has come to visit and has important matters to discuss."

"Lu Mingfei!" All the knights at the city gate couldn't help but exclaim. The Soul Master Competition three years ago was still being talked about today.

With such a distinctive golden-eyed martial soul, no one would mistake it.

"Please wait a moment, Lord Lu Mingfei, we will go and inform him immediately." The knight quickly bowed and went to inform him.

A moment later, a cardinal guarding the city gate came to confirm Lu Mingfei's identity and then personally led him toward the Papal Palace.

Lu Mingfei came here to remind Qian Renxue of the news that Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect had returned. He was also a Divine Examiner and even possessed demigod-level cultivation. The Spirit Hall must prepare in advance.

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