Qian Renchuan came to the shining scarlet hundred thousand year soul ring. Soul beasts only explode soul rings and soul bones when they are hunted by humans. When Tang Chen was destroyed by the poison and Shura's divine power, Qian Renchuan helped him. He used his huge soul power to gather into three Yama Posts and shot them into Tang Chen's body.

Tang Tian and Tang Hu were extremely sad. Their great grandfather had passed away, and his 100,000-year soul ring and 100,000-year soul bone were taken by the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, most likely the next Pope. The two of them were currently unaware of the inheritance of God, so they felt that in the future when the Spirit Hall was led by Qian Renchuan, they would have to hide in the Spirit Hall, and the Haotian Sect might not be able to be rebuilt for a hundred years.

Qian Renchuan stared at the hundred thousand year soul ring, and after adjusting his physical condition to the best stage, he sat cross-legged, stretched out his left hand and showed the Killing Angel Martial Spirit, and with a thought, the hundred thousand year soul ring was put on Qian Renchuan's body.

The terrifying 100,000-year soul ring energy rushed directly into Qian Renchuan's body with an extremely domineering aura. If Qian Renchuan's body had not been tempered by thousands of times, it would have been destroyed in that instant.

Although Qianrenchuan Blue Silver Emperor's seventh soul ring obtained a 100,000-year soul ring by risking his life to absorb the God-given soul ring. However, the difficulty of absorbing the soul ring obtained by hunting soul beasts and the God-given soul ring is completely at two levels. During the absorption process of the God-given soul ring, no matter how old the God-given soul ring is, the soul power is mild. And the soul beasts that can reach the 100,000-year realm are basically not simple, and the soul ring energy exploded by the blood-red nine-headed bat king can be said to be extremely overbearing.

Not only that, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King was killed by Qian Xunji with the Angel's Light, and he hated Qian Xunji very much. Tang Chen, who merged with the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, was plotted against by Qian Renchuan and died. Before he died, Tang Chen learned that it was Qian Renchuan who poisoned the Slaughter City, causing him to destroy the entire Haotian Sect. After that, he misunderstood his great-grandson and learned that Qian Renchuan would wipe out all the blood of his Tang family sooner or later. The anger and hatred in his heart simply reached the point of destroying the world.

This hundred thousand year soul ring contained the common resentment of both the Blood Red Nine-headed Bat King and Tang Chen. Qian Renchuan only withstood the first wave of impact before he was shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices and his whole body trembled violently. His spiritual world continued to echo with the common roar of Tang Chen and the Blood Red Nine-headed Bat King, and murderous intent and resentment soared to the sky.

"Angel Light."

Just when Qian Renchuan felt that he was about to collapse, he heard the voice of his father Qian Xunji, and he immediately felt the pressure in his spiritual world ease. The previously extremely overbearing blood-red nine-headed bat king's soul ring energy was like fire meeting water, ice meeting charcoal, and was immediately suppressed and restrained. The violent aura melted like ice and snow in front of the majestic angel light. Tang Chen and the blood-red nine-headed bat king no longer rushed in his spiritual world, but stopped where they were, screaming in pain, and continued to melt.

Qian Renchuan, who was enveloped in the angel's light, was like a sun in the sea. His body, which was on the verge of collapse, gradually stabilized, the golden light flowed, and his breath gradually became even. The dark red energy that was constantly surging also gradually calmed down.

“Fortunately, Xiaoxue has the Angel God Armor, so the eighth soul ring can absorb the hundred thousand year soul ring.”

Qian Xunji stood beside Qian Renchuan with his hands behind his back, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Qian Renchuan had absorbed the 79-year spirit ring smoothly. Qian Renchuan had three -year spirit bones, one external spirit bone, and a level spirit power. He almost died after absorbing the -year spirit ring. How dare he think that Qian Renxue's seventh spirit ring would only be a -year spirit ring? This was no different from letting Qian Renxue die.

Thousands of meters away from Haotian Sect, in a small forest, Tang San, who was half killed by a slap from Tang Chen, gradually moved his body and regained consciousness. Seven soul rings, three purple and four black, lit up under his feet, summoning the Blue Silver King Martial Soul. The fourth, fifth, and sixth soul rings kept flashing, healing his injuries.

Tang San's face was a little scary at the moment. Tang Chen's slap was too powerful. A little more force would have killed Tang San. Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, completely turning blood red, his nose was bleeding, all his teeth flew out, and his mouth was bleeding.

The face of Tang San, which was most damaged, was no longer symmetrical. His facial bones were completely crooked, and there was a clear slap mark on his face. If Tang San's right face was a melon seed, then his left face was an awl, an irregular awl with a concave part on it. It was difficult to open his left face completely, and half of his face was ruined.

If you look at the right side of his face alone, he is handsome, but if you look at the left side alone, he looks weird. If you look at the whole face, he looks like a monster at night.

After several hours, Tang San finally got up. His teeth had grown back, and the blood color in his eyes had faded, but his deformed face could not be changed back. The healing ability of the Blue Silver King was not enough to heal the injuries to the bones, not to mention that Tang San's bones were not damaged, but Tang Chen had deformed them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

Tang San suddenly roared in pain, almost tangible resentment gushed out of his body, two lines of clear tears slid from his eyes, falling like pearls from a broken string, as if telling him of his pain.

It’s not that Tang San can’t cry. He cried several times before his rebirth. He cried when he learned from Tang Hao that the Blue Silver Emperor was sacrificed, cried when Xiao Wu was sacrificed, cried when the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python were sacrificed, and cried again when Poseidon was sacrificed. For Tang San, he would cry when his recognized relatives, mother, lover, brother, great-grandmother passed away.

And now the Haotian Sect was wiped out, his father Tang Hao and uncle Tang Xiao died in battle, and his great-grandfather Tang Chen slapped him out of the Haotian Sect. Tang San became completely alone and suffered an unjust injustice. Having suffered so much pain for a while, how could he not wail in pain in this deserted place and show his most vulnerable side.

“Spirit Hall!! Spirit Hall!! Spirit Hall!!! Rakshasa God!! Rakshasa God!!”

Tang San roared madly at the sky, calling out to Rakshasa God. He had no chance of inheriting the throne from Gods Rakshasa, Shura and Sea God. The only one left was Rakshasa God. Wasn’t the pain he endured and his hatred enough to attract Rakshasa God’s attention?
"Can your little pain be compared with mine? Long time no see, Tang San."

Tang San's body suddenly stiffened. A tall and hot woman with a cold face and extremely beautiful appearance appeared in front of him. He was very familiar with the woman's appearance.

"Bibi Dong."

(End of this chapter)