Chapter 407: Master and Servant Meet, but They Are Enemies

Da, da, da.

Walking down the hillside step by step, as he got closer and closer to the Holy Soul Village, Tailong, who had left Tiandou City under an assumed name, became more and more excited.

He longed for revenge.

That's right, he wanted nothing else but revenge.

Tailong's mind was filled with the scenes he saw before he fell into a coma.

It was not the huge fist that shook the world, but the starry sky that instantly occupied his vision accompanied by a sharp pain in his chest and the back of his head.

To be honest, if it weren't for the pain in the back of his head while he was lying in bed recovering from his injuries, he wouldn't even know the real reason why he lost consciousness.

The grandson of the patriarch of the Power Clan, the new patriarch who will lead the family back to the world's number one sect in the future, was defeated without any chance to fight back?

It was simply the greatest humiliation of his life.

Is there anything more shameful in the world than this?

There really is, that is, discovering that you are not even an enemy. When he woke up from a sleep, the Power Clan that he had been thinking about was gone.

Theoretically, as long as the Power Clan mines peacefully for 500 years, they can regain their precious freedom.

The problem is that Tai Long can't guarantee that he can live to see that day.

Titled Douluo, but it is a realm that even Tai Tan, the grandfather nicknamed "Hercules", has not been able to reach.

"Gu! You!"

Chewing the name of the biggest enemy in his life, thinking of this, Tai Long wanted to punch Gu You in the face and tell him what it means to respect the Power Clan.

As for whether he can win.

Tai Long didn't think about it, or rather, his instinct refused to think about it.

The most urgent thing now is to maintain a happy mood and destroy the Holy Soul Village.

The masked man told him that Gu You was born in the Holy Soul Village, and because his grandfather still lived in the village, he would return to the village at least once a year.

I guess when he comes back and sees a pile of broken walls, the sound of wailing will be very beautiful.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Tai Long suddenly stopped.

The clouds in the sky blocked the moonlight. Standing in the shadows and staring at a huge stone tablet next to the village entrance, Tai Long muttered the words on the stone tablet.

"Holy, Soul?"

The huge "Holy Soul" made him unable to bear the excitement in his heart and laughed heartily from the bottom of his heart.

"It's just a weak Soul Saint who dares to use the name of "Holy Soul"?"

He took a deep breath, and a deep purple-red halo condensed on his fist. Then he punched out, and with a loud "bang", the stone tablet engraved with the village name turned into rubble of varying sizes and scattered everywhere in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck!"

"What? What? What?"

"What sound?!"

"Who is it? Are you sick in the middle of the night?"

"Woo~ Mom!"

The lights in the house gradually lit up, and all the villagers, whether men or women, old or young, were awakened by the loud noise and walked out of the house to check what happened in the village.

Uncle Zhang at the entrance of the village, who was once used by Tang San to confront Tang Hao, was one of them.

He was shirtless, rubbing his eyes with his right hand, holding Tang San's refurbished silver pitchfork in his left hand, and kicked the door open anxiously.

"Who is it?"

He roared with full energy, and his momentum was very much like when he lost a game of chess with other old men at the entrance of the village and refused to pay.

God, he is already in his seventies and eighties, and he can be called a long-lived person among ordinary people in Douluo Continent.

His sleep quality was not good to begin with, and he finally fell asleep after drinking a few sips of wine. As a result, a loud noise came from nowhere and blasted him off the bed.

If the person who made the sound didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would have to go in with the white pitchfork and out with the red pitchfork.

With a glance, he soon found the black shadow standing in front of the stone tablet.

Uncle Zhang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Hey, who are you?"

While asking the question, a sense of doubt lingered in his heart.

People tend to take things that they can see every day for granted. But once something that they are accustomed to suddenly disappears, it is difficult for people to react in the first time.

This is what happened to Grandpa Zhang. He always felt that something was missing when he sat at the entrance of the village from morning till night, but he just couldn't remember what it was.

Of course, Tai Long would not answer, but stood there and waited quietly. The atmosphere gradually became weird, and Grandpa Zhang did not dare to act rashly.

Not long after, other villagers of Shenghun Village who had come to their senses also rushed to the entrance of the village from near to far.

Grandpa Niu, the butcher who lived farthest from the entrance of the village, was staying at his friend's house because he was drinking with his friend today, so he quickly stood next to Grandpa Zhang.

He rarely went to the entrance of the village, and the doubts of others did not work for him. After a closer look, Grandpa Niu immediately found that the place where a stone tablet should have been erected was empty.

"Huh? Where is the stone tablet of our village?"

When he mentioned this, others also noticed that the stone tablet disappeared.

"Yes, where is the stone tablet?"

"Hey, who are you?"

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Tai Long lowered his head and sneered.

"It's good that you came. It's good that you came. You ordinary people who are not even soul masters, you came at the right time."

"It saves me from looking for you one by one."

The clouds passed by, and the moonlight fell on the earth again. Standing in the soft moonlight, Tailong slowly raised his head and showed the villagers of the Holy Soul Village his face that made children afraid to cry at night.

The short chestnut-red hair turned into a dark red crew cut as if blood had dried. His face was twisted and broken, and the skin on both sides of his cheeks looked like it had been torn by a beast. The old and new scars intertwined to form a bloody picture.

Every breath he took seemed to be just to prove that he was still alive. His eyes had lost their former spirit and pride, and what remained to dominate his body was the endless fire of hatred.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to show a cruel smile. However, due to the change in muscle position, the scars on his face also twisted into a ball, and unbearable pain broke out.

"Woo~"

The pain made his hatred for Gu You even more intense. He swore that after completely destroying the Holy Soul Village, his next target would be the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy and the Notting City Wuhun Hall.

One was the Junior Soul Master Academy where Gu You studied, and the other was the place he visited most often when he was in Notting City. The arrogant people who dared to destroy the Power Clan should also understand his current mood.

"If you want to hate, then hate that you are from the Holy Soul Village."

Leaving this sentence, Tai Long raised his arms high and roared: "Bloodthirsty Ape Demon, possess me!"

The strong body swelled again, his arms drooped below his knees, and the exposed skin turned into a dark gray like rock, which was much harder than the powerful gorilla at a glance.

In addition, the dark brown fur belonging to the powerful gorilla also turned into a dim reddish brown. The purple-red light flowed on the skin, and the four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, showed an incomparable and terrible sense of oppression.

"Four soul rings, soul, soul sect?"

All the villagers of the Holy Soul Village couldn't help but take a step back from the absolute strong man who could not be defeated.

The glory of the Soul Saint had long turned into yesterday's yellow flowers, and today's new sprouts have not arrived yet. Facing the terrible soul sect more than ten meters away, they are just fragile ants that can be crushed at will.

Noticing the fear on everyone's face, Tai Long suppressed the pain on his face and showed a smile called joy.

It's been too long, really too long. Ever since he was defeated by the most despised agile attack and auxiliary systems, he has never experienced the pleasure of using violence again.

Under the corruption of the "Book of the Fallen", the resolute face became ugly, and the powerful gorilla of the power clan also became evil and became a bloodthirsty ape demon that matched the identity of the fallen.

Although he paid a very tragic price, he also gained stronger violence.

However, in just one month, he jumped from the 37th level soul master to the 41st level soul master. He believed that in time, as long as he continued to persevere, he would be able to gain the power to defeat Gu You and complete revenge.

But that was the final revenge. Before that, he had to collect some interest from the people Gu You cared about.

The red light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and Tai Long exerted his strength with his legs and stepped heavily on the ground.

One of the common skills of the strong attack system soul master, the huge force cracked the ground, and the reaction force caused Tai Long's huge body to burst out, aiming directly at Uncle Zhang in the front.

"Die!"

The purple-red halo focused on the fist, and appeared in front of Grandpa Zhang in the blink of an eye. Tai Long swung a punch, aiming directly at Grandpa Zhang's forehead.

"?!"

A young ugly man has no martial ethics, and comes to deceive and sneak attack me, an old civilian who is nearly 80 years old?

Is this good? This is not good!

'My life is over. '

Just as Grandpa Zhang closed his eyes and waited for death, accompanied by a loud cry, a yellow-brown lightning suddenly appeared in the bushes next to him, and hit Tai Long at a speed faster than thunder.

"Crack!!!"

The yellow-brown lightning hit Tai Long's arm, and the point of the fist was instantly knocked off, not hitting Grandpa Zhang's forehead, but only brushing against his ear.

"Crack, crack, crack~~~!"

The yellow-brown lightning, whose true identity is unknown, raised its head proudly. Under the moonlight, the triangular cockscomb on its head was as gorgeous as a rose.

"Liming?!"

The villagers couldn't help but exclaimed when they found that the famous Liming suddenly appeared in the village and even stopped the attack of the Soul Sect.

Liming tilted his head slightly and made another cry: "Ka."

"Moo~"

After receiving the order, the old yellow ox that plowed the land of Uncle Zhang suddenly rushed out from the dark corner, lowered his head and lifted it up, directly pushing Uncle Zhang who was stunned on the spot onto his back.

Then he ran towards the village without looking back.

"???"

Uncle Zhang was carried away by the old yellow ox in confusion. Looking at the direction it left, other villagers also woke up.

"Run!"

Everyone scattered at once. The unintelligent ones just knew to run as far as possible, and the smart ones went straight to Old Jack's house, ready to ask the only soul master in the village to come out.

As for Tang San, he was recognized as an auxiliary soul master with no combat ability, which was not within their consideration.

After all, in their simple and simplistic worldview, the soul masters are all masters. Since they are all masters, how can they distinguish between superior and inferior?

"You, stupid beast!"

Seeing that all the villagers who were attracted ran away and he was stopped by a poultry, Tai Long, who was not very smart, became furious instantly.

He did not think about why the poultry could restrain its instinct and not run away, nor did he think about why the poultry could stop his attack. Tai Long's limited mind told him that he must kill this damn chicken immediately.

The goal changed, kill the chicken first, and then raze the Holy Soul Village.

"Roar!"

The roar of the bloodthirsty ape demon made Liming, who was always arrogant, nervous.

The human who was full of malice towards the village was very slow, so slow that he could not even compare with the slowest master on weekdays.

But his strength is very strong. Even though the collision just now lasted less than half a second, it left hidden injuries in its body that affected its movement.

The strong chest felt numb, and the wings that could blow the goose's head were in severe pain like breaking.

Normally, it should turn around and run now.

It is just a rooster. Even though its body is too big to be a rooster, no human would expect or ask it to provide protection.

Restraining the instinctive urge to escape, the humanized pupils flashed with firmness and determination. Liming lowered his body, extended his sharp beak forward, and spread his wings as a deterrent.

Responsibility is the word that the master often mentions. What should be done and what should not be done are the principles that the master has always adhered to.

The name given to it by the master is the beast that calls the dawn, and the master has also told it the meaning of this name.

Liming, who is ignorant of everything, meets the chattering Gu You. His innate wisdom comparable to that of humans allows him to successfully understand all the lofty remarks that Gu You accidentally said.

Its name is the beast that calls the dawn, and calling the dawn is its responsibility. The dawn itself is meaningless, and only humans can give a new meaning to the sun that rises every day.

If there is no human who can wake it up, its proud and loud cry will become meaningless from now on.

The night will eventually dissipate, and the dawn will surely come. Before the arrival of the master's powerful friends, it will protect other weak humans in the village.

"Crack --!!!"

"Rasengan!"

A high-concentration soul ball that rotates at high speed suddenly appears, and under Tailong's shocked gaze, it collides with his huge iron fist wrapped in a purple-red halo.

Boom!

The strong wind generated by the explosion knocked Tailong to the ground. He quickly struggled to get up and take a defensive posture, but found that the figure that suddenly appeared did not choose to chase, but bent down and picked up the damn rooster on the ground at the first time.

The beautiful rose-colored comb disappeared, one wing was completely turned into meat paste, and the two chicken claws were both comminuted fractures due to the huge impact.

Quickly judging Liming's injury, the injury was so severe that Tang San could not see any expression on his face.

The blue-green soul power covered with a layer of golden light was concentrated on the fingertips, and the index finger lightly touched it, and the rich vitality quickly flowed into the dying Liming's body.

"Huh?"

The warm current awakened Liming, who was almost unconscious, and kept making puzzled calls.

"You did a good job, Liming."

Seeing that Liming was fine, Tang San used the most gentle movements to place it in the blue silver grass that rose under his feet.

Looking at the nameless fallen who was afraid of him, Tang San said the most determined oath in the most gentle tone.

"Have a good rest, leave the rest to me."