Chapitre 229: Golden Iron Triangle’s Past (3)
Dugu Bo looked distracted a moment, he waved his right hand and the entire surrounding cavern immediately lit up with a dark green flames.
Under the illumination of the green fire, Tang San clearly saw that he was in a round thousand square meter cave. Dugu Bo was dressed the same as during the day, right now simply standing ten meters in front of him.
"Truly laughable. I would poison myself? This year I'm seventy eight, and I've always only poisoned others, and still never been poisoned by others."
Dugu Bo looked coldly at Tang San. Strangely, this time he didn't attack.
Tang San snorted disdainfully,
"Really? Then let me ask you, when the sky is overcast and raining, isn't there an ache over two of your ribs, moreover one that gradually grows stronger, flaring up around noon and midnight? In your current condition, it should persist for two hours or more each time. Also, late every night, approximately around midnight, on top of your head and your heart should have a pricking pain like a pincushion. Your whole body spasming for at least an hour. That kind of pain that makes you wish you were dead doesn't need my description. If you're not poisoned, then would you have symptoms like these? You're not just poisoned, the poisoned has even entered your bone marrow. But what baffles me is how you still haven't died. The poison within you isn't something that can be suppressed with spirit power."
"How-, how do you know?"
Dugu Bo no longer held back his shock, speaking subconsciously.
Tang San described it as if he'd seen it himself, and this could be said to be Dugu Bo's biggest secret. Even his closest granddaughter didn't know, so how couldn't he be startled when now hearing it from Tang San's mouth? Killing intent flared in his eyes, seeming to pierce Tang San.
A Title Douluo's strength really was too powerful, the murderous aura released from Dugu Bo was essentially the same as a strike at Tang San's chest. Tang San made a retching sound, spouting a mouthful of blood, retreating three steps before with difficulty standing firm. Blue Silver Grass abruptly appeared under the pressure of Dugu Bo's killing intent, even his external spirit bone Eight Spider Lances immediately unfolded from his back, releasing its terrifying energy to protect Tang San.
"That's the way to do it."
Dugu Bo had already calmed down, he believed that by relying on his already substantial murderous aura, hitting and killing a mere thirtieth ranked Spirit Master was easily done, he had killed people to silence them more times than he could remember. But he hadn't expected Tang San would actually be able to stand up to his attack. Even though he spit blood he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injury. This kind of physique clearly wasn't something a thirtieth level Spirit Master should possess.
"Let me see. This is the spirit that injured my granddaughter?"
Dugu Bo's figure flickered, already appearing in front of Tang San as he raised a hand to grab him.
Blue Silver Grass acted automatically. Tang San's first spirit ring abruptly flared, and the first spirit ability, Binding, activated.
Tenacious Blue Silver Grass frantically wound around Dugu Bo with all of Tang San's strength, in just a moment wrapping him up entirely.
But terrifyingly, those Blue Silver Grass that just now wound about Dugu Bo suddenly melted away like ice and snow.
Sure enough, they were melting, like snow in a fire, without even pausing. Even to the extent that they didn't even slow Dugu Bo's rising hand. The next moment, Dugu Bo's large hand had already grabbed Tang San's shoulder.
Dugu Bo's hand was firm, holding on to the shoulder like an iron hoop. The Eight Spider Lances on Tang San's back thrust out practically simultaneously, with sharp sounds of splitting the air piercing at Dugu Bo. Purple light broke out, toxin already activating.
"Yi——"
Dugu Bo was surprised. At his level of strength, without even meeting the attack, his aura alone was enough to sense that the Eight Spider Lances attack power was far beyond that of Blue Silver Grass. Green light spread from Dugu Bo in a flash, but his spirit still couldn't be seen. Eight Spider Lances thrust at the green light, but could only cause eight ripples in the dark green light and were unable to penetrate deeply.
"So it's like that. It was actually an external spirit bone. No wonder, no wonder Yan-yan wasn't your match."
Dugu Bo had a flash of insight, looking at Tang San's Eight Spider Lances his eyes had an avaricious light.
An ice cold spirit power transmitted from the big hand on Tang San's shoulder. Tang San suddenly felt his whole body going numb, unable to amass his spirit power.
That ice cold stream spread through his body in a moment, just like he had fallen into an ice cellar. Despite Tang San's astonishing gifts, his strength outstanding among his peers, as well as battle experience and cool head, these were all useless before the absolute gap in strength. Before Dugu Bo's spirit power, let alone resisting, right now he was even unable to move his little finger.
Dugu Bo clearly also didn't consider Tang San to be a threat, with a casual motion he threw him to the ground, somewhat disappointed saying:
"Unfortunately it's already fused. Otherwise this kid would have brought me a great gift."
Dugu Bo stared at Tang San with the green light burning in his eyes, as if he was looking at a rare treasure, the greedy light flickered in and out,
"I have to admit that you are much stronger than my granddaughter, and even stronger than that kid Yu Tian-Heng. Thirteen years old, more than thirtieth ranked spirit power, external spirit bone, strong poison. It's a pity, truly a pity."
Due to the immense gap in strength, Dugu Bo didn't bother with sealing Tang San's spirit power, and Tang San once again struggled to crawl up from the floor, coldly saying:
"I didn't expect I would actually die at the hands of an old freak using trash poison. It's a pity, truly a pity."
Dugu Bo's eyes emitted a viper-like ice cold light,
"Do you want me to kill you on the spot? As far as I'm concerned, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant. However, I won't be in a hurry to kill you. I'm a bit interested in a spirit bone from a Man Faced Demon Spider, I'll drain all the poison from your spirit bone, and then I'll kill you slowly."
Tang San's eyes displayed a strong unwillingness. He knew that he wouldn't have the slightest chance against this old freak even if he used his latest hidden weapons. Going up against an opponent like this was only possible if he could master the top three hidden weapons in Hidden Weapons Hundred Separation, otherwise the outcome would only be death.
He was unwilling to see Tang Sect's knowledge die without even mastering it, and even more without transferring Tang Sect poison to this world. He was unwilling because he hadn't even had the chance to cultivate his second spirit. He was even more reluctant to leave this brightly colorful world than that time at Tang Sect.
Since coming to this world he had at last come into contact with the outside, and gained far, far too many attachments.
Seeing the unwillingness in Tang San's eyes, the old freak couldn't help but laugh heartily,
"Not reconciled to it? I've seen this kind of expression in countless eyes. What I like the most is strangling this kind of reluctance. Perhaps in a few more decades you truly would be able to surpass me. However, now you won't have the chance. You say my poison is trash? But you're still going to die by my hand."
Tang San coolly said:
"This is my greatest regret. If I had time, even without using my spirit, I could still threaten you. A trash poisoner like you basically isn't equal to farts. Not only did your own skills put you in misery, but you'll still leave behind calamity for later generations. Trash among trash."
"What did you say?"
Dugu Bo suddenly became agitated, unexpectedly extending an arm in an instant, grabbing Tang San's neck and pulling him close.
This time Tang San didn't even resist at all, only looked coldly at Dugu Bo. Even though it was difficult to even breathe, he still forced out the words:
"You think you will have a good ending? Your symptoms will constantly worsen, even though I still don't know just how you've restrained this toxicity from flaring up, it's probably by eating some heavenly treasure material. But that heavenly treasure won't help you forever. Within a few years, even if you're not killed by poison, the torment of the poison backlash will still torture you to death. You'll die even more miserably than me."
In Dugu Bo's eyes flickered a gloomy uncertain light, what Tang San had described were precisely all his greatest pains right now. Behind the formidable strength he endured torment beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Each time that torment made him unable to choose between life and death, that kind of pain basically couldn't be described with words.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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