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Chapter 60 - Chapter 60: Tang San's Madness

"Buzz——"

"Bang!"

"Rip——"

The [Chastity Lock] sent Tang San's corpse flying, causing the inserted Eight Spider Lances to slice horizontally through it.

The corpse crashed Into the Titan Giant Ape's private part, hanging from the incision and swaying gently in the wind.

At first glance, it looked like someone swinging on a swing.

["God of Emotions": Great assist! Hahaha! I recorded it! With this, even if God King Tang San comes to beat me again, I'll still be able to laugh!]

Ah. This isn't something I should comment much on.

The gods tacitly ignored it.

["God of Speed": Although the way the corpse is hanging is satisfying, I still want to see Tang San's frustrated expression as he covets the Eight Spider Lances but can't have them.]

["Nine-colored Goddess": I want to see that too. Host, hurry and resurrect Tang San!]

[User "Nine-colored Goddess" sent gift: "Nine-colored Divine Consciousness" ×200]

["Phoenix God": Awesome! Hurry up and continue the fun!]

["Rakshasa God": Is this how they play in the Divine Realm? I have to admit it's quite satisfying. Killing him by sneak attack was too merciful for this guy.]

["God King of Destruction 001": Don't misunderstand, although the God Realm also has killing, the methods wouldn't be this insulting.]

["God King of Destruction 002": No soul rings or bones dropped this time. Seems like it's been exhausted.]

Looking at the lively discussion in the livestream, Diyi Hong struck while the iron was hot and activated the divine technique: Resurrection Light.

As the golden light pillar dissipated, Tang San was sitting upright at the top.

He looked around left and right.

His face instantly darkened.

How did he end up here again?

He couldn't help but look toward Meng Yiran. Could it be that he was…

"Don't look at me," Meng Yiran pointed to Xiao Wu. "She's the one who rushed up and blasted you there."

Tang San: "…"

He didn't blame Xiao Wu.

Instead, his face gradually contorted, his eyes emitting a terrifying red light!

"I lost?"

"I actually lost?"

"How could I possibly lose?"

Tang San wore a face of existential doubt, frantically pulling at his hair.

How could he have lost?

He was a disciple of the Tang Sect!

Cultivating since childhood, with innate full soul power!

Twin spirits, a body full of hidden weapons!

The age of his absorbed soul rings and bones all completely overwhelmed Meng Yiran!

How could he lose?!

"No, that's not right!"

Tang San suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Meng Yiran.

He growled in a low voice—

"You just received the Eight Spider Lances, how could you use them so skillfully?"

"And you even developed matching self-created soul techniques?"

"You didn't even use your third soul ring!"

"There must be something wrong here!"

He suddenly looked at Diyi Hong.

"It's you!"

"You must have done something behind the scenes to make me lose!"

"This was all a trap you set up!"

"I don't accept this!"

"I want another match!"

"I can make Violent Rain Flower Needles! I can make Buddha's Fury Lotus! I can instantly kill her with either!"

"This wasn't my true strength! It wasn't!!!"

Tang San was like a madman, shouting until his voice was hoarse.

He questioned everything, refusing to admit his defeat.

This wasn't just about the ownership of the Eight Spider Lances, it was about Tang San's pride!

Disciple of Tang Sect, Son of a Titled Douluo, Student of the Grandmaster!

Dual spirits, innate full soul power, plus self-produced soul rings and bones!

With so many opportunities bestowed upon him.

How could he lose?!

And how could he accept losing!!!

"Tang San, are you even a man?" Meng Yiran said in displeasure. "You lost in fair combat, tried to drag me down with you as you died, and now you want another fight? Have you no shame?"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Meng Yiran, murderous intent radiating from him!

It seemed like at any moment he would rush down and use all means to kill her!

But Meng Yiran stared back without the slightest fear, with the Eight Spider Lances on her back pointing at him.

"What, want to kill me?"

"I killed you once, I can kill you a second time!"

"Coward, come down here!"

Tang San's eyes were filled with madness, his gaze wandering over the Eight Spider Lances, the regret in his heart reaching its peak.

This should have been his!!!

Why did his crossbow shot go askew?

He had already spoken up, why didn't Diyi Hong give it to him?

How he hated it!!!

A soul bone with a one-in-a-million drop rate had slipped through his fingers?!

This was even more unbearable than being killed!!!

Meng Yiran was now depleted of soul power, while Tang San had been resurrected at full capacity.

He could easily kill her.

But Tang San's remaining rationality told him that Diyi Hong wouldn't allow him to kill Meng Yiran.

"Why?!" Tang San growled. "Diyi, why would you rather give the external soul bone to this woman than to me?!"

Well, well!

Now he's questioning people?

Diyi Hong couldn't help but snicker.

He mocked—

"What, I saved you incorrectly?"

"Had I known, I shouldn't have agreed to Xiao Wu's request for rescue, and just let you die under the Human-Faced Demon Spider's legs."

"Besides, this external soul bone is mine. Even if I threw it to dogs, it's not your place to question me, is it?"

Meng Yiran: "…"

What a comparison! I can't fight back, I'll endure it!

But Tang San couldn't endure it at all!

"Did I ask you to save me? I was about to kill that Human-Faced Demon Spider!"

Tang San shouted—

"It was already severely injured! I was about to kill it!"

"That soul ring, that external soul bone, should have been mine!"

"Why did you give it to someone else? On what grounds?!!!"

Diyi Hong clicked his tongue in wonder.

This child has gone mad, he's making things up now.

He glanced at Xiao Wu, What do you say?

"Brother!" Xiao Wu said helplessly. "At that time, you weren't in good shape either."

In the end, she didn't have the heart to expose Tang San in front of everyone.

She could only cast an apologetic look toward Diyi Hong.

Diyi Hong rolled his eyes and glanced at the livestream.

Sure enough, it was lively.

["God of Emotions": That's right! That's the expression! I was like this back then too! This is exactly how it should be! Hahaha——]

["Phoenix God": Tang San can't accept defeat, how did I never notice before?]

["Nine-colored Goddess": Because in the past he hoarded all the best opportunities for himself, only giving others what he couldn't digest.]

["God of Speed": This is Tang San's true nature, how ridiculous!]

["Rakshasa God": The impotent fury of a loser is most laughable.]

["God King of Destruction 002": To be overshadowed by such a character, how embarrassing!]

["God King of Destruction 001": That's you! I would never lose to such a character!]

Everyone's enjoying the show!

Let's add to the fun.

Diyi Hong glanced at the rampaging Tang San.

"First, get down from that pole. The scene is too inappropriate for minors."

Only then did Tang San realize where he had been blasted up there again.

With that, he completely lost control!

"You don't get to tell me where to stand! You—"

Diyi Hong pressed down with his left hand.

The Titan Giant Ape's left palm soul bone appeared, controlling gravity to press down on Tang San, causing the passionately ranting man to have an "intimate" encounter with what was beneath his feet.

That scene.

It made everyone present frown.

Causing strong physical discomfort.

Especially for Xiao Wu.

One was her adopted brother, one was her childhood playmate.

How could she face them after this?

Fortunately.

As the gravity increased, Tang San gradually slid down from the cylinder and finally fell off.

Under Diyi Hong's control, he was plastered in front of him—in a prostrate position.

"Are you clear-headed now?" Diyi Hong asked. "If you want to continue going crazy, I'll play along with you properly."

In the face of absolute power, any madness is futile.

No matter how unwilling Tang San was, what could he change?

He had already missed his chance at the Eight Spider Lances.

The madness gradually receded, rationality regaining the high ground.

What remained was more regret, helplessness, and unwillingness.

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