At this moment, on the streets of Soto City.
The surrounding Night Market lights flickered, and the sound of people was still bustling.
However, the sudden roar from not far away caused Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier, who were walking on the street, to pause slightly, their expressions changing simultaneously.
"What's going on? Look, something seems to have happened over there?"
After glancing at the direction of the explosion, Xiao Ruier turned her head to look at Tang Chuan beside her, her eyes filled with confusion.
Hearing this, Tang Chuan shook his head slightly, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and he softly said, "This is all your masterpiece."
"My masterpiece?" Xiao Ruier was stunned, her brows furrowed even tighter, and with a touch of confusion in her voice, she asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Looking at the faint smoke from the explosion in the distance, a complex look flashed in Tang Chuan's eyes, and he whispered, "Do you remember the two people who approached us just now?"
"It looks like they must have gone over."
Xiao Ruier heard this and a hint of nervousness appeared on her face, saying,
"Then you mean... they've already gone to find your younger brother? But everyone from the Royal Fight Team is also there, won't they be in danger?"
Tang Chuan shook his head, his expression calm as he said,
"Probably not. That old fellow has been watching from the shadows; he won't let anyone from Shrek Academy get into trouble. If Shrek's people are fine, then the Royal Fight Team is even less likely to have any issues."
"However, just in case, let's go check it out."
"That old fellow?" Hearing this, Xiao Ruier was slightly startled, her face showing confusion.
"This... I'll explain it to you later when I have a chance."
Xiao Ruier nodded, and then, without hesitation, she followed behind Tang Chuan. Their figures flickered, and they sped towards the direction from which the explosion came.
The streetlights behind them cast a long trail of light.
More than ten minutes later.
Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier finally arrived at the location of the explosion.
The scene before them was shocking, with broken walls, collapsed houses, and broken trees scattered everywhere, leaving the entire street in a mess.
At this moment, the aftershock of the blast had not completely dissipated. Amidst the scattered rubble on the ground, many Mortals were severely injured, letting out mournful screams.
This scene made Tang Chuan frown slightly. He looked at the injured Mortals and slowly whispered,
"It's truly a case of 'when Immortals fight, Mortals suffer'."
"In the Douluo Continent, a world where the strong prey on the weak, Mortals are completely at the bottom, and almost no one cares about their lives or deaths."
"I wonder if, in the future, I can change the Cultivate system of this world, allowing everyone the opportunity to Cultivate. As the saying goes, it's better for everyone to be like a Dragon than for just one person to become a Dragon!"
Immediately, he slowly raised both hands.
The Soul Power within his body circulated rapidly. Blue Silver Grass, blue-gold in color, ascended from his palm, rushing towards the sky like a blue-gold pillar of light, finally condensing into a giant Emerald Swan.
The next second, the Emerald Swan flapped its wings, releasing soft yet life-filled emerald-colored light waves that slowly sprinkled onto the injured people around.
As the light waves fell, touching each injured Mortal, a turquoise glow immediately appeared on their wounds, and the torn injuries began to slowly recover under the healing light.
This was Tang Chuan's fourth spirit ring skill—the group healing ability, Emerald Light Wave!
As long as there was still a breath left, these light waves could save a person's life.
Gradually, the screams on the street slowly diminished.
The expressions of the injured gradually turned from pain to surprise and gratitude.
"Sir, thank you for saving us! Thank you!"
"Sir, you are the deity sent by Heaven to save us!"
"A living Immortal!"
"..."
After their injuries were healed, these Mortals' faces were filled with gratitude and awe. They knelt down in unison, clasped their hands together, and shouted in unison.
Seeing this, Tang Chuan lowered his head slightly, revealing a faint smile. Just as he was about to comfort them, he did not notice that while these Mortals were kowtowing and worshipping,
Invisible white light was quietly emerging from their bodies.
And slowly converging towards Tang Chuan's body.
These white lights were gentle and resilient, like power condensed from belief. Each ray carried the Mortals' heartfelt gratitude and trust.
They silently wrapped around Tang Chuan's body, converging into an unseen yet incredibly powerful energy—the Power Of Faith.
It was just that these Power Of Faith were too few, not enough to enhance his strength.
...
At the same time.
On a rooftop not far away stood a burly man with fiery red hair—he was the Red King, one of the ten Vicious Beasts.
Gazing at the emerald green light in the distance, the Red King's brow furrowed slightly, and he murmured to himself, "This seems to be... a spirit ring skill brought by an Emerald Swan?"
He then recalled Beiji's words from not long ago, and his heart trembled slightly.
"One of her clan members is missing... could it be that this guy hunted her?"
"Hmph, damn human! You didn't expect to run into me here, did you!"
Thinking of this, the Red King's expression suddenly changed, and a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, his figure flickered, and he shot out like a raging fire, rapidly pouncing towards the direction from which the emerald green light wave came, raising a gust of wind as he passed.
...
On the other side.
Arriving at the center of the explosion, Tang Chuan slowly squatted down, then extended a finger to lightly touch the puddle of purple blood on the ground.
Afterward, he raised his hand to his nose and sniffed, his brows furrowing slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It seems Tang Hao must be injured, and he's also poisoned. Although he is powerful, he already has internal injuries. If he was poisoned by Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor, I'm afraid..."
His words had not fully fallen when his mind suddenly tensed.
Tang Chuan clearly felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him.
And the wind carried a strong killing intent.
It was like a sharp blade piercing every nerve in his body.
Suddenly turning his head, Tang Chuan saw a Red King appear not far away. The latter's eyes glowed red, and he shot towards him like a bloody arrow.
In just the blink of an eye.
This Red King had already rushed to Tang Chuan's front. Immediately after, the former suddenly launched an attack, a 'Black Tiger Steals Heart' move, instantly piercing through his body.
"Ah!?"
Looking at this scene, Xiao Ruier's face instantly turned pale, her pupils constricted, and she subconsciously took a step back, almost forgetting to breathe.
But at this critical moment, this Red King suddenly discovered that the corpse he was holding seemed to be undergoing a strange change. In just one breath, Tang Chuan's corpse turned into a straw figure, then transformed into countless straw fragments that scattered with the wind, disappearing into the air.
All of this happened so quickly that it left the Red King stunned in place.
The next second, he looked up and found the real Tang Chuan standing not far away, gasping for breath and clutching his chest, his expression solemn and alert.
"A decoy? Interesting!"
"I just wonder if you'll be able to dodge my next attack!"
Seeing this, a cold sneer immediately appeared at the corner of the Red King's mouth.
Hearing this, Xiao Ruier's heart also tensed. She quickly concentrated her Soul Power, and her figure flickered, instantly appearing beside Tang Chuan, her golden dragon spear pointing directly at the Red King in front.
"Uncle, why are you attacking my friend?"
Clearly, she had recognized the Red King's true identity.