Douluo: Dual systems? I became a god through involution

At this moment, a sharp shout sounded.

"Xiao Chenyu!"

The first person to chase after him because of the flare was actually Wang Sheng, who was working in the same place as Xiao Chenyu.

Along with the shout came a grenade thrown over accurately.

The moment Xiao Chenyu heard Wang Sheng's voice, he immediately turned away.

After training together for many years, Xiao Chenyu could tell what he was going to do just from his tone.

When he shouted "Xiao Chenyu", the grenade had already been thrown out.

If he didn't hide, he wouldn't know if his seriously injured body could hold on.

A grenade filled with gunpowder could not kill Tang San, but it did stop him for a while, and the thick dust it stirred up also obstructed his vision.

Even though the whole process took less than one second, it was enough time for Wang Sheng to take advantage of that gap and quickly rescue Xiao Chenyu.

However, the two of them were not strong enough, and they were stopped by Tang San after only taking a few steps.

"Wang Sheng?"

Tang San didn't expect to meet someone he knew so soon.

And it was Wang Sheng, both of them were former students of Notting College.

If I guessed correctly, they were all subordinates of the Saint Emperor Chu Zhao. But why was it so coincidental that the two subordinates she recruited were both his classmates at Notting College, and they were not very talented.

But when he looked at Wang Sheng's soul power again, Tang San fell silent again.

When they first met at the age of 11, Wang Sheng's soul power was only level nine, without a soul ring. Sixteen years later, he was also a six-ring soul emperor, with soul power equal to Xiao Chenyu.

It's so unreasonable.

The more he thought about it, the more unreasonable it seemed. Tang San frowned and could no longer hold back and asked.

"The quality of both of your martial spirits is not high, and your innate spirit power should not be very high. How could you cultivate so fast? Are you fallen and fell into evil ways?"

In Tang San's long memory, only evil spirit masters could cultivate so fast. But he also remembered that in the history of the Spirit Hall, evil spirit masters were also called fallen ones.

"The Fallen?"

Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

What is the historical name for the Fallen? Ever since Chu Zhao got used to calling them evil soul masters, those soul masters who fell into the evil path were all called evil soul masters.

They have already concluded that the person in front of them is Tang San, but not the Tang San they know.

"Let's hold him back together."

Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng said at the same time, a tiger and a wolf pounced towards Tang San at the same time.

Be sure to keep Tang San here before the reinforcements arrive.

The Tang San in front of them posed a great threat, and they did not dare to let him escape. Once he was hidden in the crowd, he would be a great threat.

"You two are not even Soul Saints, and you dare to hold me back?"

Tang San did not take Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng's attacks seriously. Even though their attack power was far beyond that of the Soul Emperors of the same level, they were still trash in his eyes and could not hurt him at all.

I wanted to teach them a lesson, break their pride, and make them submit.

Tang San did not leave immediately. He accepted their provocation and started beating them unilaterally.

But Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng were really stubborn, like indestructible cockroaches. They could get up even after being knocked away, stabbed in the chest, or even poisoned.

Tang San was extremely frightened when he saw it.

He knew that he couldn't delay any longer. He still had many enemies in this world. After changing his body, he no longer had the omnipotent trump card he had before.

But it seems... too late.

A black sickle wrapped in red blood light flew from the sky and firmly planted on the ground between the three people, forming a special aura.

Tang San couldn't leave.

"This sickle? Bibi Dong? No, this is not the Rakshasa sickle."

The first time Tang San saw the sickle, he thought of Bibi Dong.

The nightmare before his youth.

"You don't even recognize the Death Scythe. It's just like what Xiao Chenyu said. You are Tang San, but you are not Tang San."

Before anyone arrives, the sound is heard first.

A young, pleasant, familiar yet unfamiliar voice came first.

Tang San himself had never heard this voice, but when this voice sounded, the muscle memory in his body almost made him blurt out the word "Chu Zhao".

"Chu Zhao?"

"Why did she come here in person?"

I thought I would meet a group of familiar people from the Spirit Hall, but unexpectedly, I met the least familiar Chu Zhao first.

Soon, a woman in a black skirt appeared beside Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng, holding the sickle in her hand.

Her other hand was glowing green, and large patches of emerald green leaves surrounded Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng, healing their injuries.

At the same time, she spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, King Tang took off all his disguise.

"Should I call you Tang San or Tang Shen Wang?"

"You are indeed extraordinary. You actually know who I am."

King Tang Shenwang no longer denied his identity. He took off the mask on his face, revealing a face with familiar features but an unfamiliar expression.

"I was just guessing, and you admitted it yourself."

In just three sentences, the green leaves disappeared, revealing two completely healthy people. At first glance, apart from the torn clothes and blood stains, it was almost impossible to tell that they had just been injured.

Seeing this amazing healing ability, Tang San knew that he could not escape, and sighed:

"Your healing power is very strong. It reminds me of an old friend."

The old person that King Tang Shen thought of was naturally the Goddess of Life. If the timeline was not wrong, he would have suspected that Chu Zhao was the reincarnation of the Goddess of Life.

"Don't mention the old friend for now. Why are you coming here instead of staying where you are?"

Chu Zhao has always believed that since she came to this world, there has been a new branch in the long river of destiny, creating a new world.

But the original world still exists, and the two worlds are in a parallel relationship.

"Maybe it's because I died in this world, and my soul was sucked in to fill the void."

This is what the God King Tang replied.

"You look like you really want me to leave here?"

"It's okay for me to leave, but you have to tell me who killed Xiao Wu and who is the real murderer."

The God King Tang only had Xiao Wu in his mind and didn't even ask about the cause of his biological father's death.

When he asked this question, Chu Zhao looked at him with a wronged look, which was not a good look.

"She was killed by your own hands, and you actually ask this."

Chu Zhao, the master of stabbing the heart, stabbed it without hesitation.

"It's not me. I would never kill Xiao Wu. I must have been controlled and used by someone. Tell me, who that person is."

The voice of the God King Tang was a few notes higher, showing that he was very excited.