The first second of regaining control of his body, what was done?
The answer was to flee!
Aside from Tang Hao, everyone else was like they had springs attached. The moment the black mud was about to touch them, they sprang back in the direction they came from.
Tang Hao watched with wide eyes as the familiar appearance on that delicate, pale little face suddenly turned strange. Pure black ink-colored pupils exuded coldness and a hint of malevolence. The downturned corners of her lips, upon meeting his gaze, slowly curved into a slight smile.
That smile made his hair stand on end; it was unspeakably wicked.
This inexplicable sense of fear and trembling awakened the most profound and heart-wrenching memory in the depths of his memory palace.
"It's you!"
Tang Hao's pupils constricted. He recalled the day he least wanted to remember, the terrifying entity that had suddenly attacked him and Qian Xunji, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall.
"Buzz—"
Tendrils of red vines entwined seven black and gold vertical pupils. The single mask, like an extremely thin blade, had seven eyeballs rolling around.
"Be careful!"
"Ah—!"
A shrill scream erupted from a red-robed bishop who was too slow to dodge.
The red-robed bishop, touched by the black mud, was as if glued by superglue. The black mud seemed alive, countless tiny tentacles extending, climbing over his terrified, contorted face, slowly creeping over his cheekbones, and finally stopping by his trembling eyelashes, widening in the bishop's desperate and fearful pupils. They scrambled to burrow into his eye sockets, rapidly corroding his eyeballs!
"Ah ah ah—!"
The corrosive, burning pain spread from his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the red-robed bishop's eyes had become two bloody holes.
His eyeballs were gone, replaced by sticky flesh and capillaries that oozed gushing blood, coating his cheeks.
"What the hell is this?!"
An elder from the Spirit Hall's face changed drastically upon witnessing the tragic state of the Spirit Emperor-level red-robed bishop. He dared not slacken in the slightest. He activated his spirit energy shield and used spirit energy slashes to repel the encroaching black mud.
Witnessing the bishop's gruesome fate, Tang Hao also didn't dare to delay his evasion.
And there was also...
"Bang—!"
Tang Hao landed heavily. Together with Dugu Bo, they erected a spirit energy barrier, shielding the weakened Flander and the others, as well as the Shrek Seven Devils who had just been knocked unconscious, from the strange black mud.
"This black mud is a bit strange."
Chen Xin, carefully shielding Ning Fengzhi as he moved towards Tang Hao and the others, keenly sensed the strangeness of the black mud that surrounded them but did not attack them with the same intensity as the Spirit Hall members.
"They... they only seem to be attacking people from the Spirit Hall?!" Gu Rong also observed. Seeing that Bibi Dong and the others were all entangled by this black mud, he couldn't help but murmur. Then, he looked up at the girl in the void, surrounded by seven thin, dark gold masks.
As if sensing their gaze, the girl lowered her head. Her pale face, familiar yet strange, came into view. The Master, finally looking directly at his grand-disciple, had his pupils constrict, unable to believe this was the Tang Sui they knew.
"What are those... and those seven living things that look like masks with eyes... what exactly are they?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't find the right words to describe the seven dark gold masks. He could only say that those seven masks were alive.
"Seven masks... could this be the final form of Sui Sui's martial soul?" Flander spoke with difficulty, looking at the girl with completely unfamiliar eyes.
"While there's chaos, leave this place. This is also her last wish."
Under the gaze of Tang Hao and the others, "Tang Sui" spoke from above, her playful voice seeming to carry something else. But upon hearing this, the minds of the Master and the others went blank.
"What... what did you just say...?"
Tang Hao's hoarse voice trembled slightly.
The curve of "Tang Sui's" lips deepened. She no longer paid attention to these stunned individuals. Raising her hand, dark light surged from her palm. The seven masks that had originally surrounded her shot out like arrows, without order but with sharp precision, piercing towards the Spirit Hall members.
Another ball of dark light suddenly surged towards them. Before the spirit energy barrier formed by Dugu Bo and the others, it exploded, transforming into a black membrane that covered the outer layer.
In an instant, those enveloped within could no longer see the battle outside.
"Tang Sui's" slender white fingers slowly closed in the void. The sound of shattering echoed in their ears. The next moment, the black light membrane that had enveloped Dugu Bo and the others disappeared from its place.
"Bang—!"
An explosion sounded.
"Tang Sui," who had torn space with her bare hands to send Tang Hao and the others away, glanced sideways. Bibi Dong and the others, who had been on the defensive moments ago, had now formed a formation led by seven Titled Douluo, stabilizing their state and preparing to aim their attack at her.
"Everyone, obey my command, capture Tang Sui!"
Bibi Dong's immense spirit energy surged around her, pushing back the aggressive black mud by a few centimeters.
Tsk.
This body and current strength are still too weak.
The replenished energy was just a drop in the bucket, far from enough to compensate for the consumption.
Containment was temporary; resistance was a delusion. At the very least, they currently lacked the strength to contend with Titled Douluo. Su Dan Novel Network
"Tang Sui's" eyes narrowed. She made a decision in an instant.
Sensing "Tang Sui's" thoughts, the seven masks hummed. Their sharp offensive changed, becoming more ferocious and rapid than a mere scratch. They shot directly towards Bibi Dong and the others, exploding like fireworks upon contact with the outer barrier, kicking up a massive cloud of dust that obscured everyone's vision.
"Eighth Spirit Ability, Boundless Radiance!"
"Eighth Spirit Ability, Misty Blade!"
Moon Guan and another Titled Douluo from the Elder Hall simultaneously unleashed their eighth spirit abilities. Golden light and deep purple light erupted. The dust was blown away, but "Tang Sui" had already vanished from the void!
Bibi Dong's face turned as dark as iron, unable to sense even the slightest aura, as the opponent had escaped right under their noses.
After witnessing the terrifying destructive power and stealthy escape methods, only one thought remained in everyone's minds: Tang Sui must never be allowed to live again!
--- Aside ---
Didn't get stuck in the fight, humming. See you tomorrow~