Douluo Dalu 5: Rebirth Of Tang San

When he leaped back and landed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, the Behemoth contestant had already exhausted his bloodline power and collapsed.

There was no life-threatening danger, but having used Berserk Bloodlust and then having his leftover bloodline power absorbed by Tang San, it would take at least ten days, and probably closer to half a month, to recover. And even this speed of recovery was only possible because of the Behemoth's exceptionally tough body.

His internal energy circulated rapidly within him, suddenly boosting Tang San up to the ninth tier, causing Tang San's vitality to surge. Fortunately, the internal energy generated using the Mysterious Heaven Technique was inherently balanced and moderate, not revealing too much, but Tang San clearly felt his cultivation level rise significantly. The bloodline imprint he had just absorbed was incredibly potent, and it required ample time to fully assimilate. For now, he could only suppress and control it.

The mouthful of blood he had just spat out wasn't fake either. Although he had managed to break through the Claw Blade Storm using the Golden Roc Transformation and the Lion-Tiger Golden Force, timing it perfectly, the storm was still too ferocious and had injured some of his meridians.

At this moment, the entire arena was silent.

The recent scene had been too shocking for everyone. Amid the blood-red energy blades that covered the entire arena, a streak of golden light soared into the heavens, breaking through the net and hovering in the void. As the bloody lights dissipated, the golden light descended from heaven like a meteor, achieving victory.

It was still that seemingly light palm strike, once again defeating the enemy. And if there could be some suspicions of dumb luck in the previous matches, today, there was no such thing. Sure, it looked like he had avoided a direct collision and chosen to rely on smart tactics instead, but the result was clear—he had won.

The human… won?

At this moment, the spectators who knew Tang San's race were shocked. When did humans become capable of such powerful strength?

The Golden Mammoth, the Scorching Sunflower, and now today's Behemoth—each one of them belonged to a mighty Emperor clan, a power to be reckoned with even on the scale of the entire continent. Yet a human had defeated them!

Moreover, those who followed the group closely even realized that his next opponent wasn't anywhere as strong as the Behemoth. This meant that in this year's Ancestral Court Elite Tournament, a human was likely to enter the finals! This was simply unbelievable.

Tang San received such attention because his opponents were incredibly strong, each one considered a potential finalist. Yet, despite never being favored, he had fought his way forward, continuously defeating three absolute powerhouses.

After the referee announced his victory, Tang San adjusted the mask on his face and turned to leave the stage.

In the VIP seats, the nobles had already begun inquiring about his background.

Meanwhile, as Tang San stepped down from the stage, he found someone was already waiting for him.

It wasn't Big Cat or Mei Gongzi, but the ruler of Kali City—the Peacock Great Demon King.

Tang San didn't know why this person was allowed to come to the contestant area, but as the head of a first-tier clan and the lord of one of the eight major cities of the Empyrean Dominion, the Peacock Great Demon King was undoubtedly a top figure. After all, he had once even repelled an Emperor in Kali City, albeit at the cost of serious injury.

"Come with me," said the Peacock Great Demon King.

"Alright," Tang San replied calmly.

With a flash of silver light, the surrounding space seemed to suddenly fade away; the void shifted, gently gliding past them.

In the next moment, they had already appeared in another place. There was no sense of dissonance, as if they’d just naturally stepped in here.

It was a room—a very rustic, entirely wooden room. The floor was covered with a soft carpet; there was a desk and several cushions beside it. The windows were open, revealing a serene valley enveloped by a spiritual atmosphere. The crisp, fragrant air slowly flowed in from outside, giving this peaceful room an ethereal feeling.

The Peacock Great Demon King walked to one side of the desk and sat down, pointing to the cushion on the other side.

Tang San walked over to the cushion and sat down.

The Peacock Great Demon King skillfully picked up the clay pot on the desk, threw in some leaves, and then added water. With a gentle infusion of bloodline power, the water quickly boiled, releasing a faint fragrance that filled the room with a touch of spirituality.

He poured a cup for Tang San and then one for himself. Putting down the pot, he gestured to Tang San and said, "Try it."

"Thank you," Tang San responded, picking up the cup and taking a sip. Being an expert in poisons, he naturally wasn't worried about anything being in the tea. ṙΑŊ𝖔𝐛Ëṣ

The tea was fragrant, cool, and sweet as it entered his mouth. Despite its hot temperature, it fully bloomed, making Tang San feel a refreshing energy fill his entire body, even alleviating the injuries he had sustained earlier.

Exhaling slightly, feeling refreshed, Tang San sincerely said, "Good tea."

The Peacock Great Demon King smiled slightly and said, "This is something only the Ancestral Court has. If I remember correctly, you are called Asura, right?"

Tang San nodded slightly. "Yes."

The Peacock Great Demon King said, "I find it hard to see through you; you hide your secrets very well."

"Everyone has their own secrets. I have mine, and you have yours, don't you?"

The Peacock Great Demon King sighed lightly, nodded, and said, "Yes, everyone has their own secrets. Are you a member of Redemption?"

Tang San was slightly taken aback. "You know about the Redemption Society?"

The Peacock Great Demon King said calmly, "Of course I know. My wife and daughter are both part of the Redemption Society. How could I not know about it?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's pupils contracted momentarily but quickly returned to normal.

Now it was the Peacock Great Demon King's turn to be surprised. He had expected the young man in front of him to be more shocked.

"You know, even though you’re right in front of me, I find it even harder to see through you. Your body's bloodline aura tells me you're not even twenty, still in your growth period. But your composure is that of someone who has experienced a lifetime of trials. Can you tell me why that is?" the Peacock Great Demon King asked with a smile.

"That, I cannot explain. If you're surprised that I didn't react to you knowing Mei Gongzi is part of the Redemption Society, then… I am in fact surprised. But my way of seeing this is pretty simple. Since you brought her to participate in the Ancestral Court Elite Tournament, you trained her to her current level, and you’re even planning to pass the city lord position to her, I understand that you don't mind her secret identity. There is no reason for me to overreact."

"Very well." The Peacock Great Demon King showed a trace of admiration on his face. "You are the first of the younger generation to make me feel this way. You are right; I don't mind that she’s a member of the Redemption Society. In fact, I am pleased with it. After all, whether it’s from the perspective of the demons or the nymphs, humans are just too insignificant. They can't rely on their own race's abilities, can they? As for those who possess true abilities… Can they still be called humans? To call them mixed-blood humans, or even half-demons or half-nymphs, would be more accurate. They also carry the blood of the demon clan, so what's the difference?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but furrow his brow. Compared to the previous line, this one impacted him more.

The Peacock Great Demon King was right. The humans who had a Demonic God Transformation were no longer purely human; they carried the blood of a demon or nymph clan. Calling them half-demons or half-nymphs wasn't incorrect. They considered themselves human, but that was just from their perspective. Of course, there are also human vassals of demon or nymph clans who didn’t actually consider themselves human. These cases were rare, though. Their mothers were often killed by their fathers' clans, so how could they feel a sense of belonging?

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