Douluo: I became Tang San's sister and my dual martial spirits became gods

The eerie and terrifying voice of the Netherworld Snake King seemed to be soaked in venom, hissing out from its throat. Every word carried a biting chill and endless resentment. The sound was like the roar of an evil spirit from the abyss of hell, making people shudder and shudder.

"Okay! I really underestimated you. I never thought you actually possessed such powerful means." The Netherworld Snake King said viciously, his cold eyes staring at Tang Nian in front of him, flashing with cruelty and unwillingness.

Tang Nian's voice sounded calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about the danger in front of him. "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since my skills are better than yours, you have to bear the consequences of failure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Nian stretched out his hand and gently pulled out an exquisite sword from his waist. The blade flashed coldly in the moonlight, like the scythe in the hands of the god of death, exuding a terrifying aura.

Tang Nian, holding the precious sword, approached the Netherworld Snake King slowly and steadily. As the distance got closer, the Netherworld Snake King, although a cold-blooded animal and always cold and ruthless, felt an indescribable fear rising from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

Its whole body began to tremble involuntarily, and even its scales stood up slightly, as if trying to resist the impending threat.

"You...what are you doing? Stop right now! Stay away from me!" The Netherworld Snake King shouted in horror, his voice full of despair and helplessness.

However, Tang Nian turned a deaf ear to its pleas, just smiled coldly and continued walking forward.

"Over the years, your hands have been stained with the blood of how many innocent lives? Have you never seen in your dreams the innocent souls who died tragically at your hands in the dead of night?" Tang Nian's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart of the Netherworld Snake King, leaving it nowhere to hide.

The Nether Snake King had a sneer of contempt on his face, his eyes flashing with disdain, and he said arrogantly, "Humph, how can you ignorant people know the hardships and tribulations I have experienced over the years? I have spent a long time and gone through countless hardships and obstacles to have my current status and power. Those losers are just weak in their own strength, and they can't blame others! What's my fault? The losers should bear any punishment and treatment given to them by the winners!"

Hearing this, Tang Nian's brows slightly furrowed. He stared at the Nether Snake King with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice, "All the achievements you have now were obtained through evil ways. You are not qualified to dominate the fate of others. If you did not have the ability to devour, then what would you be at this moment?"

Upon hearing this, the Netherworld Snake King laughed without taking it seriously, and responded arrogantly, "Hahahaha, so what? Since God has given me this ability to devour, it proves that it should belong to me. I use my ability to achieve success. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Hearing this, Tang Nian sneered, shook his head slowly, and said coldly, "According to your specious rhetoric, it is reasonable for me to kill you here today. Since this is the case, there is no need for me to show mercy to you anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Nian suddenly clenched the shining sword in his hand and stabbed it straight at the head of the Netherworld Snake King without hesitation. In an instant, a stream of blood gushed out and splashed everywhere, and Tang Nian's snow-white clothes were also stained with blood.

"I will not let you go..." The Netherworld Snake King had not yet finished speaking when its breath of life came to an abrupt end. But what was surprising was that its eyes were not closed, and its pair of vertical pupils were still glaring at Tang Nian fiercely, as if it would tear Tang Nian into pieces as long as it had a bit of strength left.

Unfortunately, the Netherworld Snake King no longer had any chance, and its body had completely lost its vitality. When the blood-colored 100,000-year soul ring and the right arm soul bone emitting a mysterious light slowly flew out from its head, Tang Nian, who had been tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, the Netherworld Snake King was truly dead, and Tang Nian's first step in accepting the test from God Yama was also half completed successfully.

Just as the Netherworld Snake King was dying, the insects and snakes that had been hiding in the dark and silent just now appeared one after another. They rushed to Tang Nian like a tide, and then knelt on the ground in unison, paying homage to Tang Nian.

This scene was enough to prove how unpopular the Netherworld Snake King was in daily life. After these insects and snakes sincerely thanked Tang Nian, they quickly dispersed and disappeared in all directions.

At this moment, Tang Nian was the only one left at the scene, standing opposite the cold corpse of the Netherworld Snake King.

Tang Nian did not hesitate at all, because her Higanbana martial soul was currently lacking a crucial sixth soul ring, and this soul ring and right arm soul bone born by the Netherworld Snake King were exactly what she lacked now.

Tang Nian sat cross-legged on the ground without hesitation. After quickly adjusting his state, he prepared to start absorbing the soul ring.

Just when he was fighting fiercely with the Netherworld Snake King, Tang Nian, who was in its belly, had exhausted all his strength and was extremely weak.

At this moment, if you want to recover your physical strength and improve your strength as soon as possible, the quickest and most effective way is undoubtedly to absorb the soul ring and soul bone of the Nether Snake King.

However, the process of absorbing the Nether Snake King's soul ring was much more difficult than Tang Nian had imagined.

When the soul ring slowly floated above Tang Nianyi's head, her originally calm face suddenly became distorted, and every muscle on her face twitched uncontrollably, as if she was enduring a great pain that was difficult to describe in words.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Tang Nian's smooth forehead like raindrops, soaking her clothes in an instant.

Sweat and blood mixed together.

Tang Nian's hands were clenched into fists. Due to excessive force, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and blood was oozing out of them. However, she did not feel any pain at all. It seemed that only in this way could she barely control the strong urge in her heart to break free and escape from this place.

At this time, Tang Nian's breathing was rapid and heavy. Every breath he inhaled and exhaled seemed like he was struggling against the cruel and ruthless fate, gasping for breath.

This was indeed the case. Tang Nian knew very well in her heart that if she failed to absorb the soul ring this time, what would await her would surely be the abyss of death from which there would be no escape.

She can't retreat now. Only by persisting can she have a chance of survival. Tang Nian wants to live.