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The strong light slowly dissipated, and everyone's vision gradually returned to normal.
At this moment, the sky was clear, the clouds disappeared, and the thunder dissipated. Everything in the sky had returned to normal.
Be it the calamity clouds or the illusory axe, everything completely disappeared.
"Your Holiness, now you believe that no rare treasures have appeared here, right?"
Leng Yaozhu glanced at the sky before smiling at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong didn't say anything, but just looked at the direction of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire with a serious gaze.
She is not without insight.
At this moment, she finally understood that this heavenly tribulation was indeed caused by someone practicing.
Although she knew the reason in her heart, her face became even uglier.
The person who could cause such a terrifying natural disaster must be another unknown powerful person hidden in the Butian Pavilion.
"Butian Pavilion is indeed very well hidden."
Bibi Dong said with a forced smile.
"Your Holiness is too kind."
Leng Yaozhu didn't care about Bibi Dong's sarcastic remarks at all, instead she smiled very politely.
"Let's go!"
Bibi Dong snorted, then turned around and disappeared into the air with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ling Yuan Douluo, both of whom had swollen cheeks.
Qingluan Douluo also hesitated for a moment, then left with Qian Renxue.
Several other Titled Douluo from different forces who were watching also left after seeing the people from the Spirit Hall leave.
"Master Ning, do you have any further instructions?"
Leng Yaolai looked at the only two people left on the field.
"Nothing, nothing."
Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a moment before speaking to Leng Yaozhu.
"Senior, please give my regards to Young Master Ye."
"Please rest assured, Sect Master Ning, I will convey your message."
Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly at Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything more after hearing this. He bowed slightly to the three Titled Douluo of Butian Pavilion and left with Sword Douluo.
When only three Titled Douluo from the Butian Pavilion were left on the scene, Ye Ling's voice rang in their ears.
"I still need to refine some pills here, so you can go about your duties."
The three of them looked at each other, then bowed slightly in the direction of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire and returned to their respective posts.
Not to mention that the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire have returned to peace.
But the blue energy body that smuggled through time and space rushed all the way to Tiandou City.
In Tiandou City, somewhere within the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy is a plant mimicry training ground.
Tang San was sitting cross-legged at this moment, using the simulated environment here to practice his Xuantian Gong.
He didn't notice, or rather, no one noticed.
A ball of dim light blue energy quietly came to the top of his head, and without any hesitation, it went straight into his eyebrows.
"Hmm!"
Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, a look of pain flashing across his face.
At this moment, he felt as if his brain was about to be dissected open, as if many memories that did not belong to him were forced into his brain.
Even his soul seemed to be forcibly invaded by something.
"My head! My head!"
The intense pain made him hold his head and cry out.
But this simulated training ground was specially arranged for him by Yu Xiaogang.
In order to ensure that Tang San could maintain absolute concentration during training, Yu Xiaogang even did not allow other students in the academy to use this simulated training field.
Severe mental pain is far more torturous than physical pain.
Even someone like Tang San, who has lived two lives, cannot endure this kind of pain.
After struggling violently for a while, the fuse mechanism was finally triggered and he fainted on the spot.
"Who are you? Where is this place?"
In his spiritual sea of consciousness, Tang San looked at the figure not far in front of him and shouted sternly.
The figure looked very slender, holding a golden trident. His entire body was shining with a blue-gold light, concealing his appearance.
"I, I am you, Tang San."
The blue-gold light on the figure faded, revealing a handsome yet majestic face.
It cannot be said that this face is somewhat similar to Tang San, it can only be said that these are completely two different faces.
"Who on earth are you?"
Tang San thought the figure was just farting.
Damn, he didn't even do his research beforehand.
Does Tang San look like this? Is Tang San really that handsome?
Isn't this bullshit?
"I really am you, but I am you in the future."
"In the future, you will be the God King of the God Realm, the heir to the Sea God throne and the Shura God throne, and the God King Tang San who will influence the Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years!"
Tang San looked alert and just sneered.
Tang San is an extremely cautious person. He is wary even of his lover, relatives, and teachers.
What's more, it's a stranger who appears inexplicably in your consciousness.
"Ah, I really don't trust anyone easily."
The figure sighed slowly, after all, he knew himself best.
"It seems that it will take some effort."
Immediately, this figure turned into a blue light and suddenly wrapped around Tang San.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Tang San was terrified and tried to get rid of the blue-gold light on his body, but he couldn't break free no matter what.
The two figures intertwined with each other madly, and then slowly merged with the passage of time.
"Master, is Xiao San okay?"
Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, who was still frowning in a coma, and a look of worry appeared on her face.
"I don't know either."
Yu Xiaogang, with swollen cheeks, shook his head, looking extremely funny.
It was obvious that Qian Renxue had done some dirty work when she slapped him in the face last time, which was why the swelling on Yu Xiaogang's cheek hadn't subsided for a long time.
"I've asked the healing spirit master in the academy to take a look."
"But no matter how we checked, we couldn't find anything wrong with Xiao San."
Yu Xiaogang's face showed a look of confusion mixed with worry.
Tang San is the tool he will use to prove his talent to the entire soul master world in the future, so he cannot be in any danger.
However, things related to the spiritual level are beyond Yu Xiaogang's knowledge.
After all, he is a level 29 soul master, how can he know something about mental power?
"What should we do then?"
Xiao Wu's expression became even more anxious when she heard this.
"Are we just going to watch Xiao San pass out like this?"
Yu Xiaogang, the incompetent teacher, remained silent.
"If all else fails, have Rongrong go and invite her father, Sect Master Ning!"
Looking at his disciple who was still in pain in a coma, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth.
"Sect Master Ning is the continent's number one auxiliary spirit master, and he's also very knowledgeable."
"I believe that as long as he is willing to help, he will be able to solve the problem of Xiao San!"
This is indeed a good idea, but Xiao Wu's expression changed after hearing it.
Whenever Ning Fengzhi goes out, he is always accompanied by a Titled Douluo.
Xiao Wu herself wasn't sure if she could hide her identity from the eyes of the two Titled Douluo, Sword and Bone.