Chapter 196: Eating Soul Beasts Raw? Tang San's Ten-Year Soul Ring!
The next second, Grandmaster seemed to have grasped at the last straw. His voice, sharp and distorted with excitement and an indescribable humiliation, roared as he pointed at the maggots:
"There! Erlong! Quick! Catch those maggots! Quick!!"
Liu Erlong looked in the direction Grandmaster was pointing.
She saw the white maggots wriggling on the rotting flesh. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood Grandmaster's intention. Her face instantly lost its color, and her stomach churned.
But looking at Tang San, who was about to completely collapse, she gritted her teeth, a resolute glint in her eyes.
"Damn it, whatever, better to live than die!"
With a low shout, Liu Erlong released a little soul power and grabbed at the dozen or so fat white maggots in mid-air. They were enveloped by an invisible force and struggled to be pulled in front of Tang San.
"Little San! Quick! Kill them! Absorb their insignificant ten-year spirit rings! Quick!" Grandmaster's voice was choked with sobs and desperate madness.
Tang San had completely lost consciousness, his breathing barely perceptible, lacking even the strength to lift a finger, let alone kill the writhing ten-year spirit beast maggots.
"Erlong! We can't worry about that now! A spirit beast's spirit ring can only be absorbed by the killer; that's an ironclad rule! But Little San... he's about to die! Quick! Pry open Little San's mouth!"
Seeing Tang San remain motionless, the last trace of color drained from Grandmaster's face. He abruptly turned to Liu Erlong beside him and shouted urgently.
Liu Erlong trembled at this frantic command. Looking at Grandmaster's almost manic eyes, and then at the barely breathing Tang San, she instantly understood what Grandmaster intended to do.
He planned to forcibly shove the white ten-year spirit beasts into Tang San's mouth, killing them in the most primitive and illogical way, and then absorbing their spirit rings!
"Xiaogang! This…"
Even with her strong personality, Liu Erlong felt a strong sense of physical discomfort and hesitation.
"Hurry! It'll be too late if we wait any longer! Do you want to watch Little San die?!" Seeing Liu Erlong hesitate, Grandmaster roared and then pushed his wheelchair forward.
...
On the other side of Sunset Forest.
The dark green poison barrier was like an insurmountable chasm, completely isolating the chaos and noise of the outside world.
Outside the poison array, the soul beasts driven by panic were like waves crashing against rocks. The moment they touched the poison barrier, they let out a shrill scream, their bodies rapidly corroded and dissolved, turning into pus and blood.
This scene terrified the soul beasts behind, who only dared to roar and wander anxiously around the perimeter of the poison array, not daring to cross the line.
Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind back at the edge of the poison array, looking at the scene before him. He stroked his beard smugly and smiled at Tang Chuan beside him,
"See? Kid, I told you, with my poison array here, let alone these mindless beasts, even a Title Douluo would have to think twice before trying to break in! These two little ones absorbing their spirit rings will be absolutely safe, without the slightest disturbance."
His gaze first swept over the chaotic scene outside the poison array, then landed on the Shi brothers inside, who were peacefully absorbing their spirit rings. Tang Chuan finally nodded in approval.
Dugu Bo's poison skills were indeed unparalleled, and the defensive power of this poison array was beyond doubt.
However, Tang Chuan's brows did not relax; instead, they furrowed even more.
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze sharp as a hawk piercing through the dense forest, looking towards the direction where the spirit beasts had previously rampaged. The unease of their cries could still be faintly heard from there.
"Old Poison, you stay here to guard against any unforeseen circumstances. I'll go check over there." After a moment's thought, Tang Chuan looked at Dugu Bo, his tone grave.
Dugu Bo's relaxed expression faded slightly, and he said in a deep voice,
"You suspect there's something wrong with the riot of the soul beasts just now?"
Tang Chuan nodded slightly, his eyes becoming more profound, and said seriously,
"Such a large-scale, multi-species panic and riot involving soul beasts simultaneously doesn't seem like a natural disaster, nor does it seem like something that could be caused by ordinary soul beast fighting."
"I have a feeling this is very likely man-made."
Hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in Dugu Bo's emerald eyes. He knew Tang Chuan's caution and strength, so he didn't ask further, but solemnly reminded him,
"Be careful. The Sunset Forest is full of hidden dangers. If you encounter a powerful enemy or any other unforeseen events, immediately release a signal flare, and I will rush over immediately."
"Understood," Tang Chuan replied calmly.
As his voice fell, a dazzling blue-gold light erupted from his right foot. Then, as if defying gravity, he floated lightly into the air; this was the flight skill granted by his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone!
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Chuan transformed into a swift blue-gold streak of light, shooting towards the source of the commotion deep within the forest like a shooting star tearing through the twilight.
...
On the other side.
In the air thick with the stench of blood and a faint, almost imperceptible stench of decay, Tang San let out a weak groan. His eyelids fluttered a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.
His vision was initially blurry, then gradually cleared.
He then saw Grandmaster and Liu Erlong pacing anxiously in the distance.
The next second, his throat felt dry and itchy, and he couldn't help but cough softly.
Hearing the voice, Grandmaster and Liu Erlong turned around abruptly, their faces filled with worry, tension, and even a hint of fear. They immediately surrounded Tang San.
"Little San! You're awake! That's great, you're finally awake!" Grandmaster's voice was filled with undisguised joy, but beneath this joy lay a deeper unease.
At this moment, he was carefully observing Tang San's expression.
"Teacher, I... I think I successfully absorbed the first spirit ring of my Clear Sky Hammer?"
Tang San felt his body was still weak and powerless, as if it had been hollowed out, but the excruciating pain that threatened to burst his body had disappeared. He shook his still somewhat dizzy head and said somewhat bewilderedly.
Upon hearing this, Grandmaster and Liu Erlong froze simultaneously. They quickly exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming extremely unnatural. Their lips moved, but neither of them spoke.
Tang San keenly sensed the eerie atmosphere and the two men's grim expressions. His brows furrowed immediately, a sense of foreboding rising within him. He asked in confusion,
"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Could it be that my Clear Sky Hammer..."
He abruptly stopped mid-sentence, as if only now fully waking up, instantly recalling the near-death experience before his unconsciousness and the chaotic memories of forcibly changing his spirit rings.
The next second, Tang San's face paled instantly, his pupils contracted slightly, and then, without hesitation, he opened his left palm!
A surge of dark light erupted, and the Clear Sky Hammer, carrying a heavy aura, slowly emerged.
However, when Tang San's gaze fell upon his Clear Sky Hammer, he was struck dumb, his body instantly stiffening!
The hammer, which should have been jet black and heavy, now... was actually coiled with a pale, dim, almost transparent white spirit ring!
The light on this white spirit ring was pitifully weak; it was more like a blurry white halo than a spirit ring.
It even faintly contained a few traces of unstable, nauseating, and decaying grayness.
What made his scalp tingle and almost vomit was that on the surface of the Clear Sky Hammer, there were occasional flashes of pale white light, like wriggling maggots.
These lights, like living creatures, meandered and flowed across the pitch-black hammer surface, making the entire Clear Sky Hammer look incredibly eerie, malevolent, and even… somewhat filthy!
"What…what is this?!"
"My spirit ring…my Clear Sky Hammer…how could it have become like this?!!!!"
Looking at the scene before him, Tang San's face turned deathly pale, and he gasped for breath, exclaiming in shock.
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