One Blow After Another! Can the Grandmaster Only Use Martial Soul Possession From Now On?

At that moment.

Flender stared at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Xiaogang! Xiaogang, wake up, Xiaogang!"

Beside him.

The healing Soul Master Shrek had brought in held out both hands, which glowed with a vivid green Soul Power as he continually healed Yu Xiaogang's injuries.

The green light flickered for quite a while before Yu Xiaogang's livid complexion finally began to improve.

The healing Soul Master withdrew his Martial Soul and gave Flender an odd look.

Seeing this, Flender pressed him.

"How is he? How serious are Xiaogang's injuries? Is his Soul Power still stable?"

The healing Soul Master's mouth twitched, and his eyes darted away.

Flender frowned.

"At a time like this, what are you hemming and hawing for? Just say it!"

The healing Soul Master sighed, his voice dry.

"Dean Flender, the Grandmaster's life has been saved, but as for his Soul Power Level..."

"What about his level? Did the backlash make him drop one level?"

"Not one level."

"Two levels? That's all right. He can recover slowly."

"It's just a shame his Martial Soul degenerated!"

In the scene on the Heavenly Screen just now, everyone had only seen the Martial Soul degenerate.

They had been unable to sense the drop in Soul Power Level, though they could guess that the degeneration of his Martial Soul would surely cause his Soul Power to fall somewhat.

But Flender had never imagined what came next. The healing Soul Master sighed.

"The Grandmaster's Soul Power was originally at level twenty-nine. Now it's only level ten."

At those words, everyone from Shrek froze.

Zhao Wuji sucked in a breath of cold air and nearly pulled out his own beard.

"Ten... level ten?!"

"Martial Soul degeneration can make Soul Power drop that far?!"

Just then, Yu Xiaogang let out a faint grunt on the ground and slowly regained consciousness.

The moment he opened his eyes, he heard Zhao Wuji's deafening shout about level ten.

Yu Xiaogang froze, then sensed the Soul Power Level inside his body. When he realized it really had fallen to level ten, a mouthful of blood surged straight up his throat.

"Pfft!"

He sprayed blood all over Flender's face, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted again!

"Xiaogang! Xiaogang!"

Flender wiped the blood from his face, hopping with anxiety.

"Save him! Hurry up and keep treating him!"

At that, the healing Soul Master once again channeled his Soul Power, enveloping Yu Xiaogang's body in green light.

After quite a struggle, Yu Xiaogang's heartbeat finally steadied.

But the healing Soul Master's expression grew increasingly grim. Noticing something was wrong, Flender ventured a question.

"What... what is it now? Don't tell me his Soul Power has dropped below level ten?"

The healing Soul Master wore a pained expression, his voice low.

"His Soul Power hasn't fallen any further, but when I examined the Martial Soul Origin inside the Grandmaster just now, I found that his Martial Soul had degenerated badly."

"Luo Sanpao was a failed mutation before, but at least it had the rudiments of a Pig Luo Beast. It could run, jump, and even let out a fart."

"But now that Martial Soul has degenerated into a deformed little meat pig with withered limbs. Forget attacking, I'm afraid it can't even stand. From now on, all it can do is grunt!"

"And his Martial Soul can no longer be released externally. He has to use Martial Soul Possession to perform his Soul Skills!"

The moment he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's body gave a violent shudder on the ground.

He had just happened to regain a sliver of consciousness again and had heard every word loud and clear.

A deformed little meat pig?

It can't even stand?!

I have to use Martial Soul Possession?

Make me possess a little meat pig?

An utter humiliation!

This was throwing his, Yu Xiaogang's, lifelong reputation into the dirt and stomping on it eight hundred times!

"Ugh... pfft!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes bulged. He sprayed a mist of blood mixed with white foam from his mouth, his body went rigid, and he fainted again.

The people from Shrek looked at one another in dead silence.

The healing Soul Master stood there, at a loss whether to save him or not.

"Dean Flender, should I continue treating him?"

Flender's face darkened, and he hurriedly raised a hand to stop him.

"No need. Carry Xiaogang back to his room first!"

He understood now. If they kept treating Yu Xiaogang, Xiaogang would probably cough up blood and die today.

Meanwhile.

In the Sky Curtain Livestream Room, the feelings of the Soul Masters watching the Heavenly Screen could only be described as complicated.

On the Heavenly Screen, Qian Renxue was soaking quietly in the medicinal liquid inside the great cauldron.

The little girl's eyes were closed, her expression content, and a faint golden-red radiance shimmered around her.

Seeing the two side by side, the people of the continent found it absurd.

A child who looked about six years old was soaking in the cauldron as though she were in a hot spring.

Meanwhile, the other was a renowned Grandmaster of theory, the foremost in the world, and he had not lasted even a second.

The Soul Masters of the various factions could not make sense of it, no matter how hard they thought.

How could they know that this was Bai Yi's doing?

The Ginseng Fruit was an Innate Spiritual Root that had existed since the creation of heaven and earth. How vast and boundless was the essence of heaven and earth it contained?

Qian Renxue had remained unharmed because Bai Yi had protected her with the magic power of a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal as she absorbed it.

Without Bai Yi's protection, Qian Renxue would have met the same fate as Yu Xiaogang the moment she fell in.

Unfortunately, the natives of Douluo Continent did not understand the methods of Immortals and merely thought the opportunity bestowed by the Heavenly Screen was excessively demanding.

Just as the factions across the continent were filled with uncertainty, the Heavenly Screen shook violently once more!

"Buzz!"

A clear hum rang out across the sky.

The Heavenly Screen, which should have shown only Qian Renxue, tore open once again to reveal a brand-new scene!

Amid a flash of golden light.

Hu Liena, the Saintess of Spirit Hall, stood at the edge of the medicinal cauldron!

The sight left every Soul Master on the continent dumbfounded once again.

With the Grandmaster's example fresh before them, did someone else want to follow in his footsteps?

And someone from Spirit Hall, at that?

Inside the Pope's Palace.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan held his fingers in a delicate orchid gesture, his face full of worry.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Hu Liena is your disciple. If she fails to obtain this so-called fortune from the Heavenly Screen, this..."

Ghost Douluo Gui Mei was equally worried, his voice hoarse.

"Your Holiness, please reconsider and have Hu Liena come back."

"This fortune from the Heavenly Screen may be good, but the risk is too great!"

Seated high upon the papal throne, Bibi Dong snorted, her purple eyes glinting with wisdom.

"What do you know?"

"When the deity on the Heavenly Screen preached before, Soul Masters across the entire continent suffered backlash and injuries if they forced themselves to listen!"

"Only the people of my Spirit Hall remained unharmed. What does that tell you?"

Yue Guan paused.

"It means... it means the people of our Spirit Hall are extraordinarily gifted?"

Bibi Dong sneered.

"Fool! It's because of Qian Renxue. She became that deity's disciple, so the Heavenly Screen favors my Spirit Hall!"

"What is Yu Xiaogang? Nothing but a thief who stole Spirit Hall's books, a man with a crooked heart!"

"Hu Liena is a heavenly genius of my Spirit Hall. The deity of the Heavenly Screen will surely favor her, so how could she fail?!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, and understanding dawned on them.

That's right!

Qian Renxue was now the deity's disciple. Even when beating a dog, one had to consider its master.

No matter how demanding the fortune of the Heavenly Screen was, how could it fail to look after its own?

Just then, Hu Liena took a deep breath on the Heavenly Screen.

The graceful young woman sprang forward!

"Splash!"