Meeting Zhang San Again
More than an hour later, Dugu Yan finally opened her eyes.
Six Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and two black—pulsating slowly.
Her aura was several levels stronger than before, her Soul Power fluctuations were more profound and sharper, and her eyes shimmered with a purplish-black light, radiating a captivating power.
"Yan Yan, how are you?"
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern.
"Excellent, your Soul Power has reached level sixty-three." Dugu Yan said with a smile.
The 40,000-year- Man Faced Demon Spider's Soul Ring, combined with the accumulation over the past three months, directly boosted her Soul Power by three levels.
Dugu Yan continued, "Moreover, my Eight Spider Lances underwent a qualitative change after devouring this 40,000-year-old Man Faced Demon Spider. The Eight Spider Lances were originally only a few thousand years old, but after devouring this 40,000-year-old Man Faced Demon Spider, their age directly exceeded 20,000 years."
With a thought, Dugu Yan unleashed Eight Spider Lances from behind.
The eight Spider Spears changed color from their original deep purple to a crystalline blood red, as clear and translucent as rubies, shimmering with an eerie light.
The Spider Spear spears are now much sharper, with significantly improved toughness and hardness, and the venom is also much more potent.
"When I use the Eight Spider Lances, the boost to all my attributes is increased by 50%."
Dugu Yan continued, "The Eight Spider Lances originally only increased all attributes by 50%, but now it's increased to 75%. The speed boost has also increased from 100% to 150%."
Tang San nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.
Tang San was about to ask Dugu Yan about the specific effects of her sixth Soul Skill when he suddenly stopped.
His Blue Silver Perception had been operating continuously, and just now, he sensed four fluctuations of Soul Power.
The four waves of energy were rapidly approaching, moving at an extremely fast speed and heading in a clear direction; they were clearly aimed at them.
The four people's auras felt somewhat familiar.
Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.
He wiped the smile from his face and said urgently, "Someone's coming, everyone be careful."
The four girls simultaneously became alert, observing their surroundings and trying to catch any sounds.
Soon, four figures emerged from the mist.
Leading the way was Xie Yue, an old acquaintance, with Hu Liena and Zhang San behind him, and Yan at the very back.
Tang San's gaze first fell on Zhang San.
Two years had passed, and he hadn't grown much taller; he was still only about 1.7 meters tall, with an ordinary face that would never stand out in a crowd.
In the world of the Douluo Continent, where everyone is handsome, his appearance is quite ordinary.
But the light in his eyes was very somber and sharp.
Zhang San's Soul Power fluctuations are a level higher than they were two years ago, probably around level 54.
In two years, he went from level 45 to level 54, an increase of eight levels excluding the Soul Ring. This speed is quite respectable for his Innate Full Soul Power at the Soul Ancestor Soul King stages.
Hu Liena followed beside Zhang San, with short orange hair, delicate features, and a seductive figure. Her curves were even more alluring than two years ago, and her tight-fitting clothes accentuated her figure perfectly.
Although Tang San was accompanied by four beautiful women, he was still captivated by Hu Liena's alluring charm the moment he saw her.
She truly possesses an innate allure; every move she makes exudes a captivating charm.
Hu Liena's Soul Power fluctuation was around level 57, while Xie Yue and Yan were both level 58. All three of them had increased by six levels in two years.
At the Soul King stage, advancing three levels in a year is already a very fast pace, demonstrating that their two years of training in Death Canyon were not in vain.
Their clothes had several tears and were stained with dark red blood, clearly indicating that their training in Death Canyon had not been easy.
The four people stood in a row a dozen meters away, confronting Tang San.
The two sides locked eyes, each sensing intense hostility from the other, creating a tense atmosphere.
All four eyes fell on Tang San.
The hot-tempered Yan spoke first, his voice filled with two years of pent-up hatred and anger. "Tang San, long time no see. I never imagined you would dare to hide in Death Canyon."
"So it's you defeated wrestlers." Tang San's lips curled into a slight sneer. "Did the Spirit Hall throw you into Death Canyon? Tsk tsk tsk, still alive after two years? You've got some nerve."
Hu Liena stepped forward and said coldly, "Tang San, you can't escape today. Death Canyon is our Spirit Hall territory. You won't be able to leave here."
"Escape? When did I escape? With just a few defeated underlings like you?"
Tang San glanced at her, his gaze lingered on her for a moment, and then looked away.
Two years ago you were no match for us, and two years later you are even less so.
"As for you guys, you've been in Death Canyon for two years and haven't even broken through to the Soul Emperor yet. How pathetic. Is this Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall is capable of?"
Tang San continued his mockery, which was like rubbing salt into someone's wounds.
Yan's face flushed crimson, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his crimson hair blazing like flames, and his voice crackled with barely suppressed rage. "Tang San, don't be so smug! Today it's either you or me!"
Tang San's gaze fell on Yan, and he looked him up and down. "Two years have passed, and your flames are still so weak? How about trying my Blue Silver Grass again?"
Yan's body trembled violently, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
He recalled the scene two years ago in Spirit City where Tang San used Blue Silver Vines to hang him up and whip him, and his face still felt a faint pain.
That was the greatest humiliation of his life, more painful than any other injury.
"Tang San, you've gone too far!" Xie Yue said coldly.
Tang San turned his gaze to Xie Yue: "This is going too far! Who was it that lost two years ago and was still not convinced? Your Spirit Hall can't accept defeat, so you sent people to ambush us on the way. You still have the nerve to say that?"
The four men turned ashen-faced upon hearing this, momentarily at a loss for words.
"They can't even win a verbal battle, what a bunch of useless trash." Tang San pressed his advantage, continuing his mockery.
Every word he uttered was like a slap in the face to the four men.
Zhang San took a step forward, staring directly at Tang San, a fierce glint in his eyes. "Tang San, the hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable. Tang Hao killed my parents, and I will settle this score with you."
Tang San frowned.
The murderer of my father? Are you kidding me? If you want revenge, go find Tang Hao.
Tang San couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.
But the thought that Tang Hao was her blood father filled her with a sense of helplessness.
Tang San knew that this feud was probably irreconcilable. From now on, the two would likely be mortal enemies.
He took a deep breath, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Since the problem cannot be resolved, there is only one option: eliminate the potential threat.
It wasn't out of hatred, but to protect those behind him.
If we don't kill him today, he'll bring even more people to kill us tomorrow.
Tang San offered no explanation or argument; he coldly stated, "Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. Let's see who has the best skills."
Before he finished speaking, his Soul Rings lit up.
Six Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet: one yellow, two purple, and three black.
Tang San's aura suddenly surged, like an ancient Ferocious Beast awakening, and he crushed towards the four of them.
Dugu Yan's six Soul Rings lit up simultaneously: two yellow, two purple, and two black, echoing Tang San's Soul Rings.
Eight Spider Lances unfolded behind him, their blood-red Spider Spear gleaming with an eerie light.
Xiao Wu, Shui Bing'er, and Ye Lingling's Soul Rings lit up, each with two yellow, two purple, and one black ring.