Ye Xian Absorbs a Soul Ring, Yu Xiaogang's Vital Area Is Poisoned

Yu Xiaogang climbed up from the ground and instinctively grimaced as he reached for his injured vital area.

However, the numbing effect of the snake venom meant he did not feel much pain.

Instead, his face was now burning from the face-first fall he had just taken.

Visibility was poor in the dark, and Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes as he looked toward Tang San.

When he saw the Mandala Snake lying motionless on the ground and Tang San unharmed,

he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Only, Yu Xiaogang's expression was somewhat awkward now.

Although he did not know how the Mandala Snake had been killed,

his original plan to show off his strength had clearly fallen through.

Instead, he had made a complete fool of himself.

"Xiao San, this Mandala Snake's Soul Ring is highly suitable for you."

"This place isn't safe. You should absorb and fuse with its Soul Ring as soon as possible."

Tang San nodded at those words.

But when he turned around, he discovered that no Soul Ring had formed above the Mandala Snake's corpse.

This left him rather puzzled.

Could it be that a hundred-year Soul Beast needed more time to condense a Soul Ring?

Just then, Yu Xiaogang suddenly cried out from afar,

"Not good!"

"Xiao San, run!"

"Whoosh—!"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, the Mandala Snake's body, which had been stiff and motionless just moments ago, suddenly began to thrash violently.

For a moment, sand and stones flew across the ground.

The surrounding flowers, grass, and trees were instantly destroyed.

This is bad!

Tang San's heart jolted, and a deep look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The Mandala Snake had not been completely dead.

No wonder it had been unable to condense a Soul Ring.

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Tang San turned and ran without hesitation.

The Mandala Snake's scarlet eyes stared at Tang San, filled with hatred.

Using the last shred of strength in its body, it swung its tail heavily at him.

The massive tail arrived in an instant, lashing fiercely toward Tang San.

Only then did Tang San realize that his body had already been pushed beyond its limits.

Even after scrambling several times, he had not gotten very far.

Just then, Ye Xian drew his bow and nocked an arrow.

A purplish-red arrow condensed from Soul Power shot toward the snake's head in an instant.

"Whoosh—!"

The flying arrow was incredibly fast and closed in on the Mandala Snake in the blink of an eye.

"Splurt—!"

In an instant, the snake's head exploded, blood and milky-white brain matter spraying everywhere.

Yet Tang San was still filled with despair.

Due to inertia, the Mandala Snake's final attack did not vanish even after its death.

He could only watch helplessly as the snake's tail swept toward him.

"Bang—!"

The next second, Tang San was sent flying.

He traced a graceful arc through the air.

Only then did he crash heavily onto the ground.

"Pfft—!"

Tang San, having endured such a heavy blow, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough, cough, cough."

He coughed violently several times before struggling to prop up half his body.

He turned his gaze toward the Mandala Snake, which had not completely died until now.

At this moment, it lay on the ground without the slightest movement.

Pale yellow motes of light began to drift out from the Mandala Snake's corpse, gathering above its body.

Gradually, they formed a bright yellow ring of light.

"A hundred-year Yellow Soul Ring!"

Tang San stared at the Soul Ring with curiosity.

But the next second, the light in his eyes dimmed again.

Ye Xian had delivered the final blow to the Mandala Snake.

That meant he could not absorb this Yellow Soul Ring at all.

After working so hard for so long, only to end up doing work for someone else,

Tang San could not help but feel irritated.

But after calming down slightly, he thought it over.

That arrow Ye Xian had fired just now was probably meant to save him in that critical moment.

With that thought, Tang San suddenly felt a little better.

In that case, there was no real problem with letting Ye Xian absorb this Soul Ring.

After all, in a sense, Ye Xian had saved his life.

Ye Xian never imagined that Tang San had already come up with such a good excuse for him in his heart.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, standing nearby, was already dumbfounded.

Given the situation, it seemed that the Mandala Snake's Soul Ring could only be absorbed by Ye Xian.

Such a precious hundred-year Soul Ring—

perhaps Ye Xian would feel grateful to him for it and become his disciple?

With that thought, Yu Xiaogang put on an act and said,

"Ye Xian, since you killed this Mandala Snake,"

"you should absorb its Soul Ring."

Ye Xian nodded at those words.

"Alright, Great Master."

With that, he walked straight toward the Mandala Snake.

Tang San, meanwhile, limped back toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched at Ye Xian's words.

The kid had left without even saying thank you?

But thinking it over, he did not seem to have played any substantial role in hunting the Mandala Snake.

The only thing he might have done was lead them into the Soul Hunting Forest.

Otherwise, they would never have encountered it at all.

When Ye Xian reached the Mandala Snake's corpse, he could not help but laugh inwardly.

Yu Xiaogang really made it sound nice.

What did he mean, let me absorb it?

I killed the Mandala Snake. Could anyone else absorb it even if they wanted to?

When Tang San had passed by him just now, he had even nodded in thanks.

It seemed Tang San had no objections either.

Wasn't it only reasonable for him to absorb the Mandala Snake's Soul Ring?

With that thought, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began absorbing the Soul Ring.

Tang San did not go directly to Yu Xiaogang.

Instead, he stood behind Ye Xian at a short distance, watching him absorb the Soul Ring with envy.

He only hoped that Godfather would be able to find him a suitable Soul Beast afterward.

"Hiss—!"

Just then, Yu Xiaogang, who was sitting alone in the back, suddenly sucked in a cold breath.

He had only moved slightly just now, but the next second, a tearing pain shot through his entire body.

Especially in the incredibly vital area between his legs—the pain was unbearable, as though it were splitting apart.

Fine beads of sweat instantly appeared across Yu Xiaogang's forehead.

He had not felt much just now, so why did it suddenly hurt so badly?

Yu Xiaogang did not know that the Mandala Snake's numbing effect had prevented him from noticing it earlier.

Now that the numbness was fading, the snake venom had begun to spread.

Yu Xiaogang's face had already begun to darken, while fine beads of sweat continuously emerged on his forehead.

His lips trembled uncontrollably, having turned completely purple-black.

Even more terrifyingly, Yu Xiaogang felt his limbs becoming stiff.

Both of his thighs had somehow become completely swollen as well.

Their color had started turning black and purple.

He was poisoned!

The Mandala Snake's deadly venom!

"Gulp—!"

Yu Xiaogang swallowed with some difficulty.

He lightly touched the vital area that was radiating intense pain and immediately sucked in a cold breath.

Yet such a simple movement left him panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down his body.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly recalled that before he had passed out,

Luo Sanpao seemed to have been bitten by the Mandala Snake.

Could the place it had bitten be right between Luo Sanpao's legs?

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

What the hell was this?

Because Luo Sanpao was essentially one with him,

the poison in his Martial Soul was equivalent to poisoning him at the same time.

Yu Xiaogang circulated his Soul Power, and his face turned ashen as the light faded from his eyes.

It was over. This time, it really seemed to be over.