Asura Demonic Arm, Su He Bids Farewell

"No, sealing the meridians isn't a long-term solution. This arm is probably completely necrotic; we should just cut it off!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, a fierce determination welling up within him, ready to make a drastic decision. But at that moment, a figure clad in a blood-red robe suddenly appeared behind him, without Tang San noticing at all.

When the voice rang out, Tang San turned around abruptly and discovered that about ten meters behind him, a figure was leaning against a large tree, watching him.

The crimson robe, the strange power that had just surged within him, and his father's admonitions all combined to create a jumbled mess in Tang San's mind.

Who are you?!

Tang San gripped the Hidden Weapon in his hand, entering a state of high alert in the face of the figure. It was as if only in this way could he feel a tiny bit of safety when facing the figure under the blood-red robe.

"Don't worry, I have no hostility towards you."

The figure beneath the blood-red robe spoke calmly.

"If I had one..."

The figure paused, and then nine Soul Rings, black and red, slowly rose from beneath his feet, causing Tang San's astonished expression to freeze on his face.

In an instant, the power of Level 99 Limit Douluo was fully revealed, and its overwhelming pressure was exerted on Tang San, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. Furthermore, the terrifying and unreasonable Soul Ring Configuration left Tang San dumbfounded.

Do you think you're still alive to speak to me...?

"This junior meant no offense; I was blind to your greatness and beg your forgiveness, senior!"

Tang San was not an ignorant fool; on the contrary, he was very shrewd and knew exactly how to deal with different people.

The figure beneath the blood-red robe nodded, raised its head slightly, and finally revealed its true face beneath the robe: a metal mask radiating an eerie luster.

"I imagine you're wondering right now why you just heard your father's voice..."

"What did you do to my father?!"

Hearing that the figure in front of him might know something about his father, Tang San became excited again. Although his father, Tang Hao, had never been particularly concerned about his upbringing, blood is thicker than water, and Tang San, who had no parents in his previous life, had always cherished the existence of this father.

Faced with Tang San's rudeness, the figure in the blood-red robe simply waved his hand, and a force sent Tang San flying, crashing heavily into a nearby tree.

"With your ant-like strength, how dare you speak to me like that?"

The figure in the blood-red robe flicked his hand and, without waiting for Tang San's reply, continued speaking to himself.

"Your father was defeated and killed, but I preserved a sliver of his soul at the moment he vanished into nothingness, and allowed him to recover with your power."

"If you want to know the whole truth, win the championship of this All-Continent Elite Spirit Master Academy Tournament, and then come to the Slaughter City to find me."

"By the way, Asura God thinks highly of you, you'd better not disappoint him."

The figure glanced at Tang San's arm, which was completely necrotic from the poison, and his eyelids twitched beneath the cold mask. He then sighed, flicked his finger, and a burst of energy shot towards Tang San's left arm, severing the necrotic section. With another wave of his hand, he unleashed crimson energy, covering the area where Tang San's arm had been severed and reshaping it.

However, his arm had turned an eerie blood red, looking extremely terrifying.

The figure in the blood-red robe said nothing more and turned to leave, leaving Tang San, whose mind was still buzzing, standing there stunned. The news he had just heard had been so impactful that he hadn't even uttered a sound of pain from having his arm severed.

"Father... is dead..."

Tang San stared blankly at the night sky over the Star Dou Great Forest, then slowly bowed in the direction the figure in the blood-red robe had left. When he stood up again, his eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

It was a steadfast desire for revenge.

No matter who killed his father, Tang San would definitely skin them alive and make them wish they were dead!

"This reshaped arm possesses terrifying power, and I feel absolutely no discomfort with it... And who exactly are the Slaughter City and the Asura God?"

Tang San was unable to immediately grasp the crucial information he had gleaned from the figure, so he decided to return and consult his Teacher, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang. Perhaps the latter's profound knowledge could provide him with some necessary assistance.

Tang San looked at the corpse of the Man Faced Demon Spider beside him, and a bold idea suddenly came to him.

The Eight Spider Lances pierced deep into the body of the Man Faced Demon Spider from behind, absorbing all the nutrients from its corpse. Tang San discovered that his Soul Power had actually increased by one level.

Although he was already at the bottleneck of level 33 and could break through at any time, this method of absorbing nutrients to increase Soul Power was extremely tempting to him.

An enemy like Su He is far too terrifying. If all else fails, Tang San thought that going against his principles and taking some shortcuts might not be a bad idea.

Inside the Shrek Academy camp.

"Dean Flander, Vice Dean Zhao Wuji, then I shall take my leave."

Su He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two deans, indicating that he was not about to take his leave.

"Are you really not going to stay and lead these little monsters, Teacher Su?"

Flender tried to persuade him to stay, though he was actually a little reluctant to part with him. As a young powerhouse, Su He must have many secrets yet to be discovered. If these secrets could be used by the little monsters, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?

"No, it just so happens that I still have unfinished business in Heaven Dou City."

Su He chuckled softly and prepared to take her leave.

"Wait, Su He, don't go yet." At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's "full of energy" voice rang out again, causing Su He to turn around.

Su He was somewhat surprised. What kind of trouble was Yu Xiaogang up to now? Why was he causing trouble again at this time?

"My disciple Tang San hasn't returned yet, and only the three of you went out last night. Shouldn't Teacher Su give us an explanation for this?"

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The classic Nick Young meme popped into Su He's head.

"Grandmaster Yu, according to you, if Tang San takes a dump in this vast Star Dou Great Forest, am I supposed to bury him?"

"Hahaha!"

Su He sneered and retorted directly, which made Ma Hongjun, who was eating behind her, burst out laughing.

Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster's face turned ashen, and he clenched his fists.

Tang San was his lifeblood, no, his precious disciple who was even more important than his lifeblood. Now, the only person who might know Tang San's whereabouts was Su He!