The Clear Sky Hammer in Ye Qiu's Hand

After undergoing Xie Xue Douluo's devilish training, Tang San's

tolerance for pain

had risen by an unknown amount.

"Haha. Ye Qiu, you really are persistent. This kind of attack is useless against me unless you can burn me to ashes in an instant!"

Tang San stood where he was.

His face was charred black, and his skin had long since been burned away.

His exposed flesh was stained with Black Flame, yet it seemed to pose no threat to him at all.

"Ye Qiu, I told you. You haven't improved in the slightest. Next, I'll make you give up!"

Before Tang San could finish speaking,

Ye Qiu noticed his abnormal regeneration speed.

Indeed.

Tang San at this point possessed terrifying vitality.

Crash!

The sound of surging waves rang across the arena.

The sound came from within Tang San's body—the sound of blood rushing through him.

Ye Qiu had already stopped using Amaterasu.

Only because

the sight before him left him somewhat shocked.

Those outside the arena, however, were utterly horrified, even breaking out in cold sweat.

"Is that Tang San... a monster?"

Tang San on the arena actually directly abandoned his burning flesh.

Blood gushed from his Martial Soul body, forming a blood-red cocoon that wrapped around his meridians, skeleton, and internal organs.

Then Blue Silver Grass continuously wound itself around the blood-red cocoon.

No one else saw it,

but Ye Qiu alone saw flesh growing over Tang San's skeleton at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..."

A grave look appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes.

But it quickly faded.

Only because the Eternal Mangekyo's powerful insight had discovered

that Tang San's recovery speed was growing slower and slower.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu phased his body.

He ran directly into the blood-red cocoon.

Without obstruction.

Everyone stared blankly at the