Dust to Dust, Earth to Earth

Tang San was terrified; his body trembled like a sieve.

Even though his Soul Power had disappeared and his perception was much weaker than before, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao could still easily sense it.

As far as Tang Xiao was concerned, Han Li had only said some incomprehensible things, yet Tang San was terrified as if he had seen a ghost, because he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Tang Hao's eyes widened. The Tang Sect, and those Hidden Weapon whose style was clearly similar to Xiao San's... This...

Tang Hao was well aware that Tang San was different from other children from a young age.

Whether it was his precocious personality that made him somewhat awkward, or his little tricks before his Martial Soul Awakening, how could they possibly be hidden from a Titled Douluo with whom he spent every day? However, he forcibly ignored all of this.

Or perhaps, at that point, he no longer cared; he was simply instinctively trying to survive.

It wasn't until his Martial Soul Awakening, and even after he had Twin Martial Souls, that Tang Hao changed his attitude and had new ideas.

At least, his body is still his son's, Tang Hao often comforted himself.

As Tang San demonstrated more and more of his abilities and became increasingly outstanding, Tang Hao deliberately forced himself to forget those things. Life always had to go on, and besides, it seemed that Tang San truly regarded him as a father.

But having already fallen to this point, and with Han Li making no attempt to conceal it, the veil and filter naturally crumbled, and the dead memories began to attack Tang Hao's brain.

"Actually, if you really think about it, he's probably only five or six years younger than you?"

Han Li's expression was quite nasty. He turned to look at Tang Hao and casually unsealed Tang San's mouth.

"Dad, it's not like that, let me explain..."

At this moment, Tang San was as flustered as a child, yet his eyes still shone with love as he looked at Tang Hao.

Yes, the kind of look a son gives to his father.

Tang Hao, who met his gaze, was struck dumb, and his body involuntarily shrank back. He only felt a chill, which was an instinctive reaction.

If he could speak, it would probably be something like, "Don't come any closer." (Bu Jingyun)

Tang Xiao was still somewhat bewildered and completely confused.

However, he no longer needed to understand; pure white had already covered the three of them, and their expressions were forever frozen in that moment.

Tang Hao's expression was particularly interesting, because at the last moment, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared in the corner of his eye.

Within the space covered by the ice tower, crimson flames burned fiercely, and two extreme forces annihilated everything within.

The next second, the ice crystals exploded, flames burned in the void, and the eight Soul Bone fell to the ground.

Tang Hao had four pieces, Tang Xiao had three pieces, a black Soul Ring floating in mid-air, and a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone whose aura was connected to it.

Blanching! There really is some!

The fact that it also revealed Soul Bone is somewhat outrageous.

He rubbed his face stiffly. Okay, no need to guess anymore. Even if the Blue Silver Emperor's essence has been lost, his existence doesn't seem to have changed much. After all, Ah Yin wasn't fully mature when she gave birth to him.

Upon noticing the commotion, several figures rushed towards the courtyard.

When Han Li made his move, he did not conceal his aura. Although his attack was brief, the energy intensity was not low for the sake of safety. Not to mention, he even annihilated the Spiritual Power that dissipated after a person died.

On the contrary, Tang San still had a trace of lingering resentment because of the existence of his Soul Ring and Soul Bone, but this did not matter. Han Li decided to wait until the Soul Ring dissipated and then destroy the Soul Bone as well.

Tang San was indeed dead, and his fortune had completely collapsed. This time, Han Li didn't even feel the gaze from the Divine Realm.

Were they completely abandoned? Yes, they were.

At this moment, he was quite relaxed, and incidentally, his Soul Power also broke through to level 80, which was a natural outcome.

The door was never closed.

Outside the door, Broad Hill and the others stared at the scattered Soul Bone and the lone black Soul Ring, speechless for Jiujiu.

So it really Wolf Thieves? After a long while, Han Li opened his eyes. His breathing quickly stabilized. This could be considered Double Happiness, right? He took the Soul Bone belonging to the two brothers, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, and also took out the Soul Bone that Tang Hao's arms had fallen off. Han Li handed them to his master outside the door.

"Master, Uncle-Master, please take a look and see if there's anything you need. Please pick one out yourself. I'll come over in a bit."

Han Li pointed to Tang San's Soul Ring and Soul Bone, showing no intention of letting the group enter the room. Instead, he urged them to leave, saying that they had been cautious for so long, a little more time wouldn't make a difference.

Broad Hill stared blankly at the Soul Bone in her arms, which was shimmering with multicolored light.

His Soul Bone was already full, and the last piece had already been replaced by Han Li last time. But having nearly two sets of Soul Bone in his hands was still quite impactful.

He glanced at the room again, shook his head, and left without saying anything. He knew his disciple's personality well, so he decided to put his mind at ease.

Han Li remained quietly in place.

Of course, he wasn't idle either. The Soul Bone on the ground had fallen into his hands. It was a rare Head Soul Bone, shimmering with black and purple light, but he still dismantled it piece by piece without any mercy.

Only after it turned into fragments of Soul Bone, and the power of the rules on it was almost completely worn away, was it thrown into the flames and burned to ashes.

The Soul Ring gradually faded, and even the last trace disappeared. In the final moment before it completely dissipated, only a wisp of invisible resentment rose up, which was mercilessly annihilated by him.

What a born Evil brat from the Spirit Hall!

Crushed to ashes, that's all there is to it.

Han Li stood up, sighed inwardly, took one last look at the room, and headed towards the other courtyards.

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, he returned to the mortal world, buried his enemies in the earth, and that can be considered as having achieved his goal, right?

When they returned to the central courtyard, the group sat around the table, chatting casually. They hadn't lost any Soul Bone; in fact, they had gained several more.

Shui Bing'er and the others also took out the three Soul Bone they obtained from the Soul Master Competition, along with the Soul Bone they obtained during the Soul Hunting process that they hadn't absorbed at the time.

"Is it all done?"

Broad Hill saw him coming over, she casually asked.

"Yes, it's solved. Not even ashes were left."

Han Li nodded honestly.

Broad Hill blinked, understanding his unspoken meaning: even the Soul Bone was destroyed along with it.

Over the years, the master and apprentice have often gotten together to discuss the aftermath of the war. Oh well, it doesn't matter anymore, ╮(╯_╰)╭, the person is dead.

"Are you holding a treasure-sharing ceremony?"

Seeing the sparkling, almost blindingly bright, tabletop, Han Li sat down and joked.

"There are too many, it's hard to choose. Besides, your senior uncle only needed one piece, and he didn't expect there to be so many."

Broad Hill sighed, noting that some of the Soul Bone on the table were of higher quality than those on his own, but he had no intention of harming himself.

"Just take Tang Hao's piece."

Han Li glanced at it and then picked up one of the Clear Sky Sect's inherited Soul Bone, the torso Soul Bone, and handed it to his senior uncle. Azure Luan had always only lacked a high-quality Torso Bone.

"Don't worry about Bing'er and the others. They still have a few Soul Ring to obtain, and they'll definitely get suitable ones."

Han Li casually remarked that this was the real reason why his senior uncle had been reluctant to choose a soul ring. As for acquiring it along with the Soul Ring, that was just an excuse; he had other plans for the future.

"Get Grandfather a complete set too, as for you..."

Han Li paused slightly, his gaze mainly fixed on Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Lingling.

"Let's wait until tomorrow. Come with me out of the city, condense the Soul Core first, and then quickly advance to the Soul Saint stage."

Han Li didn't explain much; it was already late, and it was better to leave some hope for tomorrow.

It was already rest time, so everyone quickly dispersed, and Han Li headed towards his room.

He won't cultivate tonight. Although it seems easy, he has expended a lot of mental energy today, and his Soul Power was even drained once. He needs to catch up on sleep.

Han Li slept until nine o'clock the next morning before waking up. He was fully recovered and slowly strolled towards the front hall.

There was laughter and conversation inside, and it sounded like there were quite a few people, but there was no trace of the master or senior master.

"Xiao Li, they've come to say goodbye."

At the corner, Han Li ran into Xiu'er, who had been waiting for him there.

"Um."

Han Li didn't say anything, but took her hand and walked towards the front hall.

An hour later, he smiled and saw everyone off out of the courtyard, watching them disappear into the crowd before returning to the front hall.

Led by the group from the Skywater Academy, Divine Wind and Blazing Fire also arrived. However, compared to before, they were more reserved, as the gap between them was quite frightening.

However, Ning Rongrong was also mixed in with this group of people.

Unlike the people from the Heaven Dou Empire, the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not leave in a hurry yesterday. Instead, they waited until today and even sent Ning Rongrong to say goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing. In the meantime, they mentioned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Martial Soul defect, which Han Li had mentioned during the preliminaries, and expressed their warm welcome.

When Ning Rongrong asked him curiously, Han Li simply smiled and nodded without giving her a direct answer. In short, both of them left an excuse to keep in touch.

But clearly, Han Li wasn't in the mood to talk about this with them at the moment.

Gang Zi slipped away. This guy didn't show up at all during the entire Soul Master Competition. He's been hiding in Yu Yuanzhen's attic the whole time, and he doesn't even seem to have any intention of coming out.

After what happened yesterday, he left Spirit City overnight with Yu Yuanzhen, seemingly planning to return to his sect. This made Han Li chuckle, as it saved him from a disaster.

However, now is not the time for him to make an appearance. Even if Han Li ignores him, Bibi Dong will still dig him out.

After gathering his thoughts, Han Li looked at the people around him.

"Alright, let's get out of the city first."