Tang San's Soul Power Fell to Level 29? Original Tang Hao Wanted Nothing More Than to Kill Ye Lingling?!

"Pfft—hiss—"

Accompanied by a teeth-grating hiss of escaping air.

The sacred golden light that had originally enveloped Tang San now seemed like floodwaters that had found an outlet.

It gushed madly from every one of Tang San's eighty-four thousand pores!

That was no ordinary Soul Power. It was the purest source energy bestowed by the God-Given Soul Ring!

"No... my Soul Power... don't go..."

Even in his unconscious state, Tang San seemed to sense his strength slipping away and convulsed instinctively.

His hands clawed wildly through the air, trying to seize the fading golden light.

However, it was all futile.

In just a few breaths, the aura of Soul Power that had been forcibly raised to Level 50 by the God-Given Soul Ring plummeted!

Level 49... Level 45... Level 41...

It even fell past the threshold of Level 40 and continued dropping!

"Xiao San!!!"

Tang Hao's eyes nearly split apart. He lunged forward, pressing his rough hand against Tang San's back.

He poured his immense Soul Power into him as though it cost nothing, trying to plug the leaking breach.

But Tang Hao discovered in horror that Tang San's meridians had suffered widespread ruptures from being unable to endure such extreme fluctuations!

It was like a bucket riddled with holes; no matter how much water was poured in, it was merely a drop in the ocean!

"Damn!

Damn it!!"

Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot as he abruptly looked up, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.

In the stands, Qian Daoliu, Spirit Hall's Grand Worship, watched him coldly with a mocking curve at his lips.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship, made no effort to conceal the killing intent in his eyes.

Under ordinary circumstances, with Tang Hao's fiery temper, he would have already swung his Clear Sky Hammer at them.

But now, in his arms was his son, whose breath was weak and whose cultivation might even be completely crippled.

The once peerless Clear Sky Douluo finally lowered his proud head.

"Healing-type Soul Masters... are there any high-level healing-type Soul Masters here?!"

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and trembling, carrying a plea he had never shown before as it echoed through the deathly silent arena:

"I, Tang Hao, will owe them a favor!

Save my son!

Hurry and save him!!"

The entire venue fell silent.

Spirit Hall's healing Soul Masters naturally watched with cold indifference. Some even took pleasure in his misfortune.

The teachers from the other academies exchanged looks. At a time like this, no one dared provoke Spirit Hall by saving Tang Hao's son.

At that suffocatingly awkward moment, Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sighed softly and signaled toward the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team behind him.

"Lingling, go take a look."

Although Ye Lingling was unwilling, she gave Ning Fengzhi face and summoned her Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul, preparing to step forward.

However.

Just as Ye Lingling took a step forward, before she could release her Soul Skill.

The Heavenly Screen's cold, emotionless voice interrupted everyone's movements once more!

[Comparison Continues!]

[Fourth Soul Skill Display!]

[Original World: Blue Silver Prison (Group Control) VS Current World: Blue Silver God's Blessing (Single-Target Resurrection/Group Immortality)!]

The instant those words appeared, Ye Lingling, who had been about to save him, abruptly froze in place.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted sharply as he looked up at the Heavenly Screen.

[Current World · Clear Sky Sect · Rear Mountain]

In the image, Tang Shan, who had just absorbed the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, was stretching lazily with a contented expression.

The scarlet Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring beneath his feet pulsed slowly, radiating a heart-palpitating fluctuation of Life.

"Shan'er, what is this fourth Soul Skill?" Ah Yin asked curiously.

Tang Shan scratched his head and casually pointed at a little rabbit nearby that had been killed by the burst of Soul Power earlier.

The rabbit's body was stiff, clearly dead beyond doubt.

"It's nothing special, just a life-saving skill."

Tang Shan casually raised his hand and lightly tapped with a fingertip.

The red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring suddenly lit up!

"Fourth Soul Skill—Blue Silver God's Blessing!"

Buzz!

An incomparably verdant light instantly enveloped the dead rabbit.

The next moment, a sight that made everyone's scalps tingle unfolded!

The rabbit, which had clearly died and whose body had even become slightly misshapen, visibly returned to normal at an astonishing speed!

Its stopped heart began beating again, and its stiff limbs started kicking.

In the blink of an eye, the rabbit sprang back onto its feet, even more lively than it had been before death!

[Reviving the Dead!]

[A true divine resurrection skill!]

Tang Shan yawned and explained blandly:

"As long as someone still has a breath left, they can instantly revive at full health. Even if they are dead, as long as their soul has not scattered, they can be forcibly brought back. If cast on a group, all allies within the area gain the 'Immortal' state and become immune to death for three seconds."

"Eh, it's passable. I wanted an attack skill, but I ended up getting a healer skill instead. What bad luck."

[Two-World Comparison, Despair Spreads!]

Original World.

Tang Hao looked at the "resurrected" rabbit on the Heavenly Screen, then at Tang San in his arms, whose meridians were shattered, whose cultivation had regressed, and who was barely alive.

An utterly absurd feeling surged into his heart.

Tang San of the Original World had suffered a backlash from envy over Tang Shan's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and now lay on the ground like a dead dog, begging for treatment.

Yet Tang Shan of the Current World had obtained a fourth Soul Skill that could bring people "back from the dead"!

And he even thought the skill was "bad luck"!

"Pfft—!!!"

This time, it was not Tang San who vomited blood, but Tang Hao.

Tang Hao felt a sharp pain in his chest. Unable to suppress the surging blood any longer, he spat it directly across Tang San's pale face.

"What a sin... what a sin!!!"

Tang Hao threw back his head and wailed miserably.

Was this really a comparison?

It was clearly peeling the skin off the faces of father and son, throwing it onto the ground, trampling it over and over, then spitting on it in the end!

Ye Lingling had frozen in place when the Heavenly Screen appeared.

Now that the display had ended, she had just lifted her foot to go treat Tang San.

Tang Hao was frantic with anxiety, wishing he could curse at Ye Lingling and order her to get over here and treat Tang San immediately.

But the people from the major academies, major sects, the Two Great Empires, and Spirit Hall were all watching.

Tang Hao did not dare show it, and could only stare fixedly at Ye Lingling.

Ye Lingling was being watched by Tang Hao's bloodshot eyes, which looked as though they might devour someone at any moment.

She felt a chill run down her spine, coldness shooting straight to the crown of her head.

Though Tang Hao did not open his mouth to curse, his heaving chest and fists clenched tightly enough to crackle conveyed one message without question:

Hurry up!

If you take one more second, I'll kill you!

Ye Lingling did not dare delay any longer. Suppressing the fear in her heart, she raised her delicate hand.

The gorgeous begonia flower bloomed in her palm.

"Nine-Heart Begonia, go!"

At her crisp yet trembling command, pink-white petals drifted down from the sky.