The next second, he was plunged into the Abyssal Illusion.
Inside the Abyssal Illusion, Tang San saw an exact copy of himself and immediately attacked.
After all, every second he spent in there put his real self outside in greater danger!
But what he hadn't expected was that his opponent could use all of his Soul Skills—even the Tang Sect's martial arts!
Before long, he was gradually being forced into a bitter struggle.
Meanwhile, Yang Ziyuan had already grown impatient waiting outside.
"Could Tang San have died in the Abyssal Illusion?"
Seeing Tang San standing there in a daze, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help muttering to himself.
Breaking his Abyssal Demon Prison was simple.
The first way was for the trapped person to have greater Spiritual Power than he did. Then they could easily break out of the Abyssal Illusion without having to fight their own mirror image!
The second way was the most direct—defeat their own mirror image!
The third way was for him to release the Abyssal Demon Prison himself!
But with his Spiritual Power now rivaling that of a Super Douluo, there was no way Tang San could break out of the Abyssal Demon Prison using the first method!
And given Tang San's current condition, the second method was no easy feat either!
After all, he would have to face himself at full strength—not himself with only a tenth of his Soul Power left!
Seeing Tang San's face grow paler and paler, Chen Fei hurried over and said, "Young master, we surrender! We surrender! Please, hurry and withdraw your Soul Skill!"
At that, Yang Ziyuan waved his hand, and the Abyssal Demon Prison surrounding Tang San vanished without a trace.
As Tang San's consciousness gradually returned, he hadn't yet figured out how he'd escaped when Yang Ziyuan said coldly, "Tang San, you've lost! I'm taking that Soul Beast with me!"
With that, Yang Ziyuan turned and left.
At the sight of this, Tang San felt a rush of sweetness in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft! No, Xiao Wu!"
With a wail, he passed out from the blow, his Spiritual Power already exhausted.
Seeing Tang San collapse, Chen Fei hurried over, caught him, and shouted, "Xiao San, wake up! Xiao San, wake up!"
But Tang San didn't respond at all!
"Quick, go get a healing-type Soul Master!"
With no other choice, Chen Fei sent someone to find a healing-type Soul Master to treat him.
Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy, teachers' apartments.
"Xiao San, Xiao San, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Looking at Tang San, unconscious on the bed, Yu Xiaogang was so worried he was nearly in tears. He shook Tang San repeatedly.
He'd only gone to visit an old friend. How had his disciple ended up like this by the time he got back?
"Chen Fei, what happened? Why is Xiao San like this?"
At that, Chen Fei gave a bitter smile and told him everything, leaving nothing out.
"What?!! The little girl who was with Xiao San is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"
After hearing the whole story, Yu Xiaogang gaped in astonishment.
He'd never imagined that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had been right beside Tang San!
But one thing baffled him: why hadn't Tang Hao captured Xiao Wu?
Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo, after all! A Soul Beast that had taken human form couldn't hide from a Titled Douluo's eyes before reaching level 60!
Though he didn't understand why Tang Hao had left Xiao Wu alone, he was sure that once Tang Hao learned what had happened, he'd deeply regret it!
After all, that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had surely been left for Xiao San by Tang Hao.
And now someone else had gotten her for nothing!
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help feeling regretful.
If Xiao San could absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, then with the advantage of his Twin Martial Souls, who could possibly stand against him?
As for the Yang Ziyuan Chen Fei had described, with his impossible Soul Ring Configuration?
What a joke! Yu Xiaogang was a master theorist!
According to his research, no one could absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as their First Soul Ring! Much less possess a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring at the Soul King rank!
So he was absolutely certain that the other man had used some unknown trick to make everyone see things that weren't there.
The goal was to unsettle his opponents!
That was it. It had to be!
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of pride. He truly lived up to his reputation as a master theorist!
With just a little thought, he'd unraveled the whole truth!
"Chen Fei, how is Xiao San? Has a healing-type Soul Master examined him?"
"Yes. That person said Xiao San's Spiritual Power had been damaged, and his emotions had overwhelmed him, causing him to pass out."
"His Spiritual Power was damaged?"
Hearing Chen Fei's answer, Yu Xiaogang felt troubled.
Spiritual Power wasn't like Soul Power. Apart from resting and recovering slowly, the only way to restore it was with rare medicinal herbs.
Looks like he'd have to ask Flender for help!
After thinking it over, Yu Xiaogang decided to write Flender a letter.
Meanwhile, Tang San slowly opened his eyes on the bed.
"Cough, cough!!!"
"Xiao San, you're awake?"
Hearing the cough, Yu Xiaogang hurried to the bedside, his face full of concern.
Tang San stared at Yu Xiaogang in a daze, then hurriedly asked, "Teacher, where's Xiao Wu? Where is she? Did they take her away? Cough, cough."
Before he could finish speaking, he broke into another fit of violent coughing.
Seeing Tang San's deathly pale face, Yu Xiaogang quickly reassured him. "Xiao San, don't get worked up. Don't worry, Xiao Wu is safe for now. They can only absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring if one of them is about to become a Titled Douluo. But becoming a Titled Douluo is no easy feat. So Xiao Wu should be safe for the time being!"
At that, Tang San's heart finally sank.
"Teacher, you may not know this, but that man already had a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring at the Soul King stage. Once he reaches the Soul Emperor rank, Xiao Wu will be in grave danger!"
After saying this, Tang San was consumed by guilt.
"It's all my fault! If I'd been stronger, they wouldn't have taken Xiao Wu!"
"Xiao San, this isn't your fault—"
Before Yu Xiaogang could comfort him, Tang San suddenly lifted his head and demanded, "Teacher, didn't you say no one could absorb Soul Rings beyond the limit? Then how could he?"
Thinking of Yang Ziyuan's Soul Ring Configuration, Tang San was filled with doubt.
According to Yu Xiaogang, each rank had a fixed absorption limit.
But Yang Ziyuan's Soul Ring Configuration proved beyond a doubt that Yu Xiaogang's theories couldn't be trusted!
Seeing Tang San doubt him, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly explained, "Xiao San, you were all deceived!"
"Deceived? What do you mean?"
"How could anyone in this world have a Soul Ring Configuration that exceeded all the limits? You've absorbed Soul Rings yourself, so you know how agonizing it is. That should tell you that trying to absorb a Soul Ring beyond the limit would make you explode!"
At that, Tang San fell into thought.
Absorbing a Soul Ring really was agonizing. But if your body grew strong enough, absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring might not be impossible!
For years, he'd been working the forge, partly to practice Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and partly to test whether this idea could work.
Now, after seeing Yang Ziyuan's Soul Ring Configuration, that idea had surfaced again.
Seeing Tang San lost in thought, Yu Xiaogang assumed he agreed with him.
He continued to bluff. "Xiao San, from what I understand, that man's First Soul Skill has an illusion effect, right?"
"That's right!"
Remembering what had happened, Tang San couldn't help nodding.
"Then that settles it! My theory is that he secretly used some kind of illusion Soul Skill, making everything you saw an illusion. So his Soul Ring Configuration was fake!"
"Fake?"
After hearing Yu Xiaogang's explanation, Tang San gradually came to understand.
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