Douluo: Martial Soul Black Hole, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

The next second, he fell into the Abyssal Illusion.

Inside the Abyssal Illusion, Tang San looked at an identical version of himself and immediately launched an attack.

After all, for every second he spent here, his real self outside was in greater danger!

However, to his surprise, his opponent knew all of his spirit skills and even possessed the martial arts of the Tang Sect!

For a time, he gradually fell into a bitter struggle.

Meanwhile, Yang Ziyuan outside was already growing impatient.

"Could this guy Tang San die inside the Abyssal Illusion?"

Seeing Tang San standing there in a daze, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but mutter.

There were simple ways to break his Abyssal Demon Prison.

The first was for the trapped person's mental power to exceed his own. In that case, the opponent could easily shatter the Abyssal Illusion without needing to fight their own mirror image!

The second was the most direct—defeat one's own mirror image!

The third was for him to voluntarily dispel the Abyssal Demon Prison!

However, with his current mental power rivaling a Super Douluo, it was impossible for Tang San to use the first method to break the Abyssal Demon Prison!

And as for the second method, given Tang San's current state, it was far from simple!

After all, he had to face himself at his peak, not a version of himself with only ten percent of his spirit power remaining!

Seeing Tang San's face growing paler, Chen Fei hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young master, we admit defeat, we admit defeat! Please, withdraw your spirit skill!"

Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan waved his hand, and the Abyssal Demon Prison enveloping Tang San vanished without a trace.

As Tang San's consciousness gradually recovered, before he could even figure out how he had broken free, he heard Yang Ziyuan say coldly, "Tang San, you have lost! I will be taking that spirit beast!"

With that, Yang Ziyuan turned and left.

Seeing this, Tang San suddenly felt a surge of sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Pfft! No, Xiao Wu!"

Following a wail, his mental power already overdrawn, he collapsed into a dead faint under such a blow.

Seeing Tang San fall to the ground, Chen Fei hurriedly helped him up and shouted, "Tang San, wake up! Tang San, wake up!"

However, Tang San showed no reaction at all!

"Go get a healing-type spirit master!"

Seeing this, Chen Fei had no choice but to send someone to find a healing-type spirit master to provide treatment.

-08-11 00:52:30 Author: Kuangbiao de Xianyu

Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy, teacher's apartment.

"Tang San, Tang San, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Looking at Tang San lying unconscious on the bed, Yu Xiaogang was so anxious he was nearly in tears, shaking Tang San's body incessantly.

He had only gone to visit an old friend; how could his disciple end up like this the moment he returned?

"Chen Fei, what exactly happened? Why did Tang San end up like this?"

Hearing this, Chen Fei gave a bitter smile and told him the whole story from beginning to end.

"What?!! The little girl who was with Tang San was actually a 100,000-year spirit beast?"

After learning what had happened, Yu Xiaogang's mouth hung open in shock.

He never imagined that there was a 100,000-year spirit beast by Tang San's side!

However, what puzzled him greatly was why Tang Hao hadn't captured Xiao Wu.

One had to know that Tang Hao was also a Titled Douluo! A spirit beast that had transformed into human form could not possibly hide from the eyes of a Titled Douluo before reaching level 60!

Although he didn't understand why Tang Hao hadn't made a move on Xiao Wu, he believed that once the man learned of this news, he would definitely feel immense regret!

After all, this 100,000-year spirit beast was surely something Tang Hao had left for Tang San.

But now, it had gone to someone else for nothing!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang felt a wave of regret.

If Tang San had absorbed a 100,000-year spirit ring, with the advantage of his twin martial spirits, who else could be his match?

As for the Yang Ziyuan that Chen Fei mentioned, who possessed spirit rings that exceeded the age limits?

What a joke! He was a master of theory!

According to his research, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to absorb a thousand-year spirit ring as their first spirit ring! Let alone someone at the Spirit King level possessing a 100,000-year spirit ring!

Therefore, he was firmly convinced that the other party must have used some unknown method to cause everyone to suffer from visual hallucinations.

The goal was simply to disrupt the opponent's state of mind!

Yes, that was it, it had to be!

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of emotion; he truly lived up to his reputation as a master of theory!

With just a little thought, the truth of the whole matter became clear!

"Chen Fei, how is Tang San's condition? Have you had a healing-type spirit master look at him?"

"I already have. That person said that Tang San suffered a blow to his mental power, and combined with the agitation of his heart, it led to his coma."

"A blow to his mental power?"

Hearing Chen Fei's reply, Yu Xiaogang felt quite troubled.

Mental power was not like spirit power; to recover, aside from slow recuperation, one could only rely on precious medicinal herbs.

It seemed he would have to go ask Flender for help!

After thinking it over, Yu Xiaogang decided to write a letter to Flender.

At the same time, Tang San on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Cough, cough!!!"

"Tang San, you're awake?"

Hearing the coughing, Yu Xiaogang hurried to the bedside, his face full of concern.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Tang San was startled for a moment, then hurriedly asked: "Teacher, where is Xiao Wu? Where is Xiao Wu? Did they take Xiao Wu away? Cough, cough."

Before he could finish his sentence, he began to cough violently again.

Seeing Tang San's pale face, Yu Xiaogang quickly comforted him: "Tang San, don't get agitated. Rest assured, Xiao Wu is safe for the time being. To absorb a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, someone among them would have to be advancing to a Title Douluo. But is a Title Douluo really so easy to reach? Therefore, in the short term, Xiao Wu's safety is still guaranteed!"

Hearing this, the heart Tang San had been holding finally settled.

"Teacher, you might not know, but that person possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring while still at the Spirit King stage. Once he breaks through to Spirit Emperor, Xiao Wu will definitely be in grave danger!"

After saying this, Tang San fell into deep self-reproach.

"It's all my fault! If my strength hadn't been insufficient, Xiao Wu wouldn't have been taken away by them!"

"Tang San, this is not your fault."

Before Yu Xiaogang could comfort him, Tang San suddenly raised his head and questioned: "Teacher, didn't you say that it is impossible for anyone to absorb spirit rings beyond their limits? Why could that person do it?"

Thinking of the spirit ring configuration of Yang Ziyuan, Tang San's heart was filled with doubt.

According to what Yu Xiaogang taught, every stage had a fixed absorption limit.

Yet Yang Ziyuan's spirit ring configuration was telling him nothing if not that Yu Xiaogang's theory was absolutely unreliable!

Seeing Tang San questioning him, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly explained: "Tang San, you have all been deceived!"

"Deceived? What do you mean?"

"In this world, how could anyone possess a set of spirit rings that exceed their limits? You have also absorbed spirit rings, so you must know the pain involved. From that, you should know that absorbing spirit rings beyond one's limits would definitely lead to the body exploding and death!"

Hearing this, Tang San became thoughtful.

The absorption of a spirit ring was indeed agonizing. However, if one's physical strength was high enough, it might not be impossible to absorb a thousand-year spirit ring!

He had been going to the blacksmith shop to forge for years, partly to practice the Luan Pifeng Hammer Technique, and partly to verify whether this idea was feasible.

Now, after seeing Yang Ziyuan's spirit ring configuration, this idea had surfaced once again.

At this moment, seeing Tang San lost in thought, Yu Xiaogang assumed he had accepted his reasoning.

He then continued to bluff: "Tang San, according to my understanding, that person's first spirit skill is an illusion-type effect, right?"

"That's right!"

Recalling the scene at that time, Tang San couldn't help but nod.

"Then there's no problem! According to my deduction, that person must have secretly used some kind of illusion spirit skill, causing everything you saw at the time to be a hallucination. Therefore, the opponent's spirit ring configuration is all fake!"

"Fake?"

After listening to Yu Xiaogang's explanation, Tang San gradually began to understand.