Still, a trace of doubt lingered in his mind.
If everything that had happened was an illusion, when had his opponent made his move?
And were the illusion effects of century-old Soul Skills really this powerful?
Or were illusion-type Soul Skills all this troublesome?
Still, more than any of that, he was concerned about Yang Ziyuan's Martial Soul.
If Yang Ziyuan's Martial Soul hadn't been able to devour his Hidden Weapons, he might have been able to withstand the other man's three moves.
"All right, Xiao San, don't dwell on it. What you need now is plenty of rest. And don't worry about Xiao Wu's situation. I have a way to handle it!"
Yu Xiaogang seemed to see the worry in Tang San's heart. He smiled, then reassured him.
"Thank you, teacher!"
When Tang San saw that Yu Xiaogang was even willing to offend a Titled Douluo and try to snatch someone from him for his sake, he was deeply moved.
"What are you thanking me for?"
Yu Xiaogang waved his hand.
Once he told Tang Hao what had happened, Tang Hao would take care of it. There was no need for Yu Xiaogang to do anything himself.
In all this, he was merely giving things a little nudge, yet he stood to earn two favors, one from Tang Hao and one from Tang San!
At the thought, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help grinning slyly.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was lost in his daydream, a cry of alarm brought him back to reality.
"What's going on?"
Confused, Yu Xiaogang asked, "Xiao San, what happened?"
"Teacher, I don't know why, but only about a tenth of my Soul Power is left!"
Yu Xiaogang didn't think much of it.
"Hey, I thought it was something serious! So that's all? Xiao San, you just went through a fierce battle. It's normal for your Soul Power to be depleted. There's no need to make such a fuss!"
"No, teacher, you don't understand. My meditation technique is a little unusual. I don't have to actively use it for it to slowly restore my Soul Power. But now, after restoring it to a tenth, it stopped, as if it had hit a bottleneck!"
"Uh, could there be something wrong with your meditation technique?"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"
The Mysterious Heaven Skill was the foundation of his strength. There was no way it could go wrong.
Then he suddenly remembered the moment Yang Ziyuan had drained his Soul Power.
Could it be him?
That had to be it!
That terrifying moment was still fresh in his memory!
But he'd never imagined that his opponent's Soul Skill did more than forcibly drain other people's Soul Power!
At the thought, Tang San felt troubled.
How long would this effect last?
"Xiao San, have you figured out what caused it?"
Once Tang San had calmed down, Yu Xiaogang asked with concern.
"Teacher, I suspect it's all connected to that man!"
"Oh? What makes you say that?"
"During our match, he used his third Soul Skill to forcibly drain my Soul Power!"
Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.
"Forcibly draining another person's Soul Power? I've never heard of a Soul Skill like that! Still, it does have a bit of an Evil Soul Master's feel to it."
"An Evil Soul Master?"
"Not necessarily! If he really were an Evil Soul Master, the Spirit Hall would have arrested him by now. They wouldn't let him commit such brazen crimes."
At that, Tang San's hopes were instantly dashed.
If his opponent really were an Evil Soul Master, Tang San could have used the Spirit Hall to get rid of him.
That way, he could spare his teacher the trouble and take advantage of the chaos to rescue Xiao Wu.
"Teacher, do you know how long this kind of Soul Skill lasts?"
"Uh, well..."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang stumble over his words, Tang San gave up hope.
"Xiao San, don't worry. Soul Skills that weaken an enemy usually don't last very long. Why don't you get some sleep first? You can check again when you wake up."
Tang San nodded helplessly.
"All right. Then I'll leave Xiao Wu to you, teacher!"
With that, Tang San lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
Meanwhile, Yang Ziyuan and his grandfather were flying toward Holy Soul Village, following a map they had bought from a medicine merchant.
"Ziyuan, since you knew that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, why didn't you take the opportunity to get rid of him?"
"Grandfather, I have my reasons."
Hearing Yang Ziyuan say this, Yang Wuhui frowned slightly, but said nothing.
After all, Yang Ziyuan had already taught Tang San a lesson.
Besides, Tang San had been struck by Yang Ziyuan's Origin Regression. One could imagine how miserable he would be from now on.
After all, Yang Wuhui knew exactly what Origin Regression did.
"Ziyuan, you're already at level 60. Why not kill that Soul Beast? First, you could easily complete your third God Trial. Second, you'd get another Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Its attributes might not suit you, but even so, it could still grant you two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills and strengthen you, at least a little."
Yang Ziyuan was briefly taken aback, then shook his head.
"Grandfather, let's leave that Soul Beast alive for now."
"You brat, don't tell me you're saving it for your second uncle?"
Remembering how Yang Ziyuan had asked about Yang Wudi earlier, Yang Wuhui had guessed most of the story.
Yang Ziyuan smiled but didn't answer, continuing to fly.
Yang Wuhui sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Ever since his grandson had received the God Trial, he had become more and more composed.
Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, Yang Wuhui couldn't tell.
Holy Soul Village.
Hearing Yang Wuhui's question, Yang Ziyuan said with a smile, "Of course, it's for my third God Trial. If we're lucky, perhaps we can collect a little more interest from the Clear Sky Sect!"
"The Clear Sky Sect? Are there people from the Clear Sky Sect here too?"
He hadn't been interested at all, but when he heard Yang Ziyuan say there were people from the Clear Sky Sect here, his interest was piqued.
After all, the Clear Sky Sect had dealt heavy losses to their Breaking Clan.
With a chance to get even, he certainly didn't mind settling an old score.
"Grandfather, have you forgotten? There's a Tang San in Nuoding City!"
At that, Yang Wuhui immediately understood.
"You mean Tang Hao is hiding in this little village?"
He hated Tang Hao even more than the others.
If Tang Hao hadn't beaten the former Pope of the Spirit Hall to death, why would the Spirit Hall have turned against the Clear Sky Sect?
And why would their Breaking Clan have been caught in the crossfire?
When all was said and done, Tang Hao was the true culprit!
Without him, how could the Breaking Clan have fallen so low?
No! This time, I must kill Tang Hao and avenge my dead clansmen!
At the thought, he looked at Yang Ziyuan and asked, "Ziyuan, I plan to kill Tang Hao. What do you think?"
"I have no objection! If we run into him, we can take care of him while we're at it!"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's answer, Yang Wuhui nodded with satisfaction.
Then, following the map, Yang Ziyuan and his grandfather flew toward the waterfall.
Before long, they found it.
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