Absorbing Solitary Bamboo Fails? Encountering Blazing Fire Academy, a 70,000-Year Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix!

At that moment, Tang San was gritting his teeth, doing everything he could to guide the immense energy of the Spirit Ring.

Purple light enveloped him, and waves of gentle yet immense life energy continually washed through his meridians.

"Boss Dai, look!"

Oscar pointed at Tang San and cried out in alarm:

"The wounds on Xiao San's body seem to be healing!

The life attribute of this Solitary Bamboo is actually nourishing his body!"

Dai Mubai furrowed his brows, staring intently at Tang San as he said gravely:

"Solitary Bamboo's attributes are indeed gentle and incredibly resilient.

But... this is a full three-thousand-year Spirit Ring!

Its age is far too high. This energy is something a thirty-level Soul Elder simply can't withstand!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, something changed.

"Ugh—!"

Tang San let out a muffled groan. His face, which had regained a little color, instantly turned as pale as paper.

The energy inside him began to run wildly out of control, charging around like a runaway horse.

"Vmmm—"

The deep-purple Spirit Ring around his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul began to shake violently.

Its light flickered erratically, and its edges even showed signs of breaking apart!

"Pfft!"

Tang San suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the wounds on Tang San's severed fingers, which had already scabbed over,

split open again under the impact of the raging energy inside him, sending blood gushing out like a spring!

"Not good!

He can't absorb it. He's going to explode!"

Dai Mubai was horrified.

"Xiao San!"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. He could no longer worry about anything else.

This damn brat! If he really dies here, Tang Hao will skin me alive!

Zhao Wuji roared inwardly as Soul Power burst from his entire body.

He lunged forward and thrust out his thick arm.

His powerful Soul Power forcibly tore into the mass of purple light, severing the connection between Tang San and the Spirit Ring.

"Break!"

With Zhao Wuji's furious shout, the purple light shattered, forcibly interrupting Tang San's absorption of the Spirit Ring.

"Pfft—"

The violent backlash from interrupting the absorption sent Tang San flying backward like a kite with its strings cut.

He slammed into the ground and spat out another large mouthful of blood.

"Xiao San!"

Oscar hurriedly pulled out two Recovery Sausages and rushed over to stuff them into Tang San's mouth.

Zhao Wuji shook with rage. Pointing at Tang San on the ground, he cursed:

"You little brat, do you have a death wish?!

You actually dared to force down a three-thousand-year Spirit Ring!

If I hadn't acted quickly, you'd have been blown to bits by now!"

Tang San struggled to swallow the sausage. His face was as pale as paper as he tried to get up:

"Teacher Zhao... I... I have to go save Xiao Wu... I need strength..."

"Save her my ass!"

Zhao Wuji shoved him back down and roared:

"Look at the state you're in!

The wounds on your severed fingers have all split open, and that raging energy has wrecked your meridians!

What are you going to save her with?

Are you going to throw your life away?!"

Dai Mubai walked over and watched the purple Spirit Ring gradually fade in midair. He sighed:

"Xiao San, you were too reckless.

This three-thousand-year Solitary Bamboo is completely wasted. You not only failed to break through, you've made your injuries even worse."

Tang San clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with despair and resentment. His fists tightened as he let the blood stain the earth.

"It's all my fault... I'm too weak..."

Tang San shut his eyes in pain, his voice hoarse:

"If I were just a little stronger, Xiao Wu wouldn't have been taken..."

Seeing Tang San in such a sorry state, most of Zhao Wuji's anger faded, leaving only deep fear and helplessness.

Zhao Wuji irritably waved his hand:

"Enough. What's the point of saying all that now?!

Oscar, make some more sausages!

Mu Bai, help him bandage his severed fingers!"

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, his tone heavy:

"Once this brat's injuries have stabilized a little, we'll move somewhere else immediately.

The commotion from forcibly interrupting his Spirit Ring absorption was no small thing, and there's a lot of blood in the air.

If we stay here and attract another high-year Spirit Beast, none of us wounded stragglers will make it out!"

Meanwhile, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Run!

Don't look back!"

A furious roar rang through the woods.

Several Blazing Fire Academy students in dark-red uniforms were fleeing in a panic.

Bringing up the rear was their team leader, a Soul Saint with a deathly pale face and a body charred black.

"Teacher, we can't leave you behind!"

A female student cried out.

"Idiot!

Get out of here!"

The team leader spat out two mouthfuls of blood and looked back in despair:

"This is a 70,000-year Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix with Phoenix bloodline!

I'm only a Soul Saint. I can't withstand more than a few of its attacks!

If you stay, you'll only get yourselves killed!"

Before he could finish, a wave of scorching flames surged through the sky behind them.

A phoenix cry sharp enough to rend metal and stone rang across the heavens, and its terrifying pressure instantly engulfed everyone.

At that moment, on a towering tree not far from them,

Huang Yan kept his presence concealed, quietly watching the one-sided pursuit below.

"People from Blazing Fire Academy?"

Huang Yan raised an eyebrow, surprise flashing in his eyes as he murmured:

"They've got some nerve, daring to provoke a Spirit Beast with a Phoenix bloodline that's lived for 70,000 years."

Watching the people from Blazing Fire Academy below teeter on the brink of disaster, Huang Yan had no intention of rushing to their rescue.

"We're neither friends nor family. I have no obligation to play the hero."

His gaze stayed fixed on the berserk Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix in the air, and a cold smile curled his lips:

"But this works out perfectly. Let them wear down its strength for me first."

For the next half hour, Huang Yan followed them like a ghost.

Below, the Blazing Fire Academy team leader used every hidden trump card he had to shield the students.

The Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix's attacks pounded him until he spat blood again and again, his aura weakening to the extreme.

After releasing several large-scale, high-level fire skills in succession, the Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix in the air

finally showed a clear drop in strength, its chest heaving violently.

"Now."

Just as the Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix raised its head, preparing to unleash one final attack and finish off the Soul Saint,

Huang Yan moved.

Without any unnecessary motion, a wisp of dark-red flame gathered at Huang Yan's fingertip.

It was Ultimate Fire, so hot that the space around it seemed to twist.

"Go."

"Whoosh—!"

A hair-thin line of dark-red fire tore through the air in an instant, shooting silently from the Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix's blind spot.

"Pfft!"

A barely audible thud.

The 70,000-year Blazing Sun Fire Phoenix, so mighty only moments before, didn't even have time to cry out.

The Ultimate Fire pierced its heart in an instant, burning a charred hole straight through it!

Its enormous body stiffened, then crashed down like a meteor in front of the Blazing Fire Academy students, kicking up clouds of dust.

If Huang Yan hadn't spotted its weakness and killed it with a single strike,

getting that 70,000-year Spirit Ring

would have taken a great deal of effort.