The Clear Sky Sect's Innately Evil Little Ghost

As Xiao Wu vanished, a pink left leg bone slowly materialized, then rapidly fused with Qian Wulu's left leg.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Left Leg Bone..."

Qian Wuyou stroked his chin, nodding in rare approval.

Qian Wuyou was quite satisfied with the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone that Xiao Wu had dropped.

In the original story, this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Bone possessed two formidable soul skills: Teleportation and Invincible Golden Body.

Now that it had fallen into Qian Wulu's hands, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

"No... Xiao Wu..."

"My Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone..."

Tang San shouted once more, and as he looked at the Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone on Qian Wulu, he couldn't help but shed tears of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Say what you will, but you really couldn't deny it.

That was a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone...

Even the pure and noble Young Master Tang could not resist the temptation of a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone.

-Hum-hum-hum-

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, red.

Two yellow, two purple, one black, and one red—a total of six soul rings rose slowly from beneath Qian Wulu's feet.

"Level 67..."

"Hahaha!"

"Big Brother, my soul power has reached level 67!"

Feeling the powerful soul power within her body, Qian Wulu's face was full of smiles.

If she just put in a little effort, who knew? Perhaps in half a year, she could break through to a level 70 Soul Saint.

The moment she imagined herself breaking through to a level 70 Soul Saint and then beating the annoying Golden Generation—Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan—to the ground at the Continental Advanced Elite Spirit Master Tournament, she couldn't help but giggle foolishly.

"Oh! Level 67 Soul Emperor, is it..."

"Heh! Little sister, congratulations!"

Watching his high-spirited sister, Qian Wuyou smiled gently, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied grin.

As her older brother, he was, of course, well aware of Qian Wulu's little schemes.

Breaking through from a level 67 Soul Emperor to a level 70 Soul Saint within half a year was not an impossible feat.

"Damn it!"

"Martial Soul Hall, you made me lose the Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone..."

"Pah! No, that's not it!"

"Qian Wuyou, Qian Wulu, you two siblings made me lose Xiao Wu; you have already invited your own deaths."

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy like an ox.

He watched as the opportunity that should have belonged to him was snatched away by the siblings Qian Wuyou and Qian Wulu, his eyes churning with monstrous killing intent and unwillingness.

That was a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone obtained through Xiao Wu's sacrificial life; it should have been received by him, her brother.

But all of this—had been forcibly plundered from his hands by these siblings from the Angel Clan of Martial Soul Hall!

If it weren't for the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, he would have loved to use Tang Sect hidden weapons to kill these god-forsaken siblings.

"I should say, as expected of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast..."

"Pah! No, that's not it!"

"I should say, as expected of Xiao Wu, she directly allowed Qian Wulu to break through from level 60 to a level 67 Soul Emperor."

"In this process, she broke through a full 7 levels!"

"If the person who received Xiao Wu's sacrifice had been me, what realm would I have broken through to?"

The more Tang San thought about it, the more his heart ached; his internal organs felt as if they were twisted together. Regret, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness tore at his mind frantically.

He could even visualize the scene—after he absorbed the Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring and soul bone from Xiao Wu's sacrifice, his strength would skyrocket, sweeping away these people from Martial Soul Hall like Qian Wuyou.

But the more beautiful the fantasy, the crueler the reality.

The dazzling red Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring on Qian Wulu was a constant reminder that he had lost Xiao Wu, lost this heaven-defying opportunity, and had become the biggest laughingstock in all of Heaven Dou City!

"--Pfft--!"

The more Tang San thought, the more unwilling he felt.

He felt a violent churning in his chest, and a mouthful of hot blood surged straight up his throat, spraying out violently.

Then, Tang San's vision went black, his body went limp, and he fainted, collapsing into Tang Hao's arms.

"Hmph!"

"To dare threaten our Angel Clan—what a naturally evil little brat from the Clear Sky Sect."

The Six-Winged Elemental Angel, formed by the fusion of the sisters Tianzhen and Wuxie, brandished the Angel Holy Sword and charged directly toward Tang San and Tang Hao.

"-Clang-clang-clang-!"

The Angel Holy Sword collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, producing crisp metallic rings as sparks flew in every direction.

"Damn it!"

If this keeps up, both Xiao San and I will likely end up dead here.

Tang Hao had already begun to consider retreating.

He was already suffering from severe injuries, and now that he had to divide his attention to protect Tang San, he could not afford a single lapse in defense.

If he showed even one opening during the battle, the final outcome would inevitably be one of two possibilities.

Either he would be severely wounded and defeated by the Angel Holy Sword, or Xiao San would be run through by a single strike.

Neither of these outcomes was what he wanted.

At this moment, Tang Hao's heart was filled with resentment.

He hated the Heaven Dou Imperial family, he hated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and he hated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family.

These factions were all located near Heaven Dou City, and they could clearly see the massive commotion happening on the Shrek side, yet not a single person had come to provide support or assistance.

They simply watched as the people from Martial Soul Hall ran rampant, watched as Xiao Wu sacrificed herself in vain, and watched as the hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone that should have belonged to Xiao San were snatched away by Qian Wulu.

If they had stepped in to help earlier, even if it were just to distract the people from Martial Soul Hall, things would never have turned out like this. He and Xiao San would not have been forced into such a passive position, and they wouldn't have lost the chance to protect Xiao Wu's hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone.

But it was too late to say anything now; those factions had all chosen to sit on the sidelines. He could only rely on his own severely wounded body to struggle and hold on. The resentment in his heart grew heavier and heavier, yet he was helpless. He could only grit his teeth, resist the fierce onslaught of the Six-Winged Elemental Angel, and look for an opportunity to take Tang San and escape.

"-Roar-!"

Just as Tang Hao was filled with resentment, he saw the Hell White Tiger—the Martial Soul Fusion Skill unleashed by Dai Mubai and Zhuqing—surging with bloodlust and setting its sights on Ning Rongrong.

Immediately after, the massive Hell White Tiger's eyes glinted with a murderous light. With an aura of overwhelming malice, it kicked off the ground and lunged at Ning Rongrong with unstoppable force. Its sharp tiger claws shimmered with a chilling cold light, and it looked as though they were about to land on her.

"Damn it... stop... don't hurt Rongrong!"

"Rongrong, don't just stand there, run! Run!"

From within the Hell White Tiger came the pained and desperate voices of Dai Mubai and Zhuqing.

Even though they still possessed their own consciousness and knew exactly what they were doing, they were completely unable to control their bodies. They were being manipulated by a bizarre power, forced to strike down their own companion.

They tried their best to stop the attack and warn Ning Rongrong to run, but their bodies refused to obey. They could only watch helplessly as the Hell White Tiger drew closer and closer to Ning Rongrong.

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