External Soul Bone: Blazing Phoenix Wings! Fire Domain, Intercepting the Eight Spider Lances! (Seeking Follow-up Reads!)

Tang San stared fixedly at Huang Yan, his fists clenched tight as he activated his Purple Demon Eye:

"Huang Yan, you crippled Ma Hongjun and ruined Rongrong's face. Shrek has noted this debt!"

Huang Yan, however, merely scoffed at this.

Noted it?

It was nothing but the impotent rage of the weak.

Huang Yan did not care in the slightest.

Huang Yan looked toward Xiao Wu with keen interest.

Just a moment ago, Azure Luan Douluo had sent a voice transmission to Huang Yan.

He had excitedly informed Huang Yan of Xiao Wu's true identity.

Huang Yan feigned surprise, then asked Azure Luan Douluo how he intended to deal with Xiao Wu.

Azure Luan Douluo's view on the matter was to hold off on killing her for now.

After all, Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

If he killed her right now, while it would immediately yield a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, Huang Yan's current physique could not withstand the immense pressure that forcibly absorbing such a ring would place on his body and mental strength.

Hundred-thousand-year soul beasts were extremely rare in this era.

Therefore, Azure Luan Douluo decided not to kill Xiao Wu just yet.

Given Huang Yan's current constitution, he would need to hunt his sixth soul ring and then cultivate to level 70.

By then, he would be able to bear the burden of absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

When that time came, the soul ring and soul bone produced after killing Xiao Wu would be something Huang Yan could refine directly.

Huang Yan accepted this choice.

Even if Zhao Wuji chose to tell Xiao Wu later that a Title Douluo had been present, Xiao Wu would at most be frightened, but after a few days of nothing happening, she would simply forget about it.

In the original story, when facing Dugu Bo at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, wasn't that exactly how Xiao Wu reacted?

Tang San watched Huang Yan, but ultimately made no move.

They were simply not opponents on the same level.

He had the heart to seek revenge, but he was powerless to act.

Tang San subconsciously looked up toward the second floor, his heart filled with doubt:

"Teacher Zhao is right up there, why... why hasn't he appeared yet?"

On the second floor, Zhao Wuji was already pale as a sheet, drenched in a cold sweat.

"It's over... it's all over..."

Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Rongrong, who was wailing in the corner, his legs turning to jelly.

He had led the team out for training, only for the sect's little princess to be disfigured right under his nose.

Would Ning Fengzhi let him off?

Those two killing stars, Chen Xin and Gu Rong, would likely tear him into pieces!

Zhao Wuji looked tremblingly at Azure Luan Douluo, who sat to the side with an unfathomable aura, and pleaded with a sobbing voice:

"Your Excellency, I beg you to show mercy and let those children go...

Since you have already vented your anger, if this continues, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will truly go mad, and I won't be able to answer for it!"

Azure Luan Douluo raised his teacup without even lifting his eyelids, saying coldly:

"Answer for it?

That is your concern; what does it have to do with this old man?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault, it's all my fault!"

Zhao Wuji was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, already calculating his escape route.

"No, I must hurry and take Rongrong to find a healing-type soul master!

If her face cannot be saved...

I won't be able to stay at Shrek; I'll have to change my name and flee to the ends of the earth."

Thinking of the sword qi of Chen Xin that could sever all things, Zhao Wuji shuddered and shouted down to the floor below:

"Tang San!

Mu Bai!"

"Stop fighting! Hurry, take Rongrong and Fatty, and retreat!"

Tang San was deeply shaken upon hearing the distorted, panicked shout from Zhao Wuji.

Though unwilling, he realized that a catastrophe must have occurred upstairs that even Teacher Zhao could not handle.

"Go!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and gave the order, hoisting the nearly collapsed Ma Hongjun up as he prepared to retreat.

Watching their pathetic, retreating backs, Huang Yan did not pursue. He merely brushed the dust off his sleeves with leisurely composure, sneering in his heart:

"Zhao Wuji, you run fast.

However, I hope you can find a way to save that face.

Otherwise, your title of 'Immovable Bright King' will soon become that of a 'Stray Dog'."

"And Ma Hongjun, his lower body is ruined, but his Evil Fire has not diminished.

Furthermore, because of his disability, he will definitely be even less capable of controlling that Evil Fire."

"In the past, Ma Hongjun could go find women to vent his fire.

But now?

Heh, with his lower body gone, if he wants to vent, he won't be able to find women like before."

Thinking of this, Huang Yan could not help but begin to imagine the future.

With his lower body crippled, not only would Ma Hongjun be unable to find women to vent his fire, but the disability would cause the Evil Fire to become even more severe.

In this state, if he wanted to vent, he wouldn't be looking for women—he would have to look for men!

As Huang Yan imagined a man pinning Ma Hongjun down in the future just so he could vent his fire, he couldn't help but feel a wave of revulsion and shuddered.

"Too disgusting."

Huang Yan muttered to himself.

"And as for that Zhao Wuji, he is the primary person responsible for Ning Rongrong's disfigurement.

Since they can't lay a hand on me, they can only vent their anger on Zhao Wuji and Shrek Academy.

I hope Zhao Wuji stays strong and doesn't just drop dead; otherwise, there won't be any fun left to watch."

The next morning, after the three of them had a simple breakfast, they ventured deep into the core circle of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Half a day later, Azure Luan Douluo suddenly stopped, his gaze locked onto a valley ahead that was churning with heat waves:

"Found it.

An eighty-five-thousand-year Blazing Flying Luan, possessing the bloodline of a Fire Phoenix; its attributes are extremely compatible with yours."

Feeling the scorching aura emanating from the void, Huang Yan nodded:

"It is indeed a top-tier specimen. Thank you for the trouble, Teacher."

Azure Luan Douluo gave a slight nod and waved his hand, his soul power pressure instantly locking onto the beast and pinning it firmly to the ground.

Accompanied by a few crisp sounds of cracking bones, the Blazing Flying Luan was heavily wounded to the point of near-death.

"Go, absorb it as soon as possible."

Azure Luan Douluo withdrew his hand and stood by.

Huang Yan summoned his Radiant Phoenix martial soul and decisively finished it off.

As the deep black soul ring was gradually refined, time flew by rapidly.

It was not until the next morning that Huang Yan slowly opened his eyes, a brilliant flash of fire flickering in his pupils.

"Level sixty-five!"

Feeling the surging soul power within his body, Huang Yan looked at Shui Bing'er and Azure Luan Douluo with pleasant surprise.

Shui Bing'er covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"You actually jumped five levels at once?"

"That is not strange."

Azure Luan Douluo said indifferently.

"The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower you consumed earlier still had residual medicinal power in your body.

Combined with the fact that you absorbed an eighty-five-thousand-year soul ring beyond your rank, it is the double effect that produced this miracle."

Huang Yan stood up, feeling his newfound strength, and said excitedly:

"This sixth soul skill, 'Phoenix Fire Burning Heaven', is even more formidable.

Not only does it significantly amplify my Radiant Fire, but its power also doubles upon release!"

Shui Bing'er asked curiously:

"What about when combined with your first three augmentation-type soul skills?"

"I have calculated it."

Huang Yan's eyes flashed with fanaticism.

"With the first three soul skills stacked, they can provide a three hundred percent boost to fire attribute, speed, and attack!

Add the doubling effect of this sixth soul skill...

The comprehensive boost will reach a terrifying six hundred percent!

As I am now, a full-power strike is enough to rival the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo."