The murderous aura lingering from the night before slowly dissipated in the secluded mountain valley. Morning light pierced through layers of dense forest, illuminating the bloodstained rocks and debris scattered across the ground.
After a night of hellish training that had been nearly self-destructive, Tang San forcibly broke through his restraints and firmly entered the realm of a level forty-three assault-type Soul Ancestor. His Asura origin had been thoroughly refined, his flesh, tendons, and bones completely remade, and his strength had surged severalfold. The obsession and desire for revenge in his heart swelled to their utmost limit as well.
He restrained the violent murderous aura around him and prepared to leave the secluded valley and return to Shrek Academy. He intended to conceal his vastly increased strength, wait for an opportunity to crush Lin Chen, and wash away every humiliation he had suffered.
He still could not discern Lin Chen's true cultivation. He could only sense that the other man's aura was calm and unremarkable, so he concluded that Lin Chen had grown complacent and stagnated in his cultivation. He believed Lin Chen merely stood where he was because of some baseless stroke of fortune, and had long since been silently surpassed by himself, who had trained so desperately.
But the instant he stepped beyond the valley's barrier, an overwhelming, icy killing intent locked down the entire forest.
Five figures shrouded in dark, sinister aura emerged from the woods and encircled him. Their presences were frigid, their killing intent grim. The leader wore the standard black robes of Spirit Hall's covert division, and his Soul Power had reached the level of a sixty-seventh-level Soul Emperor. The four followers behind him were all Soul King experts above level fifty.
An ambush of elite forces—a certain-kill dead end!
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