Whoever It Is, They Have Chosen Death!

"Godmother!"

Xiao Wu burst into tears.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string, pattering onto the ground.

"Big Sausage!"

"Hurry up and stuff them in!"

Oscar panicked and frantically tried to do something.

His hands were shaking like leaves.

They desperately stuffed the newly made Recovery Sausage into each other's mouths.

The two people lying in the pool of blood were already unconscious.

His clenched teeth were as hard as steel.

The sausage was stuck between my lips and teeth, and I couldn't push it in even half a millimeter.

Oily meat juices mixed with dark Purple blood clots spilled all over the floor.

"Depend on!"

"I can't swallow it!"

"His jaw is clenched tighter than the Heaven Dou City, how can he eat?!"

Oscar's eyes reddened with anxiety.

He started swearing loudly.

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot.

The anger in his chest made him feel like he was about to explode.

He turned around.

It unleashed a violent storm of Evil Fire.

With his thick arm outstretched into a full moon, he slammed his fist heavily into a white jade pillar more than two meters tall beside him.

Stone fragments flew everywhere!

The solid stone pillar was smashed into countless fragments.

Dust and stone chips flew everywhere.

"Fatty!"

"Stop smashing!"

"Can't we save our energy?"

Oscar yelled at the top of his lungs.

"I can't stand not smashing this stone pillar!" Ma Hongjun roared, his Evil Fire rising uncontrollably.

"Who on earth injured Erlong like this!" Dai Mubai's muscles bulged, golden White Tiger Soul Power surged wildly beneath his skin, and his eyes revealed a fierce light.

A deep, hoarse tiger roar escaped from deep within its throat.

The vibrations caused the surrounding air to buzz.

"And where is the dean?!" Ma Hongjun roared again.

"Shut up, all of you."

A voice devoid of any warmth suddenly rang out.

Tang San slowly stood up.

Those eyes, which were originally clear and distinct,

At this moment, an extremely deep and piercing purple aura surged from the depths.

The Purple Demon Eye was activated to its fullest extent.

A cold, purple light flickered within its eye sockets, utterly eerie.

This moment.

There was no sadness on his face.

There was no hysterical roaring.

All that remained was an extremely cold and murderous aura that chilled one to the bone.

A chilling killing intent surged from every pore of his body.

Even Xiao Wu, who was standing to the side, shivered from the chill.

Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

My brother... is angry.

This is absolutely a sign of completely losing one's mind.

Xiao Wu knew better than anyone else.

The last time Tang San showed this look was...

This happened when Er Ming had captured her.

At that time, all he saw was pure destruction.

"Boss Dai, Fatty, carry the teacher and Erlong into the underground secret room."

"I will use the academy's best medicine to keep them alive."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance.

The two men swallowed their anger and dared not hesitate for a moment.

They carefully bent down, avoiding the deep, bone-revealing wounds on Liu Erlong's body, and gently helped the two elders up.

Xiao Wu wiped away her tears.

He jogged close behind.

They were afraid that Teacher Erlong might die halfway there.

Tang San stood alone in the same spot.

The raging wind whipped his hair, obscuring half of his cold, aloof face.

He lowered his head slightly.

He stared at the bloody finger mark on his forearm.

Those were marks that Liu Erlong had carved into his flesh with the last of his life force and strength before he lost consciousness.

The thick, fresh blood had long since dried and congealed, turning into a shocking dark red.

"Sunset Forest..."

Tang San parted his thin, cold lips slightly and uttered these four words.

Of all the people in the world, only he truly knows the truth.

Why did Teacher Erlong, Dean Flender, and their teacher Yu Xiaogang suddenly go to Sunset Forest?

That's because the location of that strange poisonous barrier was exactly where Shrek accidentally discovered it while they Soul Hunting in Sunset Forest.

He personally compiled the route map and handed it to the teacher.

He originally just wanted the three elders who possessed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill to help him go and investigate the situation.

But to my utter surprise,

This trip turned into a devastating trap.

What terrifying entity lies hidden deep within that seemingly peaceful poisonous barrier?

It can make a level 78 Soul Sage burn their bloodline to escape.

It can cripple a level 29 Grandmaster, destroying all their meridians.

What about Dean Flender, who never returned?

His fate was predictable... he's probably already... dead.

When you trace this chain of cause and effect, half of it actually comes down to him.

Guilt and rage intertwined, almost tearing his chest apart.

Several cold Tang Sect Hidden Weapons silently slipped out from his palm.

His long, nimble fingers twirled nimbly, radiating a chilling glint.

You harmed my closest elders, destroyed my very foundation, and killed my Soul Engineer!

No matter who the other party is.

No matter how powerful or influential the other party may be.

Before the ironclad rules of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, this was nothing less than a path to certain death!

No matter what Titled Douluo you are.

I don't care what kind of reclusive old monster you are.

As long as it hurts the people I, Tang San, care about.

I will slay gods and Buddhas alike!

If the King of Hell wants you dead at midnight, who can keep you alive until dawn?

Tang San suddenly turned around.

He crushed the blue bricks beneath his feet.

The purple light in his eyes was as sharp as the edge of the sharpest knife.

"I, Tang San, will make those who injured them pay with their lives for this blood debt!"

The secret underground chamber of the Blue Tyrant Academy.

The massive iron gate, weighing over a thousand pounds, was slammed shut with a heavy, grating creak.

The dim light slanted across the rough stone wall.

This made the air in the enclosed room feel even more oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

On the cold stone bed, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong lay side by side.

Even after initial washing, the stench of blood on his body remained strong and lingered.

Oscar was holding a bowl of murky liquid.

He pinched Yu Xiaogang's chin and painstakingly fed the medicine into Yu Xiaogang's mouth little by little.

Oscar was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes. "No, these medicines are completely useless!" His voice was trembling.

Even the intense pain from the shattered meridians caused Yu Xiaogang, who was in a coma, to convulse violently from time to time, with his whole body spasming.

Liu Erlong, standing to the side, was in an even worse situation.

Her once jet-black and lustrous hair had now turned a blindingly white, scattered messily across the stone bed.

Her once rosy skin has become dry and aged.

The vitality within him was like a leaky bucket, slowly but irreversibly draining away.

"The Little San."

"This... this really will work?!"

Dai Mubai guard by the stone bed, his face extremely grim.

"These medications can only keep the patient alive."

"This is purely treating the symptoms, not the root cause!"

"The Grandmaster's meridians were all shattered into dust."

"A large gash appeared in his dantian."

Even if I'm lucky enough to wake up... I'll probably be a complete cripple for the rest of my life!

Ma Hongjun's eyes were red.

That's fucking ruthless!

"The person who did this is utterly inhuman!"

"To destroy a person who values Martial Soul Theory as much as life itself."

"This is a million times more unbearable than killing the Grandmaster on the spot!"

"Elder brother."

"You have a way, don't you?!"

Xiao Wu clung tightly to Tang San's sleeve, her voice thick with sobs, tears streaming down her face.

"You know so many strange herbs, you must have a way to save your godmother and the Grandmaster."

"Is that right? Say something, bro!"

All eyes in the secret room were fixed on Tang San.

That was the last hope.

Tang San stood before the stone bed, like a cold statue.

He slowly stretched out his hands, his fingertips covered with an extremely faint white light.

That was the purest and most authentic Mysterious Heaven Skill internal energy.

He gently pressed his hand on Yu Xiaogang's sunken chest.

Internal energy, like threads, was continuously channeled in.

They carefully wrapped up Yu Xiaogang's remaining internal organs, protecting his last remaining heart meridian.

"It can be cured."

Tang San spoke in a clear, cold voice. "There is no dead end in this world."

"If the meridians are severed, then use the immortal Immortal Herb that restores them to their original state."

"If the blood vessels are depleted, then replenish them with a miraculous medicine to replenish qi."

"As long as I, Tang San, have a breath left, Yama will never take anyone away from me."

At this point, Tang San's eyes hardened; he had to find the immortal Immortal Herb.