Tang San Was Born of a Soul Beast-Could He Drop Spirit Rings?

Upon seeing this scene.

Although Bibi Dong's expression did not change, the way her slender, jade-white fingers tightened around her scepter revealed just how turbulent her heart truly was.

However, Bibi Dong had held a high position for many years. She was no longer the simple-minded little girl she had once been.

She quickly adjusted her expression, so no one noticed the current Pope's nearly imperceptible emotional shift.

[Tang Hao was very strong, but he was still far inferior to Qian Xunji at his peak. He once again unleashed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, but this time, the technique that had been enough to force back two Title Douluo was blocked by Qian Xunji's Angel Holy Sword. Tang Hao could only abandon defense and launch a frenzied assault, briefly fighting Qian Xunji to a standstill.]

[However, as the two Title Douluo who had been blasted away rejoined the battle, the situation was instantly reversed. In just a few exchanges, Qian Xunji caught an opening, and Tang Hao's chest was pierced straight through by the Angel Holy Sword. He was severely wounded and on the verge of death.]

Seeing this.

Quite a few people were confused. Hadn't Qian Xunji supposedly been beaten to death by Tang Hao? Why was Tang Hao the one about to die now?

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Tang Hao.

That single look gave them quite a fright.

The disheveled middle-aged man wore a ferocious expression. Clearly, the scenes on the Heavenly Screen had stirred up painful memories, making the pressure around him several times heavier.

The Spirit Hall Soul Masters nearby softened their breathing, terrified of drawing his attention and suffering collateral damage.

[Just as Spirit Hall's experts closed in, countless Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly burst from the ground, forcing everyone back. Qian Xunji watched coldly as a blue-haired woman stepped forward and tightly embraced the infant. After a brief exchange, Qian Xunji ultimately refused Ah Yin's request to trade herself for Tang Hao and the child's lives.]

[After all, Tang Hao was one of the Clear Sky Twin Stars, raised by the Clear Sky Sect with countless resources. Once he grew into a Title Douluo in the future, he would surely become a grave threat to Spirit Hall. How could Qian Xunji possibly spare such a potential enemy?]

[Left with no choice, Ah Yin ultimately chose to sacrifice herself.]

[Amid Tang Hao's heart-rending roar, a blood-red Spirit Ring quickly fused into his body. As that terrifying Life Origin flooded through him, Tang Hao's injuries not only healed, but he even broke through several ranks at once, completely entering the realm of a Title Douluo.]

[Qian Xunji's expression turned incomparably ugly. The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was gone, but he absolutely could not let the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone or Tang Hao's life escape. With a single order, nearly a hundred powerful Spirit Hall Soul Masters surged forward and launched a fierce assault.]

[But against a Title Douluo possessing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, their attacks were like fireflies competing with the moon. With a casual swing of his hammer, Tang Hao could smash any Soul Masters who failed to dodge into pulp. In merely a few dozen breaths, the two Title Douluo were sent flying backward, coughing blood.]

[Qian Xunji, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally could not remain seated. His ninth black Spirit Ring bloomed with dazzling light, while Tang Hao also showed no mercy. Ring Detonation combined with the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and the strongest moves of both sides collided violently.]

[In the end, both sides were grievously wounded. Qian Xunji was taken away by the people of Spirit Hall, while Tang Hao carried the infant, whose breathing was growing weaker and weaker, along with a Blue Silver Grass plant on the verge of withering away, and went into seclusion in a border village of the Heaven Dou Empire.]

"Aaaaargh!!! Spirit Hall, I, Tang Hao, will never rest until one of us is dead!"

Veins bulged on Tang Hao's forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and he panted heavily. There was no doubt that if the Heavenly Screen had not suppressed his cultivation, he would have already picked up the Clear Sky Hammer and begun a slaughter.

"Psychopath."

Not far away, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo had been recalling the battle they had just seen, trying to enter a state of enlightenment.

Tang Hao's sudden outburst startled them, and they could not help muttering a curse.

At the same time, they were deeply wary of Tang Hao's unfathomable strength. After all, the battle they had personally witnessed through the Heavenly Screen was far more dangerous than any written intelligence report they had read.

Over at Shrek, compared to the battle between two peak experts, another matter was clearly more worthy of their concern.

"My god, Tang San's mother was actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? And she even sacrificed herself for Tang San's father."

"So that's why His Excellency Clear Sky could possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

"Sigh, His Excellency Clear Sky was too impulsive. He was still holding an infant in his arms. Babies are so fragile—wasn't he afraid of hurting him? That infant's breathing had become much weaker than it was at the start. But since Tang San is alive and well now, he probably wasn't affected too badly."

"Wait, Xiao Wu, you weren't thinking of sacrificing yourself too, were you?" Ning Rongrong recalled Xiao Wu's tearful appearance just now. It had been almost identical to Ah Yin's expression when she sacrificed herself on the Heavenly Screen, and Ning Rongrong immediately became anxious.

"No wonder Xiao San possessed Innate Full Soul Power. So his background was this extraordinary—a hybrid of a top-tier Tool Spirit and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

Dai Mubai rubbed his chin and nodded to himself. Ma Hongjun, however, scratched the back of his head in surprise and unconsciously muttered, "So is Third Brother human or a Soul Beast? Can he drop Spirit Rings and Spirit Bones?"

"Damn it, shut up, you fat bastard." Oscar hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth.

Couldn't he see that Tang San had just learned the truth about his mother's death and was already boiling with rage?

Was he not afraid that provoking a powder keg now would make Tang San suddenly hit him with a hidden weapon?

Tang San was standing very close to Ma Hongjun. Even though Ma Hongjun had spoken quietly, Tang San still heard every word clearly.

Thus, Tang San shot Ma Hongjun a cold glare before shifting his attention toward Spirit Hall.

"Spirit Hall, you killed my mother, injured my father, and now you even covet Xiao Wu's Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone. You truly deserve death. I, Tang San, swear that Spirit Hall will one day run red with blood." Tang San gritted his teeth hatefully.

["Tang San, you have nowhere left to retreat. Why don't you surrender immediately?"]

At this moment, the scene on the right side of the Heavenly Screen had also reached its conclusion. The young Tang San had been chased to a cliff, with dozens of Tang Sect disciples in similar clothing following behind him.

Bibi Dong, Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang, and the others all frowned tightly.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the rest of the Shrek Seven Monsters looked at one another. Although they had already suspected it before, when the truth was laid bare before them, they still found it difficult to believe that this young man truly was Third Brother.

[Knowing that secretly learning the Inner Sect's ultimate arts was an unforgivable crime, the young Tang San left behind his crowning creation, Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, before intending to kill himself to atone. The elders had wanted to stop him, but Tang San pushed them back with a single palm strike. Thus, everyone could only watch helplessly as Tang San leapt from the cliff.]

Tang San himself did not know what happened afterward, so he had not expected that the two Tang Sect elders would have a conversation.

Especially after learning that the Tang Sect's First Elder had deeply regretted his death and had even wanted to name him the sole successor to the sect master's position, the corners of Tang San's mouth began trembling incessantly.

Tang Sect was his home. In his heart, receiving such importance from the sect master had been his highest honor. Thus, after watching this segment, Tang San took a long while before slowly uttering a few words: "Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?"

If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have jumped.

Tang San felt utterly stifled. He had thought all that dialogue before jumping off the cliff was meant to clear away the stain on his name.

Yet the Heavenly Screen told him that it had all been completely unnecessary. He had not needed to die at all?

Especially since the Tang Sect elders had originally wanted to stop him, only for him to push them back with one palm. That only made him look even more like a clown.

But there was nothing to be done about that. Tang San had been solitary and withdrawn in his previous life. He had lived alone in Tang Sect for so many years—how could he possibly understand worldly relationships?

[As the young Tang San fell into the abyss, the scene on his side gradually faded away.]

[Meanwhile, Tang Hao was consumed by grief, his attention entirely focused on that Blue Silver Grass plant. He had not noticed the infant, whose breathing had nearly stopped and whose heartbeat barely fluctuated.]

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Yu Xiaogang, and the others watching were all frantic with worry.

Then, in the next moment.

[As the young Tang San's scene vanished.]

[The infant, whose face had originally been ashen, suddenly opened his eyes. A dense, vicious aura radiated from his cold gaze. He slowly raised a hand, his expression dazed and confused. "I didn't die? Did I transmigrate?"]

[Ding! The first part of White World Tang San's life experience has finished playing. In 5 minutes, the life experience of Black World Tang Chuan will begin playing.]