Is Tang San the Child of a Soul Beast? Can He Drop Soul Rings?

Seeing this scene.

Although Bibi Dong's expression did not change, the way her slender jade fingers kept tightening around her scepter revealed just how turbulent the current Pope's heart truly was.

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

She quickly adjusted her expression, so no one noticed the current Pope's barely perceptible 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. Seeing this, Tang Hao could only abandon defense and launch a fierce assault. He actually managed to fight Qian Xunji to a temporary standstill.]

[However, as the two Title Douluo who had been blasted away rejoined the battle, the situation was instantly reversed. In only a few exchanges, Tang Hao was caught off guard by Qian Xunji, and his chest was pierced directly by the Angel Holy Sword. He was gravely injured and on the verge of death.]

Seeing this.

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

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Tang Hao.

The sight gave them quite a fright.

The disheveled middle-aged man's expression was twisted with fury. Clearly, the scene on the Heavenly Screen had dredged up terrible memories, making the pressure around him several times more oppressive.

The Spirit Hall soul masters nearby softened their breathing, terrified that they might draw his attention and suffer 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 coldly watched the blue-haired woman step forward and tightly embrace the infant. After a brief exchange, Qian Xunji ultimately refused Ah Yin's offer to trade herself for Tang Hao and the child's lives.]

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

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

[Amid Tang Hao's heart-wrenching roar, the blood-red soul ring quickly fused into his body. With that terrifying source of life flooding through him, not only were Tang Hao's injuries 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 already gone, but he absolutely could not let the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone or Tang Hao's life escape. With a single command, nearly a hundred powerful Spirit Hall soul masters surged forward and launched a fierce attack.]

[Yet against a Title Douluo possessing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, their assault was like fireflies competing with the moon. With a casual swing of his hammer, Tang Hao could smash any soul masters too slow to evade into pulp. Within mere moments, the two Title Douluo were both sent flying backward, coughing blood.]

[Qian Xunji, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally could not remain seated. His ninth black soul ring blossomed with dazzling light, while Tang Hao held nothing back either. Ring Detonation combined with the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate art, the Great Sumeru Hammer, as the strongest attacks of both sides collided fiercely.]

[In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses. 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.]

"Ughhhh!!! Spirit Hall, I, Tang Hao, will never rest until one side is dead."

At this moment, veins bulged across Tang Hao's forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull. There was no doubt that if the Heavenly Screen had not suppressed his cultivation, he would already be wielding the Clear Sky Hammer and starting a massacre.

"What a lunatic."

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

Tang Hao's sudden outburst startled them, and they could not help cursing under their breaths.

At the same time, they felt deep apprehension toward Tang Hao's unfathomable strength. After all, the battle they had witnessed on the Heavenly Screen was far more dangerous than any written intelligence reports they had seen before.

Over at Shrek, compared to the battle between those two supreme experts, there was clearly something else that concerned them more.

"Oh my god, Tang San's mother was actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? And she 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 baby's breathing was much weaker than at the beginning, but since Tang San is alive and well now, I suppose he was not affected too badly."

"Wait, Xiao Wu, weren't you thinking of sacrificing yourself too?" Ning Rongrong remembered how Xiao Wu had cried just now, almost exactly like Ah Yin had cried while sacrificing herself on the Heavenly Screen, and immediately grew anxious.

"No wonder Xiao San possesses Innate Full Soul Power. So his background runs that deep—a hybrid of a top-tier weapon 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 muttered instinctively, "Then is Third Brother human or a soul beast? Can he drop soul rings and soul bones?"

"Damn it, Fatty, shut up." 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?

Wasn't he 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 lowered his voice, Tang San still heard every word clearly.

Thus, he shot Ma Hongjun a cold glare before shifting his attention to Spirit Hall.

"Spirit Hall, you killed my mother, injured my father, and now you even seek Xiao Wu's soul ring and soul bone. You truly deserve death. I, Tang San, swear that one day, I will make Spirit Hall bleed like a river." Tang San gritted his teeth in hatred.

["Tang San, there is no path left for you. Surrender at once."]

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

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

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the rest of the Shrek Seven Monsters exchanged glances. Although they had already suspected it earlier, seeing the truth before their eyes still left them somewhat unable to believe that this young man really was Third Brother.

[Young Tang San knew that secretly learning the inner sect's ultimate arts was an unforgivable crime. Therefore, after leaving behind his greatest creation, "Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus," he intended to commit suicide to atone for his sins. The elders had wanted to step forward and stop him, but Tang San pushed them back with one palm strike. Thus, everyone could only watch helplessly as Tang San leaped off the cliff.]

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

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

Tang Sect was his home. In his heart, receiving such importance from the sect master was the highest honor imaginable. Thus, after watching this segment, Tang San took a long while before slowly forcing out 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 spent so long building up to jumping off the cliff because he wanted to cleanse himself of disgrace.

Yet the Heavenly Screen was telling 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 send them flying back with a palm strike. That made him look even more like a clown.

Still, there was nothing he could do about it. Tang San had been solitary by nature in his previous life, living alone throughout his years in the Tang Sect. How could he possibly understand the ways of the world?

[As young Tang San fell off the cliff, the scene on his side gradually darkened.]

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

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Yu Xiaogang, and the others watching were anxious beyond measure.

Then, the very next second.

[As the scene of young Tang San disappeared.]

[The infant, whose face had originally been ashen, suddenly opened his eyes. His cold gaze radiated dense hostility as he slowly raised a hand, looking lost and confused. "I'm not dead? Did I transmigrate?"]

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