Eastern Sovereign Taiyi! Bibi Dong's Shock! Tang San's Current Situation!

Destruction.

Reconstruction.

Destruction.

Reconstruction.

A mysterious and agonizing cycle played out within Tang Shuo's body.

Every inch of flesh and every bone in his body was repeatedly tempered through this ultimate destruction and rebirth, receiving unprecedented strengthening.

Time passed second by second.

The ink-black poison in the black iron bathtub visibly faded in color.

Finally.

When the last trace of poison seeped into his body through his pores and was completely refined by the Sun True Fire.

Tang Shuo's legs had already been tempered into a deep, ink-jade hue.

Myriad-Poison Fiend Legs.

Minor success!

And at that very moment.

Boom—!!!

The majestic phantom of Eastern Sovereign Taiyi behind Tang Shuo suddenly erupted with brilliant golden light more than ten times stronger than before!

A visible pillar of golden light shot up from the dormitory's rear courtyard, tearing through the clouds and piercing the heavens!

A vast and majestic aura swept in all directions like a tsunami, instantly enveloping the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Academy!

Education Committee, chief's office.

The three white-haired elders had been seated around a table drinking tea when their expressions abruptly changed, and they all rose to their feet.

"This direction... is the student dormitory area?"

"Such... such a terrifying martial soul aura! I have only felt this pressure in His Majesty's presence!"

"No! It is more ancient and more sacred than His Majesty's pressure! What... what level of martial soul is this?"

One of the elders hurried to the window. As he watched the golden pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth, his clouded eyes were filled with shock.

"Something seen only once in a century? No... that's not right!"

"This is a god-grade martial soul that might not appear even once in a thousand years!"

Elsewhere, in the dormitory's rear courtyard.

The golden light faded, and the divine phantom vanished.

At that moment, Tang Shuo's soul power broke through its bottleneck.

Level twenty-five.

Level twenty-six!

It only gradually came to a stop at the peak of level twenty-six.

Meanwhile, Ye Lengleng, who had been treating him, was in far from good condition.

She was only a level thirty-two Soul Venerable. Maintaining the Nine-Heart Begonia for high-intensity healing over such a long period had already completely drained both her soul power and physical strength.

At this moment, fragrant sweat covered her entire body, soaking through her clothes and outlining her graceful curves.

Her pretty face was as pale as paper, completely devoid of color.

The powerful shockwave that erupted during Tang Shuo's breakthrough became the final straw.

"Ah..."

Ye Lengleng let out a soft cry. Her delicate body went limp, and she was directly knocked to the ground.

She panted heavily, her chest rising and falling violently. She no longer even had the strength to stand.

Splash!

Water splashed.

Tang Shuo stepped out of the bathtub, casually grabbed a robe from nearby and pulled it on, then quickly walked over to Ye Lengleng.

He crouched down and only sighed in relief after confirming that Ye Lengleng had merely exhausted herself and was not seriously harmed.

Then, without further thought, he stretched out his arms and scooped the limp Ye Lengleng up in a bridal carry.

She was astonishingly soft and warm in his arms.

The unique fragrance of a young girl rushed into his nose, mixed with a trace of sweat. Yet it was not unpleasant in the slightest; rather, it smelled quite nice.

Tang Shuo carried her and turned back toward the dormitory room.

He gently laid Ye Lengleng on his neat bed.

Looking at her exhausted, pale sleeping face, Tang Shuo's gaze softened somewhat.

"You worked hard, Sister Lengleng."

He spoke softly.

"I will remember this favor."

"If you ever need me, Tang Shuo, I will never refuse."

At the same time.

Heaven Dou Palace, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Inside the study, a handsome young man dressed in luxurious crown prince's robes stood by the window.

He was Xue Qinghe, crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Of course.

He was also Qian Renxue, the disguised daughter of Spirit Hall's pope.

She gazed toward Heaven Dou Imperial Academy from afar. Although the soaring golden pillar had already dissipated, its lingering pressure still made her heart tremble.

"What an overbearing martial soul aura..."

A strange glint flashed through Qian Renxue's golden eyes.

"I thought that, aside from that old poison freak, no one in Heaven Dou City was worth noticing."

"I never expected the academy to be hiding such a person."

She spoke toward an empty corner of the study.

"Snake Spear."

A tall, thin figure silently appeared like a ghost and knelt on one knee.

Titled Douluo, Snake Spear.

"Your Highness."

"Investigate the source of that terrifying light at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy as quickly as possible!"

"I want all the information on that person."

"Everything he has done since entering the academy, everyone he has contacted, and... all of his preferences."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Qian Renxue turned around.

"Remember, I want absolute thoroughness. Do not overlook even the slightest clue."

"A person like this must be brought under my command."

Snake Spear Douluo's figure merged into the shadows once more and silently departed.

The study returned to silence.

Spirit Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong sat upon her throne.

Suddenly, she paused.

Her beautiful eyes pierced through the dome of the holy hall and looked toward distant Heaven Dou City.

A fleeting aura that made even her heart tremble had appeared there.

"What a powerful martial soul."

Bibi Dong murmured, with a rare note of surprise in her voice.

"Just its aura alone can suppress an entire region of heaven and earth."

At the same moment.

Deep within the distant sea stood an isolated island.

Sea God Island.

High Priest Bo Saixi stood barefoot by the shore, allowing the waves to gently brush against her ankles.

Without warning, the sky was torn open by a black rift. A chaotic aura spilled out, only to be smoothed away in an instant by the soaring golden light.

Bo Saixi raised her head, her peerlessly beautiful face filled with shock.

This power...

It tore through space and stirred chaos.

It even transcended the Divine Realm.

"Just... who is it?"

Star Dou Great Forest.

"Ha!"

Tang San shouted as Blue Silver Grass, tough as chains, tightly bound the huge Man-Faced Demon Spider struggling before him.

He had already reached level thirty.

This was the third soul ring he had chosen for himself.

The Man-Faced Demon Spider let out a shrill screech. Its eight spider legs thrashed wildly as it tried to sever the restraints around its body.

Tang San's face was pale as he pushed his soul power to its limit.

Finally, the Man-Faced Demon Spider's struggles gradually weakened. It collapsed onto the ground, its life extinguished.

A purple thousand-year soul ring slowly rose.

Tang San sighed in relief, sat down cross-legged, and began absorbing it.

The process was painful and lengthy.

But when he opened his eyes again, an agonizing pain like shattering bones came from his back.

"Ah—!"

Eight deep-purple spider legs suddenly tore through the flesh of his back and unfolded.

External soul bone, Eight Spider Lances.

"Little San!"

Dai Mubai and Oscar hurried over.

"Are you all right?"

Tang San shook his head, enduring the intense pain as he stood up and felt the surging power within his body.

"I'm fine."

Oscar looked at the savage, domineering Eight Spider Lances and could not help but marvel.

"Third Brother, your strength... has practically exploded!"