"Are you all right, Third Brother?"
Ning Rongrong asked Tang San. Although she knew he always managed to work miracles, she still worried about him.
"No problem. I rarely do anything I'm not confident about."
Tang San stood up, feeling the level forty-five power within him, and reassured Ning Rongrong.
Then, looking at Li Ke and Qin Ming, who were still unconscious, Tang San released his fourth soul skill.
Blue Silver Life-Creating Cocoon.
It could imprison a target inside a giant cocoon, wearing away and devouring their soul power and vitality.
It also had an especially domineering effect: the devoured energy could be transferred to Tang San, improving his aptitude in every respect and replenishing what he had expended.
But Tang San altered its effect this time.
He changed devouring into healing, drawing the energy for that healing from the vitality stored by his first soul skill.
In effect, he had created a recovery pod.
Although it was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, most of its energy had been squandered by the Fly King himself.
Tang San could only use his first soul skill to slowly make up the deficit.
Seeing that Tang San had grown stronger again, Qian Renxue nodded. Perhaps the day of their duel to the death would arrive soon.
"Let's head back. It's time to leave. Someone will come here to clean up afterward."
Everyone returned to the surface and breathed fresh air for the first time in what felt like ages.
Qian Renxue also released her Angel Domain, helping cleanse the filth from their bodies, inside and out.
Not long afterward, the Spirit Hall soul masters who had survived earlier came to meet them, while soul masters from Spirit Hall branches in nearby cities arrived to provide support.
After putting the town in order,