The White Curse, Tang San: "Will I never be free of the White Curse?"

As Tang San absorbed the Soul Ring, his brow suddenly furrowed.

"What's going on? Why did the Soul Power fluctuations suddenly weaken?"

Tang San had a bad feeling. Could Soul Ring Mutation be happening to him again?

He was on tenterhooks, and even his breathing grew unsteady as he absorbed the Soul Ring. He nearly failed.

"Forget it. I'll finish absorbing it first..."

Tang San gritted his teeth and continued, because once he had started, he couldn't stop.

If he failed, never mind Soul Ring Mutation-he might end up with an empty Soul Ring slot and no Soul Ring at all.

Time passed quickly, and half a day went by in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Tang San finished absorbing it, he eagerly released the Soul Ring to inspect it.

But a white Soul Ring rose above his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, and a bolt from the blue exploded in Tang San's mind.

"That's impossible-"

"What's wrong, Little San?"

Hearing the commotion, Gangzi opened his eyes with a show of concern. When he saw that Tang San had finished absorbing the ring, as well as the white Soul Ring itself, his expression turned deadly serious.

"Teacher... I... What on earth is going on?"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull as he stared fixedly at Yu Xiaogang. His gaze seemed to say, This is the method you taught me?

"Little San, don't panic!"

"This has gone beyond my expectations. I didn't think your condition was so severe. It seems my method won't work!"

Gangzi sighed heavily, a look of shame appearing on his face.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Just then, Flender and Zhao Wuji also came rushing over at the sound, with the Shrek students following behind them.

When they saw