Along the way, Oscar's peripheral vision kept drifting toward Tang San, who was walking not far ahead. After consuming the Mirror Sausage made from Tang San's blood, Oscar could easily keep pace with the two Battle Soul Masters and still appear completely at ease, but his mood was anything but relaxed.
The copied Fifth and Sixth Spirit Skills of Blue Silver Grass told him that, if he wished, he could use this extraordinary method to break through to Soul Saint cultivation with ease. The price, however, was a landscape littered with bones.
They had also heard some rumors about the Tang Sect in Star Luo territory. But when Flender and the others told him and Fatty that the Spirit Hall had fabricated and slandered Tang San, they immediately chose to believe it. After all, five years ago, once the Soul Master Competition had ended, the Spirit Hall had sent two Titled Douluo to surround and kill Tang San, who had only been a Soul Ancestor at the time.
Considering Tang San's identity as the son of the Clear Sky Douluo, it was entirely possible that the Spirit Hall had been unable to track him down and had resorted to other means to force him into submission. Yet Oscar now discovered in horror that the rumors about Tang San in Star Luo territory were very likely true. The Tang Sect might also truly be an organization that treated human lives as worthless weeds. After all, every increase in their cultivation seemed to require a landscape of bleached bones.
Tang San, walking at the very front, had his brows tightly furrowed. He had also guessed that Oscar might have discovered the secret behind his Spirit Skill. He was now hesitating over how to deal with Oscar: explain the situation directly and act