Shrugging, Xiao Yan said noncommittally, "Long time no see, Tang San."
Upon receiving Xiao Yan's affirmation, Tang San's expression showed a rare look of surprise.
"From having only level one Innate Soul Power to now having four rings, what have you gone through?" Tang San asked.
Xiao Yan changed the subject, asking in return, "Where's that Blue Silver Grass from before? Why are you all using a hammer today? Or do you yourself look down on the Trash Martial Soul that Su Yuntao once spoke of?"
Xiao Yan was once mocked as a waste by Tang San.
Now that he had been countered, Tang San felt terrible, but he remained indifferent and even said calmly, "How about we wipe the slate clean?"
Xiao Yan was somewhat surprised; could Tang San really say something like that?
He was only eight years old when this guy could kill with the same indifference as drinking water; now he wants to wipe the slate clean?
"You're scared!" Xiao Yan said.
Once, at the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City, Xiao Yan spared Tang San because of Tang Hao's kindness in giving him a small amount of rice.
Faced with Tang San's threat, Xiao Yan once said that he would definitely kill Tang San!
"Showing off one's talent isn't a good thing, and life isn't just about birth and death." Tang San surprisingly uttered some very philosophical words, calmly explaining his thoughts.
"I once tried to kill you, but you later humiliated me in return. Let's call it even, and have each other's debts."
"What have you been through? How could these words come out of your mouth? Shouldn't you have just tried to kill me without saying a word, then used all sorts of methods, including poisoning me?" Xiao Yan curled his lip, his words still cold.
Tang San pointed towards the crowd in the direction of the palace, and as his gaze spread, Xiao Yan saw many people.
Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, a guy with peach blossom eyes, a chubby little boy.
Ning Rongrong.
A hot catwoman.
And Old Yu's rival, Yu Xiaogang.
A middle-aged man who looks like an owl.
"They showed me that life can be wonderful in a different way. Whether you believe it or not, I have really changed a lot in the past few years. I have regretted killing you back then, and even abandoned my vow to take revenge on you." Tang San pointed to his companions one by one and told Xiao Yan, wanting to end the enmity between the two.
Xiao Yan stared intently at Tang San without saying a word.
"I've already taken a step back, are you still not satisfied?" Tang San said.
Xiao Yan scratched his head, amused, and said, "You know what I hate most about you is your self-important attitude? What's the difference between all that you said and just farting? You've changed a lot; you're willing to reconcile."
"But I was the one who almost died back then, so why are you acting like you're the victim?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression turned cold.
Xiao Yan wasn't going to say anything more.
The Second Soul Ring lit up instantly, its dazzling starlight shimmering with a purple hue, like a meteorite in full bloom.
Second Soul Skill: Slaughter the Sun, Burn the Heavens!
As the rubble beneath Tang San's feet exploded, a column of magma rose out of nowhere, a pillar of fire reaching the sky. The ultimate power of fire reached its peak during the chanting, and the terrifying high temperature exploded like a Lie Yan flower.
"It was this Soul Skill that directly broke my Gale's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes. The temperature was even higher than that of a volcano, something that no human could possibly unleash. This guy's Second Soul Skill of a thousand years is truly terrifying!" Feng Xiaotian had a deep memory of Slaughter the Sun, Burn the Heavens, as he had been defeated by this very attack.
"It's just Dao Fire, Little San should be able to dodge it, right?" Dai Mubai said, frowning.
The current situation is different from Feng Xiaotian's back then. Tang San is not bound by other powers and Soul Skill and is able to dodge them immediately.
Tang San dodged the Lie Yan from below at the first moment. As the terrifying lava shot into the sky, he suddenly felt a heat on his forehead. When he looked up, he was shocked to see a pillar of fire coming from above.
The same pillar of fire came from the sky, from behind, from the front, and from six different directions!
Tang San is in dire straits.
The terrifying pillar of fiery magma nearly filled him; half of the sphere was filled with magma, leaving him nowhere to hide.
"Damn it, this flame is even stronger than my Phoenix Flame. Third Brother is wrapped up like a dumpling; he'll be half-dead even if he doesn't die, and he might even be disfigured when he comes out. Xiao Wu will be heartbroken then." The fat man shrank his neck, feeling like he was about to be slapped by Barbie Q.
Xiao Wu stared blankly.
Ning Rongrong suddenly realized that Xiao Wu wasn't just staring at Tang San; her gaze was also mostly fixed on Xiao Yan.
"Don't worry, Third Brother should be fine. He still has a trump card," Ning Rongrong comforted him.
Xiao Wu shook her head, looking at Xiao Yan with a puzzled expression.
Attracted by that gaze, Xiao Yan suddenly turned around and met Xiao Wu's eyes. The latter abruptly lowered her head.
Xiao Yan was puzzled. "Why does this girl seem afraid to acknowledge me when she hears my name?"
"Take care of Tang San first, then go find Xiao Wu!" Xiao Yan turned his gaze back to the fireball enveloping Tang San, lava splashing onto the ground and flowing down the steps like a volcano.
The six magma columns continued to spew magma from the Void.
However, the size of the fireball did not increase.
Just as Xiao Yan frowned, the fireball began to shrink, and a small portion of the Lie Yan within it seemed to disappear!
"Um!?"
Suddenly, a powerful energy surge exploded from the center of the fireball.
A lithe figure leaped out, eight spider-leg-like spears piercing the thick stone bricks behind him. Tang San's body was suspended in mid-air, his upper garment turning to dust.
Tang San glanced at the Eight Spider Lances behind him, feeling somewhat relieved. The spider legs, scorched red by the flames, were glowing crimson, and the branches that had attracted some of the flames emitted a burnt smell.
"Such terrifying flames, even the Eight Spider Lances can't absorb them."
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes. Tang San's ability to break through the Second Soul Skill was within his expectations, but the way he did it was beyond his expectations.
No Soul Skill was used.
The Soul Bone Skill doesn't seem like it either.
It's even less likely that Self-Created Soul Skill would conjure spider legs from behind the body.
"You're quite fortunate too. You've obtained External Soul Bone, a chance second only to Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring," Xiao Yan said.
External Soul Bone, and it seems to be a highly compatible one.
Tang San took a slow step, the Eight Spider Lances seemingly becoming his legs, incredibly agile while exuding a sharp aura.
He said nothing more, holding the Clear Sky Hammer, with the Eight Spider Lances behind him acting as a springboard, making his speed soar, and he arrived in front of Xiao Yan in an instant.
Third Soul Skill: Clear Sky's Ten Thousand Jin!
A terrifying phantom image of the Clear Sky Hammer shattered the Void.
A terrifying hammer-shaped object with a radius of ten meters crashed down like a meteor, stirring up thick dust and trapping Xiao Yan's body within this heavenly prison.
(End of this chapter)