After a fit of impotent rage, Tang San's expression turned grim.
"Dad, I've decided to absorb this soul ring."
"If that's what you've decided."
Tang Hao didn't object.
He still had the same thought: he didn't necessarily know all of his son's trump cards, so he couldn't judge right from wrong, nor could he make the decision for him.
Tang San steeled himself, sat cross-legged on the spot, and released his martial soul. Then, with his mind, he guided the purple light ring to slowly approach.
He had already made many mistakes and paid many prices.
He had mistakenly trusted Yu Xiaogang, and his first two soul rings were also mistakes. If it weren't for that mysterious voice, he might have been completely cut off from Flying Immortal City and the legendary gods.
Such a massive opportunity lay before him; no matter what, he had to give it his all.
Moreover, with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Purple Demon Eyes, he might not fail.
The instant the purple spirit ring enveloped the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San's entire body shuddered violently.
A torrent of incredibly violent energy, in a brutally forceful manner, unceremoniously surged into his body, making him feel as if he'd been struck by a speeding train.
In a mere instant, his internal organs began to bleed, and his skin swelled, turning blood red.
What seeped out were no longer beads of sweat, but drops of blood.
In his sea of consciousness, his spirit was also struggling desperately, its branches and leaves trembling violently, thrashing around like wildly flailing, convulsing snake tails.
Tang San didn't know that Nangong Lingyun had put a great deal of effort into selecting this third spirit ring for him.
Both in terms of its age and its ability, it was meticulously chosen.
It was precisely beyond the boundary of his true limit, but not by too much.
However, even if it wasn't much, he would fail to absorb it one hundred percent without external help.
The Blue Silver Emperor, a plant-type martial soul whose origin had been severely damaged, and whose quality had declined to the intermediate level, was facing the Mandala Snake, a 3,490-year-old animal-type soul beast with a superior bloodline.
Furthermore, their attributes clashed, with no compatibility whatsoever.
Even if the Mysterious Heaven Skill could provide endless vitality, it would probably be unable to bridge the gap.
However, Nangong Lingyun wouldn't let him fail the absorption.
Firstly, according to Diaochan's calculations, as long as Tang San absorbed this soul ring, his Blue Silver Emperor would completely degenerate into ordinary Blue Silver Grass, with no chance of a second successful awakening.
The development and evolution capabilities of a soul ring on a martial soul depended on its attribute match and its quality relative to the martial soul.
The reverse of this was also true.
If one wanted to destroy and degrade a martial soul as much as possible, the lower the attribute match and the higher the relative quality, the better the effect.
If you're going in the wrong direction, the faster you run, the greater the price you pay.
Secondly, Tang Hao was right there. Even if the absorption failed, it wouldn't be like others who would actually explode and die; at most, a soul ring would be wasted.
In necessary situations, a Super Douluo was itself an external force.
Then there was a third reason.
This illusion allowed Nangong Lingyun to find proof that Asura God King's divine power was indeed hidden within the pure and untainted spirit.
Even if he did nothing, that filthy thing in the sky would definitely intervene, making failure impossible.
Instead, it would be better to use this opportunity to increase Flying Immortal City's credibility, making it easier to continue taking action later.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Tang San's condition was worsening. He looked like a blood-soaked man on the outside, a blood-covered drowned rat.
Besides his skin bleeding, and the speed becoming increasingly exaggerated, blood began to seep from his facial features and certain indescribable areas.
His nostrils, the corners of his eyes, his ears, his mouth, and his bursting blood vessels were almost turning him into a watering can.
Tang Hao had already summoned his spirit rings, his palm resting on his son's head, ready to interrupt at any moment. Flender and the others were also filled with tension, standing at a distance and not daring to breathe loudly.
Just when Tang San felt he couldn't hold on any longer, that he was about to completely collapse, his heart filled with fear, terror, shock, and utter despair,
a cool, refreshing aura suddenly drilled into his body from his chest.
This current gently circulated within his body, instantly sweeping away the portion of energy that exceeded his limits.
The terrifying feeling of bursting disappeared, replaced by the comfortable sensation of his body being normally strengthened.
"It's the Flying Immortal Order."
Tang San was instantly overjoyed.
He'd tested the yellow feather in the tent earlier. It was quite peculiar.
Fire couldn't burn it, water couldn't soak it, and it didn't react to soul power or mental stimulation. He couldn't even store it in his soul guide.
He'd almost given up hope, but now, it had saved his life.
The feeling of surviving a disaster made Tang San's heart thump wildly.
What excited him even more was:
It seemed that the mysterious voice, likely the one that had brought him here, hadn't completely abandoned him.
There was still hope.
Absorbing this spirit ring was extremely painful. Even with the help of the Flying Immortal Order, it took until the next morning to finally succeed, a process that lasted all night.
The morning light was already brightening when Tang San slowly opened his eyes. The immense joy made it impossible for him to control his expression.
He excitedly leaped up from the ground, throwing a wild punch into the air, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"Dad, I've obtained an invincible soul skill."
As he spoke these words, a torrent of tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.
He'd been through so much.
Abandoned by his own father, beaten up by Nangong Lingyun, constantly tricked by Yu Xiaogang, and repeatedly struck by Xiao Wu and Jerry.
Today, he could finally hold his head high.
An ultra-limit soul ring, coupled with that long-desired powerful control skill, along with his hidden weapons and the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record…
Tsk tsk, besides Nangong Lingyun...
Who else? Just tell me, who else?
Seeing his son so excited, Tang Hao's interest was piqued. "What skill?"
"Dad, wait a moment, I'll show you."
"Big Brother Dai, are you awake?"
Tang San rushed into the tent, shouting loudly.
For the unveiling of a divine skill, a sufficiently weighty stepping stone was needed. Just the White Tiger and the Star Luo Prince would be excellent.
However, before they found Dai Mubai, he encountered a fatso.
Ma Hongjun had already heard the conversation outside and immediately patted his chest, declaring heroically, "Want to test your soul skill? Third Brother, I'll help you."
Tang San was taken aback, and then his mouth twitched violently.
Fire-type attributes were the natural enemy of plant-type spirits. And Fatty wasn't just any fire-type; he possessed the Evil Fire Phoenix, a spirit nearing the super spirit stage.
Wasn't testing his spirit skills with him just asking for trouble?
The experience of being repeatedly blasted to pieces during the Flying Immortal Trial was still fresh in his memory, as if he were still experiencing it.
Two minutes later, on a flat piece of ground,
Tang San and Dai Mubai stood twenty meters apart, each summoning their spirits and glaring at each other.
Around them, Flender, Zhao Wuji, Tang Hao, and others formed a circle, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.
"Begin!"
After Oscar gave the order, the three of them immediately shouted with great excitement, "Blue Silver Binding!"
Several blue silver grasses with black and powder-colored double stripes immediately flew forward, about to bind Dai Mubai.
At this moment, the White Tiger spirit soul released blades from its claws, swinging them forward with force.
Ten silver lights crisscrossed in the air, instantly severing those blue silver grasses, which then turned into powder and dissipated before falling to the ground.
The air suddenly became silent.
Everyone's expressions froze on their faces, unsure of how to react.
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