Therefore, Ning Rongrong poured out all her remaining Soul Power.
She intended to cast Soul Power Amplification on Tang San.
She judged that Tang San must be running low on Soul Power, and what he needed most now was amplification.
As she cast it, she felt the Soul Power within her body responding effortlessly, flowing smoothly.
Yes, smooth as silk.
It allowed her to maximize the amplification effect with perfect ease.
Ning Rongrong assumed it was due to her daily training in Distraction Control—she had achieved a breakthrough, producing the greatest effect with minimal Soul Power.
"Spiderweb Restraint!"
Tang San felt puzzled. Why was Ning Rongrong's amplification so powerful?
Had she abandoned amplifying the others and focused solely on him?
That must be it.
The Mystic Heaven Skill energy within him recovered rapidly, and he immediately unleashed his Third Soul Skill, Spiderweb Restraint.
Once again, Yu Tianheng was tightly ensnared.
The Spiderweb Restraint, derived from the Man-faced Demon Spider's Third Soul Skill, was incredibly resilient.
And laced with the poison Tang San had released.
Once bound, Yu Tianheng felt his Soul Power draining rapidly.
But he was not one to surrender easily.
With Ye Lingling's white healing light continuously falling upon him,
Yu Tianheng summoned his indomitable will, channeling all his remaining Soul Power into Lightning Power.
Yu Tianheng erupted in one final burst.
The Blue Silver Grass entanglements and spiderwebs around him shattered completely.
At the same time, he leaped forward, his Dragon Arm smashing violently into Tang San's body.
Tang San was stunned.
He hadn't expected Yu Tianheng's explosive power to be this overwhelming—even poisoned by the Man-faced Demon Spider, he had broken free from the Spiderweb Restraint.
And launched an even fiercer Lightning Power attack.
"Guh—!"
Yu Tianheng's full-force strike sent Tang San coughing up blood repeatedly.
The Mystic Heaven Skill circulated frantically within him as he moved in bizarre steps across the Soul Duel Stage, continuously dispersing Yu Tianheng's assault.
Dugu Yan, seeing Yu Tianheng display such divine might and send Tang San flying, was overjoyed and prepared to coordinate with him to end the battle.
But the next moment, she realized something was wrong.
Yu Tianheng collapsed powerlessly onto the ground, his body horrifically swollen.
His face was also tinged with a violet glow—a clear sign of poisoning, and a severe one at that.
Ye Lingling, Oslo, and Yu Feng all tensely turned their gazes toward Yu Tianheng. His injuries seemed life-threatening.
"We concede!"
Qin Ming, observing from below, was experienced.
He immediately recognized Yu Tianheng's dire state.
If the fight continued, Yu Tianheng would likely die.
He felt deep dissatisfaction toward Tang San—how could he resort to lethal measures?
Before the match, he had explicitly instructed Yu Tianheng and the others not to use deadly force.
Thus, even though Yu Tianheng had severely injured Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu, those wounds were not fatal.
But the poison in Yu Tianheng was lethal.
Tang San's eyes were cold. He had heard Qin Ming's voice.
But his fury over Xiao Wu's injuries had not yet fully subsided.
His hatred for Yu Tianheng burned fiercely—he wanted him to suffer longer and had no intention of detoxifying him now.
Tang San pointed at Ye Lingling.
"Heal Xiao Wu!"
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. His mind was fixated solely on Xiao Wu—everything else came second.
Ye Leng Leng held a pink Nine Heart Begonia Flower in her right hand, white healing petals continuously falling upon Yu Tianheng.
Yet, the light did nothing to alleviate the poison ravaging his body.
"Treat our captain first, his life is in danger!"
Ye Lingling urgently pleaded.
Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and Dugu Yan all gathered around Yu Tianheng, glaring furiously at Tang San.
"Xiao San, detoxify Yu Tianheng now!"
At that moment, Grandmaster also arrived beside the Soul Duel Stage.
Yu Tianheng was his nephew, and the poison was indeed severe.
He was puzzled—though Tang San's Martial Soul possessed these three toxins, they shouldn't have been this lethal. How had Tianheng been poisoned so gravely?
Yu Tianheng's body convulsed twice more, as if enduring unbearable agony.
And just then, the Core Pearl within Dugu Yan's body rotated faintly once more—though no one noticed.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed across the Soul Duel Stage.
A figure crackling with lightning descended onto the platform.
Yu Luomian's eyes blazed with furious electricity.
"Detoxify him now! If he dies, you'll pay with your life!"
His voice thundered through the entire Great Soul Arena, leaving no doubt of his wrath.
Yu Xiaogang leaped onto the stage in a flash.
"Second Uncle, calm down! Xiao San, what are you waiting for? Hurry and detoxify Tianheng!"
Yu Xiaogang scolded.
Tang San was momentarily stunned by Yu Luomian's sudden appearance. His eyes flashed with killing intent, and he nearly lashed out recklessly.
But upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, he snapped back to reality, his fury gradually subsiding.
The Blue Silver Grass in his hand shot out, swiftly coiling around Yu Tianheng.
The thorns on the grass pierced into Yu Tianheng's arm, attempting to draw out the toxins.
Yet, to his horror, Tang San realized the poison had already invaded Yu Tianheng's heart meridians, completely merging with his heart, blood vessels, and entire body.
Yu Tianheng's breathing was faint—he was on the verge of death.
Tang San's face paled. "Impossible! His lightning power should resist poison—how could this happen?"
Panic set in.
Yu Tianheng was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, and a powerhouse from the same clan stood nearby.
If he died here, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Tang San had only wanted to teach Yu Tianheng a lesson, not kill him.
"Clan Leader Dugu, please save Tianheng!"
Seeing Tang San's expression, Yu Luomian knew he couldn't rely on him anymore.
He had no time to hold Tang San accountable—his only hope was Dugu Shuo.
He flung Tang San aside and supported Yu Tianheng, preparing to channel his own Lightning Power into him to combat the poison.
But the next moment, he froze.
Yu Tianheng's breath had ceased entirely.
Dugu Shuo had already rushed down from the private booth, but before he could arrive, Yu Tianheng had died—beyond saving.
The swollen, rotting patches on Yu Tianheng's body worsened, disfiguring him beyond recognition in mere moments.
A thick, putrid stench spread across the entire stage.
Yu Tianheng was dead!
Everyone was stunned.
The representatives of the six factions in the private booths, who had been watching the spectacle, now realized the gravity of the situation.
The members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy team, along with Qin Ming, stood frozen.
Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Zhao Wuji were equally dumbfounded.
Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were all aghast.
This… this…
"Tianheng…"
Yu Luomian's face twitched uncontrollably—the family's most talented genius had died right before his eyes.
How could he ever explain this to his elder brother?
"You will die!"
Yu Luomian's voice was hoarse as he rose to his feet.
"Second Uncle, no!"
"Clan Leader Yu, this is the Soul Duel Stage. For a Soul Master to die on the Soul Duel Stage is his greatest honor."
"No faction may seek revenge for deaths that occur on the Soul Duel Stage. This is an unspoken rule observed by all major clans, and a regulation all Soul Masters must abide by."
Flender froze momentarily, but seeing Yu Luomian's movements, he immediately reacted.
He stepped forward to shield Tang San, his voice low and solemn.
He had no choice but to intervene and protect Tang San.
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