Chapter 117: Seizing Tang San's Opportunity
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Gu Rong felt the Soul Power in his body breaking through to level 97, and the Bone Dragon Martial Soul's clearer control over spatial perception.
A rather satisfied expression appeared on his face.
"Haha, I actually managed to Rank seventeenth, not bad, not bad!"
Gu Rong laughed.
Although he said he was satisfied, he knew it clearly in his heart.
He was well aware that he could be in this position.
On one hand, it was because his strength had improved after receiving the heavenly curtain reward last time.
On the other hand, it was probably because the monsters ahead were too abnormal.
This made his "solid" defense and special spatial abilities stand out more.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, holding his Seven Kill Sword, uncharacteristically showed a hint of a smile and said, "Congratulations, Old Bones, it seems your hard bones are quite favored by the heavenly curtain."
Ning Fengzhi also let out a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on his face: "It is truly the fortune of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School that Uncle Bone made it onto the list!"
"With this ranking, our Sect's position will be even more stable in the future."
He mused in his heart.
Uncle Bone's strength has improved, and the Sect's defensive foundation is even stronger.
They were all very clear... this ranking was already quite good.
Facing the many Enforcers of Spirit Hall, and the unfathomable Big Dipper Academy, which unknown number of powerhouses would make it onto the list.
It was already not easy for Bone Douluo to Rank seventeenth.
Spirit Hall, Hall of Worship.
Thousand Jun Douluo and Light Feather Douluo looked at Gu Rong ranked seventeenth.
Their faces were so gloomy they almost dripped water.
"That Old Bones Gu Rong is just relying on his thick defense and that bit of spatial ability!"
Thousand Jun Douluo's tone was full of indignation, "If it comes to direct offensive combat, how could he be a match for my Coiling Dragon Rod!"
Light Feather Douluo also snorted coldly: "If it weren't for him somehow getting lucky last time, receiving a heavenly curtain reward, his strength improving, and his spatial control becoming stronger."
"With his previous strength, how could he Rank before us?"
They were extremely unwilling in their hearts!
They believed Gu Rong had taken advantage of his "special nature" and "early rewards."
If it were based on attack power and direct combat ability.
They were confident they were not weaker than Gu Rong, perhaps even stronger.
Qian Daoliu saw their dissatisfaction but did not try to appease them.
He merely said indifferently: "The ranking list has its own evaluation standards; defense, space, and support are all part of strength."
"Instead of complaining, it's better to think about how to improve yourself. True powerhouses are not limited to one aspect."
His words made Qian Jun and Light Feather's hearts tremble.
Although still unconvinced, they could only suppress their anger and turn their gaze back to the heavenly curtain.
They wanted to see who exactly was ranked higher!
And what Rank would Bibi Dong achieve?
The eyes of the entire continent followed the golden light as it continued to rise.
Towards the soon-to-be-revealed sixteenth place!
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
Nuoding City.
In the hidden cave behind Saint Spirit Village.
Tang Hao, like a tattered sack, fell heavily onto the cold ground, kicking up some dust.
He didn't even have the strength to stand.
"Cough, cough!"
He could only lean against the rock wall, gasping for breath.
Each breath pulled at the tearing pain throughout his body, bringing out more blood foam.
He struggled to look within himself, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
His Meridians were broken inch by inch.
Soul Power was scattered and chaotic within them.
It could not be condensed at all.
The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, originally as solid as a mountain, was now dim and lusterless.
The hammer body was covered with fine cracks, as if it would completely shatter with a light touch.
Most terrifying was his life Origin, like a candle in the wind, flickering precariously.
It was enveloped by a layer of dead, withered aura.
That was the result of the Myriad Demon King's Soul Power erosion and the Ring Explosion backlash, acting in conjunction.
His Soul Power Rank.
Had plummeted from the level 96 he had barely reached with the help of the heavenly curtain reward.
To the Soul Saint Realm.
And it was still slowly draining and falling.
The old injuries that had accumulated for many years completely erupted under this devastating impact, like a dam collapsing and a flood raging.
Tang Hao gasped like a broken bellows, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.
He could clearly feel his life rapidly draining away.
He probably wouldn't last even a day.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Just then, deep within the cave.
The Blue Silver Emperor, entirely azure and radiating a soft glow, seemed to sense its mate's Near death crisis.
It swayed violently.
Countless blue-gold specks of light, like the gentlest rain.
Fluttered from its leaves.
Carrying vast and pure life energy.
Continuously poured into Tang Hao's body.
This was Ah Yin's instinct.
It was her remaining consciousness, desperately trying to save her beloved.
Wherever the blue-gold light passed, the wounds on Tang Hao's body slowly healed at a visible speed, and the intense pain also lessened slightly.
But this was ultimately treating the symptoms, not the root cause.
Ah Yin was currently just a main body with nascent sentience.
Her life energy, for Tang Hao's almost collapsed Origin and Martial Soul injuries at this moment.
Was like a drop in the bucket.
Tang Hao felt the faint but firm healing power within him, and a hint of tenderness and deeper pain flashed in his cloudy eyes.
He stretched out his trembling hand, as if caressing Ah Yin's leaves in the Void Realm, his voice hoarse and low.
"Ah Yin, I'm sorry, I'm making you worry again."
He couldn't die!
At least, not now!
Little San hadn't truly grown up yet.
The Clear Sky Sect's revenge hadn't been exacted yet!
Spirit Hall still stood... he had too many unfinished matters!
A strong will to survive supported Tang Hao, and a fierce, determined light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He struggled, using his last bit of strength, to crawl towards a very hidden earthen hole in the corner of the cave.
His hands trembled as he dug out a sealed box made of special jade from within.
The moment the box opened.
A surge of life Origin energy, far more vast and pure than that emitted by Ah Yin's main body, instantly filled the entire cave!
Inside the box.
A crystal-clear Soul Bone, perfectly shaped like a leg and radiating blue-gold light, lay quietly there.
It was precisely the one hundred thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!
This Soul Bone was Ah Yin's most precious legacy left behind when she sacrificed herself, and it was also Tang Hao's deepest pain and last thought.
He had originally planned to give this Soul Bone to Little San when he reached the appropriate Rank.
To let him inherit his mother's power.
But now... he couldn't wait.
Looking at this Soul Bone, Tang Hao's eyes were filled with endless guilt and pain. He spoke to Ah Yin's main body, his voice choked.
"Ah Yin, I can't just fall like this, Little San still needs me, I'm sorry..."
He knew that absorbing this Soul Bone might allow him to use its immense life Origin and energy.
To forcefully stabilize his crumbling body and Martial Soul, and even possibly repair some injuries.
But this was undoubtedly a kind of "blasphemy" against his deceased wife.
It was using an Opportunity that should have belonged to his son on himself, a "useless person."
However, he had no choice.
"For Little San, for revenge, I must live!"
Tang Hao's last trace of hesitation in his eyes turned into complete madness and determination.
He no longer hesitated.
He held up the warm Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone with both hands.
Enduring the pain, he removed his original Soul Bone and, following the Soul Master's method of absorbing Soul Bones, placed it against his Right Leg!
"Buzz!"
The blue-gold light instantly completely engulfed Tang Hao!
Vast, ocean-like life energy, like a bursting flood, surged madly into his riddled body.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away.
Shrek Academy's new temporary驻地.
Tang San was gathered with Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and others.
Exchanging their experiences and Cultivation insights from this period.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Tang San's heart, which was just speaking, violently throbbed.
An inexplicable sense of emptiness and loss struck him without warning.
As if, in the Void Realm, some crucial Opportunity connected to him was drifting away.
Or rather... had been changed.
He subconsciously clutched his chest, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Little San, what's wrong?"
The observant Dai Mubai immediately noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.
Tang San shook his head.
The feeling came quickly and left quickly.
He lowered his hand somewhat bewildered: "Nothing, I just suddenly felt... like I lost something very important."
He couldn't specifically describe this feeling.
He could only attribute it to the pressure brought by the recent tense situation.
"Maybe you're overthinking it, Third Brother."
Oscar patted his shoulder, "The most important thing for us now is to work hard in Cultivation and settle accounts with Spirit Hall in the future!"
When Spirit Hall was mentioned.
Ma Hongjun immediately became indignant.
His chubby face was full of anger: "That's right! Damn Spirit Hall, they stole my Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower!"
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