Over these past few hours, Yun Ming had not merely been exchanging pleasantries with the people at the event; he had also been studying the strange force within his body.
The moment everyone was controlled by Shi Nian and the force entered his body, Yun Ming had mobilized his Soul Power to contain it. The force was not particularly strong at first, but since Shi Nian and his cohorts had dared to risk planting it inside him in front of everyone, it was bound to be something extraordinary.
After several rounds of research and experimentation, Yun Ming had indeed discovered its anomaly: it could devour blood and vitality to grow. Later, when Yun Ming caught Tang San staring at him, he decided to give Tang San a little gift.
Yun Ming used his own blood and vitality to nurture this force until it was on the verge of erupting, then struck it into Tang San's body with a palm. He used micro-manipulation of his Soul Power to break through Tang San's defenses, actively helping the force merge with Tang San's blood and vitality.
Where the palm struck, Tang San felt a burning pain erupt instantly, reaching deep into his bones and his very soul, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably. A miserable scream escaped Tang San's lips.
"Ah!"
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone present.
Seeing Tang San injured by Yun Ming right under her nose, Liu Erlong was ready to fly into a rage and attack, but before she could move, Bai Baoshan had already acted on Qian Renxue's orders, blocking her path.
Yun Ming looked at the fuming Liu Erlong and said calmly.
"I know you are angry, but don't be angry yet."
Then, in a tone dripping with hidden meaning, Yun Ming continued.
"I am merely returning to you what you gave me, am I not?"
Looking at Yun Ming's resolute gaze, Liu Erlong knew that their joint assassination attempt with Shi Nian had been exposed, but she still denied it.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
However, she was not a naturally hot-tempered person, and her lying sounded somewhat unnatural. Seeing Liu Erlong like this, Yun Ming didn't waste any more breath and said bluntly.
"You had better understand, otherwise, I'm not sure what the consequences for Tang San will be."
Liu Erlong glanced at Tang San, whose pain had subsided and who now looked like nothing had happened. She realized the gravity of the situation, her expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly pulled Tang San away from the banquet hall to find Shi Nian. She had no idea how to resolve the thing Shi Nian had planted in Yun Ming's body!
In the end, Liu Erlong could only vent her impotent rage, leaving behind a parting threat.
"Kid, if anything happens to Little San, I will never let you off!"
Yun Ming turned a deaf ear to this, turning to the surrounding crowd and saying.
"Apologies for the interruption, please continue."
After bidding farewell to Xue Qinghe and the two committee members, Yun Ming also left the banquet hall and returned to his room. His Sky Support Mark had been lingering in one location for quite some time; it seemed he had found the true mastermind behind today's incident.
The Atlas Divine Spear appeared in Yun Ming's hand, and a Yellow Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet.
First Soul Skill, 'Source of Void', activated.
Countless brilliant silver spatial patterns formed beneath Yun Ming's feet, coordinating with the Sky Support Mark to connect the space.
A few seconds later, the place where Yun Ming stood shone with bright silver light. When the light dimmed, Yun Ming had already vanished.
A Soul Ring combination technique: Teleportation Technique. With the Sky Support Mark as a locator, he could perform long-distance point-to-point teleportation, with Soul Power consumption depending on the distance.
At this moment, at the Northern Cemetery, the once orderly grounds were no longer level. The ground was riddled with large craters, gravel, and spear marks—traces of a battle were everywhere.
Yang Wudi's clothes were stained with blood, and a Soul Breaking Spear was pinned into the earth. On the tip of the spear hung an old man whose clothes were soaked in blood—it was none other than Shi Nian.
Shi Nian had truly hit rock bottom by running into Yang Wudi. In this era where knowledge of Spiritual Power was poor, if he had faced any other Soul Douluo today, he might not have won, but he would have had a high probability of escaping. But now, running into a Soul Douluo with the Soul Breaking Spear Martial Soul, he was truly miserable.
All of his Soul Skill effects were severely diminished against Yang Wudi, and even with the help of Tang Yuehua's subordinates, they were beaten to death from start to finish. Once Tang Yuehua's men were knocked down, Shi Nian was finished as well.
Yang Wudi retracted his Martial Soul and turned to walk toward a beautiful woman standing before a grave. Along the way lay several people with shredded clothes and bleeding wounds, unable to rise—including the subordinate who had accompanied Shi Nian to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to target Yun Ming.
The haggard beauty before the grave turned to look at the name on the tombstone and whispered softly.
"Hao Ge, I'm sorry."
"It seems my plan has failed."
"Am I useless? I couldn't even take care of a small child."
"However, it's not without its benefits. I will be coming to join you soon."
"Hao Ge, wait for me."
Yang Wudi walked to within three meters of Tang Hao's tombstone, watching Tang Yuehua deliver her final words, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
A few hours ago, when Yang Wudi followed Shi Nian to this place and saw Tang Yuehua, his mood had been heavy and helpless. He had thought that the only person Tang San could rely on in Heaven Dou City was Tang Yuehua, and that they would eventually cross blades, but he hadn't expected it to happen so soon.
He had watched Tang Yuehua grow up, and seeing her reach this point, Yang Wudi only felt that Tang Hao truly deserved to die!
Just then, the Sky Support Mark on Yang Wudi's hand flashed with white light, sketching a mysterious array pattern beside him. A flash of silver light crossed the pattern, and Yun Ming's figure appeared.
Yang Wudi was startled by Yun Ming's sudden arrival; he was becoming increasingly unable to fathom the development of Yun Ming's abilities. He had seen Teleportation, but never one over such a great distance.
Yun Ming surveyed the scattered battlefield, finally fixing his gaze on Tang Yuehua before Tang Hao's tombstone, and spoke.
"You must be Tang Yuehua. I've heard my Grandfather talk about the three of you siblings."
"So, you were the one who wanted to kill me?"
Yun Ming used a questioning sentence structure, but his tone was one of certainty.
Tang Yuehua looked at the handsome, elegantly tempered Yun Ming, her face full of regret, and she admitted it calmly.
"It was me."
"Although I regret not being able to kill you, I am quite happy to see you one last time before I die."
"At least I know who I should curse after I die."
Yun Ming expressed his thoughts on this.
"That's not bad either."
Tang Yuehua looked at the calm and unruffled Yun Ming, unable to stop herself from worrying about the future of Tang San.
With the keen eye Tang Yuehua had developed from years of navigating various factions and watching the political shifts of Heaven Dou, there were very few people she couldn't see through completely. But now, one stood before her, and his cultivation talent was even greater than that of Tang Hao, which was somewhat terrifying. Such a person was not someone the current Tang San could deal with.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but put in a word for Tang San.
"Although you might not believe it, Little San truly did not participate in the assassination attempt against you."
Yun Ming nodded and said indifferently.
"I know, which is why I didn't kill him before coming here and let him go."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua had just begun to feel relieved when she heard Yun Ming add another sentence.
"I simply nurtured that strand of energy you intended to strike into my body and injected it into Tang San's blood and qi."
Hearing that the Blood Fire Force had been injected into Tang San's blood and qi, Tang Yuehua lost all composure. Her entire body trembled, and she pointed a jade finger at Yun Ming, saying in a trembling voice.
"You... you actually dared."
But before she could finish her sentence, the Atlas Divine Spear appeared in Yun Ming's hand. His figure flickered, and with one strike, he pierced through Tang Yuehua's heart.
The long spear pierced through her chest, shattering her heart. Tang Yuehua spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Yun Ming with a surprised expression; she hadn't expected him to act so suddenly.
Yun Ming's strike was too fast; not to mention Tang Yuehua, even Yang Wudi hadn't seen it clearly.
Looking at the incredulous Tang Yuehua, Yun Ming said in a deep voice.
"I don't want the gift you sent me, so returning it to your nephew is quite reasonable, isn't it?"
Tang Yuehua, her strength fading, wanted to say something more, but she no longer had the energy. Yun Ming continued to speak to the glaring Tang Yuehua.
"My spear is very fast, just bear with it."
Allowing Tang Yuehua to feel a little less pain as she died was the greatest kindness Yun Ming could offer her.
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