Yu Xiaogang watched Tang San, who was crying out in constant pain, his eyes splitting with rage as he let out a desperate roar.
"No!!!"
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Bai He also watched Tang San with bloodshot eyes, shouting out.
"Little San!"
Both of them were in a state of extreme anxiety, their hearts bleeding, but there was nothing they could do. One was suppressed by a single hand, while the other was pinned down by a mere glance, neither able to move an inch.
Yun Ming ignored their frantic shouting and continued the work at hand.
A purple Soul Ring appeared beneath Yun Ming's feet and flared to life. A brilliant white light erupted from his hands as his Spiritual Power and Sky Support Power surged into Tang San's body. His Spiritual Power locked onto the Spirit Origin of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer, while his Sky Support Power transformed into a millstone, beginning to grind away at Tang San's Spirit Origin.
"Ah!!!"
The excruciating pain caused Tang San to wail uncontrollably. Even a minor fracture to a Spirit caused immense agony, let alone having one's Spirit Origin ground away by Yun Ming. That pain reached deep into the depths of his soul, far more profound than the cold sting of a blade piercing skin; every pulse of it carried endless suffering.
Half an hour later.
Tang San's throat was completely raw, his voice gone. His eyes were hollow, clearly numbed by the torture of the pain.
'Crack.'
Hearing this sound that resonated directly in his mind, Tang San shuddered. He used Internal Vision to look within himself and discovered that cracks were beginning to appear on his Clear Sky Hammer, spreading rapidly. Tang San let out a hoarse, low growl.
"No... don't..."
But Yun Ming clearly had no intention of stopping. Seeing that the moment had arrived, Yun Ming increased the output of his Sky Support Power by another thirty percent. The grinding pressure of the Sky Support Millstone intensified, directly pulverizing the Clear Sky Hammer's origin into nothingness.
Without the hard bone of the Clear Sky Hammer to hold on, the Blue Silver Grass, a mere blade of grass, could not last much longer. Even though it resisted with great tenacity, under Yun Ming's relentless grinding, it soon followed in the footsteps of the Clear Sky Hammer.
With both of his Spirits destroyed, Tang San's face turned as pale as gold paper. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.
Yun Ming withdrew his hand and stood up. Gu Rong sensed the state of the Spirits within Tang San and, finding that not even a residue of his Spirit Origin remained, released Tang San and Bai He, reporting to Ning Fengzhi.
"Both Spirits have been destroyed."
Upon hearing this, Bai He's face turned deathly pale. He scooped up the unconscious Tang San and hurriedly checked for any trace of his Spirits.
Nothing. There wasn't even a shred of Spirit Origin left; the destruction was absolute. Bai He looked at Yun Ming with resentment and accused him.
"You are so young, how could you be so heartless!"
Yun Ming remained indifferent to Bai He's accusations, merely replying calmly.
"Being a little heartless is nothing; it's still better than being ungrateful."
Bai He's face flushed red, wanting to argue but finding no words to say. The Breaking Clan had supported his Agility Clan for ten years, yet at the first sign of a rift, he had chosen to side with Tang San—the very person who held a deep grudge against the Breaking Clan. Was that not the definition of ungrateful?
Seeing Bai He's reaction, Yu Xiaogang's steps faltered. He collapsed to the ground, his expression manic as he whispered to himself.
"No!"
"It can't be!!"
"It's all fake!"
"Fake!"
He crawled toward his father, pleading.
"Fa... Father, all of this is fake, right?"
"That person isn't Little San, right?"
"How could the Son of Clear Sky be crippled in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
Yu Yuanzhen looked down at his foolish son, who was clinging to his leg in a desperate attempt to escape reality. His heart was a storm of conflicting emotions, but in the end, all of it condensed into a single hand strike that knocked Yu Xiaogang unconscious. He feared that if he let Yu Xiaogang continue to ask, he would lose his mind on the spot from the emotional turmoil.
Yu Yuanzhen took one last deep look at the trio from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Yun Ming, then said in a low, heavy voice.
"Sect Leader Ning, Brother Chen, Brother Gu, let today's events end here. I hope you do not forget the bigger picture!"
Ning Fengzhi replied calmly.
"Of course."
With everything settled, Yu Yuanzhen picked up Yu Xiaogang and left the scene, while Bai He followed closely behind, carrying Tang San.
With Tang San crippled, the Yu father and son, as well as the Tang grandfather and grandson, had all departed. Gu Rong returned to his sect, and the others from Lanba Academy were sent back to their school.
Salas and Ning Fengzhi organized the sequence of events and the final outcome. The two returned to the VIP seating area, accompanied by Chen Xin, to report the entire incident to Emperor Xue Ye.
Only Yun Ming looked in the direction where Tang San and the others had left, lost in thought.
'With his Spirit destroyed, can I really keep the Child of Destiny dead?'
Yun Ming wasn't entirely sure; he lacked the experience! He would just have to wait and see.
Afterward, Salas announced the cause and effect of the case to the world, causing a sensation throughout Heaven Dou.
Qian Renxue also took advantage of the fervor to quietly leak the news of Tang Hao's death and Tang San's true lineage.
The son of a Soul Beast, combined with Tang San's own malicious and unfilial behavior of intentionally harming others, caused an uproar. Thousands of Soul Masters cursed his name. Everyone cheered and applauded the fact that Tang San's Spirits had been destroyed and his path as a Soul Master severed.
Furthermore, this incident dealt a devastating blow to the reputation of the Clear Sky Sect and Tang San's personal standing.
The reputation of Grandmaster Yu, already in tatters, plummeted to rock bottom, while the long-standing reputation of Blue Tyrant Academy as a school for commoners was ruined, leading to a mass exodus of students. With the help of those stoking the flames, information regarding Yu Xiaogang being the son of the Thunder Douluo leaked out, causing the reputation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to suffer a significant blow as well.
A few days later, inside a thatched cottage in the forest on the outskirts of Blue Tyrant Academy.
Upon hearing Yu Luomian's report, Yu Yuanzhen crushed the teacup in his hand, stood up abruptly, and demanded confirmation from Yu Luomian.
"You're saying our clan has also been implicated by Tang San, and our business interests are facing a soft boycott?!"
Yu Luomian replied helplessly.
"It's true! Ever since Tang San's background was exposed and the news that Yu Xiaogang hails from our clan was leaked by those with ulterior motives, we've been dragged into the mud along with Tang San."
Yu Yuanzhen flew into a rage, Raging Thunder surging across his body, instantly destroying the chairs and tea tables nearby. He had prioritized the clan's interests above all else his entire life; now that both the reputation and assets of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were affected, losing both face and substance, how could he not be furious?
"Damn Martial Soul Hall!" Yu Yuanzhen cursed in anger.
Although they hadn't verified exactly who was behind it, there was no one else it could be besides Martial Soul Hall.
Hearing the commotion outside, the door to the inner room was pushed open, and a haggard-looking beautiful woman stepped out. She looked at the furious Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian and asked cautiously.
"Uncle, Father."
Seeing Liu Erlong before him, Yu Yuanzhen felt an even greater headache. Heaven knows what he was thinking that day when he brought Yu Xiaogang back to Blue Tyrant Academy, only to see his younger brother's own daughter—his own niece—begging him to allow her to be with his son; he had been utterly dumbfounded.
If not for Liu Erlong threatening her own life to stop him, and Yu Luomian being held hostage by his own foolish daughter to block him, Yu Yuanzhen would have nearly taken action to purge the family line right then and there.
Through the open door of the inner room, Yu Yuanzhen saw Yu Xiaogang lying on the bed, expressionless and with dull eyes, looking like a living corpse. Ever since he woke up and learned that Tang San's martial soul had truly been crippled, Yu Xiaogang had remained in this state.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang in such a deathly state, Yu Yuanzhen felt so angry he nearly fainted.
A Title Douluo, dizzy with rage. Such a difficult feat, yet Yu Xiaogang always managed to achieve it with ease.
Yu Yuanzhen wanted to ask the heavens what kind of sins he had committed in his past life to be given such a son who "never fails to disappoint when it comes to being disappointing." He had originally thought that when the Spirit Awakening occurred and he awakened a pig, that was the greatest disappointment Yu Xiaogang could ever bring him, but he never imagined that Yu Xiaogang would always bring him new "surprises," each one stronger than the last.
Looking at this room full of people with such chaotic relationships, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer stand it. He immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar, soared into the sky, and departed.
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