20demayo Chapter 196 The Soul Ring of the Clear Sky Hammer is a White Maggot?
Chapter 196 The Soul Ring of the Clear Sky Hammer is a White Maggot?
Chapter 196 The Soul Ring of the Clear Sky Hammer is a White Maggot?
Seeing Tang San's terrifying appearance—his body trembling violently, even with fine beads of blood seeping from his pores—Grandmaster's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Liu Erlong's arm abruptly and exclaimed in panic:
"Erlong! No! Xiao San's body seems unable to withstand the energy of this ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring! He... he's about to burst! We can't wait any longer, we must forcefully interrupt him!"
Liu Erlong was equally anxious, but being stronger and more perceptive, she grasped Yu Xiaogang's cold hand, forcing herself to calm down, and said:
"Xiao Gang, calm down! We can't forcibly interrupt Tang San! The spirit ring energy has already penetrated deep into his meridians and dantian. If I forcibly cut it off with external force, the two forces will violently clash within his body, and the result will only be... his meridians will be shattered! At that point, forget about cultivation; it would be a miracle if he could even save his life. He might end up as a cripple without any spirit power!"
To become a useless person without soul power?
This is the consequence.
While it's not much better than dying on the spot from a failed absorption, it's still just as unacceptable.
"What can we do?! Are we just going to stand by and watch that mistress... he..." The master's voice was filled with despair and tears, and he couldn't bring himself to say the rest.
"ah--!!!"
Just then, Tang San suddenly let out a bloodcurdling scream, as if he were enduring excruciating pain. His body, which had only been swollen, now swelled up rapidly at a visible speed, as if it were being inflated by a frenzied process!
In the blink of an eye, his skin was stretched to almost transparent, and the surging soul power beneath was clearly visible. More blood seeped from the cracked skin, instantly turning him into a blood-soaked figure, making him look like a blood-red balloon being inflated.
"The other woman!!"
Are you alright?
Upon seeing this, both the master and Liu Erlong let out a heart-wrenching cry of alarm.
"Erlong! We can't hesitate any longer! There's only one way to save Xiaosan now: use the spirit rings of other spirit beasts to forcibly pull away from and replace the ten-thousand-year spirit ring he's absorbing!"
Seeing Tang San's body rapidly expanding like an inflating balloon, his skin cracking and bleeding profusely, on the verge of exploding, a resolute glint flashed in the Grandmaster's eyes as he urgently spoke.
Liu Erlong was stunned upon hearing this, his face full of surprise and doubt. Confused, he said, "Xiao Gang, what did you say? Soul rings can be replaced? This...this is unheard of!"
"Forcibly interrupting him might destroy Xiao San's meridians, but if we can find a substitute to guide the raging ten-thousand-year soul ring energy out of his body while injecting a relatively gentle thousand-year soul ring energy, we might be able to save his life! It's like opening the floodgates of an overflowing reservoir to release water while simultaneously introducing a small stream! This process is equally dangerous, but it's better than him exploding and dying immediately!"
"I saw these in the ancient books of the Spirit Hall."
Yu Xiaogang spoke quickly, but his thoughts became exceptionally clear amidst his despair.
Nodding, Liu Erlong instantly understood the key point.
This is an attempt to steal the beams and pillars, to do something against the will of Heaven!
Without the slightest hesitation, she instantly scanned her surroundings, her soul power erupting forth. "Alright! I'll go catch a dying thousand-year-old soul beast right now!"
The voice just fell.
Liu Erlong's figure shot out like lightning, and in a few leaps, he captured a relatively small fire giant lizard with an aura at the thousand-year level from the nearby injured soul beasts.
"Mistress! Quick! Pick up the dagger on the ground and deliver the final blow!"
Looking at the dying thousand-year-old fire lizard, Grandmaster urged Tang San urgently, "Then focus your mind, Erlong and I will find a way to forcibly pull and exchange your spirit rings!"
Although Tang San was in a daze and his whole body was in excruciating pain as if it were being torn apart, his survival instinct still made him hear the master's words.
Immediately afterward, he endured the excruciating pain, trembling as he reached out and grabbed the dagger stained with the blood of countless soul beasts. With his last ounce of strength, he plunged it into the head of the Flame Giant Lizard.
The fire lizard shuddered and died instantly.
The next second, a deep purple spirit ring slowly condensed and took shape above his corpse.
"Now! Erlong, help me!"
With a loud shout, the master unleashed his soul power, which merged with Liu Erlong's powerful soul power, like two invisible hands. One forcefully interfered with and weakened the violent ten-thousand-year soul ring energy connecting Tang San and the Exploding Fire Ape.
The other one tried to pull the newly formed millennium soul ring over, covering and replacing it!
This process is brutal and dangerous, with violent clashes of energy producing a piercing buzzing sound.
In just a breath, veins bulged on the foreheads of both Master and Liu Erlong, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, clearly indicating that they were both suffering from a huge backlash.
Under their forceful intervention, the light of the ten-thousand-year spirit ring seemed to dim slightly, while the energy of the thousand-year spirit ring began to try to flow into Tang San's body.
However, in the next moment, the expressions of both the master and Liu Erlong changed drastically.
"What's going on? How come Xiao San can't even withstand the energy of a thousand-year-old soul ring?!"
The moment Tang San's body came into contact with the energy of the thousand-year soul ring, it trembled violently again, and the swelling that had just subsided reappeared!
He still couldn't absorb the energy of the thousand-year soul ring at this moment.
"A hundred years! Erlong, quickly find a hundred-year-old soul beast!"
The master made a decisive decision, his voice hoarse with despair.
Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong's eyes sharpened, and he scanned the surroundings again, quickly locking onto a century-old thorny porcupine that they had already captured, which was struggling to escape with an injured leg.
He immediately struck from a distance with a palm strike, his soul power blasting the opponent to the brink of death, before swiftly grabbing him.
"Mistress! Kill her again!" The master's face flushed red, and his voice was already trembling with sobs.
Tang San was already losing consciousness. Almost driven by his survival instinct, he raised his dagger once more and ended the life of the century-old thorny porcupine.
The next second, a yellow, century-old soul ring slowly emerged.
The master and Liu Erlong joined forces again, attempting to draw the century-old soul ring over.
Unfortunately, the result was still disheartening.
Tang San's body was now like a container filled with energy. Not to mention the violent energy of ten thousand or a thousand years, even the relatively gentle energy of a hundred-year soul ring caused his blood and qi to surge, his wounds to burst open, blood to gush out, and his aura to become even weaker.
Clearly, he can't even absorb a single yellow, hundred-year-old soul ring right now.
Seeing that Tang San couldn't even withstand the hundred-year spirit ring, and his body was deteriorating further under the impact of the weak yellow energy, Grandmaster's face instantly turned extremely ugly, his features twisted together, and his expression looked like he had swallowed a ton of excrement.
"No! How could this be?" A strange, hoarse sound escaped his throat. The master's eyes scanned his surroundings frantically before he suddenly shouted again:
"Erlong! Quick! Go find it! Find the ten-year-old soul beast!"
"It can definitely be done in ten years! Go now!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong's gaze quickly swept over the soul beasts they had captured. After a moment of silence, he shook his head with a somewhat grim expression and said:
"Xiao Gang! The soul beasts that Flander and I captured before were at least a hundred-year-old soul beast. Where would we find a ten-year-old soul beast?! Any of the weaker ten-year-old soul beasts around here would have been scared away by me just now, or trampled into mincemeat by other soul beasts!"
"What do we do then?! Are we just going to watch the mistress explode and die?! No! My martial soul theory hasn't been realized yet! He can't die!"
The master completely lost control of his emotions, frantically pounding his legs as if he were going mad.
In this utter despair, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of the corpses of several soul beasts that Tang San had just brutally killed and that had not yet been dealt with.
On those bloody, rotting wounds, a dozen fat, white, ten-year-old maggots were slowly wriggling, enjoying their feast.
Immediately afterward, a crazy, blasphemous thought that defied all the knowledge and dignity of Soul Masters struck the almost collapsing mind like lightning!
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