Chapter 195: The Clear Sky Hammer's Soul Ring is a White Maggot?
Seeing Tang San's terrifying appearance—his body trembling violently, even his pores oozing fine beads of blood—Grandmaster's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Liu Erlong's arm, panicking,
"Erlong! No! Tang San's body seems unable to withstand the energy of this ten-thousand-year soul ring! He…he's about to burst! We can't wait any longer, we must forcefully interrupt him!"
Liu Erlong was equally anxious, but she was stronger and had sharper senses. She grasped Yu Xiaogang's cold hand, forcing herself to calm down, and said,
"Xiaogang, calm down! We can't forcefully interrupt Tang San! The soul 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…broken meridians! At that time, forget about cultivation, just surviving will be a stroke of luck; he might become a cripple without soul power!"
A cripple without soul power?
That consequence.
Although it wasn't much better than failing to absorb the essence and dying on the spot, it was still unacceptable.
"What do we do?! Are we just going to watch Little San... he..." Grandmaster's voice was filled with despair and tears; he couldn't finish his sentence.
"Ah—!!!"
Just then, Tang San suddenly let out an extremely shrill scream, as if he were enduring the agony of being slowly sliced to death. His body, which had only been swelling, was now inflating rapidly at a visible speed, as if being frantically inflated!
In the blink of an eye, his skin was stretched 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, like a blood-red balloon being blown up.
"Little San!!"
"Are you alright?"
Upon seeing this, Grandmaster and Liu Erlong simultaneously let out a heart-wrenching cry of alarm.
"Erlong! We can't hesitate any longer! There's only one way to save Little San now: use another spirit beast's spirit ring to forcibly pull 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 blood gushing out, on the verge of exploding, Grandmaster's eyes flashed with determination as he urgently spoke.
Liu Erlong was stunned upon hearing this, her face full of surprise and doubt. Not understanding, she said, "Xiaogang, what did you say? Spirit rings can be replaced? This...this is unheard of!"
"Forcibly interrupting might destroy Little San's meridians, but if we can find a substitute to guide the violent ten-thousand-year spirit ring energy out of his body, while simultaneously injecting a relatively gentle thousand-year spirit ring energy, we might be able to save his life! It's like opening the floodgates of an overflowing reservoir and simultaneously introducing a small stream! This process is equally dangerous, but it's better than him exploding and dying immediately!"
"I saw all of this in the ancient books of the Spirit Hall."
Yu Xiaogang spoke quickly, but his thoughts became exceptionally clear amidst despair.
Nodding, Liu Erlong instantly understood the key point.
This was a scheme to switch the spirit rings, a heaven-defying act!
Without hesitation, she scanned her surroundings, her soul power erupting. "Alright! I'll go catch a dying thousand-year-old spirit beast!"
Her words barely left her lips before Liu Erlong's figure flashed out like lightning. In a few leaps, she snatched a relatively small, thousand-year-old fire lizard from among the nearby wounded spirit beasts.
"Little San! Quick! Pick up the dagger on the ground and give it the final blow!"
Looking at the dying thousand-year-old fire lizard, Grandmaster urged Tang San urgently, "Then keep your mind focused. Erlong and I will try to forcefully switch your spirit rings!"
Although Tang San's consciousness was blurred and his body was in excruciating pain, his survival instinct still allowed him to hear Grandmaster's words.
Immediately, enduring the excruciating pain, he trembled 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 fire lizard.
The fire lizard shuddered and died instantly.
The next second, a deep purple soul ring slowly condensed above its corpse.
"Now! Erlong, help me!"
Grandmaster shouted, his soul power surging forth recklessly, merging with Liu Erlong's powerful soul power. Like two invisible hands, one forcefully interfered with and weakened the raging ten-thousand-year soul ring energy connecting Tang San and the Explosive Fire Ape. The other tried to draw the newly formed thousand-year spirit ring over, covering and replacing it!
This process was brutal and dangerous, with violent energy clashes emitting a piercing buzzing sound.
In just a breath, veins bulged on Grandmaster and Liu Erlong's foreheads, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, clearly enduring 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, Grandmaster and Liu Erlong's expressions changed drastically at the same time.
"What's going on? How come Little San can't even withstand the energy of the thousand-year spirit ring!"
Tang San's body trembled violently again the moment it came into contact with the energy of the thousand-year spirit ring, and the swelling trend that had just subsided reappeared!
The energy of the thousand-year spirit ring was still too much for him to absorb at this moment. "A hundred-year spirit beast! Erlong, quickly find a hundred-year spirit beast!"
Grandmaster made a decisive decision, his voice hoarse with despair.
Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong's eyes sharpened, and her gaze swept around again, quickly locking onto a hundred-year-old thorny boar that they had already captured, its leg injured and struggling to escape. She then unleashed a palm strike from a distance, the soul power impact bringing the boar to the brink of death, before swiftly grabbing it.
"Little San! Kill it again!" Grandmaster's voice, flushed red, was already choked with sobs.
Tang San was already losing consciousness; almost driven by instinct, he raised his dagger again, ending the hundred-year-old thorny boar's life.
The next second, a yellow hundred-year soul ring slowly appeared.
Grandmaster and Liu Erlong joined forces again, attempting to draw the hundred-year soul ring towards it.
Unfortunately, the result was still hopeless.
Tang San's body was now like a container overflowing with energy. Let alone the violent energy of ten thousand or a thousand years, even the relatively gentle energy of this hundred-year soul ring caused his blood and qi to surge, his wounds to reopen, blood to gush out, and his aura to become even weaker.
Clearly, he couldn't even absorb a single yellow hundred-year soul ring.
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 as Grandmaster's eyes frantically scanned his surroundings. He suddenly shouted again,
"Erlong! Quick! Go find them! Find ten-year-old soul beasts!"
"Ten-year-old ones are definitely possible! Go now!"
Hearing this, Liu Erlong's gaze quickly swept over the soul beasts they had captured. After a moment of silence, she shook her head, her face grim.
"Xiaogang! The soul beasts that Flander and I captured before were at least a hundred-year-old soul beast. Where would there be any ten-year-old soul beasts?! The weaker ten-year-old soul beasts around here were either scared away by me just now or trampled into mincemeat by other soul beasts!"
"Then what do we do?! Are we just going to watch Little San explode and die?! No! My spirit theory hasn't been realized yet! He can't die!"
Grandmaster completely lost control of his emotions, frantically pounding his legs, appearing like a madman.
In this utter despair, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the corpses of several soul beasts that Tang San had just brutally killed and hadn't been dealt with yet, not far away.
On those bloody, rotting wounds, a dozen fat, ten-year-old maggots were slowly wriggling, enjoying their feast.
Then, a mad, blasphemous thought, defying all the understanding and dignity of a Soul Master, struck Grandmaster's nearly collapsing mind like lightning!
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