Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 220 The Beginning of the Fall: The Spirit Hall is an Evil Organization!

If he keeps killing and absorbing, wouldn't he become a Soul King in three days, a Soul Emperor in half a month, and a Title Douluo in a year?
Just thinking about it is exciting. With such terrifying abilities, I really am the chosen one of this world. Ling Qianyao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Shui Bing'er are nothing but stepping stones for me!
"Do you know what you were just doing?" Tang Hao said coldly.

Tang San suddenly looked up, his eyes still bloodshot and a satisfied smile from devouring life lingering on his lips. He hesitated before speaking, "Father, I just..."

"No need to say anything," Tang Hao said, placing his hand on his shoulder and carefully sensing the flow of soul power and physical condition within him.

To his surprise, the wisp of black energy had indeed vanished without a trace. Had the kid finally achieved enlightenment?
However, the bulging soul power in the meridians was like a wild horse running rampant, clearly a sign that it had not been fully refined after absorbing life force and soul power.

He frowned, his voice low and serious, and said, "The devouring ability of this martial soul and external soul bone must never be exposed to others."

Tang San felt the surging soul power within his body, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He bowed his head respectfully: "Father, I understand. This ability is indeed too astonishing."

"It's not just a shocking issue." Tang Hao sneered. "The Spirit Hall never hesitates to hunt down fallen soul masters. If they discover that you have this strange ability, they might just label you with this kind of title."

Tang San glared at him, "How can a fallen soul master be judged based on their martial soul ability? Shouldn't we look at their behavior?"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, "What if? I told you long ago that the Spirit Hall is an evil organization. They killed your mother and put you and me in this situation, unable to return to our sect."

Such a hypocritical and evil entity deserves its day of destruction.

"Little sister, remember what I told you. One day, I look forward to you personally wielding the Clear Sky Hammer to raze the Spirit Hall to the ground!"

A fierce glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and his fists clenched involuntarily. "Father, rest assured, I will make the Spirit Hall pay a hundredfold for the blood debt they owe us!"

Tang Hao looked at the flames of hatred flickering in his son's eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

"One more thing, the fact that you absorbed so much life force and soul power in such a short time will make your foundation unstable."

In the coming period, you must completely refine these energies, otherwise it will affect your future cultivation limit. It won't take too long, but it's unrealistic to think that you can devour them as recklessly as you can today in a short period of time.

Carefully feel your meridians and martial spirit. If I don't remind you, you might become so engrossed that you absorb so much energy that part of your body bursts.

Tang San felt the surging soul power within his body, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He naturally understood that what his father said was true.

However, the feeling of vitality and power constantly converging upon him still stirred ripples in his heart, making it difficult for him to completely let go.

A simpleton like my father simply couldn't comprehend the almost manic yet exquisite experience I had just had!
This is what a Soul Master should be like, and this is the path a Soul Master should take.

It's simply a matter of insufficient physical strength. As long as one's cultivation level is high enough, the upper limit of absorbing soul rings and life force can naturally be continuously broken.

Countless heroes exist in this world, but only he—Tang San—is the chosen one. With twin martial souls, this devouring ability, and the forbearance of the Clear Sky Truth,

With the teachings of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu General Principles, he will eventually sweep away everything.

Those so-called geniuses are nothing more than fleeting scenery on one's journey. When one reaches the summit and looks back, all that remains is dust.

He composed himself and replied, "I understand, Father."

"Okay, I understand." Tang Hao turned and walked towards Shi Nian's mummified corpse. With a gentle swing of his Haotian Hammer, the corpse turned into dust and disappeared in the wind.

"what?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. He made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, and an invisible suction force surged out, drawing the thing that had caught his attention into his palm.

It was a round bone, about three inches in diameter, looking like a miniature skull, shimmering with seven-colored light. "A soul bone?!"

Tang San's voice trembled slightly with excitement. Having acquired the Eight Spider Lances, he was undoubtedly extremely familiar with and eager for the existence of soul bones.

The external soul bone alone has more than doubled his combat power. Although the head soul bone is not as rare as the external soul bone, it is still among the top three in rarity.

My father already possesses a soul bone, and this soul bone will undoubtedly fall into my hands!
You should know that even some titled Douluo may not possess a soul bone!

Tang Hao stroked the surface of the soul bone and frowned slightly. "It is indeed a head soul bone, but the added attribute should be the illusionary spirit type. The quality is not bad, but it is still average, reaching the level of nearly 30,000 years."

“Nearly 30,000 years!” Upon hearing this, Tang San’s breathing became more rapid. According to Yu Xiaogang’s theory, a Soul Master can only exert the greatest effect by absorbing a Soul Bone that matches the attribute of his own Martial Soul.

His Purple Demon Eye is a mental skill; if he could obtain this Illusion Skull...
Tang Hao glanced at him, looked at his impatient appearance, and shook his head. "The fluctuations of this soul bone are obviously more suitable for spirit-type soul masters or support-type soul masters."

It's not suitable for you. The Clear Sky Hammer pursues ultimate power, and it will continue to do so in the future. Every additional soul ring you add, unless it's a 100,000-year soul ring, will have to lean towards power, and the same goes for soul bones.

Blindly pursuing the quantity and type of soul bones without considering their suitability to one's own martial soul characteristics will only lead to superficial strength, making it difficult to reach the true peak.

You're so easy to talk! Why don't you just remove the soul bone from your body and give it to yourself!

Tang San lowered his head, his voice gentle, "I understand."

Tang Hao nodded and put the soul bone into his pocket. "I'll keep this here for now. It can be given to you as a gift when you return to the sect."

"Of course, I'll also try to inquire through Titan's relationship with your aunt about any avenues for trading soul bones."

"Aunt? I have an aunt?" Tang San was taken aback.

Tang Hao was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Yes, your aunt's name is Tang Yuehua. Although she doesn't have strong combat abilities, she has her own influence and status in the imperial city of the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Is it that Yuexuan?!" Tang San suddenly asked in surprise.

"Um"

Tang San's eyes gleamed. Now that he had such an aunt, he had an extra source of help and a way out. If he made good use of her in the future, it would definitely be of great benefit.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."
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Yuexuan.

Tang Yuehua was sitting gracefully in the elegant room on the top floor of Yuexuan, her graceful figure lightly wrapped in a silver-blue dress, her eyebrows and eyes like paintings, her temperament gentle and refined.

She held a book in her hand, but seemed to have no interest in reading it, her gaze occasionally drifting to the window.

"My second brother's son is indeed a genius, but unfortunately, his mentality in today's competition was truly..."

Suddenly, the window shook, and a figure appeared in front of her.

"Second Brother Hao?!" She quickly stood up, walked around the table, and came to Tang Hao, her face full of joy.

"Yuehua, I've come here this time because I need your help with something."

Tang Yuehua's smile faltered slightly. Why is it that every time you come here you ask for my help? To you, I'm just a tool, right?
A strange sense of grievance and bitterness welled up in her heart.

(End of this chapter)