Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The expression on his face was no longer ferocious; it had become relaxed.

A slight smile even appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Just now, he was clearly trying to absorb the powerful energy within the Human-Faced Demon Spider's soul ring, and his body was being constantly washed by that energy, causing him unbearable pain and almost causing him to faint!

Unexpectedly, a loud bang followed.

Although it distracted him and almost caused him to fail, it did not.

Fortunately, he managed to hold onto the spirit ring firmly.

After that, he began absorbing spirit rings with unusual ease, and his cultivation level gradually increased.

Just when he thought he had gotten through it, a foul stench filled his nostrils again, making him want to vomit!

His expression turned ugly again, and beneath the bloodshot face was a distorted, bluish-green face.

The absorption of the spirit ring is at a crucial moment.

His improved cultivation level made him afraid to make a move.

I could only maintain smooth, steady breathing.

He suppressed the churning in his stomach and remained meticulous.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, and the cold indifference of Ye Qiu and the other women.

What happened in just a few breaths felt like an eternity to them.

Tang San's cultivation level finally surpassed level 30, reaching level 31, officially becoming a Soul Master!

The purple soul ring above his head also dissipated in the air at the appointed time.

"Great! I succeeded!" Zhao Wuji excitedly pumped his fist, even happier than when he himself had broken through to the next level.

This was a near-death experience, it was incredibly exciting for him!

But Long Gong Meng Shu frowned. He didn't have the kind of life-and-death relationship with Tang San, so he was naturally more clear-headed.

His perception has also become much stronger.

"Something's not right! His cultivation level, and that spirit ring... something's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wuji looked at him strangely, his heart, which had just been at ease, was now in suspense again!

"Teacher Zhao!" Oscar suddenly cried out in alarm, stammering as he finished speaking. "Look! White...white!"

"What...!?" Zhao Wuji turned around to ask Oscar, but his body froze in place.

He looked like he had seen a ghost; his voice became weak, and after being tortured several times, his eyes became bloodshot.

"White...white! How can it be white?!"

Everyone stared blankly at Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a Blue Silver Grass in his arms. At his feet...

Three spirit rings slowly extended out.

Yellow, yellow...white!

The third one was a white ten-year spirit ring!

Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, twisted his face again, realizing that something was wrong!

Chapter 181 Soul Bone

Tang San gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly.

He continued to practice his prized Xuan Tian Gong.

I tried very hard, but there was no response.

"How could this happen..." His lips twitched slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead washed away the bloodstains on his face.

He's already absorbed his third ring?!

How can this be! ?

His cultivation level was clearly just barely above level 30!

How could this thousand-year-old soul ring provide so little improvement compared to the second and first rings he absorbed?

There was no sound in my ears.

Zhao Wuji and the others were so shocked by what they saw that they were speechless and unable to recover for a long time!

Gradually, Tang San also lost patience.

After the physical pain completely disappeared.

Once he regained consciousness, he also felt the weight in his arms.

When I raised my hand, it felt soft and slightly warm.

After just a couple of touches, the stench lingering around my nose became even stronger.

This looks like a soul beast?

"Soul Beast!?" Tang San's mind was buzzing with the sound of those two words.

The skunk's eyes snapped open, its dull, somewhat dazed little eyes meeting Tang San's.

"That's a skunk!"

Having a good understanding of all things Soul Masters, he recognized the little cutie in his arms at a glance.

Tang San's face twisted in extreme pain as he finally realized where the stench he was smelling was coming from.

But he didn't have time to figure out where the skunk came from.

His eyes held a mixture of panic and a sliver of hope...

However, his third spirit ring dealt him a devastating blow.

His pupils trembled violently, and blood vessels began to appear.

They screamed in terror.

"White! How could it be white... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Tang San was shocked and furious, unable to believe what he was seeing, and even forgot to throw away the skunk in his arms.

The stench doesn't matter anymore...

His heart was trembling!

"I clearly absorbed the thousand-year soul ring of the Human-Faced Demon Spider!"

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!" Tang San kept muttering to himself, unable to accept this cruel and outrageous fact!

He summoned his Blue Silver Grass, still clinging to a last glimmer of hope.

The white spirit ring glowed slightly.

However, no miracle occurred.

The Blue Silver Grass remained unchanged; only the stench Tang San detected had intensified...

"puff...!"

Tang San immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted to the sky.

"Do not!!"

He then fell straight down.

He was already at his limit after being tormented by forcibly absorbing the two-thousand-year-old soul ring.

Now, seeing his unprecedented and unparalleled soul ring configuration, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted from excitement.

Even as he closed his eyes, he still couldn't figure out what had gone wrong.

What exactly is going on! ?

In his final moments before collapsing, he seemed to see Xiaowu covering her nose, looking disgusted.

A little bit of joy welled up in my heart, Xiao Wu is back!

When he saw Ye Qiu with women on his left and right, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

And then, an endless surge of hatred welled up within him.

His intuition told him that his third spirit ring must have been tampered with by that damned Ye Qiu.

I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt very heavy.

I wanted to say something, but the blood was already stuck in my throat.

puff!

From the moment he yelled and screamed until he collapsed, only a few breaths passed.

"Tang San!"

Zhao Wuji finally realized what was happening.