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Tang Hao knelt before Tang San's corpse, as if his soul had been ripped out.

His son's blood was still warm, trickling down between his fingers and seeping into the black soil of the Sunset Forest. He wanted to roar, but only a low, beast-like growl escaped his throat. The sound was inhuman, as if someone had slowly ripped open his chest with a dull knife, tearing it out from the deepest part of his heart.

"Little San..." He reached out to wipe the blood from Tang San's face, but the more he wiped, the more blood appeared, and the dirtier it became. Tang San's eyes were still open, his pupils already dilated, but Tang Hao felt that those eyes were staring at him, asking—Father, where are you? Why didn't you save me?

Tang Hao opened his mouth, and blood foam spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was unclear whether the blood was from his lungs or his heart.

Tang Hao didn't move.

Bibi Dong frowned, her right hand slightly raised, and the ghostly green phantom of the Death Spider King coalesced behind her. She had no time to waste here. The 100,000-year-old soul beast was on the run, and the thief who stole it hadn't been caught yet; she had to act quickly.

But the moment she raised her hand, Tang Hao moved.

It wasn't him that was moving, but the Haotian Hammer beneath his feet.

The hammer suddenly swelled, and all the remaining spirit rings exploded simultaneously. The Great Sumeru Hammer, with five layers of exploding rings—this was the first time Tang Hao had pushed this move to its limit since Ah Yin's death.

boom--!

The massive Clear Sky Hammer crashed down as if the heavens were collapsing. Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo's Martial Soul Fusion Technique—the Two Elements Stillness Domain—shattered like glass under this hammer blow. Even Bibi Dong was sent flying backward by the terrifying force, and Qian Jun and Jiang Mo barely managed to block the aftershocks with all their might.

Smoke and dust obscured the sun. Tang Hao, carrying Tang San's body, used the chaos to escape into the distance.

"Chase him." Bibi Dong's voice was eerily calm. "He can't get far."

As Tang Hao carried his son's corpse away into the distance, Lu Ming had already run a long way with Xiao Wu in his arms.

In his state of perfect harmony with nature, his perception flowed like mercury, taking in everything within a radius of hundreds of feet. His Turtle Breathing Technique made him appear as if he were dead, without a trace of breath. Relying on his pre-planned escape route, he had already left everyone else far behind.

"That's about it."

Lu Ming ran for three whole days before finally stopping at a secluded spot. During this time, Xiao Wu showed signs of waking up, but Lu Ming suppressed her every time and stuffed her into a sack. After releasing Xiao Wu, he showed no cruelty, ending her life with a single sword strike, and a red soul ring immediately appeared in the air.

This is a desolate wasteland. Withered yellow grasses are pressed flat to the ground by the wind, and distant mountains appear and disappear in the morning mist. This wasteland is devoid of human habitation and spirit beasts.

He sat cross-legged and activated the Tai Chi diagram within his body. As the Tai Chi diagram appeared above his head, the blood-red soul ring seemed to be summoned and flew straight towards Lu Ming, attaching itself to the Tai Chi diagram.

The moment the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Ring returned to its place, Lu Ming felt as if his body had been stuffed into the crater of an erupting volcano. The soul power was too immense, so immense that it affected his three dantian. Every inch of his bones trembled violently under the impact of that power, and fine beads of blood seeped from the surface of his skin, which were the blood squeezed out of his meridians.

But Lu Ming didn't panic.

He knew this was Xiaowu's revenge, her final act of resentment, and that she wanted to drag him down with her.

He gritted his teeth, forced his consciousness to sink deep into his dantian, and fully activated the Longevity and Immortality Technique.

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The Tai Chi diagram spun wildly above his head, the Yin and Yang energies connecting end to end, transforming into a bottomless vortex that swallowed the immense, almost destructive, soul power whole. The true energy vortices in his upper, middle, and lower dantian simultaneously accelerated, frantically refining this foreign power.

Within his spiritual sea, Xiao Wu's remnant soul stared at him with a face full of resentment, her overwhelming killing intent and resentment surging like a tide, as if to completely devour his mind.

"You wanted my spirit ring and spirit bone, so why did you kill my brother?!"

"That's because I'm afraid you'll sacrifice yourself for him," Lu Ming replied calmly. "Of course, there's another reason—to nip it in the bud."

He was multitasking, maintaining the operation of the Eternal Youth and Longevity Technique and frantically absorbing soul power on one hand, and guarding his mind to withstand Xiao Wu's mental attack on the other. He knew very well that the resentment of a 100,000-year-old soul beast before its death was something even a Title Douluo would have to go all out to withstand; the slightest mistake would result in demonic possession and death.

However, his foundation was the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and a vortex of true energy had already condensed in his upper dantian, capable of directly absorbing and transforming the spiritual power of Xiao Wu's remnant soul. In addition, the Autumn Water Dew greatly enhanced his spiritual power, making it more than enough to block this resentment.

As the tide recedes and the tide rises, time is on his side.

One day... two days... three days...

When Lu Ming finally digested the soul power and opened his eyes, his aura had reached a completely new level. Level 74. A 100,000-year soul ring had directly boosted him from level 70 to level 74. This was even after he had used most of his soul power for body tempering.

As the tide recedes and the tide rises, time is on his side.

One day... two days... three days...

When Lu Ming finally digested the soul power and opened his eyes, his aura had reached a completely new level. Level 74. A 100,000-year soul ring had directly boosted him from level 70 to level 74. This was even after he had used most of his soul power for body tempering.

If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.

If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.

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If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.

As the tide recedes and the tide rises, time is on his side.

One day... two days... three days...

When Lu Ming finally digested the soul power and opened his eyes, his aura had reached a completely new level. Level 74. A 100,000-year soul ring had directly boosted him from level 70 to level 74. This was even after he had used most of his soul power for body tempering.

If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.

If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.

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If he chooses to absorb it completely... he might reach level 76, or even level 77.

But Lu Ming didn't regret it. He could feel that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before, his meridians were as tough as cables made of twisted steel wire, and every bone had a warm, jade-like luster.

His mental strength also increased by 20%, and became more refined.

What surprised him even more was the seventh soul skill, the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body. But it was different from what he had expected, with an additional use—the Tai Chi diagram flew out from above his head, hovering behind him, transforming into a slowly rotating black and white light wheel, from which Yin and Yang energies poured down, completely enveloping his body.

At this moment, he is Tai Chi, and Tai Chi is him.

Fusion. Increase. Control.

The three are combined into one.

The Tai Chi Martial Soul True Body did not require him to "control" it at all. The feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to describe. It was as if the whole world had become a part of his body. Every slightest change, from the wind blowing through the grass to the leaves falling and flowers blooming, was clearly visible in his consciousness.

More importantly, he felt that his physical strength was fully capable of withstanding a state of destruction exceeding thirty breaths, something he had never dared to imagine before.

"And the soul bone."

Lu Ming stood up, walked to Xiao Wu's corpse, and picked up the soul bone that shimmered with pink light, was crystal clear, and emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power. The right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit should have granted him the two divine soul skills of Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation.

After only a moment's hesitation, he placed the soul bone on his right leg bone. The moment the soul bone touched his skin, it transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

In an instant, his right leg felt as if it had been set on fire, the burning sensation engulfing every inch of the leg's bones. He could clearly feel that the soul bone was not truly fused with the leg bone, but rather tightly attached to the bone like a layer of armor, more like a piece of equipment. However, the soul bone and leg bone were deeply connected, making it extremely difficult to remove.