Douluo Continent: Possessing Tang San's Body, Inheriting Life and Destruction

Just as the two were preparing to continue their journey.

"Luo Luo..." Luo Sanpao's voice suddenly rang out again.

A soft rustling sound came from inside.

At the same time, the two saw a dark green, three-faced snake head rising from the bushes, coldly staring in their direction.

The moment Yu Xiaogang saw the snake's head clearly, his face turned deathly pale.

"It's a Datura snake." Yu Xiaogang's voice was very low, as if afraid of startling the snake, his tone revealing barely concealed tension. "How could such a ferocious creature appear on the outskirts of the Soul Hunter Forest?"

Tang San stood half a step behind Yu Xiaogang, his gaze fixed on the Mandala Snake, which should be Tang San's first spirit ring in the original story.

"Hopefully it's a ten-year-old one." Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled slightly. "If this Mandragora Serpent is a ten-year-old soul beast, then we can still fight. If it's a hundred-year-old one, run away immediately."

Upon hearing this, Tang San shifted his gaze from the snake's head to Yu Xiaogang's face and asked, "Teacher, didn't you say you would hunt snake-type spirit beasts for me? And you just said that the ideal age for the first spirit ring is four hundred years, wouldn't a hundred years be even better? Why are you running away now?"

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red again, his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, his words muffled: "Uh... I..."

Yu Xiaogang couldn't explain. Hunting snake-type spirit beasts was his own suggestion. He himself had said that a first spirit ring at four hundred years was ideal. But now, whenever they encountered snake-type spirit beasts, he was the first to shout "Run!"

Just as Yu Xiaogang was stammering and unable to speak, the bushes suddenly parted to the sides, revealing the entire body of the datura snake from the darkness—a snake nearly four meters long.

Four meters means this mandrake is at least four hundred years old.

"Oh no, there's no time to explain, Tang San, run!" Yu Xiaogang snapped out of his embarrassment, his soul nearly leaving his body. He turned around abruptly and reached out to grab Tang San and run with him.

However, the spot where Tang San had just stood was completely empty, without a single person in sight.

Yu Xiaogang subconsciously looked back and saw that Tang San had already run more than ten meters away, running very fast.

"Teacher, run! Why aren't you running?!" Tang San shouted back to Yu Xiaogang after running a distance.

Yu Xiaogang's lips twitched violently.

Yu Xiaogang didn't have time to think, because the Datura snake had already moved, its eyes locking onto him.

Having lost his footing so easily, there's no time to run now; he has no choice but to fight.

"His farts are like thunder, deafening and earth-shattering!"

Without hesitation, Yu Xiaogang immediately ordered an attack.

"boom!"

Another loud bang, and a yellow shockwave erupted from behind Luo Sanpao, sweeping towards the Mandala Serpent.

A strong stench exploded in the air, even more intense than when dealing with the Netherwolf, clearly indicating that Yu Xiaogang had given it his all.

But the Datura snake was not a ghost wolf. The stench did not cause it any real harm; on the contrary, it enraged it, and a violent glint flashed in its eyes.

The snake's tail lashed out like a steel whip.

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, Luo Sanpao's round body was sent flying into the air, tumbling several times before crashing heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, but the datura snake coiled around him, tightly binding him, its body tightening and its bones creaking.

"Roar!!!"

Luo Sanpao let out a shrill scream, and purple light flashed rapidly from its body a few times. Then, with a "poof," it transformed into a stream of light and merged back into Yu Xiaogang's body.

Yu Xiaogang's body jolted violently, and his face turned from white to green.

But the datura snake's attack was not over; it quickly pounced on Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang had no time to react and could only turn his body to the side to avoid vital points, but his right leg was still bitten by the venomous fangs of the datura snake.

A sharp pain shot through his calf, and Yu Xiaogang groaned as he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

A chilling force was spreading from the wound throughout Yu Xiaogang's body.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, his right leg numb, and a cold sensation spreading up his thigh.

When he looked up and saw the datura snake slowly open its mouth, revealing four curved fangs, Yu Xiaogang felt a deep sense of despair.

The datura snake opened its mouth to its maximum, ready to swallow Yu Xiaogang whole.

"Whoosh!!!"

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.

An iron-tipped arrow shot from dozens of meters away, striking the mandrake serpent precisely. The arrowhead sank into the snake's body, and blood seeped from the wound.

"hiss!!!"

The datura snake, in pain, suddenly contracted its body, and its head, which was originally aimed at Yu Xiaogang, abruptly turned to lock onto the direction from which the arrow was flying.

Dozens of meters away, Tang San had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow, standing there steadily. The bowstring was still vibrating slightly, and the second arrow was already nocked.

"Whoosh!"

The second arrow followed closely, this time striking the datura serpent in the neck.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Tang San's archery skills weren't exactly superb, but the Mandala Snake was nearly four meters long, making it a large enough target. As long as he didn't shoot with his eyes closed, he could always hit it.

"hiss!!!"

The datura snake writhed wildly, letting out a fierce cry.

It abandoned Yu Xiaogang, turned its body around, and suddenly sprang up, rushing towards Tang San.

Tang San didn't panic. He casually put the bow and arrows into the Oriental Pearl and turned to run towards the center of the Soul Hunter Forest.

The figures of the man and the snake quickly disappeared into the shadows of the dense forest.

The open space fell silent again.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, his right leg completely numb, the toxins spreading throughout his body along his blood vessels, and his consciousness beginning to blur.

On the other side, Tang San ran incessantly through the dense forest, with a rustling sound following closely behind him.

Tang San dared not turn around, but he could feel the Mandala Snake getting closer and closer to him.

The speed of a four-hundred-year-old soul beast is beyond the reach of a six-year-old child. Even though Tang San had consumed whale glue and his physique far surpassed that of his peers, the gap was still gradually narrowing.

Tang San's brain was working at lightning speed as he ran, observing his surroundings.

After running for about 15 minutes, the woods ahead suddenly became thinner, and the light became a bit brighter.

Tang San burst out of the last patch of bushes, and the view suddenly opened up before him.

This is a small clearing in the woods. In the very center of the clearing, a giant tree rises from the ground. On the trunk of the giant tree, a huge evergreen vine climbs up from the ground and extends to the top of the tree canopy.

The main stem of that evergreen vine was as thick as an adult's thigh, its entire body a deep emerald green tinged with dark, and covered with fine veins.

The vines stretched out from the main trunk in all directions, some climbing onto the surrounding tree trunks, some hanging down to the ground, and some swaying slightly in the air like snakes.

Tang San's gaze swept quickly across the ivy, and he was rapidly making plans in his mind.

Ivy is a very ancient plant-type spirit beast, known for its extremely strong vitality and adaptability.

It can survive from a single cutting, and it can sprout quickly even after being damaged. It is evergreen all year round and never withers, making it one of the most resilient species among plant-type soul beasts.

Moreover, ivy has a certain degree of toxin resistance, and its body is often used as an ingredient in heat-clearing and detoxifying medicines.

More importantly, the ivy vines are exceptionally tough, and ordinary swords and knives cannot cut them.