Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and slashed his left arm and thigh hard. Blood gushed out instantly, staining his robe red.

"Do it!" Yu Xiaogang threw the short knife on the ground and shouted in a deep voice.

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and several dark purple Blue Silver Grass vines shot out from his palm, accurately piercing into the wounds on Yu Xiaogang's arm and thigh.

The barbs clung tightly to the flesh. Tang San took a deep breath and channeled the energy he had extracted from Titan's body and stored in his meridians, which was not yet fully digested, into Yu Xiaogang's body through the Blue Silver Grass vines.

"Well……"

As soon as the power entered his body, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned purplish-red.

That soul power was too violent and too chaotic, carrying the blood and energy of Titan, a power-type Soul Douluo, rampaging through Yu Xiaogang's fragile and blocked meridians. The intense swelling pain caused his whole body to spasm, and veins bulged on his forehead.

However, amidst this heart-wrenching torment, Yu Xiaogang keenly perceived another change.

The bottleneck of his level 29 soul power, which had trapped him for decades, actually loosened slightly under the impact of this external force!

The feeling was like a dried-up, cracked riverbed finally being flooded!

"Not enough...not enough!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot and looked ferocious. He immediately realized that relying solely on physical absorption was far from enough to reach the threshold for a breakthrough; the Martial Soul was the foundation of a Soul Master.

He endured the excruciating pain of his torn meridians and roared, "Luo Sanpao! Come out!"

A flash of light appeared, and a creature resembling a piglet appeared on the bloodstained wooden board.

"Xiao San, get it too! Entangle it as well!" Yu Xiaogang ordered, pointing at Luo Sanpao on the ground.

Although Luo Sanpao on the ground was just a failed mutated martial soul, it was connected to Yu Xiaogang by blood and possessed weak instincts. It seemed to sense the nauseating evil aura in the room and smelled the pungent smell of blood. It trembled with fear, retreating back incessantly, emitting mournful "humphs".

Tang San stared expressionlessly at the trembling Luo Sanpao. Now that he had decided to drag his teacher completely into the abyss, he naturally wouldn't show any mercy.

He bent down, picked up the short knife stained with Yu Xiaogang's blood from the ground, and strode over to Luo Sanpao. Without any pity, Tang San raised his knife and slashed several times across Luo Sanpao's fleshy back.

"Aww—!" Luo Sanpao let out a miserable cry.

Before it could struggle, several barbed Blue Silver Grass blades pierced its wound like venomous snakes. Tang San continued to channel his soul power, diverting energy and frantically pouring it into Yu Xiaogang and Luo Sanpao's bodies.

A man and a pig, in this dimly lit wooden hut, greedily devoured the power that did not belong to them.

Soon, the surplus energy stored in Tang San's meridians was completely depleted. However, Yu Xiaogang's aura was still stuck on the verge of a breakthrough, just one step away from success.

"I'm out of energy." Tang San felt the emptiness in his meridians, slowly turned his head, and cast his emotionless purple eyes at Titan, who was bound in the corner.

"Senior Titan, I apologize for the inconvenience."

The moment the words fell, dozens of thick blue silver grass vines shot out again, deeply embedding themselves in Titan's massive body.

At this moment, Tang San was no longer a one-way absorber; he transformed himself into a living transit station!

With his left hand, he extracted the Soul Douluo's blood and life force from Titan's body, and then, through his right hand, continuously injected it into Yu Xiaogang and Luo Sanpao's bodies.

Titan groaned, his once ruddy face visibly turning ashen. His life force was slowly draining away, and his powerful muscles even began to atrophy almost imperceptibly. But he still gritted his teeth, not uttering a single sound of resistance.

On the other hand, Yu Xiaogang felt the freshest energy flowing into his body.

"boom--!"

The barrier that had tormented him for most of his life, and which countless people had declared he could never cross in his lifetime, shattered at this moment!

Level 30!

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes, and there was no trace of his former dejection and inferiority complex in them. In their place was a madness that had been suppressed for decades, and a sense of exhilaration as if he had finally avenged his great enemy.

He felt the abundant soul power within his body, looked at his blood-stained hands, a twisted smile spreading across his face, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"It worked...it actually worked!"

Yu Xiaogang finally became a true Soul Master in this bloody room!

Tang San, standing to the side, was slightly pale, but seeing Yu Xiaogang's breakthrough, he still asked softly, "Teacher, how are you feeling?"

Upon hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang instantly suppressed the madness in his eyes. He took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, deliberately put on a serious face, and said solemnly, "Currently, it seems that there are no obvious discomforts in my body. However..."

He then changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "This kind of forceful plundering of others' power is extremely domineering and goes against common sense. Just because there are no problems now doesn't mean there won't be hidden dangers in the future."

"Little San, remember this: if you use this ability again, I must be present. Every bit of power you absorb, every change in your meridians, we must study and discuss together. Never recklessly absorb power on your own for the sake of temporary advancement, lest you destroy your foundation!"

These words were spoken with great righteousness, as if his earlier request to absorb soul power was truly just to risk his life and pave the way for his disciple.

Tang San nodded. He understood how tempting breaking through to level 30 was for his teacher. The fact that his teacher could remain "calm" at this moment and still think about studying together meant that his strategy of dragging his teacher into the matter had worked.

Thinking of this, Tang San's mind started working again.

Since this method can not only accelerate one's own cultivation speed, but also forcibly help the teacher break through the bottleneck, does that mean... this method can also be used to help Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others quickly improve their strength?

If all members of Shrek Academy can achieve a leap in level through this, they will be invincible in the upcoming Soul Master Competition.

But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before Tang San extinguished it.

No, absolutely not now.

This is too shocking; not everyone in the Shrek Seven Devils is as able to uphold justice as he is.

If anyone leaks the news, or if the sharp-eyed bishops of the Spirit Hall notice something amiss on the field, they will face a joint manhunt from the entire continent's spirit master community.