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

Deep within the ocean's eye.

With the Golden Sacred Dragon Bloodline in Tang San's hand, the attraction it exerted on the others subsided. The others had already reached the minimum threshold of 108 levels. Except for Dai Mubai, who was still struggling under double the pressure, the others had no reason to continue enduring in the deep sea. They all changed direction and swam upstream with the current.

Tang San, however, did not rush to surface.

He grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist and pulled her backward, stopping at the hundredth tidal step.

After a full year of being tempered by the immense pressure of the deep sea, the water pressure at this level was practically nonexistent for them. Looking down from the Poseidon Terrace on the shore, only two blurry black shadows could be vaguely glimpsed in the deep blue sea.

"Xiao Wu, this is for you." Tang San opened his palm, and the drop of golden blood made the surrounding seawater shine.

Xiao Wu's eyes reddened slightly as she looked at him, moved, "Brother..."

"Absorb it now." Tang San's tone was decisive. He glanced up at the sea, his gaze indifferent.

"If I bring it back to shore, the teacher will definitely ask for it. If he goes to beg Dean Flander, the dean might be easily swayed and forcibly take it. There are too many variables, and I can't handle it. Absorbing it here is the safest option."

Xiao Wu nodded, accepting the drop of golden holy dragon bloodline without hesitation, and immediately floated cross-legged in the seawater. Tang San, holding the hexagonal Clear Sky Hammer, quietly stood guard in front of her.

……

On the sea, there was a splashing sound.

Zhu Zhuqing broke through the water's surface, panting heavily as she climbed onto the sea god's platform. Before she could even stand firmly, Yu Xiaogang, his eyes bloodshot, pounced on her, his withered fingers almost gripping her shoulders.

"Zhu Qing! Did you obtain the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline? Did you?!"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and silently avoided Yu Xiaogang's hand. Her voice was indifferent: "No. The bloodline is in Tang San's hands."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was first stunned, then his face turned bright red with extreme joy.

"Good disciple! Truly my good disciple!" Yu Xiaogang turned around, rushed to the edge of the Myriad Tide Sea Eye, and shouted at the bottomless sea.

"You little mistress! You truly are my best and only disciple! Quick, get your bloodline ashore!"

Deep within the sea eye, the hundredth tidal step.

The sound from the shore was carried down by the current in a muffled manner. Xiao Wu was just about to infuse the golden blood into her chest when she heard this noise. She paused, and gave Tang San a strange look.

Tang San remained calm and reached out to ruffle her hair: "Don't worry about him, just focus on absorbing the nutrients."

Xiao Wu smiled and, without any further hesitation, directly slapped the drop of golden holy dragon blood into her body.

ashore.

Yu Xiaogang clung to the edge of the pool, calling out again and again until his voice was hoarse. Time passed slowly, and apart from the surging undercurrents, there was no other movement on the surface of the sea; Tang San still hadn't surfaced.

At first, Yu Xiaogang kept reassuring himself: the sea eye is too deep, Xiao San dived to the bottom under heavy pressure, and was exhausted. It will definitely take time for her to swim up...

But as the time it takes for an incense stick to burn passed, bad thoughts slowly began to grow in his heart.

He nervously picked at the grout between the floor tiles, his fingernails bleeding, muttering to himself, "No... the mistress won't betray me, I raised her, she wouldn't dare..."

Flander, who was standing at the back, couldn't stand it anymore.

The Four-Eyed Cat-Owl Martial Soul granted him exceptional eyesight. He squinted, his gaze piercing through the deep blue seawater, fixed on the position of the hundredth floor.

There, a dazzling golden light was blooming, clearly indicating that someone was fusing with the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon.

The reason why Tang San did not go ashore is obvious.

Flander sighed, stepped forward, and patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder heavily with his broad hand, his voice dry:

"Xiaogang, don't dwell on it too much. What's not yours will never be yours."

These words were like a steel needle, piercing through Yu Xiaogang's last fragile layer of self-esteem.

Yu Xiaogang twisted his head forcefully in a fit of rage, his face contorted as he roared at Flander:

"What do you mean 'don't overthink it'?! Fine, Flander, you weren't willing to go into the water to retrieve it for me, but now that my disciple has it, do you still want to stop him from returning the bloodline to me?!"

Flander was suddenly sprayed in the face with spittle, his hand frozen in mid-air. Seeing his old friend in such a state, Flander felt disappointed.

He shook his head, withdrew his hand, and stepped aside without a word, no longer bothering with this madman.

Below, the hundredth tidal level.

Xiao Wu's fusion process was extremely rapid. In the blink of an eye, a huge phantom materialized behind her.

Her martial spirit possessed her body on its own. Xiao Wu's figure subtly changed within the golden light.

The edges of her originally pinkish-white rabbit ears and the ends of her long braid hanging down her back were now tinged with a noble pale gold. She slowly opened her eyes, and her pupils had turned into a majestic light gold.

Fine, hard golden dragon scales emerged from the back of her hands, covering her forearms and calves. But miraculously, these scales did not affect her flexibility in the slightest; all her joints retained the amazing suppleness of the Soft-Boned Rabbit.

As a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, this evolution of her martial soul freed her from the weakness of her rabbit-type martial soul.

The ethereal rabbit silhouette behind Xiao Wu now features dazzling golden lines that run along its spine. Its overall shape remains that of a graceful rabbit.

But the absolute power of the dragon race, the indestructible scales that provide defense, and the pure light attribute have already been integrated into her limbs and bones.

The Golden Dragon Rabbit is now fully formed.

"Brother! I did it!"

Xiao Wu looked down at the fine golden scales covering her forearm, her light golden eyes filled with excitement.

She could clearly feel the power belonging to the dragon race within her body merging with the bloodline of the Soft Bone Rabbit.

Seeing her like this, Tang San felt relieved, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his lips.

"I see, she's really strong." Tang San stepped forward and carefully examined Xiao Wu's current condition.

With the violent amplification of the dragon, and retaining the nimbleness of the Soft-Boned Rabbit, he believed that if Xiao Wu were to face that Little Green again, she could suppress her opponent in close combat.

"Let's keep our spirits in this state and go up." Tang San turned around and pointed to the sea surface above, which was faintly lit.

Xiao Wu was immersed in the joy of her sudden increase in power when she heard these words and her movements froze.

She looked up somewhat awkwardly, hesitatingly asking, "Third Brother... are we just going up like this? What about your teacher...?"

Everyone in Shrek knew Yu Xiaogang's fanatical obsession with this drop of blood. This was tantamount to directly robbing Yu Xiaogang of his lifeblood.