Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 306 The Martial Soul Team Delivers Goods to Your Door

Because the Blue Silver King harbored deep resentment before its death, and its age was extremely high, Tang San indeed put in a lot of effort to absorb it.

However, no matter how you look at it, the power of the Blue Silver King's bloodline cannot compare to that of the Blue Silver Emperor.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. As dusk approached and the sun set, its afterglow spilled over the forest that was about to become desolate.

With a roar, the last lingering resentment of the Blue Silver King was also eliminated.

Tang San released his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul with satisfaction, adding a black soul ring to his original seven soul rings. Moreover, the color of this black soul ring was exceptionally deep, with a faint red tinge, clearly incomparable to the three ten-thousand-year soul rings that Tang San originally possessed.

Feeling the changes in his soul power, Tang San revealed a smug smile.

Besides absorbing the spirit ring, he had also plundered almost the entire life energy of the Blue Silver Forest, which directly brought his spirit power to the peak of level 83.

That wasn't all. After absorbing the spirit ring, Tang San began to search the corpse of the Blue Silver King.

The older a soul beast is, the more likely it is to develop a soul bone.

The rules that the Spirit Hall had finally summarized after thousands of years of research, after being slightly modified by Yu Xiaogang, ultimately became a small part of his invincible theory and was passed on to his beloved disciple Tang San.

The poor Blue Silver King was not only killed by the royal bloodline he had served for most of his life, but he couldn't even keep his remains intact.

Tang San dissected most of his body, revealing a left leg bone that shimmered with a crystal-clear blue light.

Upon seeing the appearance of the soul bone, Tang San's mouth twisted so much it seemed to reach the heavens, rivaling even the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.

For Soul Masters, absorbing Soul Rings and Soul Bones produced by the same Soul Beast simultaneously will maximize their effectiveness.

The Blue Silver King is the most compatible spirit beast with Tang San's spirit, besides Tang San's own mother, the Blue Silver Emperor. Considering all these factors, except for the inability to generate two skills, the value of this left leg bone is no less than that of a 100,000-year spirit bone.

Without much hesitation, Tang San began absorbing the Blue Silver King's soul bone.

The absorption of the soul bone was much faster than that of the soul ring. It was completed in just half an hour, and the soul power increased from level 83 to level 84.

"Hmm?" Tang San, who had just finished absorbing the soul bone, suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly. "Someone's here?"

shhhhhh! ! !

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dozen figures swiftly arrived in front of Tang San.

Upon seeing these dozen or so people, Tang San's expression immediately turned cold.

These dozen or so people weren't dressed uniformly; some wore yellow robes, some purple robes, and two wore black robes. But regardless of their attire, each of them had two small golden characters embroidered on their left shoulder capes—"Martial Soul." In the center of the characters "Martial Soul" was a golden longsword.

People of the Spirit Empire!

In the original story, Tang San and the other Shrek Seven Devils trained almost entirely in seclusion on Seagod Island. Because of the Seagod, the island was forced to get involved in the affairs of the mainland. Several guardians of the Holy Pillars even took turns going to the mainland to support the Star Luo Empire and the Clear Sky Sect. As a result, Tang San, who was training on Seagod Island, was very clear about the changes in the situation on the mainland.

"Who are you, and why are you here?"

The black-clad bishop, who was the leader of the dozen or so people, stared at Tang San and asked in a low voice.

The Blue Silver Forest is located within the territory of the Spirit Empire. Because Tang San almost drained the life force of the entire Blue Silver Forest, in less than half a day, the forest began to decay on a large scale. The Spirit Empire, having noticed the changes, sent this small team to investigate the situation.

Tang San did not answer, but looked at the people in front of him with an extremely contemptuous look. With his current strength, he could clearly see through the strength of the people who came.

Among these dozen or so, the strongest was the black-robed bishop who had asked him a question. His soul power was probably between level 74 and 75. The other black-robed bishop hadn't even broken through to the Soul Saint level. His soul power was probably around level 69 at its peak. However, given his age, he probably wouldn't be able to even touch the threshold of the Soul Saint level in his lifetime.

As for the remaining purple-robed bishops and yellow-robed grand deacons, they were even less impressive, with only two of them having soul power fluctuations above level 50.

Seeing that Tang San didn't answer, the black-robed bishop grew angry. Given his status, unless they were at the main hall of Spirit City, he was always fawned over wherever he went: "I'm asking you a question! Are you mute? What exactly happened here?"

Before the black-robed bishop could finish speaking, a blue silver grass suddenly shot out from in front of him, and with a soft "plop," it pierced through the black-robed bishop's chest.

The black-robed bishop stared blankly at his chest, seemingly unable to believe it. He pointed at Tang San, his eyes filled with an incredulous light.

"It's unbelievable that a Black-Clad Bishop at the Soul Saint level would be so foolish, completely lacking any preparation for a potential enemy!"

Tang San's eyes were full of mockery. With a light wave of his hand, the Blue Silver Grass, which had transformed into a sharp blade, was pulled back from the Black-Clad Bishop's body, bringing with it a spray of blood that splattered down, adding a touch of crimson to the already yellowing land.

The black-clad bishop stared wide-eyed as he fell straight backward, looking as if he had died with his eyes wide open.

"asshole!"

This sudden turn of events stunned the accompanying Soul Masters from the Martial Soul Empire. After a brief moment of astonishment, anger surged into their hearts. The dignified Black Cardinal had been killed right under their noses; they would surely face punishment upon their return.

"Take him down!"

Another Soul Emperor-level black-robed bishop roared, realizing that at this point, they could only appease the murderer to offset some of their guilt.

More than a dozen Soul Masters simultaneously released their Martial Souls, with white, yellow, purple, and black Soul Rings of various colors shining brightly, which looked quite cool.

"Overestimating yourself!"

A sinister smile flashed across Tang Shenwang's lips, and his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul was released. Eight spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—quietly appeared on Tang Shenwang's body.

The immense pressure unique to Contra immediately suppressed the dozen or so Soul Masters on the opposite side.

"Run!"

When the black-robed bishop, who possessed the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, saw the eight Soul Rings on Tang San's body, he almost instantly stopped in his tracks and turned to run in the opposite direction.

With just these dozen or so people, even if that Soul Saint-level black-robed bishop were still alive, they wouldn't be enough to kill a Soul Douluo.

The remaining dozen or so Soul Masters also realized what was happening and turned around to flee as fast as they could.

"Trying to run? Too late!"

Tang San's sixth spirit ring lit up, and countless Blue Silver Grasses, exuding a killing aura, swept in from all directions like sharp swords, instantly turning the dozen or so spirit masters into sieves.

(End of this chapter)