Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 92: Ten Thousand Bone Mountains
The soul power in Tang San's body flowed along with the ghost ring, just like the water in the river driven by a waterwheel, flowing continuously and endlessly.

At the time when Tang San had not yet fully awakened his second martial soul, he discovered when he was hunting for his second soul ring to kill the mountain-moving mandrill that some of the power absorbed by his Rakshasa martial soul could be fed back to him to increase his soul power.

In other words, the more Tang San kills, the faster his cultivation level improves, which is very consistent with the setting of the Rakshasa God, who obtains the power of death through killing.

With a sound of "bo", finally, after the ghost ring rotated and refined the soul for seven days and seven nights, a soft echoing sound was heard, followed by a creaking sound coming from the ghost ring.

After the ghost ring completed the devouring and refining, it revealed a special soul power. This power was full of the coldness of death, but also possessed strong vitality, giving a sense of fulfillment like a vampire after sucking blood.

"Level 39?" Tang San discovered that his soul power had increased by two levels, reaching level 39, and was only one level away from level 40 Soul Master.

Tang San did not find it strange that his soul power increased, because in the world of Douluo Continent where there was no cultivation method, the soul power of a soul master did not mainly rely on accumulation. Although the soul power could be improved little by little through the simulative training field, without the acceleration of the cultivation method, it mainly depended on chance.

It is possible that your soul power will be greatly improved by suddenly obtaining some opportunity, or it is also possible that your martial soul will evolve under some opportunity.

The divine test is naturally also an opportunity for cultivation.

After Tang San silently felt the strength of the Ghost Ring, he nodded in satisfaction, thinking: "Not bad, the Ghost Ring has now reached 5,500 years old, which is stronger than my third soul ring. It is truly worthy of being a God-given soul ring. Not only can it evolve infinitely, but it is also very powerful and has multiple soul skills."

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, each time a level is unlocked, Luosha's ghost ring will have an additional soul skill. Now that Tang San's ghost ring has broken through the thousand-year level, he has an additional soul skill to use. And as the soul ring evolves to a higher level, the power of all soul skills will also become stronger.

It's like a Rakshasa possession. If it's a ten-year-level Rakshasa possession, the overall improvement is limited, but if it reaches a thousand years, like five thousand years now, then the Rakshasa possession is equivalent to the possession improvement of a five-thousand-year spirit ring. That kind of improvement is absolutely terrifying, enough for Tang San in the possessed state to tear a thousand-year spirit beast apart with his bare hands.

Ghost Ring's first soul skill is Rakshasa Possession, which is given by default. The second soul skill is Half Moon Slash, which is a single-target attack, while Ghost Ring's third soul skill is Black Demon Pool, which is a large-scale group control soul skill that needs to be used in conjunction with the domain, and can imprison all targets within the domain.

"Black Demonic Pool, this is exactly the control-type soul skill I'm currently lacking. Although it can only be effective within the Rakshasa domain, as the Ghost Ring evolves, the domain range will become wider and wider, and the control range will also become wider."

Tang San unknowingly passed seven days. Although the increase in soul power could maintain his vital signs and he didn't need to eat, Tang San would still feel hungry after coming out of seclusion.

After eating and washing up, Tang San went out, ready to go to the Wangu Mountains.

"Tyrone?" Tang San saw Tyrone sitting cross-legged on the ground as soon as he walked out.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Tai Long quickly stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "Third Young Master, you are finally out of seclusion."

Tang San was slightly startled and asked, "You won't be waiting for me here at the door, will you?"

Tai Long scratched his head and nodded shyly, "I don't know when you will come out of seclusion, Third Young Master, so I have no choice but to wait here."

Tang San also highly praised Tai Long's loyalty, saying, "I understand your loyalty, but next time you can wait inside the house. I'll pass by your house when I leave the academy." As if remembering something, Tai Long said, "By the way, Third Young Master, Meng Yiran came to see you when you were in seclusion."

"Come to see me? What do you want from me?" Tang San asked.

Tai Long recalled and said, "It seems that she asked you to go to the Mimicry Training Field to practice. She seemed to say that she had finally mastered what you taught her and wanted to spar with you. But when she saw that you were in seclusion, she left."

Tang San naturally knew what Meng Yiran meant. He guessed that he had made some progress in the use of hidden weapons. Meng Yiran had been practicing hidden weapons all along, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to get started after completing the secret manual.

After thinking for a while, Tang San shook his head and said, "No, I don't plan to go to the Mimicry Training Field."

The so-called simulated training ground refers to a place that allows soul masters to train their martial souls in the environment that is most suitable for them. Although this cannot be said to achieve twice the result with half the effort, it can play a very good auxiliary role.

When Tang San was in Haotian Sect, he had the qualification to enter Haotian Sect's simulated training field without limit, but he rarely entered the simulated training field because fake is fake after all.

This is also the reason why the Haotian Sect has required its disciples to train alone throughout the ages. Real mountains, streams, rivers, oceans, and even the haunted places of soul beasts cannot be simulated by the mimicry training field. The biggest difference is the soul beasts.

The simulated training ground lacked soul beasts and training, which was what Tang San didn't like. He really enjoyed the psychological state of being highly focused, completely immersed in it and experiencing excitement and fulfillment, just like the flow state with electricity flowing through it.

Like the second breath while running, that feeling of sudden enlightenment, this can only be felt in the real soul beast realm under high-intensity pressure. A safe place like mimicry training will only produce a lazy sense of security.

"Is everything done?" Tang San suddenly asked.

Tai Long's expression suddenly became serious, and he nodded heavily, saying, "Everything will be in accordance with the Third Young Master's instructions."

"That's fine. Let's go. It's time to go to the Wangu Mountains. The soul guide sect that slept in ancient times can't be such a coincidence that it is the Tang Sect."

The memory fragment of the soul guide device shows that the Tang Sect does not have any soul guide devices, but it is a soul guide device that is recorded in this memory fragment. It is very likely that over the course of time, the hidden weapons that originally relied on mechanical kinetic energy eventually became soul guide devices that use soul power.

If this is true, maybe Tang San can find an offensive soul guide, which will definitely be a major discovery.

Tailong arranged an exquisite carriage, and the two of them left Wuhun City and headed for the Wangu Mountains. Although the Wangu Mountains were outside Wuhun City, it was impossible for them to be right next to Wuhun City, and there was still some distance.

Three full days passed before Tang San and Tai Long finally arrived at the entrance of Wangu Mountains. Stepping off the carriage, Tang San saw towering mountains and vast terrain, like a coiled dragon. Unlike what he had imagined, this mountain gate was not filled with bones. It looked like a spiritual land. As soon as he arrived here, he felt relaxed and relaxed. He took a deep breath and could feel the sweetness of the air.

(End of this chapter)