Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect

"He was taken away by the Spirit Hall Law Enforcement Team. I think they falsely accused the elders and he's been locked up in the Spirit Prison."

After his subordinates explained, Tuoba Xi instantly understood what was going on. They brought back many soul guide debris and fragments from the ancient ruins. At that time, they did not take the soul bone box seriously. They just thought that the soul guide was still useful, so they gave it to their son Tuojia for safekeeping.

Who knew that the Holy Dragon Sect had deciphered the ancient text a few days ago and discovered the importance of the box? If a soul guide was lost before, it would have been lost, but who could have imagined that this box would suddenly become so precious? So, worried that the secret would be exposed, Tuo Jia took a risky move and had to lure Tang San out so that he could snatch it back and make amends.

As a result, when they wanted to look for him, they found that Tuojia was missing. After asking, they found out that Tuojia was not only locked up, but also his soul bone box was stolen.

And as luck would have it, it was Tang San who stole the things, and he also had the Pope's order!

Tuoba Xi was instantly enraged, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. "How dare you conceal such an important matter as the Soul Bone Box being stolen? You're truly more of a hindrance than a help!"

The elder of the Holy Dragon Sect beside him whispered, "Sect Master, the Soul Bone Box is on Tang San now. He may not know the function of the Soul Bone Box. Do you want us to send someone to grab it back?"

"Stupid!" Tuoba Xi snorted coldly, and said, "If we had snatched it back from the beginning, maybe Tang San wouldn't have realized it, but didn't you hear just now? In the fighting arena, Tang San took out the Soul Bone Box to provoke Tuo Jia, and deliberately took Tuo Jia away for interrogation. This shows that Tang San has already realized the importance of the Soul Bone Box."

"In Spirit City, I'm not afraid of the Clear Sky Sect, but Tang San possesses the Pope's Order. Robbing the holder of the Pope's Order in Spirit City is like slapping the Pope in the face!"

"If we offend the Pope, our Holy Dragon Sect will be destroyed in an instant!"

When Pope Qian Xunji was mentioned, even Tuoba Xi, who had reached the level of Titled Douluo, felt his hair stand on end. That fear was not fake.

"But there's no need to worry, Sect Master. The Young Sect Master will definitely keep it a secret. It's impossible for Tang San to know the location of the ruins."

Tuoba Xi couldn't help but sneer when he heard the words of these sect elders. He said, "Humph, he better be able to keep the secret. Otherwise, even if he is my son, I will definitely kill him. But we have to prepare for the worst. What if the Haotian Sect has a martial spirit master who can read minds? It's only a matter of time before they know the location."

"No matter what, send someone to closely monitor Tang San's every move. If a powerful member of the Clear Sky Sect enters Clear Sky City or Tang San leaves Spirit City, notify me immediately. Also, send someone to the Clear Sky Sect to get some information."

Upon hearing Tuoba Xi's order, the core disciples, guardians, and elders of the Holy Dragon Sect all rushed out. They also understood the importance of this matter. If successful, they would definitely be able to replace the three major sects in the future, and even surpass the Spirit Hall.

Tuobaxi regretted it in his heart and said, "If there wasn't a soul power level limit in that place, I shouldn't have let that idiot Tuojia know about this."

It really proves the saying that what we fear most is the second generation of rich people being ambitious.

Even if Tang San didn't know about the reaction of the Holy Dragon Sect, he could more or less guess it. However, he was not in a hurry now because the initiative and the things were in his hands.

In the Wuhun Academy, in Tang San’s own training room, with the appearance of the ghost ring, the soul absorbed by the ghost ring in the prison began to be refined.

This time, the ghost ring was full, and even digestion and evolution took time.

A white soul ring appeared in front of Tang San. The ghost ring was like a turbine, driving the soul power. The souls absorbed by it flowed in circles. As the ghost ring rotated, the soul power in Tang San's body also rose and fell.

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 and said, "I understand your loyalty, but next time you can wait inside the house. I will 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.

Chapter 93 What Should You Call Me?

"No wonder it was preserved by the Spirit Hall. I guess there's a Spirit Hall medicine garden in the Wangu Mountains."

The Wumu Basin is the medicine garden basin of the Haotian Sect, so Tang San understands the Spirit Hall's approach very well. He tries to maintain the integrity of the mountains and does not interfere, so that high-quality medicinal materials and spiritual treasures can be produced.

People come to pick medicinal herbs every once in a while. We live by the mountain and by the sea.

There are even some houses near the Wangu Mountains, which are the bases built by the Spirit Hall. Just like when Tang San entered the Sunset Forest, he needed the Spirit Hall's warrant to enter. Ordinary spirit masters were not allowed to enter to hunt spirit beasts or search for mountain treasures. This is basically the private property of the Spirit Hall.

"Stop, outsiders are prohibited from entering the Wangu Mountains."

As soon as Tang San and Tai Long's carriage arrived at the entrance of the mountain range, two soul masters wearing the uniforms of the Spirit Hall stopped them.

Tai Long got off the carriage and took out a document from his pocket. This was the warrant that Tang San had asked him to handle. Using his identity as a student at the Wuhun Academy, he was approved to enter the Wangu Mountains after spending some credits.

Tai Long said, "This is the permission document from the Wuhun Academy."

After taking the document from Tai Long and taking a look at it, the Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall said, "Wait here for a moment while we verify the authenticity of the document."

Just as one of them was about to leave, Tang San's voice came from the carriage: "Should we confirm the authenticity or notify the Holy Dragon Sect?"

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"You, you, what are you talking about? I don't know anything about the Holy Dragon Sect."

With a loud bang, the carriage exploded and the Clear Sky Hammer flew out like a meteor. The high-speed rotating Clear Sky Hammer smashed heavily on the Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall who was blocking the road. The terrifying impact force instantly broke his sternum and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then it shot back with a scream, causing several tents to collapse along the way.

Seeing his companions being attacked, the Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall who was about to report the news was scared out of his wits. He never expected that he was just accepting a favor from the Holy Dragon Sect, who asked him to inform the Holy Dragon Sect if he met someone named Tang San who was about to enter the Wangu Mountains.

How could he have imagined that such a convenient thing would lead to a fatal disaster! What kind of person is this? He didn't even say a word before doing it!

"You, you actually dared to attack the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall! Are you looking for death?" The other person was also a little scared and immediately brought up the name of the Spirit Hall.

Hearing the screams, some Spirit Hall soul masters who were on standby in the house came out one after another. Seeing someone fall to the ground and vomit blood, everyone's faces changed drastically.

Seeing these spirit masters guarding the gate, whose strength was only at the second or third ring level, Tang San said calmly, "You're letting these little cats and dogs come out to block the way. Aren't you afraid that it will weaken the reputation of your Holy Dragon Sect?"

Tang San didn't even look at these Spirit Hall soul masters, his gaze went straight to the innermost tent, he smiled, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand flew out like a cannonball, smashing fiercely into the spacious tent.

With a clang, the Clear Sky Hammer that flew in instantly flew back, landing heavily at Tang San's feet with a thud. Anyone who could easily return the Clear Sky Hammer thrown by Tang San must be at least a Soul Emperor.

"Young man, you are so brave!"

An angry roar filled with murderous intent roared in the forest.

Wangu Mountain Range is a place where soul beasts live after all. There are soul masters who have obtained the Spirit Hall's warrants around here, who come here to hunt soul beasts or pick medicinal herbs. There are people everywhere. When Tang San just had a conflict, many people knew that something good was going to happen, and they were ready to watch the show early on.

Therefore, when the roar sounded, more people looked over and started eating melon seeds.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several sounds of breaking wind came from the tent, and three old men in white robes flew over and stood in front with gloomy faces. There were six shining soul rings under the feet of these three old men, and they all had the strength of Soul Emperors.

You can tell from their clothes that these three people are the strong men of the Holy Dragon Sect.

"Tang San, you are really brave! You stole the treasures of my sect and dared to attack the mountain-guarding soul masters of the Spirit Hall!" Their Holy Dragon Sect had also ambushed early, waiting for Tang San to appear.

They couldn't attack Tang San in Wuhun City, but it was different outside of Wuhun City.

One of the Holy Dragon Sect's Soul Emperors transmitted a message through his soul power, "If you were hiding in Wuhun City, it would be difficult for us to attack you. But we are not in Wuhun City now. If you obediently hand over our sect's soul guide, then since you are also a student of Wuhun Academy, we can let this matter go."

Hearing the words of the leading Soul Emperor, Tang San rolled his eyes at the three of them and started cursing, "Have you three old bastards contracted some kind of illness? Is there something wrong with your brains? Or are you just a bunch of old fools?"

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"You! Tang San, you are really looking for death!"

Tang San got off the carriage and said calmly, "In Spirit City, you can say I rely on the academy's protection and the Pope's order. But, what should you call me after leaving Spirit City?"

As Tang San finished speaking, Roar! Suddenly, a burst of dragon roars and tiger howls came from behind Tang San. The next second, a cloud dragon and a thunder tiger flew from mid-air and pounced on the three elders of the Holy Dragon Sect.

The Cloud Dragon Thunder Tiger was so powerful that it had already swept up the surrounding trees before it even arrived.

Faced with the sudden attack, the three Saint Dragon Sect warriors shouted loudly, their martial spirits possessing them. With a loud bang, the Cloud Dragon and Thunder Tiger charged forward, sending smoke and dust billowing everywhere. Even the combined strength of the three could not withstand the attack, their martial spirits shattered and sending them flying dozens of meters backward.