On a big tree outside Tiandou City, Yan looked down at Shi Nian and said calmly: "Strangled the genius soul master, deliberately killed and tortured, used cruel methods, and acted viciously...
I think it’s not just you, the entire Canghui Academy has problems. It seems that every academy in the soul master world needs to be rectified."
"Holy Son, you actually came out alone?"
I was still shocked when I saw Yan. His assassination of genius soul masters from other colleges would definitely not be allowed, but this was still the elite of the continent's high-level soul master colleges presided over by Wuhun Palace.
If he is discovered during the competition, he will definitely be punished by death.
However, Shi Nian, who has done many evil things, saw that there seemed to be no one else around Yan, and evil thoughts began to brew subconsciously. This time he was found guilty of evil deeds, and Wuhun Palace would most likely not let him go, so it would be better not to do anything.
Do it endlessly.
There was some malice in Shi Nian's eyes, but he pretended to be frightened and fell to the ground, but the next moment he suddenly raised his head, seven soul rings flashed at the same time, and a pair of eyes shone with a strange light.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to fight me."
Yan didn't expect Nian to be so bold at this time. When he saw him, he didn't choose to run away quickly, but instead fought with him. He was really brave.
You must know that with Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen being brought back to Wuhun City by Yan himself, Yan's reputation has become far-reaching in today's Douluo Continent. He is completely on par with the most famous titled Douluo, let alone with him.
After all, few people dared to peek at him more than once.
"Remnant Dreamland, Nightmare Technique..."
At this moment, facing Yan, Nian also showed off his special skills. A ball of colorful light quickly filled Yan's sight, followed by various strange fluctuations.
Everything in Yan's vision was gradually distorted, and the surrounding environment was changing. He seemed to have descended into another world, which was slightly familiar.
The environment built by Shi Nian's Remnant Dream Martial Spirit depends on the memory of the person being casted, and is not completely controlled by Shi Nian. At this moment, in order to escape as soon as possible, he strives to severely injure or even kill Yan, so this hastily constructed world is not very special.
True, but quite dangerous.
"Dream Buoying, you still want to kill me with just a little bit of illusion skills. Ji Nian, you are looking for death."
Just when Shi Nian was slightly relaxed and ready to run away, a red light suddenly penetrated the distorted dreamy light pattern and penetrated his body, followed by Yan's voice.
"Holy Son, Holy Son, spare your life, spare... ah..."
Si Nian looked at Yan's reappearance, his body on the ground struggling continuously, his eyes filled with the desire for life, but Yan was no longer interested in keeping him alive.
This guy repeatedly strangled the genius soul master, resisted arrest when faced with his questioning, and even dared to fight with him. He was really seeking death.
However, this guy's mental illusion ability is indeed a problem. If it were Yan before, it would be a bit dangerous to deal with it.
However, after he refined an eye-like soul bone, even if he was not the best at mental abilities, he was still not a weak point, so this time he had hit a brick wall and used a faint move.
Under Yan's wrath, there was naturally no corpse left. Before his death, he was quite miserable and burned alive. Then Nian's last scream disappeared, and his body was reduced to ashes in the blazing flames.
The flames used by Yan were not easy. Not to mention the little soul saint Shi Nian, even the body of a titled Douluo was just a handful of ashes in the end. However, after Shi Nian died, nothing was left behind.
Down.
Amidst the rising flames, a ball of colorful light quietly emerged. Yan waved his hand, and the ball of colorful light rose into his palm.
He opened his palm and saw that it was a round bone, about three inches in diameter. The whole body shone with a faint colorful light and looked like a miniature skull. The shape of the skull was quite complete and could produce such completeness.
The soul bone of that soul beast has at least 50,000 years of cultivation.
As soon as I took possession of this soul bone, I immediately felt an extremely strange feeling, as if it was a part of me, and the special energy contained in it seemed to be drilling into my left arm.
Even if Yan already had multiple soul bones, he couldn't help but have the urge to refine them at this time. For a soul master, what could be more attractive than soul bones? In his heart, a voice
Constantly urging him to merge with this soul bone quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams.
"Oh, it's really a wonderful power, soul bones..."
Yan suppressed his inner desire to absorb the soul bone. After playing with it for a while, he looked at the puddle of ashes on the ground and said, "This soul bone is probably from the soul beast hunted by the seventh soul ring back then. Otherwise, with his
With my cultivation level and combat power, I am not qualified to obtain this kind of treasure."
Yan secretly guessed the origin of this soul bone. With such a complete soul bone, the cultivation level of the hunted soul beast must be not low, but it was similar to the year of the seventh soul ring. This possibility is also the greatest
.
But these are not what Yan needs to pay attention to. Anyway, now that the soul bone is in his hands, there is no need to explore its origin.
"Shi Nian is dead, and the soul skills on your body have been released. Get up!"
After Yan played with the soul bone for a while, he put the glowing skeleton into his storage soul guide. At this time, he also noticed that Tang San was pretending to be seriously injured.
The unconscious state made him a little unhappy, and he roared impatiently.
"Ahem..."
Tang San saw that Yan had exposed his lie. Although he was very reluctant to communicate with Yan, he could only open his eyes, looking quite tired and weak, and stood up with a cough. This was not entirely his fault.
After years of trying to disguise himself, he was indeed seriously injured.
Yan turned to look at the embarrassed Tang San, and said casually: "You are quite capable of causing trouble, and you were actually targeted by a Soul Saint."
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If word spreads about assassinating students from other colleges during a competition, it won't be good for Wuhun Palace, right?"
Tang San looked at Yan, with hidden hatred in his eyes. Although he had just been rescued by Yan, he didn't feel the slightest bit grateful in his heart, because he knew that Yan didn't save him sincerely, but had other motives.
"Does anyone believe what you say?"
Yan glanced at Tang San contemptuously, and then said: "I'm not afraid to tell you clearly that today, if other students were being assassinated and bumped into me, they would still take action, even when I was young.
I will take action when the time comes.
But sooner or later, you will die at the hands of my Wuhun Palace. No matter how much suffering you endure before that, it will not make me feel uneasy, let alone care too much."
Yan's straightforward words made Tang San look extremely ugly. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails even dug into his flesh, and traces of blood dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground.
"Do you think it's unfair? Also, because of your father's affairs, you have been suffering and have never enjoyed any of the benefits your father has brought. Do you think you are innocent?"
Yan's words made Tang San's eyes fluctuate slightly, and he was obviously not indifferent. However, the next second, Yan broke his illusion, "If you really have this idea, I can only say that you are just a
Just a joke.
Do you really think that it is so easy for an ordinary person to gain influence in Douluo Continent? Everything you have, including the world's top talents such as twin martial arts, were brought to you by Tang Hao and your mother.
If you were not the son of Haotian Douluo, there would be no way you would have such an innate talent with full soul power, nor would you have a top-notch martial spirit like the Clear Sky Hammer.
Also, why do you think Yu Xiaogang values you? Why has he only chosen you as the practical object of his theory over the years, and even used his own connections to pave the way for your growth? Isn’t it because he recognizes you?
Clear Sky Hammer is investing in you in advance.
Everything you have now, including your current status in Lanba Academy, has a lot to do with Tang Hao, so you are not innocent.
Maybe you feel dissatisfied and think that you can gain momentum even without these things. I just want to say that you think everything is too simple. You can't get up with your little toys called hidden weapons."
When Yan said this, he suddenly paused. After a few seconds, his tone changed slightly. He stared at Tang San and said solemnly: "Tang San, if you want to live, then."
"Hehe, hehehe..."
After hearing Yan's last words, Tang San was stunned for a moment, then sneered for a while, stared at Yan mockingly, and said, "Can it be said that His Highness the Holy Son can spare my life?"
"The Wuhun Palace's biggest enemy has always been Tang Hao and the Haotian Sect. A guy like you who has never received Haotian's inheritance is not worthy of being cared about by the Wuhun Palace. As long as you are useless and remain an ordinary person for the rest of your life, Wuhun Palace will
Why do we need to kill everyone in the Soul Palace?"
Yan stared at Tang San, said something from his heart, and then put forward his own conditions, "As long as you give me everything you know, including your own soul skills, including hidden weapons, poisons, herbs, and other knowledge,
I can make the decision and let you live the rest of your life in peace."
Tang San's eyes condensed, and he could feel that Yan's words seemed to be true at this time. The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace seemed to really want to let him go. However, after weighing it for a long time, he finally chose to shake his head.
"In this case, your outcome is destined. I hope you won't regret it in the end."
There was not much regret in Yan's eyes, sparing Tang San's life or something, it was just that he had a temporary intention to squeeze out the knowledge Tang San knew about Xuantian Baolu.
This inheritance from another world should be quite profound, at least more precious than the ninety-nine percent of soul master knowledge in Douluo Continent. Even a god-level powerhouse could use some of it, so Yan was naturally moved.
Moreover, the conditions he just mentioned for pardoning Tang San were quite harsh. If he really did that, Tang San would basically be a useless person in this life, and it would be almost impossible to avoid sparing his life.