Chapter 140

Yang Poxue watched expressionlessly as those people had their souls and soul power stripped away, becoming nutrients to open the Hell Road.

The blood-colored nine-headed bat king turned into a streak of blood-colored light that flew out of Tang Chen's body, and at that moment, all of Tang Chen's major meridians and acupoints were pierced through by a surge of blood-colored energy.

A crackling sound burst forth.

Yang Poxue fiercely stabbed Tang Chen's body with the ice-gall soul-breaking spear in her hand, using the Soul Bone Technique: Ice Gall Thunder Pierce.

The violent lightning energy instantly blew apart Tang Chen's already corroded and tattered body, and the flesh fragments fell to the ground, continuing to serve as nutrients to open the Hell Road.

Yang Poxue, quick-eyed and quick-handed, wrapped her soul power around the six soul bones that had fallen from Tang Chen's body and gathered them into her embrace; relying on the special protection of the blood-colored nine-headed bat king, she remained conscious as she fell down the Hell Road.

The blood-colored nine-headed bat king spoke in human words: "Finally escaped; initiate the sacrifice."

A massive blood-colored energy instantly filled Yang Poxue's surroundings; as the central sacrifice, Yang Poxue was completely immobilized.

The blood-colored nine-headed bat king said solemnly: "Do not resist; this energy will not harm you. I will merge into your spiritual consciousness to become your second martial soul, and I will grant you an external soul bone, the blood-colored bat wings."

"After the sacrifice ends, you must absorb that soul bone of Tang Chen's; because that skull has undergone my years of refinement and received a great deal of resources, and it matches perfectly with me, who has become your second martial soul, greatly enhancing your overall abilities."

Having said that, the massive energy began to wash over Yang Poxue's body; her soul power level rose along with the energy's surge.

She advanced triumphantly, breaking through the bottleneck of Soul Sage and entering the rank of Title Douluo; she needed only to obtain one soul ring to become a Title Douluo.

Moreover, this energy still had plenty left; later, by hunting soul rings over 100,000 years old or fusing a bestowed soul ring, she could at least cultivate to the level of Super Douluo.

But Yang Poxue always felt something odd; the blood-colored nine-headed bat king didn't look like a self-sacrificing spirit beast at all, and this series of actions seemed very much done for my benefit.

Intuition gave rise to a hint of suspicion in Yang Poxue's heart.

"It seems the sect master needs to be present; otherwise this second martial soul wouldn't be so easy to fuse." Yang Poxue didn't even glance at the remaining soul bones, storing them all in her soul tool.

If I count seriously, I already have two external soul bones on me; thinking about it, there really is a bit of unexpected luck involved.

Yang Poxue's blood-colored bat wings unfolded behind her, and she swiftly sped across the shattered road below, quickly heading toward the exit.

Shalu Zhidu.

At this moment, Tang Hao had fully recovered, and with the aid of Asura God power, his level surged upward, reaching the ninety-ninth rank of Limit Douluo before stopping.

Upon opening his eyes, a flash of ferocity flickered in Tang Hao's gaze.

"Ninety-ninth rank Limit Douluo, Yang Yun, new and old grudges; we will eventually settle the total score together." Tang Hao growled lowly.

The next second, he brought Tang San to the location of the Slaughter King.

But he found that the place was already deserted.

Only after interrogating the Hell Envoy did he learn what had happened during this period: a member of the Poti Sect had escaped; the Slaughter King's whereabouts were also unknown.

No.

Tang Hao went to the slaughter grounds and saw the traces on the ground, which were already similar to those left by Asura God, comparable to Poseysi and Qian Daoliu; Tang Hao immediately realized what had happened here.

Grandfather had actually been harmed by the enemy; moreover, all six of his soul bones had vanished from the spot without a trace—not a single hair remained.

At this moment, Tang Hao's heart and mind held nothing but icy killing intent.

"Yang Yun, Poti Sect; given time, I, Tang Hao, will surely march on the Poti Sect and exterminate every old and young, woman and child."

No longer raging helplessly, Tang Hao now wants to go out and fight Yang Yun to the death.

A message directly appeared in Tang Hao's mind: "Halt. You alone are certainly no match for Yang Yun and the Poti Sect; properly nurture the heir I have selected, and that will be the best strategy."

Tang Hao's face instantly turned extremely grim.

Looking at Tang San beside him, still unconscious, he felt a nameless fire burning in his chest with no outlet; a single hammer blow smashed the city wall to pieces.

At the exit of the Hell Road.

Yang Yun enjoyed Xiao Wu's massage, cradling Shui Bing'er and Ye Lingling in his arms as they lay lazily on a slightly flat stone.

A flash of light, and Yang Yun summoned the Falling Heart Flame, which directly enveloped Yang Poxue's entire body.

The slaughter domain formed by Asura God power instantly refined into a brilliant gold bestowed soul ring that appeared before Yang Poxue.

After Yang Poxue's vision cleared and her consciousness returned, she knelt on one knee and said: "Reporting to the sect master, I have already thrown the Blood Swan Kiss into the Yellow Spring Dew Pool before coming out; however, the blood-colored nine-headed bat king"

Afterward, Yang Poxue and Yang Yun explained in detail everything the blood-colored nine-headed bat king had said and done, leaving nothing out.

"I feel that this spirit beast must have some ulterior motive."

A flicker of flame flashed in Yang Yun's eyes as he directly grasped a strand of mental power from Yang Poxue's body in his hand.

"The majority of the blood-colored nine-headed bat king's mental power is concentrated in the head soul bone; if you, out of greed, secretly refine this skull after emerging without telling me, all your efforts will likely become the fruit of the blood-colored nine-headed bat king."

"Back then, Tang Chen must have been the same, bewitched by the blood-colored nine-headed bat king; in order to marry Poseysi and obtain greater divine power, Tang Chen's lust clouded his mind, causing him to fall into the scheme."

"But I never expected that the external soul bone and second martial soul would be real; it seems this old thing possesses many secret arts, no wonder it's a pet raised by the Rakshasa God—who knows how many years it has lived, its knowledge reserves are abundantly rich."

"I have already erased its consciousness; later, when your mental power arises, Qian Qian will examine this old thing's memory, turning over all its secret arts to the sect in exchange for points; this also counts as adding a bit of foundation to the sect."

Saying this, Yang Yun sent a clump of inspected mental power back into Yang Poxue's body.

Looking at the six soul bones before him, Yang Yun pondered and then had Yang Poxue now absorb and refine the head soul bone of the blood-colored nine-headed bat king to enhance her strength.

"These six soul bones are all your personal achievements; among them, the soul bones that overlap with the positions of your own soul bones happen to have lower age limits; retain the trunk bones and do not absorb them, and for the remaining parts, absorb these ten-thousand-year soul bones from Tang Chen's body."

"Strive to raise the age limit of your ninth soul ring to over five hundred thousand years; then your strength within the sect will likely be second only to mine."

Yang Yun said with a smile, Yang Poxue's strength, after being enhanced by so many soul bones; later, if another fifty-thousand-year ten-thousand-year soul bone comes, her strength will likely not be much weaker than Tang Chen's former self.

(End of chapter)