Leaving the Great Soul Arena, Tang San hurried towards Shrek Academy. At this moment, his mind was occupied with finding a place to absorb the Spirit Bone and break through level forty, so he could achieve even greater success in this competition.
It was still morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the warm light felt pleasant on his body. Tang San usually enjoyed basking in the sunlight like this, walking while pondering cultivation issues, but today he was particularly anxious. There was no helping it, who told him to have a treasure in his Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night?
For some reason, Tang San felt that the road seemed a bit long today. He had been walking for so long, he felt like he should have arrived at the Academy already.
But looking up, it seemed that there was still a considerable distance to the Academy.
Could it be that I'm walking slower today? Tang San frowned and quickened his pace again.
As he walked, Tang San's pace suddenly slowed down. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
The sunlight was clearly shining on him, but the warmth had long disappeared. Instead, a faint chill seemed to be quietlysurged (Yǒng lái) surging from all directions.
His slowed footsteps came to a halt, and the light in Tang San's eyes immediately became vigilant. Everything around him seemed unchanged, with a constant stream of passersby walking past him. From here, it wasn't too far from Shrek Academy.
Am I being paranoid? Tang San looked back at the road he had walked, his sharp gaze sweeping over the surrounding pedestrians, but he didn't find anything amiss. Everything seemed normal.
Calming himself, Tang San lifted his foot again and walked forward, Mysterious Heavenly Art unconsciously gathering within him.
He trusted his instincts. People from the Tang Sect were good at using poison, and they were always worried about being poisoned themselves, so they had a strong sense of crisis. His keen intuition was causing the unease in Tang San's heart to grow.
But his calm demeanor prevented him from speeding up again. Instead, he moved forward slowly, while trying to spread his senses as much as possible, searching for any clues that might appear around him.
After walking for a while, Tang San suddenly stopped, his face becoming serious. No, there's definitely a problem.
Although his senses hadn't detected anything, Tang San was meticulous. According to the distance he had walked, he should have arrived at the Academy gate long ago. But no matter how he walked, he was always the same distance away from the Academy, as if he were wandering in circles.
"As expected of someone who can defeat three members of the Royal Fight, truly extraordinary, with strong vigilance. Unfortunately, you discovered it too late." At this moment, a cold voice echoed in Tang San's ears.
A white figure approached from afar. Tang San had seen this person before; it was Shi Nian, the teacher leading the Canghui Academy team.
Seeing this person, Tang San's heart sank. He quietly stared at Shi Nian and said, "So it's a teacher from Canghui Academy. I wonder why you're blocking my way here?"
Shi Nian smiled faintly and said, "I don't have any advice to give, I just need you to disappear."
Tang San said coldly, "For the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament?"
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Shi Nian's mouth. "Of course, it's not just that. There's also your Spirit Bone. Don't you understand the principle that a common man is guilty of possessing a treasure?"
"What?" Tang San was shocked. Shi Nian actually knew about the Spirit Bone. It seemed that he had overheard everything when he was talking with Tianlin. The other party was a Soul Sage, how could a Soul King and a Soul Grandmaster like them have detected him?
"You want to kill me?" Tang San asked in a deep voice.
Shi Nian snorted coldly, "Blame yourself for being too outstanding, for actually possessing a Soul Skill that can restrain illusions. For the sake of the Academy's victory, and the Spirit Bone, you must die."
Tang San sneered, "Are you going to attack here? Don't forget, this is a street. If you kill me, don't even think about gaining a foothold in the Soul Master world."
Shi Nian laughed, the wrinkles on his face piling up together. A cold light flashed in his gloomy eyes, "Since I've decided to act, I've already made thorough preparations. Take a closer look, is this really still the streets of Heaven Dou City?"
The hazy surroundings suddenly became clear. Tang San was shocked to discover that he was standing in a desolate wilderness. Looking back, he could vaguely see the city walls of Heaven Dou City. He immediately judged that this should be a Small Woods outside the city.
He had been unknowingly led here by Shi Nian.
"You're finished. You have no strength, no power. Judging from your conversation with Sword Prince just now, your relationship with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't very good either. I have no burden at all in killing you."
After speaking, Shi Nian transformed into a wisp of smoke, and the surrounding environment changed again. Shi Nian's voice came from all directions, "Tang San, do you know what my greatest pleasure in life is? It's watching my opponents go crazy in illusions, until they die."
Tang San fully activated his Purple Demon Eyes. Unfortunately, without the Autumn Water Piercing Gaze Dew, his Purple Demon Eyes were only at the second stage, and he couldn't see through the Soul Sage's illusion.
At that moment, Tang San dreamt of Ghost Sorrow Cliff, returning once more to the scene where he was forced by the Tang Sect elders to jump off the cliff. But after learning from Tianlin that he had not been expelled from the sect, this scene had greatly reduced its psychological impact on him, and he could barely endure it.
The next scene, however, made Tang San's eyes crack with rage. The beautiful and charming Xiao Wu was being harassed by the lewd Uncle Buluo. Xiao Wu desperately cried out to him for help, but unfortunately, Tang San was unable to move at all and could only watch helplessly.
"No!!!" Tang San's shrill wail echoed through the Small Woods.
On a treetop not far away, Tianlin, hearing this sound, felt a little guilty. "What exactly did this Tang San see that made him scream so miserably? Purple Demon Eyes are useless, and there's no King of Hell's Letter to turn the tables like in the original story. It seems he won't last long. It's time for me to make my move."
Thump! In the Small Woods, after a short while, Tang San finally suffered a mental breakdown and fainted.
Having lived two lives, his mental strength was already considered very strong. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have suffered brain death long ago.
"Oh, not bad, he only fainted. Well, although it's a pity that I can't see you die in despair, I'll have to do it myself to save time." With that, Shi Nian grabbed Tang San's neck with one hand, intending to finish him off completely.
Just then, a flying stone struck the back of his hand. The flying stone contained enormous soul power, causing his hand to ache, and he subconsciously withdrew it.
"Sorry, Shi Nian, he's still of some use, I can't let you kill him." Tianlin, holding the Demon Sword, walked towards him step by step.
"Sword Prince!" Shi Nian's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that Jun Tianlin would witness his attempt to kill Tang San.
What should he do now? Could he even kill the Sword Prince? If he did, he would definitely be hunted down to death by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
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