Time passed slowly. A week before the start of the Soul Master Tournament, the Star Emperor Grand Hotel welcomed another group of guests. A group of more than ten people, each with a meticulous expression and a clear sense of efficiency, clearly not an ordinary participating team. They were the Shrek Representative Team.
Compared to the tragic original story where half the main team died, this trip to the Mingdou Mountains only resulted in the loss of Dai Yueheng. The team was basically intact; however, a heavy atmosphere filled the group. This appeared after learning of Dai Yueheng's death and Dai Huabin being taken back to the Dukes Mansion. It wasn't sadness over Dai Yueheng's death, but rather a wariness arising from the Star Luo Empire's actions.
Xian Liner led the students through the check-in process and distributed room keys. Meanwhile, Xu Jiujiu, who had been waiting for a long time, appeared at the right moment to express respect and greetings on behalf of the Star Luo Imperial Family for Shrek Academy's arrival. Her words tried to bridge the gap caused by the previous assassination attempt. In response, the leader Xian Liner only nodded slightly with a lukewarm attitude. After a few simple responses, she took the room cards and led the students away.
In the team, the inconspicuous Tang San silently returned to his room. His severed arm had regrown under the treatment of the Chamber of Commerce, but his temperament remained as gloomy as ever, now even tinged with a bit of despondency. Locking the door, Tang San walked to the bed and impatiently took out the "Blood Swallowing Art" scroll he had obtained from the Evil Soul Master, reading it carefully once more. After a long time, Tang San finished the last line. Then, he summoned his Clear Sky HammerSpirit. A flash of iron-gray light appeared, and a dark, heavy giant hammer manifested in Tang San's hand. However, at this moment, the body of the Clear Sky Hammer was covered in fine, web-like cracks, as if it could shatter completely at any time. Looking at his battered Spirit, Tang San's face turned gloomy again. A Spirit is the Foundation of a Spirit Master; if it shatters in battle, the backlash is significant and requires a long period of recovery. However, the attack from that damned Evil Soul Master seemed very special; the other's spirit power lingered on his Spirit like maggots on a bone. He could even feel the quality of his Spirit declining!
No matter what, he had to find a way to fix it!
To give his Spirit a new life, he immediately thought of the main body. After all, for a Divinity, reshaping a Spirit was as easy as turning over a hand, and even adding a few more Spirits wouldn't be difficult. But... how could he rely on the main body again? That damned main body might have planted traps to control him; after all, it wasn't like he hadn't done it before. Therefore, he could not seek help from the main body.
Since he couldn't turn to the main body, he didn't have many choices left.
His gaze fell on the "Blood Swallowing Art" in his hand, a flicker of struggle in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. Soon, he took out the head Spirit Bone he had obtained along with the "Blood Swallowing Art"—a ten-thousand-year Spirit Bone emitting an ominous aura. The Evil Soul Master had annotated the Secret Manual, stating that this Spirit Bone possessed the special ability to devour blood. If cultivated alongside the "Blood Swallowing Art," it could not only accelerate cultivation speed but also have a chance to trigger a Spirit transformation. The Evil Soul Master's own Spirit had been improved by several levels through this. "Maybe this thing can help me repair my Spirit, or even make it stronger!"
Tang San muttered to himself unconsciously, his eyes full of obsession. No longer hesitating, Tang San sat cross-legged and began to absorb this evil-filled head Spirit Bone. The process was not easy; this Spirit Bone was somewhat special, containing violent and bloodthirsty thoughts that constantly bombarded his Spiritual Sea. But relying on his Soul's essence as a Divine SensePossession, he successfully absorbed the Spirit Bone. After an unknown amount of time, Tang San slowly opened his eyes, a flash of bloodthirsty crimson flickering deep within, though he didn't notice it himself. Looking up at the window, it was already the early hours of the morning. Then, a crazy thought sprouted and spread in his heart: "Why not try the power of this 'Blood Swallowing Art' right now?"
Once this thought appeared, it grew like wild grass, instantly filling his mind. Tang San unconsciously licked his dry lips, and with a flash of his figure, he disappeared directly from the room.
In the early morning of Star Luo City, most shops on the streets were temporarily closed, but many taverns were still open. At one point, in a back alley of a tavern, a man dressed in fine clothes and smelling of alcohol staggered out. His eyes were bleary as he leaned against the wall, his stomach churning. He caught sight of a beggar huddled in a corner in tattered clothes, frowned with disgust, and immediately stepped forward to give a kick.
"Get lost! You smelly beggar, you're blocking my way!"
The beggar was startled awake. Seeing the other's clothes, he stared for a moment, but dared not speak his anger. He hurriedly scrambled up to hide. However, the man seemed to have his ferocity stirred; two yellow spirit rings lit up on his body, and he kicked the beggar again, grinning cruelly:
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"Lowly commoner, you dare glare at me?"
The beggar was in agony and hurriedly got up to run. The man was inexplicably excited and was about to use his spirit power to kill. However, in the next moment, his stomach churned, his spirit rings dissipated, and he leaned against the wall, vomiting violently.
Just then, a dark shadow appeared silently behind him. The man felt something and thought the beggar had returned. Without looking back, he cursed, "Damn it, get lost already! Do you really want to die?"
As he spoke, the spirit rings on the man's body lit up again, intending to teach the person behind him a lesson. But as soon as he raised his hand, he felt a chill on his neck. In the next moment, the world spun.
He saw his own headless body still spurting blood. Then, his consciousness faded, his head hit the ground with an expression of shock frozen on his face. Blood sprayed from the headless corpse, and the head rolled to his feet. The dark shadow paused slightly, and then...
Heavy breathing sounded. This was a type of excitement, similar to the instinctive thrill a beast feels when encountering food. Tang San stared fixedly at the headless corpse in the distance, the crimson in his eyes appearing again and becoming more intense. He let out a low growl and pounced like a beast, beginning to devour the blood within the body. In an instant, a warm current containing spirit power and vitality poured into his body, accompanied by an indescribable sense of fullness and pleasure that instantly overwhelmed Tang San's reason. So, so, so intense!
Tang San's eyes were feverish and excited. This feeling was even more intense than riding Xiao Wu!
Tang San fell completely into madness, his bloodthirsty desire devouring his last bit of clarity. This sense of fullness from the rapid improvement made him instinctively crave more. However, at that moment, footsteps and faint voices came from the mouth of the alley. Tang San was startled awake. Glancing at the tragic scene on the ground, he suppressed the urge to continue devouring, flashed his figure, and disappeared into the other end of the alley at top speed, blending into the night. Less than ten seconds after he left, two terrified screams pierced the silence of the night.
(End of Chapter)
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