Has the Master Fallen?
The Soul King suddenly launched an attack, unleashing a deadly strike with a dazzling flash of blades and swords, aiming to tear Tang San apart.
Tang San had been prepared, with his Mysterious Jade Hand and Purple Demon Eye always activated. He swiftly retreated at the first sign of the attack.
Clang! His palms, as tough as jade, directly clashed with the blade's energy. With a metallic sound, his whole body trembled, his arms felt like they were being torn apart, and his palms were as if they were about to melt.
The pain, it was excruciating! "You wretch, give me your life!" The Soul King took a step forward, leaping into the air to continue the chase.
In mid-air, a black soul ring lit up beneath him. His long blade glowed, gathering terrifying energy, and with a sharp sound, multiple white beams slashed out. The blade energy was like a rainbow, sharp beyond measure.
"Fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Thrusting Array!"
Dozens of vines shot out from the ground, rising into the sky like spears, sharp and pointed, piercing toward the Soul King.
The cold blade light intertwined, sweeping across a wide range of ten meters, splitting the ground, and turning rocks into dust in an instant. Sand flew everywhere.
The blade light, like a rainbow, destroyed everything in its path. In an instant, dozens of Blue Silver Grass vines were cut into hundreds of pieces.
This was Tang San's ten-thousand-year soul skill, his most powerful Blue Silver Grass attack. Yet, in front of the Soul King, it seemed so fragile and easily defeated.
"Die!" the Soul King roared, his eyes bloodshot.
As the waves of blade energy approached and were about to hit Tang San, Flender could no longer sit still. With a boom, a burst of soul power surged out, and a huge bird materialized.
Clang, clang, clang! Each blade light was incredibly sharp, but when it struck the bird, it couldn't pierce through, only leaving a few cuts on its surface.
"Hmph, how dare you attack my student? You're quite bold!" Flender's face darkened.
At the critical moment, he had activated his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar, blocking all the attacks. Otherwise, Tang San would have been in grave danger.
The Soul King was furious and full of regret. He had been so close but failed to kill his target. With a Soul Saint intervening, he knew his chances were gone. He turned and fled.
Liu Erlong descended from the sky, her leg igniting in flames as she dived down.
Boom! A huge crater formed in the ground, with sand flying everywhere. Just as the Soul King took a few steps, he was kicked into the crater by Liu Erlong, blood pouring from his wounds.
"Ah!" the Soul King screamed in agony, lying face down in the sand pit, his back covered in blood, his spine broken.
Liu Erlong was fierce, like a raging dragon. She was furious and delivered another kick to the Soul King, sending him flying to land at the feet of the Shrek group.
"Speak, who sent you?" Flender grabbed him like a helpless chick and lifted him up.
Tang San's face was grim as he asked, "We have no grudges. Why do you want to kill me?"
He didn't recognize the man before him, yet the other seemed to know him well, which filled him with confusion.
"Hehehe!" The Soul King's mouth was full of blood, but he laughed coldly, his gaze toward Tang San full of mockery.
"What do you mean?" Tang San frowned.
The Shrek group also stared at him intently.
Chen Xuan and a few others quietly observed from behind the crowd, expressionless.
"You're playing innocent? Don't you know what you've done?" The Soul King's mouth was full of blood, but he continued to sneer.
Even in Flender's grasp, he was arrogant, daring to provoke the Shrek group.
"Damn it, I can't take it anymore! Dean, let me deal with him!" Ma Hongjun, furious, rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach the Soul King a lesson.
Dai Mubai reached out to stop him from acting rashly.
"You Shrek people have raised a great Buddha, not realizing it's a dog that devours everything," the Soul King taunted, his eyes full of disdain.
"What do you mean by that?" Tang San's face darkened further, anger simmering within him.
"What do I mean? Hahaha!" The Soul King laughed mockingly. "You act all innocent, but I was the one escorting your teacher. Two days ago, you brutally killed your own master. Your methods were cruel, and you even injured my brother. Don't act like you don't know. I saw it with my own eyes. Even if you turned to ashes, I would recognize you!"
He then began recounting the details of that day, describing how Tang San, like a demon, had tortured Yu Xiaogang step by step, cutting off his flesh and severing his tendons, leaving him a cripple.
As he spoke, the revelation hit everyone like a tidal wave, shaking them to their core.
"What... what did you say? Xiaogang is dead!" Liu Erlong's voice trembled as if struck by a thunderbolt. Her eyes went hollow, and her face turned ashen.
Even Flender, hearing this news, seemed drained of all strength, stumbling. If it weren't for Ma Hongjun holding him up, he might have fallen.
"No! No, you must be lying! Xiaogang is too smart; he can't be dead!" Liu Erlong went into a frenzy, her hair flying wildly as she lost control.
The Soul King sneered, expecting this reaction. He pulled out a token from his pocket and tossed it at Liu Erlong's feet.
Liu Erlong's pupils contracted as her face grew paler. With trembling hands, she picked up the token—it was Yu Xiaogang's, unmistakably.
Flender broke free from Ma Hongjun's support, staggered forward, snatched the token, and then collapsed onto the ground. It truly was Yu Xiaogang's token.
"Xiaogang... is really dead?" His voice trembled as he struggled to accept the reality.
The Shrek group was in shock, finding it hard to believe. The revelation was too sudden. Had the invincible master really fallen?
Chen Xuan squeezed out two tears, mourning Yu Xiaogang but remaining calm to avoid suspicion.
At this moment, Tang San was the most shaken, his mind in turmoil, unable to recover.
"I... I killed my teacher?!" he murmured, doubting himself.
Qin Ming, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and others were also deeply saddened. Some of them might not have liked the master much, but Yu Xiaogang had taught them for over two years, and an emotional bond had formed.
Jiang Zhu, Huang Yuan, and Jing Ling were less affected, having joined the Shrek team only recently and had little connection with Yu Xiaogang.
For a long time, the place remained shrouded in a somber atmosphere. Some wept, some cried, while others remained relatively calm.
Liu Erlong was in unbearable pain. After decades, she had only recently confirmed her relationship with Yu Xiaogang. Now, she was struck by this devastating news.
She had preserved her chastity for Yu Xiaogang for decades, only to receive news of his death.
The pain was overwhelming, suffocating her, and she even considered ending her life to join him.
"You... you're saying I killed my teacher? What proof do you have!" Tang San finally snapped out of his daze.
The Soul King sneered. "Still not admitting it? I saw it with my own eyes!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, his face cold as ice. He spoke slowly and clearly, "You're lying. You say I killed my teacher the day before yesterday? I was at the academy the whole time, and everyone can vouch for me."
He pulled out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, aiming it at the Soul King's head, shouting, "You're deceiving us! The teacher isn't dead. Now, tell us, who sent you?"
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