Douluo: Wuhun Black Hole, the beginning of the inheritance of the God of Destruction

Chapter 45: Evil Spirit
"Xiao San, don't be discouraged. There is always a solution."

To be honest, even he himself didn't believe this sentence.

After all, these chains are too weird.

Unless the other party removed it himself, he would have no other options.

However, if the other party is really willing to release the mistress, he will not just let it go.

What's more, all signs indicate that the other party obviously imposed restrictions on Xiao San on purpose.

Otherwise, with the other party's Soul King's strength, how could he let Xiao San go so easily?

However, what puzzled him was how a Soul King could have such strange means?
Moreover, his fighting ability was also astonishing. Otherwise, he would not have lost his right arm.

"Xiao San, do you know the identity of that group of people?"

Hearing this, Tang San shook his head.

"From the beginning to the end, they did not reveal their identities. However, one of them is a Titled Douluo. If it weren't for him, Xiao Wu's identity would not have been discovered! By the way, Dad, do you also know Xiao Wu's identity?"

When saying this, Tang San looked at Tang Hao intentionally or unintentionally.

Because Tang Hao is also a Titled Douluo, he wants to know whether the other party is planning to keep Xiao Wu as his ninth soul ring as his teacher said.

If this is really the case, then what should he do?

"I discovered the identity of that little rabbit when you entered school. But I saw that you two had a good relationship. So, I didn't plan to do anything to it."

Hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Tang Hao didn't have this idea. Otherwise, he really didn't know what to do.

After all, on one side is his father, and on the other side is his sister whom he promised to protect for the rest of his life.

"Xiao San, I really don't have a way to solve the problem of your soul power. However, there is another way you can try. You can find some soul beasts that have the ability to absorb the soul power of others and use them as your third soul ring. In this way, your early soul power consumption can be solved."

"What about the back?"

"Behind? Let me find out the other party's identity before making any plans!"

Hearing Tang Hao's solution, Tang San nodded in agreement.

Although soul beasts with the ability to absorb the soul power of others are rare, they do exist.

With the teacher's knowledge, you should know where this soul beast is.

Afterwards, Tang Hao left and prepared to investigate the identities of Yang Ziyuan and the other two.

Speaking of which, Yang Ziyuan and the other person are now resting in a hotel in a small town.

It turned out that after Tang Hao's right arm was absorbed by the black hole, the feedback energy was directly transmitted into Yang Ziyuan's body, which increased his physical strength to a higher level.

"Ziyuan, do you think Tang Hao is dead?"

Seeing that Yang Ziyuan had finished his training, Yang Wuhui couldn't help but ask.

"Grandpa, judging by the energy fed back, the other party is not dead. After all, a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring cannot have only this much energy. The means I left behind can only cause him to suffer serious injuries at most."

"Seriously injured? That's enough. Just give us a little more time to recover. By then, even if you, Ziyuan, don't take action, we can still get rid of the opponent!"

According to his speculation, Yang Wudi will definitely break through to level 90 within five years.

By then, their Pozhi clan will have two Titled Douluo.

Moreover, they are all Titled Douluo with hundred thousand year spirit rings!

At that time, if Tang Hao dared to come to him, he wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson!
"Okay, then I'll see how powerful you and Second Uncle are!"

Hearing Yang Ziyuan's teasing, Yang Wuhui was about to say something when he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

"Oh no! Ziyuan, hold your breath, there's something wrong with this scent!"

Yang Wuhui's face suddenly changed and he shouted hurriedly.

Hearing Yang Wuhui's reminder, Yang Ziyuan quickly pinched his mouth and nose and held his breath. However, due to the suddenness of the incident, the two had already absorbed a lot.

"Oh no, it's the soul-sealing incense!"

Soul-Sealing Incense, as the name suggests, is a kind of sandalwood that can seal the soul power of a soul master.

The duration of the ban changes with the strength of the soul master.

However, even a Titled Douluo can be banned for an hour!
However, as far as he knew, this kind of sandalwood had been lost for a long time.

I didn’t expect to meet you here today!

At this time, Yang Wuhui's face was pale. He had already realized that the soul power in his body could not be used at all, as if it was sealed.

Moreover, my eyelids were constantly twitching and it seemed like I might faint at any time.

"What should we do? Are we going to die here today?"

Yang Wuhui's face was full of anxiety.

He really couldn't imagine that he could meet someone who possessed the soul-sealing incense in such a remote place.

But Yang Ziyuan was very calm.

Because he found that these soul-sealing incense were swallowed up by the black hole martial spirit as soon as they entered his body and became his own nourishment.

However, he still pretended to be very weak.

After all, he also wanted to see who wanted to kill them?

Not long after, Yang Wuhui fell down.

Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan followed suit and fell down.

At this moment, the figure outside the window flickered a few times, and then a man in a black robe and a ghost mask walked in.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground, the man showed a sinister smile: "Hehehe, I caught two big fish again!"

After saying that, the man in black robe carried Yang Ziyuan and the other man and ran towards the wilderness.

Soon, Yang Ziyuan found that they had arrived at a valley.

In this valley, there are two men in black robes and several unconscious soul masters.

"Old Third, where have you been? Why did you take so long to come back?"

"Boss, you know this too. There are more and more people sent by Spirit Hall to hunt us down, so I have no choice but to run farther to catch blood food."

"That's true! It seems that we will have to go to the Slaughter City to avoid the limelight soon."

Hearing the words of the leading black-robed man, Yang Ziyuan immediately realized that these three people were definitely evil soul masters!
Otherwise, what kind of good people would need blood food for cultivation? And why would they run to the City of Slaughter at every turn?

"Boss, let's put aside the matter of the City of Slaughter for now. Today, I brought back some good stuff!"

"Oh, what good stuff?"

"A blood meal for a Title Douluo!"

"Title Douluo?!!"

"That's right!"

He had already set his eyes on Yang Ziyuan and the other man when they first entered the town.

Relying on the soul-sealing incense handed down from his ancestors, he captured the two men as expected.

If he wasn't afraid of being discovered by the people from the Spirit Hall, he wouldn't have brought Yang Ziyuan and the other two back!
At this time, the other two had already found out through special methods that Yang Wuhui was a Titled Douluo, and they were immediately overjoyed.

"Third brother, you have done a great deed this time! As long as we devour him, the three of us brothers will be able to dominate the area even if we go to the Slaughter City!"

"Really? I'm afraid you won't survive!"

(End of this chapter)