svetikya Chapter 482 The Modified Xuan Tian Gong, Evil Soul Master and Son
Chapter 482 The Modified Xuan Tian Gong, Evil Soul Master and Son
Chapter 482 The Modified Xuan Tian Gong, Evil Soul Master and Son
The Spirit Hall Prison.
"Tang San, dinner's ready."
The jailer brought in the food.
Tang San lowered his head, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.
Today is the day he and God Tang San agreed upon, the day they would escape from prison.
In the past few days, he has absorbed a lot of mixed bloodline power through the prison guards who deliver his meals.
After all, even the most ordinary prison guard in this prison is at least a Soul Master.
Through the refinement of the Mysterious Heaven Technique, these mixed bloodline powers were gradually extracted into the purest form for him to absorb.
Tang San has now recovered to the strength of a Soul Master.
However, there was nothing that Tang Hao, the father, could do.
Tang Hao has become a complete cripple, his body is completely disabled, and he can only be described as barely clinging to life.
Tang San is a filial son who believes that no matter how big a mistake his parents make, their children never have the right to blame them.
He certainly didn't want to give up on Tang Hao.
So, after he recovered, he also passed on the Xuan Tian Gong to Tang Hao, saying that it was passed on to him by a divine being in a dream.
Restoring Tang Hao's basic mobility is also quite simple.
As long as Tang Hao uses the Mysterious Heaven Skill to drain the prison guard in front of him dry, he will naturally regain his vitality.
However, doing so would skip the step of Tang San refining pure power, making the power within Tang Hao's body more mixed.
But staying alive is always the most important thing.
Tang San watched as the jailer put down the food and turned to leave. In that instant, he immediately made his move, and the Blue Silver Emperor Blade swept up and bound the jailer tightly.
"Dad, quickly circulate the Mysterious Heaven Technique and absorb it!" Tang San threw the prison guard, who was bound by the Blue Silver Emperor and had quickly lost consciousness, next to Tang Hao.
The jailer's skin suddenly turned pale, and a blood-red bridge formed between the jailer and Tang Hao, as if something was being transported.
As the jailer's body gradually withered, Tang Hao's complexion became increasingly rosy, and fluctuations of soul power reappeared on his body.
Tang Hao only stopped the operation of the Mysterious Heaven Skill after the prison guard turned into a dried-up corpse.
His soul power had only recovered to level nine, and this Soul Master-level jailer used most of his power to help him restore his crippled body.
Seeing his father's miraculous recovery, Tang San was overjoyed and wept, kneeling down on the spot.
"Dad, you're finally alive!"
Tang Hao was also moved to tears. Although his strength was still small, compared to when he was completely crippled, he now had something he was incredibly grateful for.
He opened his arms and hugged Tang San tightly: "Son, my son—"
"Dad, we need to get out of here as soon as possible," Tang San said calmly.
"If the jailer doesn't return for a long time, the others will definitely become suspicious. We must seize this opportunity to devour as many others as possible and restore our strength!"
"Yes, you're right." Tang Hao nodded repeatedly.
Only when you lose your power do you realize how precious it is.
He couldn't wait to return to the level of a Title Douluo and restore his former glory as Haotian!
They were imprisoned in the Spirit Hall's prison, where neither the guards nor the prisoners were particularly strong. For the father and son, it was a natural hunting ground.
Of course, before recovering to peak strength, we must proceed discreetly.
Otherwise, if things get out of hand, it will be much more difficult for them to escape.
Tang Hao changed into a jailer's uniform and walked out with Tang San in a grand manner.
The people here are all prisoners, and they all have a way to die, unlike the father and son who were arrested by the Spirit Hall for personal revenge.
Therefore, the two of them smoked without any qualms.
If you're going to hate someone, hate the Spirit Hall for bringing them in!
With the help of the divine Tang San to shield them, everything went smoothly, and most of the prisoners were directly sucked dry by the father and son until they were skin and bones.
In order to quickly restore his strength, Tang San didn't bother to refine his power anymore and directly absorbed it all, just like Tang Hao.
Outside the prison.
"Didn't Old Wang go to deliver food to the inner area? Why hasn't he come back yet?" a jailer suddenly asked curiously.
"Huh? Hasn't he come back yet?" another jailer asked, somewhat surprised.
"I've been patrolling here the whole time. If he comes back, I'll definitely have seen him," the former jailer replied.
"I'll go take a look then," another guard said, and started walking deeper into the prison.
Just then, a tall figure emerged from the depths, exuding an extremely strong aura of blood.
"You are—I've never seen you before?" The jailer looked him up and down.
The tall figure had dark circles under his eyes and his whole body was flushed with an eerie reddish hue.
Behind him was a slightly smaller boy, but with equally flushed skin.
"No, it's you!" Just as the jailer finally recognized who was in front of him, countless blood-red Blue Silver Emperors surged out from all directions and pierced through the jailer's chest in an instant.
The other prisoners were also stunned.
The jailer was killed?
But the next moment, they saw Tang Hao and Tang San arrive beside the two prison guards who were not yet completely dead.
Tang Hao sat down next to one of the prison guards and began to circulate his Xuan Tian Gong.
Tang San absorbed the blood-red Blue Silver Emperor directly, while all eight Spider Lances on his back were inserted into the jailer's body.
Then, the prisoners saw that the two jailers had turned into two mummified corpses in a very short time.
When had they ever seen such a bizarre situation before?
"Mistress, mistress!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the nearby prison.
Tang San looked in the direction of the sound and saw a somewhat blurry yet familiar short-haired man waving wildly at him in the darkness.
But he could sense that the man with the crew cut possessed an extremely potent bloodline power.
If I could absorb that bit of bloodline—
Tang San strode over.
On the other side, seeing that his beloved Little Rose seemed to have some connection with the man who killed the jailer, Scarface grabbed him and asked fiercely, "Who is he? What's your relationship with him?"
Yu Xiaogang said arrogantly, "Hmph! He is my disciple, the son of Haotian Douluo, Tang San!"
Scarface watched Tang San walk towards him step by step, his face grim.
Tang San killed the jailer, so it shouldn't have anything to do with him, right?
Just as Scarface was lost in thought, a Blue Silver Emperor had already burrowed into the prison and climbed onto Yu Xiaogang's body.
Yu Xiaogang immediately beamed with joy: "Little San, you—"
His smile had barely bloomed when he looked down in astonishment.
The blue silver emperor that had climbed up his body was now inserted into his chest, tearfully absorbing something.
He vaguely sensed that it might be his most primal power.
"No, my, my Golden Sacred Dragon Power!" Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, "Xiao San, why—"
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