Chapter 290: The Sealed Destruction Origin, Destruction Divine Thunder
Tai Tan was far too excited.
So excited that he even forgot to restrain his own Soul Douluo pressure.
At such a close distance, that terrifying pressure once again crushed toward Tang San.
Tang San was already seriously injured, and his soul power had long been exhausted.
He was only relying on the monstrous anger in his heart to maintain his final trace of clarity.
When this pressure struck him head-on, a sweetness rose in his throat.
Another mouthful of blood uncontrollably sprayed out.
Pfft!!!
His teeth clenched until they made cracking sounds, and a bone-chilling, fierce light surged in his eyes.
With blood foam filling his mouth, he roared out word by word.
"I am Tang San! So what?!"
Hearing these words, Tai Tan's entire body trembled violently.
The next second, this Soul Douluo giant, who stood over two and a half meters tall and had always looked like a vicious fiend, dropped down with a thud, kneeling on one knee heavily before Tang San.
"Young Master!"
"This old servant Tai Tan has finally found you!"
Tears streamed down his aged face, and his voice carried an unconcealable sob as every word came from the bottom of his heart.
As these words left his mouth, the Soul Douluo pressure on his body was completely withdrawn.
The force pressing down on Tang San like a towering mountain disappeared.
Tang San had already been holding on with his final breath.
The moment the pressure vanished, the tightly stretched string suddenly snapped, and his body completely lost all strength.
His vision went black instantly, and he fell straight backward.
The unconscious Tang San's face was as pale as paper, his lips had no trace of blood, and his aura was so weak it could barely be detected.
Tai Tan's movements instantly froze, and he completely panicked.
"Young Master!"
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to support him.
But just as his fingertips were about to touch the corner of Tang San's clothes, he hurriedly pulled them back.
He was afraid that he would fail to control his brute strength and instead add new injuries to his Young Master.
He straightened his body, and eight soul rings lit up one after another.
His gaze swept across Flender, Zhao Wuji, and everyone gathered around the square, carrying the ferocity of a savage beast.
"Who injured Young Master?! Come out and die!"
His furious roar exploded like thunder, splitting the sky above the square.
A terrifying killing intent enveloped the entire area.
More than half of the students in the square were pressed to the ground by this killing intent.
Everyone present froze in place, unable to move.
Each person's face was filled with strange expressions. They exchanged looks, but no one dared to speak rashly.
Seeing his grandfather's furious appearance, Tai Long's face turned deathly pale.
His legs trembled slightly as he carefully moved two steps forward to Tai Tan's side. His voice was extremely low, like the buzzing of a mosquito's wings.
"Grandpa… well…"
"The person who injured Tang San… no, Young Master… was you…"
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The surging pressure around Tai Tan suddenly froze.
His anger got stuck.
A few seconds later, his face turned red from the base of his neck all the way to the top of his head, and even his ears were burning hot.
"Smack!"
He raised his hand and fiercely slapped his own forehead.
The tremendous force made him stagger, nearly causing him to lose balance.
"This old servant deserves death!"
"This old servant deserves death!"
"I actually injured Young Master!"
Filled with self-blame and regret, Tai Tan wished he could stab himself twice on the spot.
But in the blink of an eye, he turned toward Flender and the others, his anger surging again.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that he was Tang San?"
"If you had said it earlier, how could this old servant have attacked the Young Master?!"
These words left Flender and the others utterly speechless, with countless complaints surging in their hearts.
You charged over aggressively and released your full pressure the moment you arrived.
Without even asking clearly, you opened your mouth and demanded to find Tang San.
Who dared to come forward and talk?
Who even had the chance to explain?
Now that you injured him yourself, you're pushing all the blame onto us instead?
Do you have no shame?
Also, Young Master?
What was the meaning behind that title?
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others were even more confused.
They exchanged glances and gathered together, whispering among themselves.
"Young Master? Is Tang San this person's Young Master?"
"Tang San's background… is actually this powerful?"
…
Flender and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, surprise hidden in both their eyes.
They had indeed known long ago that Tang San was Tang Hao's son.
Tai Tan calling him Young Master was reasonable enough.
Flender took a deep breath, suppressing the complaints and anger surging in his heart.
Yu Xiaogang was still lying beside the stone pillar with his life uncertain, and Tang San had also fallen unconscious. They could not afford any delay.
He said seriously, "Senior Tai Tan, saying these things now is meaningless. The most important thing is treating Xiao San and Xiaogang first."
"We can discuss everything else afterward."
Only then did Tai Tan come back to his senses.
That's right!
The young master was still unconscious on the ground, his life uncertain!
He hurriedly nodded and roared at the surroundings.
"Quick!"
"Bring all the best healing-type soul masters in your academy here to treat Young Master!"
"If anything happens to Young Master, I'll tear down this broken academy and hold all of your heads accountable!"
The roar of a Soul Douluo shook the entire square until it buzzed.
Flender did not dare delay in the slightest.
He immediately turned around and quietly instructed the teacher beside him to call over every healing-type soul master in the academy.
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God Realm Center.
Clouds endlessly churned between the boundless heaven and earth.
Golden divine light poured down, covering every inch of land in the God Realm.
A divine hall completely formed from the condensed origin divine power of the God Realm quietly floated above the sea of clouds.
The dome of the divine hall was engraved with a star map of the entire God Realm. Starlight flowed across it, eternal and unending.
Inside the divine hall, several enormous stone pillars rose from the ground, reaching straight to the dome.
On every stone pillar, divine patterns belonging to the first generation Five Great Law Enforcement Gods were carved.
Purple destruction lightning patterns intertwined with vigorous green life tree patterns.
Red Asura sword patterns reflected golden kindness patterns and black evil thought patterns.
At the center of the divine hall, two figures stood side by side.
On one side was the Goddess of Life, dressed in a long green dress.
Tender green points of light slowly floated around her body, carrying a flourishing aura of life.
Her gaze landed on the man beside her.
"How is that child now?"
Her worried voice was extremely gentle, carrying a power that could soothe people's hearts.
Upon hearing the Goddess of Life's question, the God of Destruction replied, "The Seed of Life has already sprouted inside his body."
"The roots have already completely fused with his meridians, martial soul, and soul."
"As long as he is given enough time and resources, he can grow into a true Ancient Tree of Life."
A faint smile flashed through the Goddess of Life's eyes.
The life aura flowing around her became even gentler and more enduring.
"What about the Destruction Origin you bestowed upon him? Can he withstand it?"
The God of Destruction nodded slightly, and the Destruction Divine Thunder lingering around his fingertips jumped slightly.
As lightning flashed, tiny ripples appeared in the surrounding space.
"The Destruction Origin I bestowed upon him is sealed inside his fourth soul ring."
"His fourth soul ring came from the Thunder Hell Prison Vine."
The Goddess of Life's eyes moved slightly.
"Thunder Hell Prison Vine? A soul beast that feeds on lightning?"
"That's right."
The God of Destruction's voice remained steady and calm.
"The Thunder Hell Prison Vine itself grows by absorbing lightning. The more violent the thunder, the more it can evolve."
"The manifestation of my destruction origin is the Destruction Divine Thunder."
"The Destruction Origin will gradually merge into his body along with the lightning tribulations absorbed by the Thunder Hell Prison Vine, tempering his meridians and physical body."
"He can progressively inherit my destruction origin bit by bit without being directly burst apart by the power of destruction."
The Goddess of Life gently nodded, and the smile in her eyes grew slightly deeper.
"That's wonderful."
"I truly look forward to the day when life and destruction reach a perfect balance within his body."
"I also look forward to seeing just how far he will grow."
The God of Destruction's gaze looked beyond the divine hall toward the endless sea of clouds of the God Realm.
End of Chapter