r18novel Chapter 434 Resurrecting Ah Yin
Chapter 434 Resurrecting Ah Yin
Upon hearing this, the old soul master immediately stepped forward and injected his soul power into the observation array.
On the soul guidance array plate, a large number of light spots rapidly gathered, eventually forming an extremely unstable purplish-black vortex pattern.
The old soul mentor's pupils contracted slightly as he said:
"This is not an ordinary soul beast, nor does it resemble a sea storm."
"This fluctuation... seems to be the remnant of some extremely high-level spatial soul tool being activated."
The middle-aged officer said in a deep voice:
"But there is no Imperial fleet activity outside the Western Seas. Moreover, a soul tool capable of tearing open a spatial rift of this size must be at least level nine."
The old soul mentor shook his head.
"The Empire currently has no soul tools of level eight or above."
"Moreover, this thing doesn't seem to be a soul tool."
Xu Jingyuan's eyes flickered slightly.
"Immediately dispatch a reconnaissance spacecraft."
The middle-aged officer immediately said:
"Your Highness, the sea is unstable at night. If there is unknown danger, approaching rashly might be..."
Xu Jingyuan said calmly:
"Those people in the capital left me here because they think I have no chance, don't they?"
"If a chance were to fall from the sky, would I really expect to stand here and watch it disappear?"
The middle-aged military officer lowered his head.
"Understood."
A moment later, a deep rumble came from deep within the mine.
Three small soul-guided flying boats rose from the workshop, their sides inlaid with blue and white soul power propulsion cores, and their tails spewing out faint flames as they sped toward the Black Rock Coast.
Xu Jingyuan did not stay on the observation tower to wait for news.
He personally boarded the last airship.
Upon seeing this, the old soul master's expression changed slightly:
"Your Highness, you need not take the risk yourself."
Xu Jingyuan said calmly:
"I'm already a prince exiled to the border, what dangers can't I take?"
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the distant sea. Amidst the storm, the purplish-black light over that stretch of water grew increasingly clear.
It's as if an eye from another world is slowly opening.
……
Black Rock Coast, where the wind howls.
The waves crashed violently against the rocks, sending up white sprays several meters high.
Three soul-guided flying boats hovered in mid-air, their searchlights simultaneously lighting up, sending several pale beams of light sweeping toward the shore.
The next moment, everyone saw the crack.
A purplish-black spatial rift floated above the coastline.
The edges of the crack twisted and contorted, as if forcibly torn open by some extremely sinister force. The surrounding seawater turned inky black, the moss growing on the reef withered rapidly, and even the air was filled with a nauseating stench of death.
The old soul mentor's expression changed drastically.
"Back off!"
"This is not an ordinary spatial fluctuation!"
The crack suddenly trembled as soon as he finished speaking.
boom!
A dark shadow fell from the crack and crashed heavily onto the coastal rocks.
The hard black rock shattered on the spot, creating a large crater in the ground.
A purplish-black mist surged out of the pit.
All the Soul Masters instantly raised their Soul Guidance Devices, and dozens of Soul Guidance Gun muzzles were simultaneously aimed at the bottom of the pit.
The middle-aged officer said sternly:
"alert!"
"Defensive Soul Guidance Shield activated!"
A light blue defensive barrier unfolded beneath the three airships, protecting Xu Jingyuan and the others within it.
The sea breeze dispersed some of the black fog.
The group finally saw the figure at the bottom of the pit.
That was a person.
His black robe was tattered, his body was covered in blood, and there were three deep, grotesque claw marks on his chest, with black and gold lightning still lingering at the edges of the wounds. There were burn marks on his shoulders and back where golden flames had scorched him, and some of his flesh was charred black, but it had been forcibly stitched up by purplish-black death energy.
Even more bizarrely, a huge black scythe was stuck in the ground next to his right hand.
The scythe was entirely dark, with a blade that gleamed with a cold, eerie green light. Even through the defensive soul-guiding shield, everyone could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the scythe.
The old soul mentor's breath hitched.
"What kind of soul tool is this?"
"No, that's not right... It has no core formation, no soul power guide, yet it can emit such terrifying power on its own. Could this be... a weapon?"
Xu Jingyuan's eyes finally changed.
He slowly raised his hand, signaling to everyone not to attack rashly.
The middle-aged officer frowned and said:
"Your Highness, this person's aura is extremely dangerous; he is probably not an ordinary Soul Master."
"Moreover, if the deathly aura emanating from him spreads, it could contaminate the entire mine."
Xu Jingyuan stared at the black-robed man who was seriously injured and unconscious at the bottom of the pit.
"It is precisely because of the danger that it may have value."
The old soul mentor whispered:
"Your Highness, this man's origins are unknown, and he is carrying an unknown weapon. Saving him might bring uncontrollable trouble."
Xu Jingyuan said calmly:
"What I have in abundance right now is trouble."
After he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Which of my brothers in the capital doesn't want me to die in the Western Frontier?"
"If I continue guarding these dilapidated mines, I'll only live a few more years at most, and then they'll find some excuse to kill me. But if this person can truly be my opportunity..."
He didn't continue speaking.
But his trusted men behind him understood what he meant.
Xu Jingyuan had no way out.
The most feared thing for a destitute prince who has been exiled is not danger, but the lack of leverage.
At the bottom of the pit, the man in black robes suddenly moved.
He struggled to open his eyes, which were bloodshot and had a ghostly green flame burning deep within them.
Even though he was seriously injured, Tang San's eyes still held an extremely terrifying resentment and madness.
He looked up and saw the soul-guided airship in mid-air, the soul-guided cannons with their metallic sheen, and the detection instruments in the hands of the soul master beside Xu Jingyuan.
For a moment, a look of confusion flashed in Tang San's eyes.
Where is this place?
What are these things?
He had certainly seen hidden weapons.
He had seen some rudimentary soul tools on the Douluo Continent before, but the flying boats, cannons, defensive shields, and detection arrays before him were completely beyond his understanding of soul tools on the Douluo Continent.
This place doesn't seem to be Tian Dou, Xing Luo, or the Martial Soul Empire.
Tang San struggled to sit up, but as soon as he moved, a tearing pain shot through his broken meridians. He groaned and spat out black blood again.
As if sensing its master's weakness, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe trembled slightly and released a layer of purplish-black mist, enveloping Tang Sanhu within it.
The soul masters on the airship changed their expressions drastically.
"The weapon will protect its master!"
"Your Highness, you cannot approach!"
Xu Jingyuan became increasingly certain of his judgment. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and peered down into the pit through the protective shield.
"Who are you?"
Tang San did not answer; his gaze fell on Xu Jingyuan.
He was dressed in luxurious clothes, had a gloomy demeanor, and was accompanied by guards, soul masters, and a flying boat.
They must be nobles from this continent, perhaps even of high status.
Tang San did not reveal his identity immediately.
He is now too badly injured to summon the undead army, and the Rakshasa Scythe is also severely damaged.
If we act rashly, we may not be able to kill all of them.
More importantly, he needs to know where he is.
Tang San asked in a hoarse voice:
"Where... am I?"
Xu Jingyuan's eyes flickered slightly.
Instead of answering directly, he asked in return:
"You're not from the Sun Moon Empire?"
Empire of the Sun and Moon?
Tang San's heart skipped a beat; he had never heard of this name before, but he quickly suppressed his emotions.
"Could this be another continent within the Douluo Continent?"
"I've actually been teleported to another continent. No wonder there's no familiar aura around me from Douluo Continent. No wonder these people are using such advanced soul tools."
Tang San repeated in a low voice:
"Sun and Moon Empire..."
Xu Jingyuan had already made a judgment based on his reaction.
This person is not from the Sun and Moon Continent.
It might even come from an unknown place on the other side of the ocean.
A person who was critically injured and on the verge of death, yet possessed what appeared to be a divine artifact, and was able to tear through space and fall into the Western Regions.
Such a person, if controlled, would be an immense asset.
Even if you can't control him, you can at least get his secrets.
Xu Jingyuan began to speak:
"You must be badly injured. If you continue to lie here, you will die within half an hour."
Tang San stared at him coldly.
"You want to save me?"
Xu Jingyuan said:
"I can save you."
Tang San's eyes were gloomy.
"And the price?"
Xu Jingyuan smiled faintly.
"We'll talk about the price after you survive."
Tang San stared at him for a long time.
He certainly wouldn't believe that a stranger would save him for no reason, but right now, he really needed to survive.
Tang Chuan, Qian Renxue, Di Tian...
Those three people must have thought I had escaped back to somewhere on Douluo Continent, but no one would have imagined that I would be thrown by a spatial rift onto this strange continent called the Sun and Moon Empire.
This is my chance to regain my strength.
Thinking of this, Tang San slowly loosened his grip on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and said in a somewhat low voice:
"Help me."
"I can give you what you want."
A smile finally appeared in Xu Jingyuan's eyes, and he raised his hand to order the break:
"Put down the locked cage."
The old soul mentor's expression changed.
"Your Highness!"
Xu Jingyuan said coldly:
"Do as I say."
The Soul Masters exchanged glances and finally activated the Soul Guidance Device beneath the flying boat.
hum-
A sealed cage made of silver-white metal rings slowly descended.
The cage's surface is engraved with soul-guiding array patterns, and its inner layer is inlaid with soul-suppressing crystals, which can suppress the soul power surge of soul masters and also isolate some mental impact.
This is a soul tool used by the Sun Moon Empire's army to transport high-level soul master prisoners.
Tang San's eyes flashed with a cold glint when he saw the cage.
If he were at his peak, he could shatter this thing with a single scythe.
But now, he didn't move.
The silver-white cage fell into the pit, trapping him and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
Several soul-guided chains automatically popped out and bound Tang San's limbs.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe trembled slightly, but due to severe damage, it did not immediately unleash its power.
Tang San closed his eyes and did not resist.
Xu Jingyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.
"Bring it back to Blackrock Workshop."
"Have both the physician and the spiritual mentor prepare simultaneously."
"Remember, no message is to be sent back to the capital."
The middle-aged officer said in a deep voice:
"What if the imperial spies discover something amiss?"
Xu Jingyuan's eyes were icy cold.
"Then let them disappear."
The middle-aged military officer lowered his head.
"Yes."
The flying boat slowly rose, with the sealed cage suspended in the center, carrying the critically injured and dying Tang San, and flew towards the Black Rock Mine.
Tang San lay in the cage, looking through the metal gaps at the unfamiliar coastline, mines, and distant city lit by soul-guided lamps.
Tian Dou City.
When Tang Chuan reappeared above Tian Dou City, the entire city seemed to awaken from a long nightmare. On the city walls, the soldiers were stunned at first, and then, someone shouted out first.
"Lord Tang Chuan is back!"
That sound seemed to ignite the long-suppressed emotions of the entire city.
"Lord Karakawa!"
"It's Mr. Karakawa!"
"He's really back!"
Cheers echoed from the city walls and quickly spread throughout the city's streets and alleys.
Countless people pushed open their doors, ran into the streets, and looked up at the sky. They saw the white-clad figure walking through the air, holding the Trident of the Sea God, his body radiating a soft and vast blue-gold light, like a warm sea, dispelling the fear that shrouded Tian Dou City.
Not long ago, Qian Renxue's army besieged the city.
The angel's divine might pressed down on the entire Heavenly Dou City, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Later, news of Tang San's massacre of the city and his soul-devouring continued to spread.
Qinghe City, Jiamu City, Muyun City...
Cities were turned into dead zones, and countless souls were ripped from people.
The entire continent seemed to have fallen into darkness.
The common people didn't know what gods were, nor did they understand the Rakshasa lineage. All they knew was that when Tang San came, people would die in the city, and when Qian Renxue came, the city would fall.
With Tang Chuan back, at least they can still see hope.
Tang Chuan slowly landed in the central square of Tian Dou City.
As soon as he landed, the people around him spontaneously knelt down.
"Lord Karakawa!"
"Many thanks to Lord Tang Chuan for saving Tian Dou!"
"If it weren't for Lord Tang Chuan's return, our Heavenly Dou City would probably be gone!"
"Lord Tang Chuan, you must kill that demon Tang San!"
"He slaughtered so many cities, he can't be allowed to live any longer!"
Among the crowd, an elderly man was holding his grandson and crying uncontrollably.
Refugees who had fled back from the border knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. Many soldiers, their eyes red, gripped their weapons tightly, their gazes towards Tang Chuan filled with awe and gratitude.
Tang Chuan looked at them and remained silent for a moment; he did not enjoy the cheers.
Because he knew very well that these people were not worshipping the strong.
They were just scared.
I'm afraid I'll become a corpse in the next dead city.
She was afraid that her soul would also be devoured by Tang San.
They fear that the world will completely lose the power to protect ordinary people.
A moment later, Tang Chuan slowly raised his hand, and his martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor, grew from his palm, its cyan-gold light spreading out like a spring breeze.
The people kneeling on the ground felt a gentle breath brushing against their bodies, and the fatigue that had accumulated from fear and anxiety over the past few days slowly dissipated at that moment.
The wounded soldiers' wounds began to heal little by little.
Tang Chuan began to speak:
"Get up, everyone."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire square.
"Tang San is not dead, and the continent is not truly safe. But I assure you, as long as I live, I will not allow him to slaughter cities at will like before."
"Whether it's the Heaven Dou Empire, the Spirit Empire, or the Star Luo Empire, no living person should become a sacrifice on the Rakshasa Altar."
The people slowly stood up.
Some people still had fear in their eyes, but also a sense of relief. From the direction of the city wall, Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Yang Wudi and others also rushed over.
Avalanche stood further away, his expression complex.
At this moment, Tang Chuan's prestige has far surpassed that of the Heavenly Dou Emperor.
This made him uneasy.
But he also knew that Tian Dou was now completely inseparable from Tang Chuan.
Dugu Bo stepped forward, sized up Tang Chuan, and grinned:
"You're back?"
Tang Chuan nodded.
"Tang San was rescued by Rakshasa God."
Dugu Bo's face darkened, and he cursed.
"That beast is really tough."
Sword Douluo said in a deep voice:
"Is it still possible to find Tang San?"
Tang Chuan shook his head.
"It can't be found yet. When Rakshasa God rescued him, he forcibly distorted the spatial path. His aura disappeared from Douluo Continent."
Everyone's expression changed.
"Disappeared?"
Bone Douluo frowned and said:
"Is he dead?"
Tang Chuan looked into the distance.
"No."
"He is still alive."
"It's just that it may no longer be on this continent."
Dugu Bo's eyes narrowed.
"Not in Douluo Continent?"
Tang Chuan said:
"It's possible they were carried away to another place by spatial turbulence."
"But no matter where he went, given Tang San's personality, he won't let it go easily."
"He will definitely come back."
Ning Fengzhi looked solemn.
"Then we must be prepared before he returns."
Tang Chuan nodded, and after a moment of silence, said seriously:
"We'll talk about Tang San later. I have something else to do now."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo looked puzzled and asked:
"What is it?"
Tang Chuan did not answer immediately; his gaze swept across the square and looked towards the southwest of Tian Dou City.
That's the direction where Tianxing Academy is located.
After a moment, he slowly said:
"I'm going to pick someone up."
……
Tianxing Academy.
Since the situation on the mainland became chaotic, this academy has temporarily suspended enrollment.
The college gates were closed, and many students were evacuated to a safe area, leaving only a few teachers and guards to stay and watch over the area.
Even so, Tianxing Academy is not desolate.
Because there is the Blue Silver Emperor Life Array left by Tang Chuan here.
Blue Silver Grass grows everywhere—on the back mountain, in the training grounds, by the lake, and in the herb garden. It's like the veins of the academy, silently protecting this place.
When Tang Chuan entered the academy, the guards and teachers all excitedly came to greet him.
"Everyone, come quick!"
"Vice Dean Tang Chuan is back!"
Tang Chuan nodded slightly, but didn't say anything more.
He walked straight through the front yard, through the teaching building, and finally arrived at the college's back garden.
It's very quiet here.
Unlike the outside world, which was engulfed in war, the back garden remained lush with vegetation and had a flowing spring.
In the center of the flowerbed, there is a piece of land that has been fenced off separately.
There grows an exceptionally delicate blue silver grass.
It is not tall, and even looks somewhat fragile.
Yet, on each leaf flowed extremely pure blue-gold patterns.
All the surrounding blue silver grasses tilted slightly toward it, as if guarding it or worshipping it.
Tang Chuan stood in front of the Blue Silver Grass for a long time without moving, his eyes becoming very light.
He lacked the coldness he displayed when facing Tang San, and the composure he showed when facing Qian Renxue and Di Tian.
At this moment, he was more like a child who had finally returned to his mother's side.
"Mother."
Tang Chuan spoke in a low voice.
"I'm back."
A gentle breeze was blowing.
The blue silver grass swayed gently, its leaves brushing against Tang Chuan's fingertips, as if responding to him.
Tang Chuan slowly squatted down and reached out to touch the land.
Back then, after Ah Yin sacrificed himself, he left behind only this bit of life essence. He planted Ah Yin in the back garden of Tianxing Academy, nourishing him with the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor every day, and protecting him with the Life Domain.
Over the years, Ah Yin's life force has gradually returned.
But it's still not enough.
Even if an ordinary Soul Master spent their entire life, they might not be able to truly revive Ah Yin.
But it's different now.
Tang Chuan has already pulled out the Trident of Poseidon.
His Blue Silver Emperor bloodline also reached an unprecedented level through repeated transformations.
More importantly, he has mastered the realm of life and the power of the sea god, and with the rare treasure of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, reviving Ah Yin is no longer just a distant wish.
The next second, Tang Chuan raised his hand and gently tapped the ground with the Trident of Poseidon.
Blue-gold divine light spread out.
All the blue silver grass in the back garden lit up simultaneously. (End of Chapter)