Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Star-Breaking Sword God

Soul Land—Chapter 117: The Beginning of Tang San's Tragic Life

"I—I'm going to die here?" Xue Beng spat out a mouthful of blood, his pupils gradually dilating. "Obviously. I still have an unfulfilled wish. Those three ghosts didn't attack me."

"It's all Tang San! It's all your fault!" His light returned to his eyes, and with his last ounce of strength, he shouted, "The murderer—Shrek Tang San!" Then his body twitched violently a few times, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

"Fuck," Tang San's eyes reddened, and veins bulged on his forehead. This guy wanted to smear dirt on him?

The fourth Soul ring on Zhang Sangui's ghost body lit up, and his shadow on the ground suddenly split like a spider web, transforming into four ghostly phantoms rushing toward Tang San and Xiao Wu.

But he smiled strangely, his skin turning blue-gray, and two lines of black blood seeped from his eyes.

An inhuman roar erupted from his throat: "Hehehe, taste my soul-devouring ghost shadow!"

His ghost hand plunged into his chest, and instantly, he pulled out his still-beating heart. The surface of the heart was covered with dark red lines. Every time it beat, the surrounding air distorted.

The four ghostly phantoms seemed to amplify and accelerate suddenly. Their soul power fluctuations grew stronger and stronger, leaving charred corrosion marks wherever they passed.

"What's this weird method?!" Tang San stared. Suddenly, the Eight Spider Lances behind him, which had not yet fully recovered, manifested.

At this moment, a blue-purple lightning bolt poured down from the sky, accurately striking the four ghostly phantoms and Zhang Sangui.

"Boom—"

The mighty power of lightning roared like an angry dragon, smashing the ghostly phantoms. Zhang Sangui let out a shrill scream, trembling all over; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

A thin old man in a red Spirit Hall robe suddenly appeared out of thin air, followed by Spirit Hall and royal family members who arrived simultaneously.

The old man surveyed the scene with a stern expression and ordered in a deep voice:

"Seal off the scene. Spirit Hall healers follow the royal family members. Take Prince Xue Beng for treatment, and rush to the Ye family. The fallen Soul Master Zhang Sangui and everyone present are not allowed to leave without permission. Clarify the situation before making any decisions."

The royal family members immediately moved into action, carefully carrying the unconscious Xue Beng onto a stretcher, while Spirit Hall's healing Soul Masters quickly used their skills to treat his injuries.

Spirit Hall law enforcement officers set up a cordon, prohibiting anyone unrelated from approaching.

Salas stepped forward in front of Tang San and Xiao Wu. "Boy, if Prince Xue Beng is dead, you're going to be in big trouble."

Xiao Wu was frightened by his sinister gaze and trembled behind Tang San.

Tang San argued, "Senior of Spirit Hall, I, Tang San, never attacked Prince Xue Beng. This is just a coincidence in battle. Zhang Sangui is too treacherous. All of this is because of his strange Soul skills. My attack was not directed at Prince Xue Beng!"

Salas sneered, "Boy, words are not enough. The injuries on Prince Xue Beng were caused by your strange Soul skills. Even if you prove it was an accident, you can't escape responsibility."

He continued coldly, "If this had happened a thousand years ago, regardless of the circumstances, the royal family could sentence you, a civilian, to death just for being involved in the prince's death!"

He looked at Tang San with a sinister smile. "Tell me, do you have any backing to protect you? If not, I will take you two away for questioning."

Tang San's eyes grew colder, his fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white from the force.

He raised his head and stared directly at Salas, speaking loudly: "I, Tang San, have always acted upright. I've never backstabbed anyone, and I am innocent. If you, Spirit Hall and the royal family want to frame me, I will never agree!"

Salas raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth and said in a yin-yang tone: "Oh, so you're so confident explaining your origins? In the Heaven Dou Empire, the royal family and Spirit Hall are the sky."

"Don't worry, you won't die if you're innocent. Just be prepared to be held accountable. Now, stand still!"

Although Tang San was indignant, he could only suppress his anger and wait for the arrival of high-ranking officials from the royal family.

'Hmph, if the Heaven Dou royal family cannot distinguish right from wrong and falsely accuse, they will surely perish! And the bishop of Spirit Hall is so aggressive that he frightened Xiao Wu to this extent—he will also die!'

Xiao Wu was so scared she hid behind Tang San, trembling and not daring to look up. 'This man is a Soul Douluo. Stay calm, Xiao Wu. Stay calm. Ah, Xiao Wu's life is so miserable. Mom, Xiao Wu is so scared."

After a long while, "Xue Qinghe," dressed in exquisite clothes, finally arrived, looking anxious. His clothes were slightly messy from running, with a few dead leaves and dust on them.

"Bishop Saras, where is my brother Xue Beng?!" he asked anxiously, voice trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Tang San and the others looked grim.

Salas bowed slightly, with a serious expression, and explained what had happened.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue cast a sharp gaze at Tang San and Xiao Wu, revealing a hint of majesty and scrutiny:

"Tang San, do you know your crime?"

Tang San straightened. "Your Highness, it was Zhang Sangui who used strange Soul skills, causing the crossbow arrow to go out of control and accidentally injure the prince. It was not my fault!"

Qian Renxue snorted coldly. "The death penalty can be avoided, but the crime of causing injury cannot. Wait until the royal family questions your Shrek Academy. Bishop Salas, please take these two back to Heaven Dou Royal Academy, inform the three teaching committee members of everything that happened, and convey my opinion."

She waved to the royal guards, and a captain immediately stepped forward and bowed.

"Quickly inform the king—this and that." The captain of the guards took the order and hurried away.

"Tang San, I value talent, but this kind of accident is a serious crime in the royal family. Be prepared to be expelled. Your companions will lose their privileges during this period because of you. Consider how to handle this incident ."

Tang San's face darkened, contemplating the obvious decline in Shrek Academy's treatment and the smiles of the students and teachers.

Shao Xin often said he would take Oscar to practice and grow in Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

If losing the privileges and protections means that Shrek will be disqualified from future competitions, what will Ma Hongjun and Oscar think of him? Will he be isolated?

'It doesn't matter. Even if our hearts aren't united, I, Tang San, can still control the entire team.'

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. "We're being driven away? That's great!"

Seeing the strange looks cast her way, she stammered, "I mean, that's sad."

Qian Renxue ignored them and rushed toward the scene of Xue Beng's death. She and Xue Ye still had a scene to perform.

(End of this chapter)