Chapter 462: Chapter 456.
Chapter 456.
Hearing Wang Feng's words, the Headless Beast immediately fell silent, its furious roars ceasing at once.
Clearly, it had recognized him.
"Human, what do you intend to do? Do you even know where you are?"
Its voice rumbled like a drum, filled with aggression and menace.
"You dare enter this place and try to kill me? You won't make it out alive!"
Wang Feng squinted, unfazed by the beast's intimidation.
"I don't care where we are," he said calmly. "I'm not here to kill you—I just need to take you with me."
"Hahahaha!"
The Headless Beast burst into a deep, mocking laugh.
"Take me? Do you actually think you can? You believe I would willingly go with you?"
It was as large as a mountain, and with Wang Feng standing atop its massive body, he looked as though he were perched upon a small hill.
Despite the gaping wound in its lower abdomen from the Star Cannon, which was spilling dark blood, the beast still exuded an air of defiance.
Wang Feng said nothing.
Instead, the Plain Cloud World Flag materialized in his hand.
Unlike before, when only one form could manifest at a time, this Innate Five Flag ; now had the ability to exist in all its forms simultaneously.
After a brief moment of thought, Wang Feng extended his hand, drawing a single drop of blood from the sacred beast and letting it drip onto the Plain Cloud World Flag.
The next moment, the Headless Beast shuddered, as if it had just established a connection with Wang Feng.
"Come!"
At his command, a vast white mist erupted from the flag.
Like a massive vacuum, it began to suck in the colossal beast!
As the beast was pulled into the flag's domain, Wang Feng suddenly realized something—
His mental power was draining at an alarming rate!
By the time the Headless Beast was fully absorbed into the flag's inner realm, Wang Feng was shocked to find that his spiritual stream had been consumed to the size of a mere pinky finger.
He was truly taken aback.
"The Plain Cloud World Flag really can store soul beasts… but the amount of mental power it drains is absurd!"
A single heavily wounded sacred beast had cost him such a significant amount of mental energy.
If he had attempted to capture two at once…
He would've been completely drained and would not have been able to do that!
Wang Feng cursed himself internally.
"I'm an Idiot. I should've tested this on weaker soul beasts first!"
Had his mental power not been enhanced significantly, this attempt alone could have left him mentally exhausted to the point of death.
Even so, he was now certain of one thing—
The Cloud Flag did indeed function as a storage space for soul beasts, akin to a miniature world.
As Wang Feng's soul power circulated, a faint light flickered from the flag, forming a hazy mist that allowed him to see into its interior.
Inside, the Headless Beast was still roaring angrily.
"Human! Let me out!"
Wang Feng frowned slightly.
Without hesitation, he focused his mind—
BZZT!
The Headless Beast convulsed, as if struck by a sudden wave of mental energy.
Its furious cries immediately ceased.
Seeing –this, Wang Feng grinned slightly.
While the Plain Cloud Realm Flag didn't grant him full control over the soul beast's life and death, it did allow him to exert a mental influence over it.
This was due to the fusion of the Star Five-Headed Dragon's abilities into the flag's power.
One of the Star Five-Headed Dragon's abilities was mental control, capable of sending shockwaves into an opponent's mind.
Now, Wang Feng could apply this power to any soul beast contained within the Cloud Flag.
Simply put—
If he could capture a soul beast inside the Cloud Flag, he could gradually bring it under his control.
However—
It required an enormous amount of mental power.
Still, this was a promising start.
"Perfect. Time to head back to the Soul Hall."
Meanwhile…
While Wang Feng was dealing with the Headless Beast, on the other side—
Xiao Wu's sacrifice had been completed within a day, and Tang San had fully recovered.
For an entire day, everyone had remained by his side, including Da Ming and Er Ming, who chose to stay as well.
"Wait, what?!"
Dai Mubai's eyes widened in shock.
"You're telling me the captain trained with you two in the Great Star Dou Forest for half a year… six years ago?"
Oscar furrowed his brows.
"Wait a second—does that mean the 60,000-year-old soul ring that the captain got also came from here…? What? He hunted it by himself?"
"And you guys don't even feel as strong as the captain now?"
The group surrounded Da Ming and Er Ming, bombarding them with question after question about Wang Feng's past.
They couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment at every new revelation.
Ma Hongjun, deep in thought, suddenly spoke up:
"Man, this is insane. No wonder Captain pretended to be a Six-Ringed Soul Emperor when he came back six years ago—to test us. He was already this strong back then!"
Then, a thought struck him.
He turned to the others and said—
"So… why don't we stay and train here for half a year too?"
The moment the words left his mouth—
Everyone froze.
Silence.
Then—
"...Wait, are you serious?"
Er Ming let out a deep growl, his powerful Gravity Domain enveloping everyone in an instant.
"No problem. You're all Xiao Wu's friends. Over the past five years, I've heard a lot about you from her. If you want to train, I won't hold back—I've been itching for a fight anyway."
Ma Hongjun's face turned pale as he felt the immense pressure pressing down on him.
Under the crushing weight of Er Ming's domain, he instantly abandoned the thought.
"Ahem, um… You know what? If this fat guy wants to, he can go ahead, but the rest of us should probably sit this one out," Dai Mubai said, sweating profusely.
Fighting a 100,000-year-old soul beast?
That was nothing short of suicide!
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Er Ming chuckled.
Then, shaking his head, he continued—
"To be honest, Wang Feng became strong only because I beat him down every single day back then. But that guy is insanely tough—no matter how badly I crushed him, he was always back on his feet the next day, full of energy."
He paused, sighing slightly.
"But now? I don't think I should be hitting him anymore."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Back then, they had been too caught up in the heat of the battle to process everything clearly.
Now, after some rest, they could finally reflect on what had actually happened.
Looking back…
After five years, Wang Feng had grown so powerful that he could kill a Titled Douluo single handedly and even crushingly?
What did that mean?
Phantom Death Douluo was no ordinary Titled Douluo—he was terrifyingly strong even among the other Titled Douluo.
And yet, he couldn't do a thing against Wang Feng.
In the end, he had been completely consumed by Wang Feng's mysterious flames.
What's more—
They didn't even know that Phantom Death Douluo wasn't actually dead yet.
At that moment, from a short distance away—
Tang San slowly opened his eyes.
Everyone hurried over, with Da Ming and Er Ming also shifting their massive bodies closer.
Beside Tang San, a small rabbit snuggled closely against him, her red eyes shimmering with deep affection.
As soon as he woke up, Tang San remained silent.
He already knew everything.
His mind had been conscious the entire time.
"Third Brother…"
Ma Hongjun hesitated, about to explain what had happened. But Tang San simply shook his head.
"I already know."
He gently picked up the little rabbit, his voice resolute.
"There's no need to say anything. I will cultivate to become a Titled Douluo as soon as possible."
A deep red soul ring flickered across his body, radiating a gentle yet immense energy—a testament to Xiao Wu's love and sacrifice.
At that moment, Tang San seemed to undergo an earth-shattering transformation.
The power of a 100,000-year soul ring was undeniable—
And sacrifice was even more special.
It was entirely different, a soul beast willingly offering itself to be absorbed as a soul ring.
At the same time, a leg bone appeared and gently attached itself to Tang San's leg—
It was Xiao Wu's leg bone.
Er Ming's voice rumbled heavily.
"Boy, you understand the conditions for resurrection, don't you?"
His tone was serious.
"We've already found the Holy Soul Grass here. But your mental power isn't strong enough yet. Because of the medicinal power of Acacia Heartbroken Red, Xiao –Wu's strength has remained intact, and her consciousness is still whole. She's waiting for you. Wang Feng had said the other two conditions won't be a problem. The only thing left.."
Er Ming's gaze locked onto Tang San.
"…is you. If you can't reach the level of a Titled Douluo, Xiao Wu can never be resurrected."
Tang San's grip tightened around Xiao Wu.
His heart was filled with determination.
No matter what it took…
He would become a Titled Douluo.
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