Douluo Dalu: My Martial Spirit is the Worm of Time

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Accepting Bo Saixi's advice, Tang San rested for two days, adjusted his condition, and prepared to begin replacing his soul bones.

Bo Saixi solemnly took out two boxes. The boxes were made of special materials, effectively sealing the energy fluctuations caused by the soul bones inside.

When she opened the lids, the surging energy made Tang San's pupils shrink. Even the torso bone of the Evil Orca King paled in comparison to the energy fluctuations emitted by these two soul bones.

Especially the black left arm bone with its deep, dark light, even made him feel somewhat frightened.

"This left arm bone was actually left behind by your great-grandfather..." Bo Saixi explained with a smile, "It's just right for you."

Great-grandfather... Tang San had also chatted with Bo Saixi about Tang Chen, knowing that he was the King of Slaughter he had met in the City of Slaughter. Recalling the "Blood-colored Velvet" he had thrown down, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty:

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't destroyed the City of Slaughter, great-grandfather wouldn't have left there, wouldn't have encountered Amon, and wouldn't have died."

Bo Saixi shook her head: "Silly child, for someone as proud as your great-grandfather, being controlled by a soul beast, living in a daze, neither human nor ghost, is far more unbearable than death... Are you ready? If you can't bring yourself to do it, I can help you."

Tang San smiled, a resolute expression appearing on his face: "That won't be necessary. The joy of bringing Xiao Wu back is enough to offset any pain."

As he spoke, he formed his right hand into a palm blade, soul power condensing on the side of his palm, and then, without changing his expression, he cut off his right leg from the root.

Blood splattered, flowing all over the ground, causing Ning Rongrong beside him to show a look of unbearable pity:

"Brother San is... so ruthless to himself!"

Bai Chenxiang's face showed a moved expression: "Is this risking everything for love?"

"Xiangxiang, I would be willing to do the same to save you," Ma Hongjun said, leaning closer.

"Get lost, do you want me to end up in this situation too?" Bai Chenxiang said unhappily.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head, and said sheepishly: "Uh, I didn't mean that."

Dai Mubai nodded affirmatively: "Xiao San, well done, this is a man's responsibility!"

Tang San had a slight cold sweat on his forehead. He used his soul power to grab his right leg bone and pressed it against his wound. Then, a golden light bloomed from between his eyebrows.

This light was transmitted to the Seagod Trident, magnified by it, becoming stronger and warmer.

Tang San only felt a warm current flowing through the severed part of his leg, followed by a tingling sensation.

The soul bone bloomed with a light blue light, and wisps of flesh sprouted from the root of his leg, and then began to spread downwards. As it grew downwards, it also grew outwards, growing muscles, meridians, and skin.

Soon, his right leg was restored to its original state. Because the quality of this soul bone far exceeded the original right leg bone of only fifty thousand years, Tang San's soul power did not decrease but increased, reaching level 93.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. Even though the anticipation of resurrecting Xiao Wu made him extremely excited, and even though he could endure pain with his strong will, physiological pain was unavoidable.

He didn't delay for too long, and immediately used the same method to cut off his left arm bone. Then he grabbed the black, three-hundred-thousand-year soul bone and installed it.

Under the powerful recovery power of the right leg bone, Tang San's left arm also immediately began to proliferate based on the black soul bone.

When the left arm was completely formed, Tang San moved his left hand and felt no discomfort. He even felt better, this arm was stronger and more powerful than before.

Then, Tang San took out the white rabbit-shaped Xiao Wu from the Hundred Treasure Ruyi Sack.

He gently placed her on the ground.

The white rabbit's ignorant eyes seemed a little dazed, it just instinctively wanted to be close to Tang San.

Tang San's mind was filled with memories of his past interactions with Xiao Wu...

"My name is Xiao Wu, the Wu of dancing."

"From today on, I am the boss of this dormitory."

"Brother, help me comb my hair."

...

Tang San murmured: "Xiao Wu, we can finally be together again. This time, no one can separate us! Until the end of time!"

He took a deep breath and clenched the Seagod Trident. A red light spread on the Soft Bone Rabbit left arm bone he had taken off, emitting a palpitating aura.

Blue Silver Grass was released, nine soul rings appeared, and a blue-golden airflow surrounded Tang San's body, constantly spinning.

The nine soul rings shone almost simultaneously, illuminating Tang San.

He raised the Seagod Trident high, and golden light spewed out from the divine pattern on his forehead, a majestic, vast, sacred and warm aura emerged.

The golden light was projected onto the trident, and the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, no, it should be called the "Heart of the Seagod", bloomed with intense light.

The white rabbit was particularly affectionate to Tang San, and was not afraid of this strange phenomenon. In its red eyes, there seemed to be starlight flowing.

Tang San struggled, wanting to shake the sixth soul ring out of his body.

But at this moment, an unexpected situation occurred.

The sixth soul ring suddenly bloomed with light, frantically drawing Tang San's soul power. As his soul power poured in, two long shadows suddenly flew out of the soul ring.

Their appearance was so fast that even Tang San and Bo Saixi's mental power could not see clearly what they were. They only felt like two snakes, or insects.

These two shadows followed each other head to tail, forming a vertical ring.

The ring slowly rotated, with graduations appearing, imprinting a huge, ancient, mottled phantom behind Tang San.

This phantom was like a clock carved out of stone, divided into twelve grids, with only gray and white colors, mixed with each other, with clear boundaries. It gave people the feeling that their lives were accelerating.

After the phantom of the clock appeared, Tang San's sixth soul ring successfully left his body.

A burst of blood mist erupted from his body, and the extreme pain made Tang San's face change.

Tang San ignored the changes, ignored the pain, cheered up, sent Xiao Wu's soul bone into the air, and merged it with the sixth soul ring that had been shaken off.

Red light bloomed, and a illusory shadow slowly emerged under the illumination of the divine light released by the Seagod Trident.

She had soft black hair, delicate and flawless features, fair and moving skin, and eyes as beautiful as stars.

"Xiao Wu... my Xiao Wu..." Tang San looked at this figure that haunted his dreams, and a tear of excitement flowed from his eyes.

This was Xiao Wu's soul. She couldn't speak, couldn't open her mouth, staring at Tang San, her crystal-like eyes full of sadness and worry. She seemed to want to convey something, but couldn't do anything.

Tang San looked firmly and persistently into Xiao Wu's eyes, and shouted in a roaring voice:

"Resurrect, my love!"

The Seagod's light suddenly condensed, forming a golden pillar of light, enveloping Xiao Wu's soul and the white rabbit on the ground.

In the light, the corners of Xiao Wu's mouth turned up slightly, outlining a smile.

Vast mental power, like a flood, poured into the Seagod Trident, continuously transforming into the Seagod's light, providing assistance for the fusion of Xiao Wu's soul and body.

Even with Tang San's terrifying mental power, he gradually became overwhelmed by this consumption.

His face began to pale and his body began to tremble. But he didn't give up. To resurrect Xiao Wu, he was willing to give everything.

Just when Tang San was about to be unable to support himself, Xiao Wu's voice came from the pillar of light:

"Brother, I'm resurrected..."

The pillar of light formed by the Seagod's light gradually converged, and a delicate figure fell out of the light. She opened her arms and rushed towards Tang San with a smile on her face.

Tang San's face was filled with a joyful smile, but the huge consumption left his body on the verge of exhaustion.

Dang!

As if crossing time and coming through history, the sound of a bell rang, echoing far away on Seagod Island.

Everything around slowed down. Everyone present was still mentally agile, but their bodies seemed to be out of control and extremely slow.

Even the speed of Xiao Wu's fall was slowed down dozens of times.

An indescribable invisible torrent emerged, washing over Tang San's body. The hands of the huge clock phantom behind him suddenly began to spin rapidly.

Counterclockwise rotation!

Suddenly, Tang San felt that the fatigue in his body was getting lighter and lighter, his condition was getting better and better, and the soul rings that had been shaken out of his body to resurrect Xiao Wu reappeared.

Time has reversed!

Bo Saixi widened her eyes, looking at this miraculous scene, her face full of disbelief.

This was a miracle even more shocking than Xiao Wu's resurrection!

After rotating a few times, the phantom of the clock disappeared, and time returned to its normal flow.

Xiao Wu fell into Tang San's arms. Tang San, who had regained his strength, hugged her, hugged her very tightly, very tightly. Feeling the softness in his arms, Tang San couldn't wait to rub her into his body.

Except for Tang San, who was full of thoughts about the resurrected Xiao Wu, the rest of the people had unspeakable shock on their faces.

"I didn't see it wrong, did I? Just now, time reversed?" Ma Hongjun's tone was full of deep suspicion.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, calmed down, and affirmed:

"You didn't see it wrong, time... reversed. Xiao San's soul skill restored himself to the state he was in a few minutes ago!"

Oscar's mouth was so big that he could stuff a fist in it. "This skill... is too perverted, isn't it? If you can control it freely, wouldn't it be invincible?"

A trace of excitement appeared in Bo Saixi's eyes. If the reversed time could be long enough, could she resurrect Tang Chen, who had been dead for a long time?

...

In the sky, Amon, wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat, and a monocle on his right eye, sat on a dark cloud, looking down at Seagod Island.

He raised his hand and pinched the crystal-textured monocle, and said with great interest:

"Hey, this skill is really easy to use... Thank me, I randomly gave you the skills I've been saving at the bottom of the box."

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