The Pope exchanged glances with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo beside her, an irrepressible gleam of delight shining in her eyes.
In that moment, she seemed to have already forgotten the Spirit Hall academy team's defeat entirely.
On the sixth layer of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a Light of Recovery enveloped Tang San, radiating an unusual brilliance.
The wounds on Tang San's body were closing at an astonishing rate. Not only that—the meridians within him that had been damaged by the shockwave of Xie Yue's self-created Soul Skill, Full Moon, were also healing rapidly.
The fourth layer of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda released another beam of light: the Light of Soul Power Amplification.
Just how powerful was Ning Fengzhi? As the Clan Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, when he unleashed the Seven Treasure Avatar, the amplification he produced was far beyond anything Ning Rongrong could compare to.
Under the combined effects of the Light of Recovery and the Light of Soul Power Amplification, the severed wound where the Eight Spider Lances had broken from Tang San's back slowly closed. All the broken ends of the Eight Spider Lances were drawn back into Tang San's body. His complexion began to regain its healthy color.
At the same time, six more beams of Soul Power Amplification light drifted outward—this time landing on the six members of the Spirit Hall academy team who sat cross-legged on the ground.
Ning Fengzhi could not cure the poison, but by virtue of his powerful Soul Power Amplification, he could at least extend the time these nearly collapsing Soul Masters could resist the toxin.
Flandre, the Great Master, and Liu Erlong all rushed onto the field and made their way to Tang San's side.
The light Ning Fengzhi had cast upon Tang San gradually faded. Flandre hurriedly helped him up, pressing a hand against his back and slowly channeling his own Soul Power into Tang San's body. Tang San let out a low grunt and slowly opened his eyes.
The pain throughout his body had subsided, but the hollow emptiness within could not be so easily mended.
Half of his back ribs felt as though they had vanished entirely, leaving his whole body in a state of semi-collapse. The breaking of the Eight Spider Lances had inflicted severe damage on him. Although the Eight Spider Lances would eventually heal and regrow on their own, that would take considerable time. For the near future, Tang San would be unable to fight.
The scene before him gradually came into focus. The other members of the Shrek Seven Devils had already gathered around him. Tang San looked at the people beside him. "We won?"
Dai Mubai nodded vigorously, the excited gleam in his heterochromatic eyes impossible to conceal. "Yes, we won. We defeated the Spirit Hall academy team. We're the champions—the champions of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."
A satisfied smile spread across Tang San's face. He had finally claimed this championship. The price had been steep, but this title made it all worthwhile.
"Congratulations on your final victory. But now, I would ask you to cure them of their poison first." The voice of Pope Bibi Dong rang out, snapping the Shrek Seven Devils from their bliss.
With Xiao Wu and Oscar supporting him on either side, Tang San slowly rose to his feet. Though his steps were still unsteady, the combined effects of Ning Fengzhi's Light of Recovery and Light of Soul Power Amplification had restored much of his condition.
After swallowing one of Oscar's Recovery Sausages, he could just barely move on his own.
Without saying much, Tang San casually picked up a relatively long shard of the Eight Spider Lances from the ground, walked over to Xie Yue, extended his hand, and drove the shard into Xie Yue's shoulder.
A purple-black light blazed from the shard, and rings of luminance flowed slowly through it and into Tang San's body.
Xie Yue's previously pained expression gradually calmed, and the purple-black hue on his body receded rapidly.
Tang San, however, experienced something altogether different. What he was retracting was not merely the poison. Through the Eight Spider Lances shard, he had also siphoned a portion of Xie Yue's life force in the process of absorbing the toxin.
Soon the poison had completely faded from Xie Yue's body. He managed to crack his eyes open, but he was far too exhausted to stand. He merely glanced at Tang San before immediately settling into a meditative posture to cultivate.
Tang San sneered inwardly. The poison may have been cured, but afterward the man would inevitably fall gravely ill. As for whether it would affect his future cultivation—that even Tang San did not know.
Following the same method, Tang San detoxified the remaining five. Each time he withdrew the poison from one person, one beam of Ning Fengzhi's Soul Power Amplification light receded. The control was effortless—this was not the Three-Vein Spirit Heart technique, but rather Ning Fengzhi's Seven-Vein Spirit Heart, far superior in every regard.
By the time Tang San had finished detoxifying all six, his own condition had actually improved. In the process of draining the poison, he had inevitably absorbed portions of all six individuals' life force. Now he not only felt his Soul Power recovering somewhat—a tingling, itching sensation had already begun to spread across his back as the Eight Spider Lances started to mend themselves under the nourishment of the absorbed life force.
By now, the Pope's expression had returned to calm. She sat back down in her seat and offered a smile to Ning Fengzhi, who had withdrawn his Seven Treasure Avatar beside her. "I thank Clan Master Ning."