Tang San slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best to calm his emotions. The Mysterious Heaven Skill circulated rapidly within him. Through two years of cultivation, although his soul power hadn't increased dramatically, the Ren meridian among his Eight Extraordinary Meridians had already been opened, leaving only the final Du meridian.
With seven meridians opened, the circulation speed of Tang San's internal energy had reached an astonishing degree, which also gave him far greater sustained combat ability compared to the soul masters of this world.
A faint light flickered, and the glow on Tang San's face gradually took on a subtle iridescent hue. His hands came together before his chest, and a wave of mental energy rippled outward from the center of his brow.
At a time like this, he could no longer hold anything back.
So he pushed his spiritual power to its fullest, using it to control the killing intent radiating from his body and form a barrier against the outside world, while also allowing his mind to regain a brief moment of clarity.
The effects of the Spirit Gathering Wisdom Skull were pushed to their absolute limit.
With his mind restored to clarity, the first thing Tang San did was survey his surroundings. He didn't overlook a single detail or clue. At this moment, on either side of the narrow path stretched vast, boundless emptiness. The exit was a full kilometer ahead, and above, the black cave ceiling could only be faintly glimpsed at a height of roughly two hundred meters.
Tang San couldn't help but sigh inwardly — if only Little Ao were here. In a situation like this, a single Flying Mushroom Sausage would solve everything. Of course, that was merely wishful thinking. Even if Oscar really were here, it wouldn't be possible. After all, soul skills couldn't be used in this place.
He raised his right hand, and a strand of Blue Silver Grass appeared. Tang San whipped the Blue Silver Grass upward into the air. While soul skills were unusable, the martial soul itself could still be deployed.
The Blue Silver Grass, having undergone its second awakening, was clearly incomparable to what it had been before. Its transformations went far beyond mere color and appearance.
Previously, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass could only reach a maximum distance of fifty meters. But now, the crystalline Blue Silver Grass he hurled outward flew at least a hundred meters.
Through his connection with his own martial soul, Tang San quickly discovered that one hundred and twenty meters was the absolute limit of his Blue Silver Grass's reach. The cave ceiling was over two hundred meters above. With the Blue Silver Grass only reaching one hundred and twenty meters, he was still nearly one hundred meters short.
Glancing down at Hu Liena in his arms, Tang San considered whether to wake her so they could think of a solution together. But he quickly dismissed the idea. Hu Liena's delicate skin was currently flushed completely red, like a boiled shrimp.
What if he woke her and she lost consciousness and attacked? Then there would be absolutely no chance left.
With that thought, Tang San thoroughly abandoned his earlier idea. Then, suddenly, inspiration struck, and a plan formed in his mind. Perhaps this could work.
He swiftly unclipped the Flying Sky Divine Claw from his left wrist.
Releasing two strands of Blue Silver Grass from his body, he tied one to the Flying Sky Divine Claw and hooked the other to several of the claw's control mechanisms.
The Flying Sky Divine Claw had a maximum range of thirty meters. If it could be deployed in midair, it would effectively extend the Blue Silver Grass by another thirty meters, bringing the total to one hundred and fifty meters. As for the remaining seventy meters of height, that would depend on his own ability.
Thinking this through, Tang San slowly inhaled and exhaled. He knew he would have only one chance. The majority of his Mysterious Heaven Skill was being used to suppress the Slaughter Aura, and only by going all out did he have any hope of reaching the cave ceiling. If he failed this time, it would be nearly impossible to launch another attempt while simultaneously keeping the Slaughter Aura in check.
Tang San regulated the energy within his body, his expression growing solemn. He took another deep breath, and a faint blue radiance spread outward — the full release of the Blue Silver Domain. Only within the Blue Silver Domain could the influence of the surrounding environment be minimized to the greatest extent.
In the next moment, eight cerulean legs erupted from his back, each reaching four meters in length. The Eight Spider Lances, gleaming like they were crafted from crystal, looked dazzlingly beautiful. Gone were the vicious barbs and the purple-black coloring of before, but their attributes had multiplied exponentially in power.
The reason was simple. When Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had undergone its second awakening and transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor, what had been enhanced wasn't just a single innate attribute — the very essence of the Blue Silver Grass itself had changed.
Once the nature of the martial soul transformed, every soul skill that had belonged to the Blue Silver Grass was fundamentally altered as well. On top of that, he had gained a fifth soul skill and broken through to the Soul King level.
All of these factors combined had elevated Tang San's overall strength enormously. And the Eight Spider Lances, as an evolvable external spirit bone, had naturally reaped enormous benefits from the process, evolving into their current form.
The reason Tang San had strapped Hu Liena to his chest instead of his back was precisely to leave room for the Eight Spider Lances. Even the positioning of the Blue Silver Grass bindings had been carefully arranged so as not to obstruct the lances as they burst from his back.
These external spirit bones, the Eight Spider Lances, had saved his life more than once. They were his ultimate killing weapon.