Douluo: Becoming a God from a Big Tree

The sun was setting, and when the sky was getting dark, an embarrassed figure staggered out of the Star Forest.

Tang San was seen panting, his face slightly pale, his eyes filled with anger and hatred, and the anger was also mixed with a bit of fear.

Today was the day he was closest to death since he came to this world. Not only did he fail to obtain the soul ring, he almost lost his life.

Recalling the horror of the soul tree and the tragedy of the master's death, my heart could not calm down for a long time. Although I hated the other party in my heart, my steps did not stop at all.

It wasn't until nightfall that we returned to Notting City.

At this time, he was exhausted, and the little soul power he had left was almost at the bottom. Tang San, who breathed a sigh of relief, fell directly to the ground and began to rest and recover his soul power.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to deal with the demonic tree. After all, with his current strength, it was simply impossible to shake a soul-level existence.

Even in Notting Academy, there are only a handful of people who can deal with that kind of guy, and it's not someone I can hire.

If you want to avenge your teacher, I'm afraid you have to think long and hard...

As soon as he thought of this, he raised his hand and took out a bottle of potion from his belt, poured it directly into his mouth and drank it, using meditation methods to repair the injuries on his body.

But at this moment, I heard a voice ringing from my ears: "Kid, where did your soul guide come from?"

Hearing the sound, Tang San's heart subconsciously tightened and he immediately looked up, and then he saw a middle-aged man of about fifty years old coming in front of him at some point.

He has a muscular build, a hooked nose, a pair of black glasses on his face, and a somewhat cunning look in his eyes.

Looking at the stranger in front of him, Tang San said slightly warily: "This thing is a gift from my master. Is there any problem?"

The other party appeared beside him without any notice, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of his soul power. Obviously, this guy's strength was extraordinary.

"Nothing, just ask."

The middle-aged man replied, casually sizing up the former, and said slightly surprised: "At such a young age, your soul power actually reaches tenth level. Is this your innate soul power?"

"Ah."

Tang San nodded in response, still not letting down his guard.

But the man's attitude was inexplicably gentle, and he continued: "It seems that the master is very satisfied with you, otherwise he would not even send 24 Bridges to the Moonlit Night."

Hearing this, Tang San was slightly surprised: "Do you know the teacher?"

The man said with some emotion: "I think I'm an old friend. I haven't seen him for a long time. Please ask me to say hello and say that Flanders hopes to meet him."

After he finished speaking, Tang San showed a sad look on his face, lowered his head and whispered: "I'm sorry, you're late..."

Hearing this, the man named Flanders couldn't help but frown and said, "What do you mean?"

"Teacher, teacher, he has already..."

Tang San clenched his fists and choked slightly.

Flanders had a bad premonition and quickly asked: "What's going on? Tell me clearly!"

Tang San stopped his grief and anger for a moment, and roughly recounted what happened today, and then said with great sadness: "Teacher was killed by the Soul Tree because he was trying to protect me. It's all my fault..."

After hearing this, Flanders's eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt unbelievable.

"Little Gang!"

Immediately, a loud shout came out of his mouth, and the terrifying aura of the Soul Saint level suddenly erupted in rage, and the powerful energy surged, causing bursts of earth and rocks to fly.

Naturally, Tang San couldn't bear the pressure, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Flanders calmed down his momentum and raised his hand to support him. His face was full of cold murderous intent, and he said expressionlessly: "Do you remember where he was killed?"

"Well, I'll never forget it in my life!"

Tang San nodded heavily.

"Okay, I will take you to take revenge!"

Flanders said with murderous intent, and immediately displayed his martial spirit.

With the release of soul power, a tall shadow like a cat eagle emerged, and at the same time a pair of translucent wings condensed from behind, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air.

A pair of sharp eyes were extremely cold. In a flash, he picked up Tang San and flew towards the Star Dou Forest, vowing to crush the murderer to ashes...

At the same time, just outside the Star Dou Forest, there were already piles of corpses.The rich smell of blood gathered in the air and lingered for a long time.

Looking around, the ground was full of corpses, bright red animal blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and bright soul rings emerged one after another, twinkling with yellow and white light in the night.

In less than half a day, dozens of soul beasts died here, and the reason for all this was the tall and tall tree in front of them.

At this time, Ye Feng was also covered in blood. After a fierce battle, his whole body was covered with wounds left by sharp claws.

More than a dozen branches were broken, and a large piece of the hard bark was torn off. Green branches and leaves continued to flow out. It was obvious that the damage was serious.

He let out a long breath. At this time, he was also extremely exhausted. He stretched out the blood-stained branch and inserted it into the soul ring without caring about rest.

As the absorption ability is activated, waves of pure energy come in like waves, constantly integrating into oneself, repairing injuries and fatigue all over the body.

与此同时，无形之音也接连浮现：“魂力年限+22、魂力年限+17、魂力年限+31、护甲+4、韧性+5……”

Dozens of soul rings turned into dots of stars and sank into the tall tree along the branches. Ye Feng could clearly feel that the consumed power was being replenished at an accelerated rate.

And the soul power in his body increased rapidly. When all the soul beast energy was absorbed, his cultivation level had improved for hundreds of years.

In just a few breaths, the soul power span has passed the threshold of 2000 years!

It wasn't until the light of the soul ring completely disappeared that Ye Feng retracted the branch. Although the previous bloody battle was very dangerous, the harvest was also huge.

Such half a day's effort is worth decades of accumulation.

But even so, he still doesn't feel any joy. After all, he wants to deal with the upcoming life and death crisis, but this strength is still far from enough.

Even if he advanced to the [-]-year level, the man named Tang would probably be wiped out with a hammer.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but become extremely solemn, and he tried hard to think of countermeasures.

At this moment, a sharp buzzing sound came from a distance, like wings vibrating at high speed.

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he immediately raised his eyes and saw a strange insect the size of a millstone flying through the air and approaching here.

At the same time, a powerful wave was released, and its soul power was close to the level of 3000 years...