Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Consciousness gradually returned, and the entire process of the tribulation began to resurface incessantly in her mind.

He...

She recalled the final moments. She remembered how, at that time, he came behind her, facing the terrifying Heaven Earth Tribulation together with her.

The Asura God's Sword, mobilizing the Heavenly Circle, forcibly dissolved the power of the final tribulation. Their bodies were both baptized by the lightning tribulation. As the primary target of the lightning, she bore the brunt of it, but in reality, it was the Asura God's Sword that should have. The sword beam of the Asura God's Sword fully merged with her body, protecting her with all its might at that moment.

But Tang San behind her wasn't so lucky. After all, the Asura God's Sword was not present in its entirety here, and its sword beam and sword intent were limited. Although it blocked a massive part of the tribulation's power, some of it still landed directly on Tang San, forcing him to endure it. Or perhaps, he actively chose to bear it, to share the brunt of the tribulation's destructive force.

Both were struck into the sea, Tang San's fate unknown, as Pretty Girl used her last ounce of strength to pull him, who had been charred by the thunder, out of the sponge, and then she lost her memory.

No, it can't be, he can't be dead.

"Little Beauty, have you awakened? Thank goodness. You really scared me to death," at this moment, a familiar voice came. The next moment, Pretty Girl found herself enveloped in a warm embrace.

Pretty Girl looked up to see her mother's face still streaked with tears, her eyes now overflowing with them, clinging tightly to her daughter.

She of course had to tell her mother about her tribulation. The Peacock Demon King personally assured Su Qin that Pretty Girl's tribulation would be an easy matter and that it would watch over her. Su Qin waited at Little Beauty's residence for their return. Little Beauty had won the championship of the Ancestral Court elite competition; in Su Qin's view, her daughter's tribulation should likewise be no problem. However, when she saw the terrifying clouds of tribulation over the distant sea from Jiali City, she was terrified. But by then, that sea area had become a forbidden zone, not even the kin-class strong dared to approach, so Su Qin could do nothing but anxiously wait at the beachside.

When the final Heaven Earth Tribulation emerged, turning the entire sea golden, Su Qin had even despaired. Could humans withstand such a Force of Heaven and Earth? She too was God Rank, and she too had experienced tribulation, yet the lightning tribulation she faced paled in comparison to this, a firefly to the bright moon. Why was her daughter's tribulation so terrifying? Was it because she inherited the power of a First Level Bloodline? At that moment, her mind was blank, filled only with deep regret. Her daughter was her everything; if something truly happened to her, she doubted she could go on living.

The Heavenly Tribulation subsided, and Su Qin just stared blankly at the sea. But to her amazement, it didn't take long for the Peacock Demon King to appear before her with her daughter and a piece of "charcoal." On checking, her daughter was unharmed and had successfully transcended the tribulation. Seeing the ecstatic look of the Peacock Demon King, it was a transition from immense sorrow to immense joy that brought her back to life.

That day, she stayed by her daughter's side the whole time, never leaving her for a moment, for fear of anything happening to her.

"Mom!" Clinging tightly to her mother, Pretty Girl couldn't help but tremble. What came to her mind was that final massive column of golden light descending from the sky, a terrifying sight as if it would destroy the entire world. In that instant, even her firm heart wavered. Could she really survive the Heavenly Tribulation? Was she truly capable of withstanding this Force of Heaven and Earth?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But the hand that grasped her wrist was unwavering, and the aura coming from him was just as stable. It was he who took her hand, drawing the Heavenly Circle again to perfection, sharing with her the impact of that terrifying power.

"He... how is he?" Pretty Girl's voice trembled as she asked, truly fearing that her mother would bring bad news.

"Are you talking about Tang San? He is still in a coma. He hasn't woken up yet," Su Qin said softly.

"He's not dead, is he?" Pretty Girl tightly grasped her mother's hand, her beautiful eyes full of hopeful inquiry.

"Yes, he's not dead. Originally, we all thought he wouldn't survive, but his life force is extremely strong. Moreover, it seems that the wounds are only superficial, his body's interior is injured as well, but it doesn't seem as severe as it appears on the surface."

"As long as he's not dead, it's good. Mother, where is he? I want to go see him," Pretty Girl said anxiously.

"He's in the next room. Your father has fed him the best spiritual medicine. However, his current state is a bit..., you must be prepared mentally if you want to see him."

Pretty Girl's heart tensed, but she nodded her head. No matter what, it was good enough that he was alive. She had to confirm that he was indeed alive! At this moment, she was even more nervous than during her tribulation.

Su Qin felt her daughter's physical condition and couldn't help but be secretly alarmed. Pretty Girl now gave her a sense of strange ethereality, as if she herself was a space gate. When the probing power merged into her body, it felt like an infinite space. Su Qin had already heard from the Peacock Demon King about the difficulty of this tribulation, and the Peacock Demon King was extremely excited at that time, telling Su Qin that Pretty Girl had faced an unprecedentedly powerful heavenly tribulation. Such a powerful tribulation meant that after overcoming it, she would become extremely strong, incomparable to ordinary Demon Kings. Now, it had absolute confidence that Pretty Girl could inherit the position of the Peacock Demon Clan Chief, and nothing could stop her anymore.

However, at this moment, Pretty Girl was too anxious to sense the changes in herself after the tribulation, and she quickly followed Su Qin out the door to the room next door.

Upon opening the door, she smelled a scorched scent, yes, like something had been charred.

She hurried to the bedside, and when she saw Tang San for the first time, tears nearly burst forth in an instant.

The figure lying on the bed now looked only vaguely human in form, but the whole person was a charred black, with the body's surface so burnt that not only were the clothes gone, but even the skin was utterly carbonized, obscuring the features to near unrecognizability.

He... he had become like this, all for her, all for her! During that last mighty Heaven Earth Tribulation, he had given more of his power to her, poured more of his divine consciousness into her sea of divine consciousness, and the Asura God's Sword had mostly protected her body, while the aftermath of the explosion had all fallen upon him.

Tears rolled down one by one, and Pretty Girl's delicate frame trembled as she squatted down, bringing herself closer to him, and lifted her hand to gently touch his wrist. Vaguely, she could feel the lifeblood in him truly flowing; he was still alive. But his current state was just too dreadful, too pitiable.

"Your father has given him medicine and didn't dare to move him. With such injuries, any external force might cause secondary harm to him. But we can feel that the origin of his bloodline is still there, and his life force is very strong. Now it's up to him to repair himself. Little Beauty, don't be too anxious. He should be alright."

"How can he be alright after turning into this?" Pretty Girl was sobbing uncontrollably at this moment.

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No matter if he was Asura or Tang San, at this moment, in her heart, those two figures had completely merged as one. Since she met him, he had always been by her side, silently giving without asking for anything in return. He had given her all the good, while she bore all the pain.