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After savoring the feeling of kissing Su Mo again, Leng Yulai couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.
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Tang Clan's Tian Dou City Branch.
Tang Wulin, who had fainted, lay quietly on an antique wooden bed.
The bedposts, carved with cloud patterns and flying dragons, exuded a faint sandalwood fragrance. The wind from outside blew in through the openwork wooden lattice window, but it could not dispel the tense atmosphere in the room.
On the bed, Tang Wulin, who had fainted, had cold sweat on his forehead and his chest heaving violently, as if he were suffering unimaginable pain.
The once slender and powerful arms have now completely transformed into dragon claws covered in golden scales, each scale shimmering with a chilling golden light.
His youthful face contorted in agony, and a low, beast-like growl escaped his lips.
Beside the bed, a short, stout old man was sitting upright.
The old man's head was so shiny it could almost reflect his image, and his brows held an unusual composure and authority.
The old man was none other than Zhao Song, one of the three hall masters of the outer hall of the Tang Sect, a level 95 super Douluo of the offensive type, and the leader of the Tang Sect's Tiandou City branch.
After Wu Changkong dialed the Tang Sect's distress call, Zhao Song was the first to arrive at the scene and took Wu Changkong and the unconscious Tang Wulin back to the Tang Sect's branch in Tiandou City.
"Old Zhao, what exactly happened to Wu Lin?"
Seeing Tang Wulin's pained expression, Wu Changkong could no longer suppress his panic. He turned to Zhao Song beside him, his tone urgent to the point of near losing his composure.
Zhao Song remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand to rub his shiny forehead, his brows furrowed as if he were carefully considering his words.
"Chang Kong... your student is most likely suffering from the backlash of the bloodline within him."
"Bloodline backlash?"
Wu Changkong was stunned, his face full of disbelief. "Isn't bloodline something we're born with? How could it backfire?"
"This one……"
Zhao Song's eyes flickered, and his tone became hesitant and stammering.
Wu Changkong urged anxiously, "Please tell me quickly! Wu Lin is a disciple of our Tang Clan."
In the original story, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings was the Blood Demon, but here, due to the protagonist, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings became the Dark Hummingbird.
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Chapter 49 Tang San’s choice
"Hey--"
Zhao Song let out a heavy sigh, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the room extremely heavy.
Zhao Song raised his eyelids, looking at Tang Wulin's figure curled up in pain on the bed, and said helplessly, "Of course, innate bloodlines won't cause a backlash, but—"
Zhao Song paused, his eyes flickering, and said, "What if this bloodline was forcibly implanted later in life?"
Wu Changkong's eyes widened suddenly, his voice trembling with shock, "Elder Zhao, do you mean... Wu Lin's bloodline was transplanted?"
"Not bad!"
Zhao Song nodded, his face showing an uncontrollable heaviness.
Fearing that Wu Changkong might not believe him, Zhao Song explained in a low voice, "In that dark era when mechs were all the rage and battle armor had not yet been developed, and the status of Soul Masters was becoming increasingly precarious, the Tang Sect and the Spirit Pagoda, in order to maintain the status of Soul Masters, unusually put aside their differences and joined hands to try to find a completely new path for Soul Masters."
"Their first target was spirit beasts, attempting to transplant the bloodlines of those powerful spirit beasts into spirit masters, trying to use the bloodlines of spirit beasts to enhance the power of spirit masters."
"It's a pity that the Tang Sect and the Spirit Pagoda didn't gain anything after paying a huge price, and the experiment on bloodline transplantation was eventually abandoned."
"Although the bloodline transplant experiment failed, the research data was indeed preserved intact."
"Tang Wulin's current situation is exactly the same as the situation recorded in the database back then. He was being devoured by the bloodline of the soul beast, and his body began to transform into a half-beast, half-human.
"How come I've never heard of such a thing before?"
Wu Changkong was somewhat puzzled, as he had never heard of the secret Zhao Song was talking about.
Seeing that Wu Changkong still didn't believe him, Zhao Song was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at her, saying, "That's nonsense. This research is now more than five thousand years old. Even I only discovered it by chance when I was browsing through the Tang Sect's database in my spare time."
"Is there any record of how to respond in that database?"
Wu Changkong couldn't wait to ask.
Zhao Song rolled his eyes speechlessly and scolded him irritably, "You, who are usually such a wise person, how come you are acting as impatient as a greenhorn who has just started out."
"If there are countermeasures in the database, the bloodline transplantation experiment will not end in failure."
Wu Changkong was rendered speechless by the reprimand, but he was still unwilling to give up when it came to Tang Wulin. "Is there really no way to alleviate this?"
"No!" Looking at Tang Wulin, whose body was undergoing constant changes, Zhao Song said in a heavy tone, "Whether he can get through this ordeal depends on his own fate."
Zhao Song also liked Tang Wulin very much, a polite child, but now neither he nor Wu Changkong could help Tang Wulin.
Wu Changkong was silent for a moment, then, as if he had made up his mind, he resolutely asked, "What if His Holiness the Holy Spirit intervenes?"
"Well... I'm afraid there's not enough time. According to the records in the database, the longest that a Soul Master who suffered a bloodline backlash lasted was only one hour."
“Even His Majesty Yunming couldn’t possibly get from Shrek City to Heaven Dou City in an hour.”
Upon hearing Zhao Song's reply, Wu Changkong felt utterly dejected, overwhelmed by an unprecedented sense of defeat.
He failed to protect Long Bing back then, and now he has failed to protect his student.
"Chang Kong, try to look on the bright side. What if Wu Lin manages to pull through?"
Zhao Song patted Wu Changkong on the shoulder and comforted him, "Although the bloodline transplant experiment ended in failure, not all the participants died. Some of them survived after withstanding the backlash of the bloodline."
"..."
Wu Changkong didn't speak, but his expression was much better than before.
Tang Wulin's spiritual world
An ancient altar, exuding a rustic and weathered aura, with countless ant-like runes engraved on its steps, hangs quietly deep within Tang Wulin's sea of consciousness.
At the very center of the altar, a semi-transparent object shaped like a rugby ball, with a small golden dragon swimming inside, is constantly radiating golden energy.
The golden energy emanating from it surged like a tide against the light screen on the altar.
Under the constant impact of the golden energy, a faint crack has appeared in the light barrier above the altar.
"Damn, damn!"
Seeing the loosening seal on the altar and the Golden Dragon King's aura constantly dissipating, Tang San's face showed a solemn expression for the first time.
Even when he was plotted against and destroyed, he never showed such an expression.
Because he had been away from the God Realm for too long, when Tang San asked Tang Wulin for control of his body, he actually forgot that the Golden Dragon King's divine core could not sense divine power.
Although his original body used his own blood as a guide and relied on the power of rewarding good and punishing evil to place a total of eighteen seals on the Golden Dragon King's divine core, the restless Golden Dragon King's divine core in Tang Wulin's body was completely suppressed.
However, there is a prerequisite: the Golden Dragon King's divine core must not sense the presence of divine power.
In the past, Tang San was always very careful when using his power within Tang Wulin's body, for fear of affecting Tang Wulin.
Otherwise, once the Golden Dragon King's divine core senses the presence of divine power, it will awaken from its slumber as it is now, releasing its terrifying divine power within Tang Wulin's body.
Although the Golden Dragon King's divine core only stores one-tenth of the Golden Dragon King's divine power, it is the purest part of the Golden Dragon King's power.
Moreover, as a supreme god, the Golden Dragon King's power is so great that even one percent of it would be beyond Tang Wulin's current capacity to withstand, let alone one-tenth.
Tang San sent Tang Wulin to the Douluo Continent, where there is no divine power, in the hope that Tang Wulin could gradually break the seals and absorb the power of the Golden Dragon King's divine core.
But all of this was ruined by his subconscious action of logging in.
After gaining control of Tang Wulin's body, he subconsciously circulated his divine power throughout his body when he used it, which was then captured by the Golden Dragon King's divine core, leading to the current situation.
Of course, the fault certainly doesn't lie with him.
He is Tang San; there's no way he could be wrong.
In Tang San's view, all of this should be attributed to Wu Changkong.
If Wu Changkong hadn't insisted on bringing Tang Wulin to Tiandou City for training, Tang Wulin wouldn't have encountered any danger.
Unless Tang Wulin is in danger, he will not ask Tang Wulin for control of his body.
If he doesn't demand control from Tang Wulin, how can the long-dormant Golden Dragon King Divine Core within Tang Wulin's body become active?
Of course, Tang San is not incapable of repairing the already precarious seal of the Golden Dragon King, but the problem is that this would consume a large amount of his divine power.
The divine power he left in Tang Wulin's body was not only for protecting Tang Wulin's safety, but also for fighting against the Abyss Saint King.
However, if a large amount of divine power is used here, the idea of controlling the Abyss Saint King with the Unpredictable Storm is out of the question.
Without his assistance, Tang Hao and Ah Yin alone would absolutely not be able to stop the Abyss Saint.
But if the seal isn't repaired, Tang Wulin will surely die.
Once the Golden Dragon King's divine core starts to rage, it will not stop on its own; external intervention is required.
"Forget it, at worst I can just guide Wu Lin to swallow that silver dragon later."
Seeing that Tang Wulin's dragon transformation was becoming increasingly severe, Tang San gritted his teeth and made a choice.
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Chapter 50 SOS Signal!
After making his decision, Tang San's expression became incredibly firm, with none of his previous hesitation or entanglement remaining.
Tang San carefully mobilized his divine sense, guiding the Sea God's power that he had left in Tang Wulin's body towards the altar that sealed the Golden Dragon King's divine core.
The altar, which was originally teetering on the brink of collapse and its light had dimmed to the point of almost going out, shone brightly after absorbing the vast divine power injected by Tang San.
In an instant, a dazzling seven-colored light burst forth at the very center of the altar, illuminating Tang Wulin's sea of consciousness, which had been shimmering with golden light due to the influence of the Golden Dragon King's power, into a colorful ocean.