384: Chapter 384 Bodhi Blood

"Su Wen."

Veins bulged on Tang San's forehead.

He swung the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand and flicked Hidden Weapons with the other, destroying the surrounding Blue Silver Vines as he charged toward Su Wen.

"Su Wen, what kind of ability is it to rely on a woman? If you have the guts, fight me fair and square."

"Little San, you are presumptuous." Ah Yin scolded.

Under her control, the Blue Silver Vines transformed into Blue Silver Overlord Spears. They hovered in the air, and as Ah Yin waved her arm, dozens of long spears were launched forward.

"You forced my hand." Tang San bit his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood flowed out. He took a Hidden Weapon from his spirit tool; it looked like nine blood-colored coils condensed together.

Tang San dripped his blood onto it, and a dangerous aura permeated the air, creating a ripple of energy that even knocked the Blue Silver Overlord Spears away.

"Su Wen, I want you dead."

"Bodhi Blood."

Tang San poured all of his Soul Power and Mysterious Heaven Skill Internal Energy into the Bodhi Blood. In a brief instant, the dangerous aura of the Bodhi Blood became incredibly dense.

At this moment, both the spectators in the stands and people like Dugu Bo felt a sense of danger.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood up instinctively. Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes were filled with disbelief: "What is that? Why do I have such a bad premonition?"

Dugu Bo was surprised: "This... I feel the same way. What is that in the kid's hand... Let's end the match. Even a Super Douluo feels a crisis; this thing of Tang San's is not simple. There is no need to continue fighting hard in this situation and hurt Su Wen."

"Go." Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo was hesitating, Tang San had already used his Mysterious Heaven Skill to launch the Bodhi Blood.

In that instant, the blood-colored light point of the Bodhi Blood shot out. Its speed was like lightning, and its bright red radiance was dazzling to the extreme at this moment.

Su Wen's expression changed slightly.

Bodhi Blood, it seemed to be the second-ranked Hidden Weapon of the Tang Sect.

He vaguely remembered that the top-ranked Guanyin Tears had severely injured the Divine-Grade Qian Renxue.

These two great Hidden Weapons each had their own overbearing names.

Guanyin Tears, even Guanyin would shed tears upon seeing it.

Bodhi Blood, it was rumored that it could even make the Bodhi Old Ancestor bleed.

Just hearing about it was terrifying.

Although it was ridiculously exaggerated, it had happened that it injured Divine-Grade powerhouses.

Bodhi Blood was not ranked as high as Guanyin Tears, but it was estimated that it could at least threaten Peak or even super Douluo.

Su Wen had not expected Tang San to have already created this thing; he had not seen it inside the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges. He probably kept it on his person, which was why he hadn't discovered it.

Su Wen reached forward, and a red oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand.

Ah Yin moved first, waving her arms and guiding the Blue Silver Emperor vines around her to gather in front of her, establishing layers of defense.

The piercing power of the Bodhi Blood was terrifying; it easily tore through Ah Yin's Blue Silver Vines, breaking through all the defenses of this Spirit Saint.

"Hong Lun!" Seeing this, Su Wen opened the umbrella and simultaneously summoned his Ghost Bride.

A chilly wind blew.

Black mist came with the wind, and ethereal laughter from a woman drifted in from all directions.

The moment Ghost Bride Hong Lun appeared, dressed in a blood-red wedding dress, she immediately activated Reincarnation Regeneration.

Time around Su Wen reversed.

The Bodhi Blood exploded right there.

An explosion swept out in all directions.

The entire soul fighting stage was torn apart, forming a powerful gale that ripped through the air. The power of the Bodhi Blood destroyed everything in the vicinity, and the aftermath surged toward the spectator stands.

"Not good!" Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Dugu Bo struck simultaneously, together with the observing teachers from the major academies, all activating their Spirits. Hum! Various defensive Spirit Abilities were deployed at once.

The power of the Bodhi Blood continued, and some Spirit King and Spirit Emperor level teachers were directly sent flying, crashing into the spectator stands. Seeing this terrifying scene, many spectators began to flee backward.

More Spirit Masters rushed up, using their own Spirits to defend together with everyone else.

The impact of the aftermath lasted for a full dozen breaths. Afterward, a large amount of dust drifted into the air, forming a small mushroom cloud.

"So strong, it's even more insane than a Titled Douluo's Ninth Spirit Ability."

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face turned pale. Merely blocking the aftermath had already made them feel a sense of pressure, let alone the center of the arena. Without waiting for the aftermath to fully disperse, he had already rushed onto the soul fighting stage. If anything happened to Su Wen, they would be finished.

The surrounding spectators were already pale with fear. A weapon taken out by a Spirit Ancestor actually required several Titled Douluo to step in to stop it. This was ridiculous, and very shocking. They all looked toward the soul fighting stage covered in smoke, their hearts tightening. Had the Holy Son of Spirit Hall died?

"Die, die, die!" In the Shrek rest area, Yu Xiaogang was trembling with excitement.

The dust on the entire soul fighting stage had drifted up over a hundred meters.

If it weren't for these Titled Douluo and the teachers from the major academies stepping in, the surrounding spectators would likely have been caught in it. This was enough to show how strong this trump card of Tang San's was. He did not believe Su Wen was still alive.

"This, this... Brother San's trump card is ridiculously strong."

"It feels even more awesome than a Titled Douluo." Ma Hongjun was shocked.

Dai Mubai was even more dumbfounded as he looked below: "Tang San actually hid it so deep; he even kept it from us."

"Damn Little San, it's not just you he kept it from, even I didn't know." Xiao Wu's delicate face was full of anger. This Tang San was actually playing tricks, but she was not worried about Su Wen.

If he were really in trouble, she would definitely be able to feel it clearly. Now, there was nothing. This meant he was completely unharmed. Moreover, the Ghost Brides around Su Wen were more special than the last. Their Spirit Abilities were something she had never seen before.

Ning Rongrong also did not believe that Su Wen would be in trouble.

As the smoke dissipated, the entire soul fighting stage had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a massive crater over ten meters deep.

Su Wen held the oil-paper umbrella, standing tall and straight in place. Apart from his hem being slightly damaged, he showed no signs of any injury. Ah Yin was behind him, equally unscathed. Tang San, in front of the two, appeared disheveled. After launching the Bodhi Blood, he had exhausted his Soul Power, and he felt a wave of fatigue just from standing.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood between them, both of their expressions still filled with shock. The Holy Son was actually fine. They looked at each other, then retreated quietly. The match was still ongoing; since both sides were fine, even Titled Douluo could not intervene.

"How is it possible... No... No..." Tang San's eyes widened; Su Wen had actually not been injured by the explosion.

The reason his Bodhi Blood was called Bodhi was because of the legend in the Tang Sect that it could even blast the Bodhi Old Ancestor into bleeding; its power was so strong it could not be underestimated. Su Wen was only a Spirit Saint, how could he have defended against it? He couldn't even see any blood.

"Little San, you actually wanted to blow me up too!" At this moment, Ah Yin's furious voice suddenly rang out. She lunged forward and immediately unleashed a Binding.