Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

But the pill was indeed gone. How could this be explained? Could it have run away on its own? Or possibly dissipated?

The good mood dissipated significantly, and Tang San\'s face became somewhat unsightly.

He deeply regretted why he hadn\'t put away the remaining pill after taking the first one yesterday. If he had stored it in his space storage, this wouldn\'t have happened.

This was a matter he could only acknowledge to himself, with no way to speak of it to others. Could he possibly go to the Peacock Demon King and say, "One of your pills ran away, can you please give me another one?"

The effect of the pill was almost equivalent to an extra life! It could heal severe injuries in a short amount of time, having the effect of bringing back the dying to the world of the living. The Peacock Demon King had given him two, likely so he could keep one in case he was injured again during the competition. But unexpectedly, it had disappeared into thin air.

What kind of situation was this!

Tang San was sullen, but at this moment, he was utterly helpless. He could only sigh inwardly, let it be.

It was already daylight outside, and there was an individual match today. Since his body had improved, he of course had to continue participating in the competition. Moreover, if he could defeat his opponent today, he would be able to advance out of the group stage and enter the top sixteen of the individual competition, entering the real final round.

There were rewards for making it into the final round. The further up he went, the better the rewards.

Now he, Pretty Girl, and Big Cat were all one step away from making it through the group stage. Pretty Girl needed two more matches, while he and Big Cat only needed to win one more match to advance to the final round.

After a quick wash and change of clothes, Tang San left his room quickly and headed to the dining area.

None of his companions were there; it seemed they had already eaten breakfast and left. They probably had to attend the morning matches. They likely thought that because of his injuries, he wouldn\'t be able to continue competing, which is why they didn\'t call for him.

My pill…

And again, he thought of that cold aura.

So much so that even his breakfast felt tasteless. But as someone who had been a human for three lifetimes, his temperament was extraordinarily stable. After a brief bout of sullenness, he stopped dwelling on it. After breakfast, he headed straight to Ancestral Court Square.

Most groups had only one or two matches left, so although Tang San was in Group Three, under the situation of having three competition platforms, it was very likely he had to compete in the second round or even the first round today.

Fortunately, he was not too late. When he arrived at Ancestral Court Square, today\'s matches were just about to start. As he had predicted, although there were still three competitors in the other groups, there was only one match for each group today, so as a competitor in Group Three, he was up for the first round. Only when it reached the finals would the three platforms be condensed into one.

Tang San was the last to arrive. In fact, if he had been slightly later, he would have been declared to have forfeited the match.

Rushing into the arena, he hurried onto the competition platform. He hadn\'t even had time to get in touch with Pretty Girl and his other companions.

But the moment he stepped onto the competition platform, a buzz of surprise erupted from the crowd. Clearly, the audience who had watched yesterday\'s pairs competition had not expected him to be able to participate today.

Tang San stood opposite his opponent, who looked distinctly unhappy when he saw Tang San appear across from him, full of energy despite a hint of eagerness.

This was a Monsters race contestant with a somewhat pale complexion, obviously injured in a previous match and not yet fully recovered.

The opponent was tall and exuded a ferocious aura, but for some reason, when Tang San looked at him, he could distinctly sense that the opponent was blustering, with a faint heart beneath the tough exterior.

"The match begins!" The referee didn\'t care about the mood of the contestants and directly announced the start of today\'s match.

Without hesitation, Tang San\'s back flashed with golden light, and a pair of flawless golden wings spread out. They elevated him off the ground.

Since the Golden Peng Transformation had already been exposed, there was no need to conceal it. Moreover, with the speed of the Golden Peng Transformation combined with Tang San\'s flying skills, and the dominance of the Lion Tiger Golden Gang, it was a perfect match. It would give him an incredibly powerful burst and attack speed, the best way to counter his opponent.

But just as Tang San was about to launch an aerial assault, his opponent took a step back and shouted loudly, "I concede!"

Tang San, ascending into the air, showed a surprised expression but quickly realized what was happening. He spread his wings to hover in midair, his face revealing a faint smile.

After waiting through the clouds, the moon\'s brilliance is finally revealed; his luck was finally turning up!

In a brief moment, he understood why his opponent had conceded. Their group was quite strong, with the Golden Mammoth Tribe, the Sunflower Spirit Clan, and the Behemoth Clan. Any of these were hot contenders to advance, but they all had the misfortune of encountering Tang San, or rather it was Tang San\'s ill fortune to face them.

While Tang San was constantly battling strong opponents, the other matches in his group were more like minor skirmishes. Although his current opponent had appeared here and defeated several others, comparing the intensity of their battles to Tang San\'s was practically incomparable. He simply couldn\'t match up to Tang San\'s previous three opponents.

Seeing Tang San still unharmed and unleashing the Golden Peng Transformation, and with his own wounds not yet healed, there was no other choice but to concede unless he wanted a death wish. Tang San was not one for leniency; in previous matches, he even had a record of killing a Time Crocodile contestant.

The Monster contestant dared to appear in the match today thinking that Tang San had been severely injured the day before and would probably give up today\'s match. And if Tang San were to give up, wouldn\'t he naturally progress into the top sixteen of the finals? This would be far beyond the completion of his mission and might even attract the favor of an Emperor.

Tang San had already caught the attention of Emperors\' Messengers in the earlier rounds, and while his opponent today had made it this far, close to advancing, his previous opponents weren\'t strong, so he hadn\'t drawn much notice.

However, luck would not always follow him, and seeing that his opponent was still formidable, as if he had never been injured, he dared not hold onto any hope of being lucky and directly chose to surrender.

"Group three, number six wins. Congratulations on entering the top sixteen of the final circle."

The referee announced Tang San\'s victory, which meant he was now one of the top sixteen in this Ancestral Court Elite Competition, standing at the peak below the deity level in the Ancestral Court.

Who among the top sixteen would win the crown was anyone\'s guess. At this level, various factors such as racial counterbalance, chance, and match experience, among others, could affect the subsequent matches. The injuries accumulated during earlier matches would also impact the outcomes. Making it into the top sixteen was proof of one\'s strength, a real contender for the Ancestral Court\'s attention.

And Tang San, advancing to the top sixteen as a human, was an unprecedented occurrence in the history of the Ancestral Court Elite Competition. Humans were a vassal race!

But at this stage, no one would affect the fairness of the match, especially since the Peacock Demon King had personally stated that this was his vassal.

In the later final stages of the competition, the Emperors would come to watch the matches personally.