Sword Douluo Breaks Through and Fights His Way into Spirit Hall, Sword in Hand
"What?"
"Seeing him is like seeing a god?" Bone Douluo was stunned by those words. He turned his gaze to the tall figure in the Sky Screen, a trace of curiosity and shock on his face.
He and Sword Douluo were the guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and had been together for decades. Though they often traded barbs and teased each other, they were both close friends and old rivals, working together seamlessly within the sect.
It was precisely because the two great Douluo stood guard as the foundation of its strength that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been able to slowly build up its power. In an era when the Clear Sky Sect had withdrawn from the world, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already begun to emerge as the most powerful force on the continent apart from Spirit Hall.
If anyone on the continent understood Sword Douluo best, it could only be him.
He knew that Sword Douluo had always set his sights extremely high. Wherever he went, he was cold and aloof, looking down on everything. Let alone the younger generation, even among Titled Douluo in the same field, there were few who could stir his interest and make him lift an eyelid.
Yet now Sword Douluo was praising Xu Feng in the Sky Screen so highly?
No, this was no longer praise, but fervent worship.
He had never seen the normally cold, aloof Sword Douluo, who regarded himself as supreme, lose his composure like this. He had practically turned into a fervent believer.
"Hiss!"
"Is this man really so godlike?"
"Even Sword Douluo has completely lost his composure?"
Bone Douluo turned his gaze back to the figure in the Sky Screen. Furious waves and raging winds rose in his heart, and his breath caught slightly.
One had to remember that Sword Douluo possessed the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul and had once been honored as the Continent's Number One Attack Douluo and the Sword Immortal of the Mortal World, among other titles.
On the path of the sword, Bone Douluo had never seen anyone who could compare with Sword Douluo. Empowered by his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, Sword Douluo had immersed himself in the Sword Dao for decades, and his understanding of it had reached an unfathomable, terrifying level.
Yet now Sword Douluo wore an expression of fervent worship as he looked at the young man in the Sky Screen?
How could Bone Douluo not be shocked?
This man's strength is terrifying. Not only is his talent beyond all bounds, but he has also reached the Level 99 Limit Douluo realm in his twenties. He will surely dazzle an entire era, he marveled inwardly.
Just then, he felt Sword Douluo's presence turn icy. Terrifying Sword Qi streamed from his body and shot into the heavens, blasting apart even the clouds in the sky.
Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, concealing the dreadful sword intent within them. Somewhat excited, he said, "I reckon it won't be long before I can break through to the next level."
"What? You're breaking through already?"
"Just one look at the sword intent in the Sky Screen has brought you to the verge of a breakthrough?"
Bone Douluo was astonished. His heart pounded faster, and his eyes widened in disbelief. Just moments ago, he had still doubted whether the man in the Sky Screen was as godlike as Sword Douluo claimed. Now he believed it.
"What a pity. The image in the Sky Screen flashed past and wouldn't stay. Otherwise, if I could carefully comprehend that sword intent, I could not only raise my level, but perhaps even evolve my Seven Kill Sword," Sword Douluo said. He looked at the figure in the Sky Screen, his expression filled with deep gratitude and a trace of regret.
Hearing this, Bone Douluo was shocked beyond measure. At the same time, he turned sour. "Why can't I get a fortuitous encounter like that? It's not fair!"
His level had already been lower than Sword Douluo's, and now he was falling even further behind.
"Qian Daoliu..." Sword Douluo opened his eyes a little wider. Sword light burst from them, piercing even the void, and killing intent poured from his body.
His father had sought the ultimate heights of the Sword Dao and wished to break the shackles binding his realm. To that end, he had challenged Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall. In the end, he had been defeated and died of his grievous wounds.
Sword Douluo had once sworn in secret that, sooner or later, he would fight his way into Spirit Hall with sword in hand and avenge his father!
At the same time, the expressions of nearly every Soul Master on the continent who possessed a Sword Martial Soul turned excited and fervent, their eyes fixed on the sword intent in the Sky Screen.
Those with little talent scratched their ears and cheeks, wishing they could grasp its mysteries at once. Those with great talent had already gained some understanding, and some had even broken through to a new level.
"Sky-reaching Douluo!"
"Sword God Douluo!"
They thanked him in their hearts.
The view returned to the timeline where Xu Feng was.
What Xu Feng did not know was that he had gained another title in a different timeline: many Soul Masters with Sword Martial Souls now honored him as Sword God Douluo.
Spirit Hall.
Without Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu having to make arrangements, Pope Qian Xunji had already seen from Storm Douluo's reaction the future value of the Soul Fighting platform that had been split in two. Without another word, he ordered several Titled Douluo-level elders to guard the place closely. From then on, it would become Spirit Hall's Sword Dao Holy Land, and none but those of exceptional talent would be allowed inside.
Inside the Worship Hall.
"Old Qian, your eldest nephew promised me a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins as payment if I stepped in. Now it's your turn to honor that promise," Xu Feng said, getting straight to the point without further ado.
"That's a small matter," Qian Daoliu said with a generous smile.
Of course it was. He had gained a Level 99 Limit Douluo for nothing. A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was exceedingly rare, but compared with a Limit Douluo, it seemed far less important.
He was old and shrewd, and naturally knew how to win people over.
Seeing Qian Daoliu's generous manner, Xu Feng thought, Damn it, I asked for too little. Spirit Hall has deep reserves; I should have asked for more back then.
It seemed Qian Xunji had been putting on at least a bit of an act when Xu Feng's demand for payment had angered him and pained him so much. Those old fellows were shrewder than the last.
Before long, Qian Daoliu had someone bring over a Soul Bone and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.
But when Xu Feng saw the Soul Bone, his eyes lit up. He had not expected the old fellow to be willing to bring out the Wisdom Skull.
In the original story, Bibi Dong had once brought out the Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull, the Explosive Burning Flame Right Arm, and the Rapid Advance Wind Chasing Left Leg as rewards for the champions of the Soul Master Tournament.
The most precious among them was the fifty-thousand-year-old Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull. Tang San had obtained the rare Soul Bone after the Soul Master Tournament and combined it with the Purple Demon Eye he cultivated to develop the terrifying Purple Demon Divine Light Soul Skill. In terms of spiritual power, Tang San had already been able to sweep aside anyone of the same level at the time.
Qian Xunji's face twitched when he saw the fifty-thousand-year-old Soul Bone. He had obtained it himself by hunting a Soul Beast that was at least fifty thousand years old, and now that brat was getting it on the cheap.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Feng put the Soul Bone and ten thousand Gold Soul Coins into his Storage Soul Tool.
At the same time, a deacon handed Qian Xunji a secret letter. "What's this?"
"A secret letter submitted by the people who visited Sea God Island!" His expression brightened, but when he saw what it said about Sea God Island, he was stunned.
Bo Saixi, the Great Enshrined of Sea God Island, was suspected to be a Level 99 Limit Douluo?
And there might even be a Sea God Godhood inheritance?!
His gaze grew fervent.