The Golden Trident's Might, Long Yuan's Thoughts

The instant Tang Wulin returned, his aura surged dramatically. A flicker of surprise passed through Qian Gu Qing Feng's eyes.

For a moment, he could not understand why Tang Wulin's aura had risen so sharply.

Below, Long Yuan frowned, suddenly recalling the Sea God Nine Trials.

It seemed Tang Wulin had triggered the Sea God Nine Trials once again and returned after passing another trial.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for his Soul Power to increase so drastically all at once.

Around Qian Gu Qing Feng's body, purple-black light suddenly resonated with a humming buzz.

Immediately afterward, the Purgatory Halberd in his hand blazed with light and swept horizontally. A purple-black blade of light arrived in an instant.

Purgatory Douluo's Second Soul Skill, Nether Slash.

This slash appeared simple, its range covering only Tang Wulin.

Yet it gave Tang Wulin an extreme sense of danger.

Tang Wulin's body instantly retreated. The Golden Trident in his hand shone brilliantly as he swept it fiercely sideways. With a bang, it collided with the Nether Slash.

They separated in an instant, sending ripples through the void.

Then, the Golden Trident in Tang Wulin's hand unleashed countless golden spear lights, blanketing the Purgatory Douluo.

A Thousand Fingers Pointing.

An ancient, unadorned aura spread out, as elusive as an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace and carrying not the slightest hint of worldly artifice.

It was as if the spear lights should have appeared there from the beginning, as if they should have merged with heaven and earth.

Clang! A crisp sound rang out. Tang Wulin felt as though a bucket of icy water had been poured over him from head to toe. In that instant, his entire being became crystal clear, but then he stiffened.

A Thousand Fingers Pointing suddenly lost its