Water Dragon · Heavenly Bloom Shower—Please Follow Along

Water Dragon · Heavenly Bloom Shower

Now that the Soul Ring had appeared, the Dragon Loach was undoubtedly dead beyond death.

Xu Changqing raised a hand and clenched it into a fist. The dense swarm of golden and green Divine Dragons filling the sky howled as they dispersed, leaving behind a vast empty space while standing watch around the surrounding heavens.

He himself stood atop the Wood Dragon's head and spiraled down.

As the smoke and dust gradually cleared, the Dragon Loach's corpse was revealed. There was barely a piece of intact flesh left on its body. It looked as though it had been sliced apart by countless sharp blades, its densely packed wounds too horrible to behold.

Xu Changqing gave it one glance before losing interest. Forming a Lotus Seal with his hands, he drew the ten-thousand-year Soul Ring toward himself. He then immediately guided the Wood Dragon to land in a concealed spot on the mountain, officially beginning the absorption of his third Soul Ring.

The immense Soul Power was like a blazing torrent, constantly flowing from the black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring around him and washing over his body again and again.

Within his consciousness space, Xu Changqing calmly opened his eyes and raised a hand. The black threads of energy permeating the surroundings surged in an instant, forming a massive energy vortex that gathered into the shape of a giant funnel and crazily poured energy into the Five Dragon Lyre martial soul floating before him.

At the center of the lyre, following the Golden Dragon and Wood Dragon, the third blue Water Dragon now shone brilliantly. Its dragon body was rapidly being illuminated by the incoming energy, several times faster than before.

Outside.

As time passed, the two types of Divine Dragons soaring through the sky had turned into specks of starlight and completely faded away.

At some point, Sword Douluo had arrived beside Xu Changqing, who sat cross-legged and absorbed his Soul Ring, with Ning Rongrong in tow.

"A ten-thousand-year third ring? Looking at this kid, he doesn't seem to be under much pressure absorbing it?"

"He's so young, yet his physical constitution is absurdly strong. How strange!"

Sword Douluo's cheeks twitched twice. He no longer knew how to describe this child.

A genius?

No!

Even geniuses could only be considered idiots in front of him.

As the Little Princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong had been born with innate Soul Power at rank 9. That counted as genius, didn't it?

Yet she was only rank 19 now and had not even absorbed her second Soul Ring, while this little fellow was already rank 30. It was truly outrageous.

Seeing Sword Douluo stare at Xu Changqing in stunned disbelief, Ning Rongrong proudly showed off from the side, "Sword Grandpa, do you believe that Rongrong's Soul Rings can be like his in the future? Maybe even stronger than his?"

Sword Douluo's expression stiffened at once.

As an elder who had watched this Little Princess grow up, he naturally knew what Ning Rongrong was like. Though she looked like a sweet, harmless, well-behaved girl on the surface, she was actually fearless, proud, and willful. It was all that old Bone fellow's fault for spoiling her rotten!

Since she had said that, she must already have something in mind. She probably wanted to imitate this youth named Xu Changqing—a thousand-year second ring and a ten-thousand-year third ring. If she could truly manage it, he would naturally be glad to see it. The problem was, little ancestor, you needed to know your own limits!

This was no joke. If things went wrong, she could explode and die!

No, he had to dispel this dangerous thought of hers.

"Have they found me?"

The conversation between the two outside occasionally reached his ears, and Xu Changqing frowned slightly. Though he was absorbing the Soul Ring and breaking through, his five senses had not been completely sealed off. He could still sense some of the activity outside.

From their conversation, their identities were practically obvious: Sword Douluo Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the sect's Little Princess, Ning Rongrong.

The Star Dou Great Forest was so vast, yet they had still managed to find him. Xu Changqing felt rather helpless. Fortunately, they did not seem to have any intention of attacking him for now, so he could absorb this ten-thousand-year Soul Ring without worry.

He had already made up his mind. Later, he would have to ask exactly how he had offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If it was nothing serious, he would use some of the good things he had accumulated to buy peace. If it was a major issue, he would run immediately!

He possessed a hundred-thousand-year right leg soul bone with two Soul Bone Skills. One was Spatial Teleportation, allowing him to teleport freely within a hundred-meter range. He could use the Spatial Teleportation Soul Skill twenty times a day.

The other Soul Bone Skill was called Spatial Relocation. Its range was far greater than Spatial Teleportation's. Spatial Relocation could choose a direction and instantly move him up to a hundred kilometers away. It was absolutely an ultimate escape skill. He refused to believe that after fleeing a hundred kilometers first, a Titled Douluo could still catch up to him.

However, while Spatial Relocation was powerful, it could only be used once a day. That was its flaw. Otherwise, Xu Changqing would have used it for traveling.

Two hours later.

The Water Dragon on the Five Dragon Lyre was finally completely illuminated from head to tail. Its deep blue dragon eyes quietly opened. At the same time, Xu Changqing heard another crisp cracking sound. Having experienced two Soul Power breakthroughs before, he knew that this was the sound of a bottleneck shattering.

The Soul Power within his body began to churn violently, circulating at extreme speed several times before finally pouring entirely into his dantian. His aura began to rise. Xu Changqing, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, calmly opened them at that moment. One yellow, one purple, and one black Soul Ring rose beneath him, slowly revolving around his body in a dazzling display.

"An eleven-thousand-year third ring. My Soul Power has reached rank 32. For a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, this increase seems a little low. It looks like the higher one's Soul Power rank, the more difficult it becomes to break through."

After sensing the changes in himself, information about his Third Soul Skill surfaced in Xu Changqing's mind.

Third Soul Skill: Water Dragon · Heavenly Bloom Shower. It could summon a water-attribute Divine Dragon to assist him in battle for ten minutes. Its ultimate move, Heavenly Bloom Shower, focused on healing and supplemented it with buffs for the entire group. It was quite a good Soul Skill.

"The Golden Dragon specializes in offense, the Wood Dragon specializes in control, and the Water Dragon specializes in healing and buffs. The upcoming Fire Dragon and Earth Dragon probably have their own specialties as well. Am I developing in every direction?"

Xu Changqing was momentarily stunned, then smiled helplessly. He had thought he was simply a Summoning System weapon soul master, but it seemed he would ultimately develop into an all-around hexagon build.

He then turned his gaze toward the two people before him, one old and one young.

The older one did not actually look old from his appearance alone. He had sword-like brows, bright eyes, and sharply chiseled features that gave off an unapproachable air. He wore a high-collared blue robe, and his long gray-white hair draped down his back, adding a touch of worldly maturity to him.

The younger one was probably a head shorter than himself. She wore a light-blue short dress, and a casual glance revealed numerous ornaments hanging from her body. It was obvious at first sight that she had been born into wealth.

Her features were delicate and fair, while the exposed skin on her body looked soft and tender, like a finely sculpted doll. Her large eyes blinked, her sapphire-blue pupils sparkling as she curiously examined him.

"Xu Changqing greets Senior Sword Douluo."

He stood and slightly bowed toward the gray-white-haired middle-aged man.