Nine Rings Appear, Shocking the Entire Crowd!

"Pope, you have a good eye." He spoke calmly.

Bibi Dong stared at him, her gaze sweeping over him repeatedly.

After a moment, she suddenly smiled.

That smile was icy cold.

"The New Emperor has ascended the throne, and the Old Emperor is dead."

She said slowly, "Ah Yin ultimately died, dead at Tang Hao's hands, dead at the hands of my Spirit Hall."

She paused, a complicated emotion flashing through her eyes.

"You replaced her and became the new Blue Silver Emperor."

Lan Aotian said nothing.

Bibi Dong did not need his answer either.

She raised the scepter in her hand and lightly tapped it against the ground.

Bang!

The soft sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present!

"But today, you injured an elder of my Spirit Hall and obstructed my Spirit Hall's actions. You must give an explanation."

The moment her voice fell, her Soul Power suddenly erupted!

Nine Rings lit up simultaneously!

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red!

The nine Rings appeared together, and terrifying pressure descended like a physical force, enveloping the entire Canyon!

That was the pressure of a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei immediately dropped to one knee, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.

Claude and the others had already collapsed onto the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

Tie Shan's iron-tower-like body trembled like a sieve.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

"I never expected Bibi Dong to possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

Ning Fengzhi grunted and retreated two steps.

Chen Xin stepped forward and stood before him and Ning Rongrong. Only by unleashing his Seven Kill Sword intent with all his strength could he barely withstand that pressure.

At the other end of the Canyon, everyone in the Heaven Dou Empire's group felt that terrifying pressure as well.

Master's face was deathly pale. Flender and Liu Erlong desperately circulated their Soul Power to protect the children behind them.

Tang San stared fixedly toward the other end of the Canyon, the throbbing in his chest growing stronger and stronger.

That was the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor.

But it was different from the power sleeping within his bloodline.

It was more ancient, more domineering, and more... complete.

Lan Aotian stood opposite Bibi Dong, enduring the full pressure of a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo.

His clothes fluttered fiercely, and his long hair streamed in the wind.

But his body did not move in the slightest.

A trace of surprise flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

The pressure she released was enough to make any Title Douluo below Level Ninety-Five feel strained.

Yet this person before her remained completely unmoved?

"Interesting."

She said calmly, "Then let This Seat see just how capable you, this New Emperor, really are."

She raised her hand and pointed the scepter at Lan Aotian.

Terrifying energy gathered at the top of the scepter, transforming into a purple beam of light that shot straight toward Lan Aotian!

This strike was merely a test.

But even a test from a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo was enough to severely injure an ordinary Title Douluo!

Lan Aotian looked at the beam of light and finally moved.

He drew a deep breath.

Then!

Buzz!

A Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet!

Red!

No, it was not pure red. It was red mixed with azure green, like a stream of the Spring of Life flowing endlessly!

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

Everyone's pupils contracted!

But it was not over yet.

Buzz!

A second one!

It was azure red as well!

Buzz! The third! The fourth! The fifth!

One azure-red Soul Ring after another rose from beneath Lan Aotian's feet!

The instant each Soul Ring appeared, the surrounding aura of life grew denser.

When the sixth Soul Ring rose, the air throughout the Canyon seemed to transform into tangible Life Energy!

When the seventh Soul Ring rose, the injuries on Claude and the others began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

When the eighth Soul Ring rose, the withered plants on both sides of the Canyon began sprouting tender shoots once more!

When the ninth Soul Ring rose!

Boom!

An indescribably terrifying aura of life erupted from Lan Aotian's body like a volcanic eruption!

Nine azure-red Soul Rings revolved slowly around him!

Each Soul Ring radiated an aura surpassing one hundred thousand years!

Nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

The entire scene fell deathly silent!

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!

"Nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!"

"This is a completely Mature Body!"

"No wonder we couldn't tell at all that he was a Soul Beast in human form!"

Yue Guan's eyes widened. His lips trembled, yet he could not produce a sound.

Gui Mei's figure shook violently, nearly losing its form.

Claude rolled his eyes back and fainted on the spot.

Tie Shan's iron-tower-like body dropped to his knees with a thud, and he frantically kowtowed.

The teacup in Ning Fengzhi's hand slipped silently from his grasp and shattered into pieces.

Ning Rongrong covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The hand Chen Xin held around the Seven Kill Sword trembled faintly for the first time.

Nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

Nine of them!

What kind of concept was that?

For any Title Douluo on the continent to possess a single Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was already an incredible stroke of fortune!

To possess two was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns!

To possess three was simply unheard of!

Yet the person before them possessed nine!

Nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

How was that possible?

Chen Xin drew a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

He finally understood why he had felt that he had no certainty of victory when facing this person.

This was not a matter of lacking certainty of victory.

This was a battle that could not be fought at all.

With nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings and that terrifying Life Source, let alone a Level Ninety-Six opponent—even a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo might not be able to defeat him with certainty!

Bibi Dong's gaze finally changed.

For the first time, gravity appeared in those icy eyes.

She had not seen through the fact that Lan Aotian was the New Emperor either.

Rather, she had inferred it from the events of recent days, the methods Lan Aotian had displayed, and the vigorous aura of life surrounding him that did not belong to a human.

She had not expected that he really was!

If it had been speculation before—

Then now, it was certain!

As a Level Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo and a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, she had seen countless experts.

But this was also her first time seeing nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

Moreover, she could faintly sense that the auras of these Soul Rings seemed to be more than one hundred thousand years old.

But at this moment, she no longer had the mind to distinguish such details.

She stared at Lan Aotian for a long while without speaking.

Lan Aotian stood amid the nine azure-red Soul Rings, his body surrounded by an aura of Life Light so dense it had reached its extreme.

He looked at Bibi Dong and spoke calmly.

"Pope, do you still wish to continue?"

Bibi Dong fell silent.

Behind her, Yue Guan and Gui Mei did not even dare to breathe loudly.

They finally understood that Lan Aotian had merely been playing with them earlier.

If he had released these nine Soul Rings from the start, the two of them would not even have had the chance to attack. They would have been crushed to pieces by that pressure of life!

At both ends of the Canyon, everyone stared at the figure surrounded by nine azure-red lights, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

That was the Blue Silver Emperor.

The true Blue Silver Emperor.

The New Emperor.

At the other end of the Canyon, Tang San stared fixedly at that figure, the throbbing in his chest reaching its peak.

He finally understood where that sense of familiarity came from.

It was blood of the same origin.

It was the bloodline belonging to the Blue Silver Emperor.

But why?

Why did that person possess such a pure Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline?

It was even more ancient and complete than the one sleeping within his body?

Beside him, Xiao Wu tightly gripped his hand, her eyes filled with worry.

She could feel Tang San's hand trembling.

But she did not know that it was not trembling from fear.

It was something far more complicated.