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Long Zhanye I felt that the warm and strange power in my chest was still spreading.
He turned around suddenly, and his still stiff body caused a gust of wind!
He pointed at the shadow suspended in mid-air, emitting colorful light, with a trace of calculated annoyance in his voice:
"Who are you? What did you do to me?!"
The phantom seemed not to have heard his question, or perhaps didn't care at all.
He remained calm, and the voice was ethereal and distant, as if coming from the sky.
"Young man... you have deep hatred in your heart... I will... enlighten you."
Enlighten?
Using an unknown force to penetrate my body, is this called enlightenment?
Long Zhanye was angry in his heart, but he was horrified to find out.
There is a strange emotion in me that is slowly and uncontrollably growing and spreading!
That emotion is warm and soft, just like the sweet smile of first love Girl!
It made the cold, hatred-filled barrier in his heart appear... a crack!
"What the hell is this?"
His heart was beating violently and uncontrollably!
He felt that his eyes were also a little hot!
Just when Long Zhanye's heart was churning and his thoughts were abounding.
The colorful shadow in front of him began to slowly float away like smoke!
His body became more and more transparent, and his voice became more and more ethereal!
"My god's name is—emotion!"
That voice echoed in the empty space, carrying a hint of the majesty of the gods and a hint of compassion for the world.
"I give it to you, Emotion of Love. I hope you can tolerate the world with love... let go of grudges... and become a strong person on your own."
Long Zhanye Listening to these words that were like a heavenly book, an inexplicable throbbing for "love" just ignited in my heart.
He raised his head suddenly, wanting to question the disappearing god, but where was the colorful figure in front of him?
The void has long since returned to calm, as if he had never appeared!
Long Zhanye felt the lingering emotional fluctuations in his body.
That inexplicable throbbing, that strange power that made him feel yearning and tenderness for the word "love".
He tried hard to calm down his mood and carefully explored every change in his body.
He found that this emotion did not seem to be harmful to him.
It did not erode his Soul Power, nor destroy his meridians, but was quietly, like a seed, buried deep in his heart.
He temporarily put aside this strange "emotion", took a deep breath, and tried to focus his attention back on this damn "assessment".
He turned around suddenly and looked directly at the blue-gold figure still suspended in mid-air with his still somewhat red eyes.
Now that he has won, where is his reward? He is not asking for trouble!
"Hey! Since I beat you... where is my reward?"
His voice still had a hint of coldness and a trace of unquestionable questioning.
The blue-gold figure - Tang San, paused for half a minute.
His face hidden under the blue-gold halo seemed to be sizing up Long Zhanye, thinking about something.
Then, his calm voice sounded, "Soul Power will be upgraded by five levels, or the life span of all Soul Ring will be increased by two thousand years."
"Choose one of the two."
Level 5 Soul Power! For a genius like him Spirit Master, this is comparable to two to three years of hard training!
Although his current cultivation speed is fast, each level of improvement requires a lot of time and resources!
Level 5, truly precious!
And all Soul Rings have improved their cultivation level by two thousand years, which increases the age of each of his Soul Rings.
For a powerful Spirit Master, this is indeed a considerable increase.
But Long Zhanye and Soul Ring, not a single one of them is at the thousand-year level!
At least, they all exist for tens of thousands of years!
Even if he improves his cultivation for two thousand years, his Soul Ring will still not change qualitatively.
That red is still red, and that black is still black. There won't be any qualitative leap just because of these two thousand years.
And that fifth-level Soul Power is real hard currency that can increase his cultivation level dramatically!
Long Zhanye was silent, he was weighing something, and then, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes!
He shook his head decisively, his voice resolute. "I... want the third one!"
The blue-gold figure seemed to be slightly startled, and his calm tone contained a hint of doubt:
"What?"
Long Zhanye Stretch out your hand with your palm facing up. The movement is firm and calm.
He raised his head, looked directly at the god's face, and said clearly, word for word:
"I want the antidote to transform Evil Soul Master into a normal person!"
He did not pray for himself or for power, but for those innocent people who were controlled by Holy Spirit Cult, eroded by Evil Soul Master's power, and whose life was worse than death!
Pray for those poor people who long to return to normal life but can never be relieved!
In front of his eyes, Gai Feng's horrified face seemed to appear, as did the souls around Masked Douluo who were refined into Puppet!
The blue-gold figure seemed to feel relieved after hearing this.
A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, which had always remained calm.
But he didn't say much.
Then, from the Sea God Trident Mark between his eyebrows.
A pure, holy, golden light full of life suddenly shot out--
Sea God's Light!
That light condensed in front of him and turned into three drops of energy that were like liquid light, exuding a faint golden light and sacred aura!
Those three drops of energy are suspended in the air, rotating slowly, like three miniature suns!
Under his control, the three drops of energy slowly appeared, as if being held by an invisible hand.
It floated into a small crystal clear jade bottle about one inch high.
The jade bottle also appeared out of thin air, as if it had been prepared for him a long time ago.
The jade bottle was sealed and floated towards Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye stretched out his hand, and the blue-gold figure had completely dissipated, as if everything just now was just a dream.
Long Zhanye lowered his head and looked at the small jade bottle in his hand that seemed to weigh as much as Qian Jun.
He could feel the powerful divine power contained in it.
That power, pure and gentle, is completely opposite to the cold evil in Evil Soul Master!
Maybe... this really is... the antidote!