Qian Daoliu's Shock, Puni Descends!

Beside him, Qian Renxue gripped the hem of her wedding dress tightly.

Although she was not repelled by the pressure, seeing the unknown phenomenon erupting from Gu Sheng, a look of deep concern immediately surfaced on her pretty face.

"Let me probe the reality of this power!"

On the scene, a veteran elder with a fiery temper shouted loudly.

He violently channeled all his soul power, forming a seal with one hand, attempting to forcibly investigate the situation inside Gu Sheng's body.

However, his threads of soul power had only just touched the outer perimeter of that seven-colored pillar of light.

A mountain-toppling, sea-draining force of backlash erupted instantly!

The elder let out a pained cry, his entire body struck as if by lightning, flying backward more than ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the high-ranking officials all gasped in unison.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, Snake Lance Douluo She Long, and Pufferfish Douluo Ci Xue.

Several Title Douluos exchanged glances, their expressions tightening instantly.

They simultaneously released their respective Martial Souls, nine soul rings appearing in succession beneath their feet, standing guard in front of the high platform in battle formation.

Qian Daoliu's face was grave as he let out a low, stern shout.

In the void behind him, the phantom of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul flickered and vanished.

As a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, Qian Daoliu directly released his vast spiritual power, manifesting it as an invisible sword of divine intent, probing toward the direction where Gu Sheng stood.

Yet, the moment that divine intent approached the range of the holy light.

Qian Daoliu immediately sensed a terrifyingly extreme will.

That will was vast and boundless, devoid of even a shred of mortal aura.

This was a crushing suppression on a purely existential level!

Qian Daoliu's soul was screaming warnings in a frenzy.

He made a split-second decision, instantly severing and withdrawing all his projected divine intent.

The old man who stood at the pinnacle of the continent swayed almost imperceptibly.

He quietly clenched his fists, a layer of cold sweat already seeping into his palms.

The great hall fell into a deathly silence once more; everyone could only hold their breath, waiting for the final outcome.

After a long while.

The holy light filling the sky finally receded like a tide, turning into specks of light that submerged entirely into Gu Sheng's body.

The terrifying vortex of dark clouds in the sky dissipated along with it.

The dome above returned to its original clarity.

The powerful pressure that had been weighing down on everyone's heads vanished without a trace.

Gu Sheng stood where he was, his aura becoming incomparably transcendent.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Those pupils were, at this moment, filled with cold indifference.

It was a coldness that looked down from on high, treating all things in the world as equals.

But this god-like indifference lasted for only a second.

The next moment, all that terrifying divine luster vanished from his eyes, and everything returned to normal.

Gu Sheng's expression turned gentle.

He looked up toward the high platform and called out with a smile.

"Grandfather."

Following that, he turned around and naturally took Qian Renxue's hand.

Gu Sheng gently squeezed her palm, signaling her to be at ease.

Today, Qian Renxue was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

The form-fitting, exquisite wedding dress displayed her proud figure to the fullest.

The design on the side of the skirt was incredibly ingenious.

As she moved, her pair of long, straight, beautiful legs were partially visible, white as jade, radiating a lethal allure and aesthetic beauty.

"Gu Sheng, what exactly happened to you just now?"

Qian Renxue gripped Gu Sheng's hand back, her tone carrying obvious anxiety and lingering fear.

"Do you have any idea? With that commotion just now, I thought you were going to be taken away by that light."

Looking at Qian Renxue's nervous appearance, Gu Sheng revealed a smile.

He reached out to adjust Qian Renxue's veil.

"Don't be afraid, Xue'er."

"Am I not standing right here in front of you, perfectly fine?"

"It was just that I suddenly awakened something, and I couldn't quite control the commotion."

Qian Renxue let out a soft huff, her beautiful eyes shimmering with moisture, filled entirely with love for Gu Sheng.

"You only know how to scare me."

"If something had truly happened to you, I would have torn this Martial Soul Hall to the ground."

The two of them conversed there as if no one else existed.

High upon the platform, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath to calm the turbulent waves in his heart before slowly walking down.

"Little Sheng."

"What exactly was the Martial Soul you just manifested?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze remained locked tightly onto Gu Sheng, his tone carrying an unprecedented level of seriousness.

Gu Sheng turned his head to meet Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Without wasting any words, he simply flattened his right hand and extended it forward.

In an instant, the air within the great hall turned suddenly sacred and warm.

An aura of nobility, one that stood high above all things, slowly radiated from the palm of Gu Sheng's hand.

The surrounding Titled Douluo, whose nerves were already taut, found themselves involuntarily taking half a step back the moment they sensed this aura.

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted sharply.

He could clearly perceive that his own Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, which represented the inheritance of a god, was actually trembling!

It was afraid of the power within Gu Sheng's palm.

Gu Sheng looked at Qian Daoliu and gave his answer in a calm tone.

"Grandfather, it is called Holy Spectrum Puni."

Upon hearing this unheard-of name, Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered violently.

Without a moment's hesitation, he turned around and shouted an order.

"Someone, come here!"

"Conduct a Martial Soul test immediately!"

Nearby, a deacon who had just regained his senses scrambled to his feet.

He ran over, trembling as he held a crystal ball.

This crystal ball was crystal clear, a specialized artifact used specifically for testing high-level soul power.

Gu Sheng glanced at the deacon and placed his palm upon it with a composed expression.

Hum--!

The moment Gu Sheng's palm touched the surface of the crystal ball, it happened.

The crystal ball erupted with an unprecedented, brilliant golden light.

The radiance was blinding, instantly illuminating the entire great hall.

Following that, amidst the shocked gazes of everyone present, twenty rings of light rose instantly within the crystal ball.

Without any pause or obstruction, they surged directly to the highest mark on the crystal ball's scale.

The deacon holding the crystal ball was shaking violently from head to toe.

With his eyes wide open, he shrieked at the top of his lungs.

"In... Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Level Twenty!!"

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Within the vast auditorium, everyone stood frozen like statues, stiff and motionless.

However, the anomalies did not stop there.

The golden light inside the crystal ball did not vanish just because the scale had reached its limit.

Instead, it grew even more vigorous, the light becoming increasingly blinding.

Finally, a crisp crack echoed through the air!

The incredibly sturdy test crystal ball shattered into pieces.

Countless crystalline fragments scattered across the floor.

As everyone stared at the shards on the ground, they were struck once again by an incomparable shock.

Qian Daoliu stared at the palm Gu Sheng had retracted.

A truly terrifying thought surged uncontrollably within his heart.

Could it be...

That level twenty was not his limit at all?

"I have truly struck gold!"

Qian Daoliu stared at the shattered crystal ball on the floor, his breathing becoming exceptionally heavy.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, his eyes shining with an astonishing brilliance.

A peerless genius possessing Innate Full Soul Power of level twenty, with a Martial Soul whose status was high enough to suppress the Angel Martial Soul.

If nurtured with care, Martial Soul Hall might very well witness the terrifying spectacle of two gods emerging from a single sect in the future!