In a corner of the training ground, a low-key, rogue Soul Master dressed in a bamboo hat was staring intently at Ning Fengzhi, who sat in the main seat. His hands, hidden in his wide sleeves, were trembling slightly, and he was holding a specially made black Soul Guidance Scroll in his palm, the tip of his pen flying across it rapidly.
"Nine stories... Ning Fengzhi's glazed pagoda actually has two more stories!"
As a core spy planted by the Spirit Hall within the Heaven Dou Empire, he was well aware of the terrifying significance hidden behind this. This not only meant that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had broken the bloodline shackles that had lasted for thousands of years, but also that the power structure of the Upper Three Sects would undergo a devastating reorganization!
"This matter must be reported to His Holiness the Pope immediately, without the slightest delay!" He suppressed his inner shock and turned his gaze to the arena.
At this moment, the atmosphere on the arena had reached its peak.
Under the full amplification of Ning Fengzhi's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the azure lightning Bind Yu Tianxin became exceptionally violent, with fine arcs of electricity constantly exploding in the air. He looked at Gu Tian, who was slowly walking onto the stage. Although he was surprised that Ning Fengzhi valued him so much, the arrogance between his brows did not diminish in the slightest.
"Brother Gu Tian, you must have extraordinary abilities to gain Uncle Ning's favor and even for Rongrong to rely on you so much. But in our world of Soul Master, strength is the only foundation that determines one's right to speak." Yu Tianxin stood with his hands behind his back. Due to the confidence of his family bloodline, he exuded extraordinary composure even in a state of preparation for battle. " Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianxin, twelve years old, Level 27 Soul Grandmaster, please enlighten me!"
Gu Tian's lips curved slightly, his expression as composed as a king surveying his territory, his tone calm yet weighty. " Gu Sect, Gu Tian, seven years old, level thirty."
"What?!"
This brief self-introduction was like a thunderbolt thrown into a calm lake.
Yu Tianxin's previously calm expression shattered instantly, and she stood there frozen like a clay sculpture.
After a three-second silence, the thousands of audience members erupted in a deafening roar of gasps.
"Seven years old... a level 30 Quasi -Soul Elder? This can't be described as genius anymore, this is a monster reincarnated!"
"Even if you start cultivating from the womb, it's impossible to jump twenty levels of Soul Power in a year! This doesn't conform to the Spirit Hall's basic theory!" Yu Tianheng, who had been calm and composed, suddenly stood up, gripping the railing tightly until his knuckles turned white from the force. "Cousin, put away your arrogance! Go all out, this kid is strange!"
The competition has officially begun!
Gu Tian snorted coldly, and nine-colored divine light instantly bloomed deep within his eyes. A supreme Dragon God aura, surpassing all living beings, spread outwards in a ring from him.
Buzz--!
In that instant, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Rex, which had been leaping wildly, seemed to have encountered its natural enemy and was extinguished by more than half. Yu Tianxin felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her chest, and the true dragon bloodline within her trembled in fear, while her legs uncontrollably wanted to succumb to this sacred pressure.
However, just before Yu Tianxin was about to collapse, Gu Tian withdrew the suppression on her bloodline with a disheartened expression.
He looked at Yu Tianxin, who was covered in sweat and had a pale face, and said calmly, "If I were to overpower you solely based on the rank of my Martial Soul, even if I won, your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would say that my victory was unfair. Today, I will use the purest strength to shatter your last shred of illusion."
After saying that, two Soul Ring, tinged with a deep purple and surrounded by a faint nine-colored light, slowly appeared beneath the Gu Tian. Their brilliance was so great that it instantly blocked out the sunlight.
"A thousand years... The first two rings are purple millennia?!" Yu Tianxin widened, his rigorously trained mental fortitude completely collapsing at this moment. Even in the most core secret manual of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, there was never a record of anyone being able to withstand the pressure of a thousand years in their First Soul Ring.
"I don't believe it! Thunder Dragon Claw - break!" Yu Tianxin roared madly, forcibly overdrawing his Soul Power, and the scales on his arms after their Dragon Transformation flashed with crazy lightning.
boom!
Yu Tianxin transformed into a dazzling blue electric dragon, charging towards Gu Tian with a resolute aura. Gu Tian's First Soul Ring glowed faintly, and he pressed his right hand down in the void at will.
"First Soul Skill: Burning Sun of the Thousand Radiance ".
In an instant, a supreme, dark golden flame erupted from Gu Tian's palm. Its temperature was so high that it caused the surrounding air to distort violently. The moment Yu Tianxin's Thunder Dragon Claw touched this flame, it was melted by the terrifying heat. He groaned and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
"Too slow. Let's end this." Gu Tian's eyes were calm as water, and his Second Soul Ring lit up immediately afterward.
Second Soul Skill: Azure Radiance.
As the words fell, an extremely cold aura, enough to freeze the soul, instantly Ice Seal the entire training ground. The electric charge that had been roaring in the void, upon contact with this chill, strangely transformed into a blue ice sculpture, frozen in mid-air.
"Seal up!"
With a flick of his finger, Gu Tian instantly sealed Yu Tianxin completely with a layer of ice several feet thick, leaving only his head exposed. The extreme cold not only restricted his movements, but even the flow of his Soul Power within his body was brought to a standstill due to the low temperature.
The entire white jade arena has now been transformed into a crystal-clear ice palace.
The dust has settled; victory or defeat will be decided in the blink of an eye.
Just as the entire arena fell silent, Gu Tian once again transformed his Soul Power. The originally cold, icy blue light shattered in the void, transforming into countless pure white, crystalline snowflakes. Reflected by the warm sunlight, they drifted down across the entire arena, creating a poignant and breathtaking scene.
"Wow! So beautiful!" Ning Rongrong screamed excitedly. As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had never seen such a romantic and powerful miracle. In this dreamlike snow scene, she completely forgot her father's instructions and pounced on Gu Tian like a happy little deer with a cry.
"Brother Gu Tian!"
Because the ground was covered with thick ice, Ning Rongrong was running too fast and slipped, about to fall onto the hard ice.
"Careful."
Gu Tian's eyes softened, and in a flash, he covered ten meters, his strong arm precisely embracing her slender waist. With a gentle pull, he firmly locked Ning Rongrong's fragrant body into his arms.
Amidst the swirling snowflakes, Gu Tian held the girl in his arms with one arm, their Nine-Colored Divine Light shining brightly against the pristine white snow. Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed crimson, her eyes filled with adoration and undisguised affection. This scene was frozen in everyone's eyes, as if divine lovers had descended to the mortal realm.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's originally serious face finally revealed a confident smile.
He slowly walked onto the ice-covered arena, surveyed the surrounding family tycoons who were already speechless with shock, and announced in a deep and authoritative voice:
"Gentlemen, you are all here to witness that Sect Master Gu Tian is the most outstanding person I have ever seen in my life, whether in terms of talent, strength, or character. From this day forward, Gu Tian is the only son-in-law I, Ning Fengzhi recognized, and in the future, he will jointly hold the reins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with Rongrong!"
After a moment of silence, thunderous applause erupted. Those young geniuses who had initially harbored illusions, after witnessing the two purple Soul Ring and the divine skill that Ice Seal the entire arena, all lowered their heads bitterly, completely convinced of their superiority.
"Thank you, Uncle Ning." Gu Tian nodded slightly, looked down at the shy Rongrong in his arms, and a deep look flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, excellent! Today's grand ceremony is a joyous occasion unseen in ten thousand years for our sect." Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and loudly ordered the sect's high-ranking members behind him, "Pass down the order to prepare a state banquet of the highest standard in the Glazed Tile Hall! Invite all fellow disciples present to this grand event; tonight, we shall not leave until we are drunk!"
Against the backdrop of falling snow and twinkling lights, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect officially ushered in its Dragon God Era. Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall spy, taking advantage of the commotion, had already carried away this intelligence, which was enough to overturn the Douluo Continent, and sped towards Spirit City.