An Unprecedented Ten-Thousand-Year Second Ring!

"It seems the Mysterious Underworld Sect is quite afraid of death. I asked him to send two soul bones over fifty thousand years old, and he actually coughed up a ninety-thousand-year one."

Bibi Dong curled her lips into a cold sneer, though it was unclear whether she was mocking Xu Zhenghao for his cowardice or lost in her own thoughts.

Of the two soul bones Xu Zhenghao delivered, one was a ninety-thousand-year Cloud Thunder God Eagle Left Leg Bone, cyan in color, with faint lightning arcs flickering within the bone structure.

The other was a seventy-four-thousand-year Phantom Saint Ape Spirit Condensing Skull, which appeared a strange, ghostly grey-white and radiated a dizzying mental fluctuation.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nannan's eyes were filled with adoration.

As expected of Teacher!

Even a major sect like the Mysterious Underworld Sect had to bow down obediently before her, handing over their most precious hidden treasures without a word.

"Doudou, see which one you want to absorb?"

Bibi Dong took the opportunity to bring out the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, the Silver Moon Wolf King torso bone she had obtained earlier, and placed it on the table.

Three soul bones, three distinct auras, yet all equally alluring.

Chen Doudou merely glanced at the bones on the table and lazily refused: "Forget it."

Hearing this, Jiang Nannan hurriedly urged: "Doudou, these are soul bones! How can you say you don't want to absorb them? Did you hear wrong?"

An ordinary soul master would be lucky to obtain even one soul bone; even a thousand-year-old one could cause people to fight to the death.

Even some penniless Title Douluo might not possess a ten-thousand-year soul bone, let alone these top-tier seventy-thousand and ninety-thousand-year specimens.

"Alright, Nannan."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling that Jiang Nannan need not say more, and then put away the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone: "Since Doudou doesn't want to absorb them, you go ahead and absorb these two."

In truth, she had only asked casually, knowing full well what the answer would be.

There was a high probability Chen Doudou wouldn't absorb these bones, not just because the age was too low, but more importantly, because he had the Asura God set at home!

Even if Doudou didn't inherit the Asura God position, he could inherit the Rakshasa God position in the future. The Asura God set and the Rakshasa God set were true god-level armors, far superior to these mortal soul bones by a thousand-fold.

"Alright."

Jiang Nannan still couldn't quite grasp Chen Doudou's reasoning, feeling he was being a bit willful, but she didn't criticize him. Instead, she made a silent decision in her heart.

Since Doudou didn't want to absorb the soul bones, she would absorb them, become stronger, and then protect him well—that would be the same!

"Nannan, there's nothing complicated about absorbing soul bones; just go ahead and do it."

"Yes, Teacher."

Jiang Nannan respectfully took the ninety-thousand-year Cloud Thunder God Eagle Left Leg Bone and the Spirit Condensing Skull, sat cross-legged, and steeled her resolve.

After giving her instructions, Bibi Dong turned to Chen Doudou: "Doudou, since you aren't absorbing the soul bones, come with me."

Outside, the sunset cast its glow across the corridor.

"Sister Dong, what are we doing?"

Chen Doudou followed behind Bibi Dong, feeling curious.

"Shh..."

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed, and a sickle mark suddenly lit up on her forehead, radiating a heart-stopping, evil aura.

Immediately after, a burst of purple light flashed, and space distorted.

The next second, the two appeared in an entirely unfamiliar space.

The sky here was a deep, ghostly purple, the earth was barren, and everywhere were jagged rocks and withered bones. The air was thick with a nauseating scent of blood and decay.

Once Chen Doudou saw his surroundings, his face was filled with shock: "Sister Dong... how is this possible?"

"What, surprised?"

Bibi Dong's lips curled upward, and she teased: "This is the Rakshasa Secret Realm, the place where I once accepted the God Trials."

She paused, explaining: "Actually, there's no need to be surprised, because strictly speaking, after the succession of the god position ended, I became the High Priest of the Rakshasa God."

"However, I don't have to be like other High Priests who must serve for a lifetime and offer sacrifices to open the final God Trials."

"To put it bluntly, I am a free person who just happens to hold the title of High Priest."

Chen Doudou nodded, though he asked with some uncertainty: "Does that mean, Sister Dong, you can still use my mother's divine artifact?"

"Oh? Is this what you're talking about?"

Bibi Dong reached out with her right hand, and a massive purple sickle flickering with monstrous evil intent slowly emerged.

The sickle was over two meters long, and the blade seemed to drip with ultimate malice, emitting a terrifying aura that could freeze one's soul.

"Ah? No, A-Dong, you're serious?"

Chen Doudou's mouth twitched as he looked at the sickle that seemed capable of slicing through space, his scalp tingling.

He finally understood why his father had chosen Bibi Dong to be his guardian.

A divine body combined with semi-divine power, paired with the divine artifact Rakshasa Demon Scythe—with this setup, even Di Tian would struggle to handle her.

Bibi Dong extended a slender finger and tapped him lightly on the forehead, casting a glance at him with her alluring, expressive eyes: "So disrespectful! Call me Sister Dong! Is 'A-Dong' something you should be calling me?"

"Ouch! Take it easy."

Chen Doudou clutched his head and grumbled in a low voice, "If you keep going like this without being a little more gentle, you'll never be able to get married."

"Hmm?"

Bibi Dong's expression darkened instantly, and the air around her seemed to drop several degrees.

"Eh, no, nothing."

Chen Doudou panicked immediately and waved his hands repeatedly, "My Sister Dong is the most beautiful; you'll definitely be able to get married..."

Bibi Dong sighed, a flash of loneliness crossing her heart.

Sigh, why am I bickering with a little brat?

Children speak without thinking, after all.

Besides, he wasn't wrong; she didn't intend to marry again in this lifetime anyway. Protecting Xiao Xue, Doudou, and her few disciples was enough.

She composed her mind, flipped her right hand, and a spherical orb of light emitting a soft glow appeared in her palm.

That orb contained a supreme power of faith, completely different from any soul ring on the Douluo Continent.

"Alright, enough talk."

Bibi Dong looked at Chen Doudou, "Get ready to absorb the God-Bestowed Soul Ring now."

This was the God-Bestowed Soul Ring that the Asura God had personally bestowed upon her before she descended to the lower realm.

There wasn't much; it was only enough to satisfy the needs of one person, so it couldn't be given to anyone else.

"Come on."

Chen Doudou looked at the God-Bestowed Soul Ring in Bibi Dong's palm, took a deep breath, and sat cross-legged.

Bibi Dong flicked her fingertip, and the soft orb of light instantly transformed into a stream of light, sinking into Chen Doudou's body.

The moment the orb entered his body, Chen Doudou's frame shuddered violently.

"Hum--!"

An indescribably massive surge of energy surged around him.

A soul ring began to manifest, its color gradually changing.

"A thousand years... two thousand years... five thousand years..."

Bibi Dong watched the soul ring taking shape at Chen Doudou's feet, counting silently in her heart.

Soon, the age of the soul ring broke through six thousand years.

Immediately after, seven thousand, eight thousand...

"It's still rising?!"

Bibi Dong was truly astonished this time.

Even when she had absorbed her own second soul ring, it had only been eight hundred years.

Yet Doudou's soul ring was shooting upward as if it were riding a rocket!

Nine thousand years!

Nine thousand five hundred years!

It was on the verge of breaking through the ten-thousand-year mark!

Chen Doudou's body suddenly emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds; his bones were restructuring, his meridians were widening, and his flesh and blood were being reinforced.

The originally deep purple soul ring suddenly turned pitch black in that instant.

"Ten! Ten thousand years!"

Bibi Dong's pupils shook as if hit by an earthquake, and she gasped.

A ten-thousand-year second soul ring!

This was unheard of in the entire history of the Douluo Continent!

As expected of a golden body forged by the power of a divine beast; it is truly terrifying!