Above Godwind City, the sky was filled with cyan light, rippling across the clouds like tangible waves of emerald water.
On the plaza of Godwind Academy, the forty-nine young soul masters, who had just been stunned by receiving their Vision, were now undergoing the most incredible transformation of their lives.
Shui Bing'er lowered her head, looking at the crystalline wind-element gem hanging before her chest.
The core of the gem, which had been still, suddenly saw its windmill rune begin to spin frantically.
Crack.
A crisp, shattering sound rang out.
It was not the gem that had broken, but rather the shackles that had been restraining a certain power.
The Vision slowly floated upward, detaching itself from the cord and spinning in circles before Shui Bing'er.
Immediately after, it unfurled tiny wings.
The originally hard crystal softened, transforming into a strange, palm-sized creature.
Its entire body was a vibrant cyan-green with transparent, delicate wings on its back, radiating the purest fluctuations of wind elemental energy.
"This is..."
Shui Bing'er reached out, and the little creature landed affectionately on her palm, rubbing against her fingers.
The moment they made contact—
BOOM!
A cool yet majestic current of air surged from her palm, instantly washing through every limb and bone in Shui Bing'er's body.
Her original Ice Phoenix martial soul let out a resonant, piercing cry at this very moment.
However, this cry now carried a newfound lightness and the whistling howl of the wind.
The biting, bone-chilling cold energy now fused perfectly with the sharp, fierce gale.
The wind bolstered the ice's momentum, and the ice borrowed the wind's might.
"Ultimate Wind..."
Shui Bing'er murmured to herself. She could clearly feel that the wind elements in the surrounding air, which had previously been difficult to grasp, were now as obedient as her own limbs, to a shocking degree.
Not only that.
A God's Gift soul ring, shimmering with gold and red hues, hovered quietly above her head, waiting for her to absorb it.
"It really evolved."
Beside her, Shui Yue'er jumped up in excitement, a mischievous Wind Sprite perched on her shoulder, tugging at her hair in play.
"Sister! I feel absolutely amazing!"
"I feel like my cultivation speed is many times faster than before!"
It wasn't just the sisters.
Feng Xiaotian watched the Wind Sprite dancing around him, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
He possessed Innate Full Soul Power and was already a genius of the wind attribute.
Now, with the augmentation of the Wind Sprite born from the Vision, his Gale Twin-Headed Wolf martial soul would surely evolve into the true Gale Demon Wolf Emperor!
"Teacher Venti..."
Bai Chenxiang cradled the little sprite in her hands, her eyes slightly moist.
She hailed from the Speed Clan; although her speed was peerless, her attack power had always been her weakness.
But now, with the blessing of the Ultimate Wind, her offensive capabilities would undergo a qualitative leap.
This kindness was too heavy to bear.
"Thank you, Teacher, for the treasure!"
Feng Xiaotian was the first to react; he knelt heavily toward the direction of the City Lord Mansion and kowtowed deeply.
"Thank you, Teacher, for the treasure!"
Following him, the forty-nine proud sons and daughters of heaven on the plaza knelt in unison.
The sound waves shook the heavens, soaring straight into the clouds.
In this moment, the awe and absolute loyalty they felt toward the City Lord—who usually seemed unreliable and only interested in drinking and playing the lyre—reached an unprecedented height.
If anyone dared to speak ill of Venti now, these forty-nine people would likely tear that person to shreds without needing Venti to lift a finger.
Just as Godwind City was immersed in jubilation.
The Sky Curtain above the firmament did not give the world much time to catch its breath.
The cyan radiance gradually faded, and a more noble, mysterious silver-white light began to coalesce around the Golden Ranking.
This silver light was not as dazzling as sunlight, but it carried a cold, metallic texture, as if it could freeze time and pierce through space.
The previously noisy continent fell silent once again.
Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at the image slowly emerging.
Where the silver light converged, a slender spear gradually appeared.
The spear body was entirely brilliant silver, engraved with countless fine dragon scale patterns, each one so lifelike it seemed as if it might come alive at any moment.
The spear tip was not of a common sharp design, but resembled a dragon flicking its tongue, carrying an edge that made one's heart tremble.
It hung silently in the air, the surrounding space twisting and cracking slightly due to its mere presence.
A dragon might originating from the ancient primordial era pressed heavily upon everyone's heart through the Sky Curtain.
[Rare Treasure Ranking 6th Place: Silver Dragon Spear!]
As these four words appeared, the expressions of many Titled Douluo changed.
Especially those powerhouses possessing beast martial souls, who felt their martial souls trembling uncontrollably within them—a submission and fear stemming from the depths of their bloodlines.
The text on the Golden Ranking continued to manifest.
[Type: Divine Artifact/Dragon Race Authority]
[Holder: Gu Yuena]
[Introduction: This spear was formed from a rib of the Silver Dragon King, containing the supreme authority to control elemental powers.
It is not only a weapon of offense but also a scepter to command all beasts. When the spear strikes like a dragon, it can trigger heaven-and-earth catastrophes, controlling the seven elemental powers of water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, and space!]
In the image, a massive silver dragon shadow even flashed briefly; those purple eyes gazed indifferently at the mortal world, and a single glance caused countless people's minds to shake violently.
Jialing Pass, Tang Sect encampment.
Tang San stood on the city wall, the Sea God Trident in his hand growing slightly warm at this moment, as if sensing the aura of some nemesis.
He stared fixedly at the Silver Dragon Spear on the Sky Curtain, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Just a moment ago, the Asura divine power within him had stirred.
It was pure killing intent.
"Silver Dragon King..."
Tang San whispered the name, his fingers unconsciously tracing the patterns on the trident.
Although he did not fully understand the ancient secrets behind this, the sense of disgust transmitted by the Asura divine consciousness could not be wrong.
This was an enemy of the God Realm.
It was a remnant that must be eradicated.
"San, what's wrong?"
Dai Mubai, standing to the side, sensed the killing intent on Tang San and asked with some confusion.
"That spear is problematic."
Tang San's voice was very soft, yet it carried an indescribable chill.
"It should not exist in this world."
"Since it has appeared in the hands of Gu Yuena in the Star Dou Forest, it means this soul beast clan has grand designs."
Speaking of this, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed in the depths of Tang San's eyes.
If he could kill that Gu Yuena and seize this Silver Dragon Spear...
Wouldn't the endless soul beast resources in the Star Dou Forest become the backyard of his Tang Sect?
In the future, whenever the Clear Sky Sect or Tang Sect needed soul rings or soul bones, wouldn't they be able to take whatever they wanted?
Thinking of this, the sense of justice in Tang San's heart surged once more.
"Those who are not of our race must have different intentions."
"Since this Gu Yuena possesses such an evil divine artifact, she is inevitably a hidden danger to the stability of the continent."
"It seems that after we destroy Martial Soul Hall, we must also make a trip to the Star Dou Forest."
Tang San spoke with righteous indignation, and Ma Hongjun and the others nearby nodded repeatedly, feeling that what their Third Brother said made perfect sense.
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