Dueling Peerless Douluo: Even If They Wielded Divine Power and Triggered Ring Explosion, They Would Still Be No Match for Me!

But after her shock, Bibi Dong still caught the key point and could not help asking:

"You just said that when a level-seventy Soul Sage used Space-Splitting, it could break an ordinary Titled Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar. But what if a level-ninety Titled Douluo used it personally? Wouldn't its power be enough to instantly kill someone of the same rank?"

"Uh..." Nan Feng scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh. "It would be the same."

Bibi Dong froze, her face full of disbelief. "The same?"

"Come on, lady, could you use your brain?" Nan Feng said helplessly. "Can the quality of a Soul Sage's Soul Power possibly be the same as a Titled Douluo's?"

"The power of a weapon doesn't just depend on the energy poured into it. You also have to consider the material limits of the Soul Tool itself!"

Nan Feng patted Space-Splitting's barrel. "There's an absolute upper limit to the energy it can withstand. The material strength of Space-Splitting can only endure Soul Power compressed at Soul Sage-level intensity for an extended period. Its maximum power is enough to break an ordinary Titled Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar. Don't even think about anything stronger."

"If a Titled Douluo forcibly poured that terrifying high-quality Soul Power into it, the barrel would explode from overload before they could even fire."

Nan Feng shrugged and continued, "The same goes for Bee Sting. Limited by its compact size and the material of Light Spirit Silver, its strongest output can only reach the attack power of an agility-type Soul Emperor."

"As for that big fellow, Raging Waves, it pursued an extremely terrifying rate of fire. To keep its formations from overheating and melting down, each compressed Soul Power bullet it fired was actually only about as powerful as the full-force strike of an ordinary level-ten assault-type young Soul Master."

"But fortunately, it had plenty of ammunition!"

Nan Feng grinned. "Power that can only shatter rocks and snap trees is certainly useless against high-level Soul Masters. But if this thing were deployed on a mortal battlefield of the Two Great Empires, against low-level Soul Masters and ordinary soldiers..."

Nan Feng snapped his fingers. "It would be a one-sided slaughter."

After hearing this, Bibi Dong fell silent for a long time.

"You really are a freak who likes squatting around in remote mountains and forests."

Bibi Dong looked at him, her eyes filled with deep emotion.

"If you were the sort of person who liked stirring up trouble and had a fanatical desire for power, Douluo Continent would probably have become an entirely different place by now."

Merely out of personal interest, he could casually create things capable of changing the entire age's warfare landscape.

If the man before her had even the slightest interest in the struggles and benefits of the mortal world, whether it was Spirit Hall, the Seven Great Sects, or even the Two Great Empires with their millions of soldiers...

Before this man's endless methods, they would probably have no power to resist and be effortlessly ground into dust.

"It's precisely because I'm not interested in those boring worldly disputes that I have these skills."

Nan Feng lay back on the grass with his hands behind his head. "If my mind were full of scheming against others and fighting for power and profit, where would I find the time and energy to do research?"

Bibi Dong shook her head with a laugh. "That's true."

Then her tone changed, and a trace of anticipation flashed through her eyes. "But do you have any... Soul Tools suitable for me? The kind that could directly help my current strength?"

Nan Feng lay on the grass and thought for a moment before replying, "I did, but I gave them all away."

The faint anticipation on Bibi Dong's face was instantly replaced by confusion. Her expression became slightly unnatural, and an unconscious hint of jealousy entered her voice. "Gave them away? To Bo Saixi too?"

"Not Bo Saixi." Nan Feng shook his head. "Two friends in the Far North."

"When I was developing high-level Soul Tools, I went to the Far North to search for suitable materials. That was when I met two friends. Before entering the Capital of Slaughter to begin my Godly Trial, I also gave them some farewell gifts, things that were quite helpful to them."

Nan Feng sat up and spread his hands. "So I don't have any ready-made ones on hand for now. If you want one, I can tailor a set for you. Besides, I have nothing better to do lately."

The hint of anticipation Bibi Dong had felt was instantly replaced by doubt, and she could not help asking:

"You have friends in the Far North? Isn't that place known as a forbidden zone for human life? Even Titled Douluo would not dare venture deeply inside without caution."

Nan Feng answered as if it were obvious, "They aren't humans. They're soul beasts."

Bibi Dong was stunned, her beautiful eyes widening slightly. "Soul beasts?!"

Nan Feng nodded. "That's right. When there's a chance later, I'll take you to the Far North and introduce you to them."

Bibi Dong's expression instantly became extremely unnatural. As the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, hunting soul beasts to obtain Spirit Rings was common sense engraved into her bones, yet Nan Feng was actually saying...

"You're friends with soul beasts...?"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes helplessly. "What annoys me most is people like you with such severe racial discrimination. All things possess spirit. Why can't we be friends? Enough, enough. I don't want to argue with you about this."

He waved his hand, cutting off Bibi Dong's hesitant words. "Hurry up and tell me. What kind of Soul Tool do you actually want? Describe your needs, and I'll design the blueprint for you."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her shock over his "soul beast friends," and thought seriously for a moment. "Something that can directly help improve my frontal combat strength."

"Frontal combat strength?" Nan Feng pinched his chin and considered it. "Battle armor?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback. "What battle armor?"

"Armor made into a Soul Tool that can enhance attributes. I've made that kind of thing before."

Nan Feng looked over Bibi Dong's graceful figure. "If you need an increase in frontal combat strength, let me think... How about I tailor a set of Spider Emperor Battle Armor for you?"

Bibi Dong's curiosity was instantly piqued. "You've made one before? Was it for yourself?"

"I did intend to make a set for myself at first." Nan Feng shook his head. "But later, I realized ordinary battle armor was already useless to me."

"The three most direct factors determining strength are speed, power, and defense. Before I went to the Capital of Slaughter, I had already reached the absolute limits of the Mortal Realm in all three."

"Even more so, if I revealed all my trump cards and went all out, I could completely unleash combat strength comparable to the divine level for a short time!"

"Ordinary mortal iron armor would not only fail to enhance me when worn on my body, but would become a burden because it could not withstand my explosive power."

"If something were truly to have value for me, it would have to be genuine god-level battle armor. But I can't make anything of that level yet."

Bibi Dong's eye twitched violently. "Comparable to the divine level? You mean... borrowing or wielding divine power?"

"No need for that trouble." Nan Feng waved his hand. "Before going to the Capital of Slaughter, relying solely on my own foundation, I already possessed strength comparable to the divine level."

"In a one-on-one fight, the three Peerless Douluo you know of—whether Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, or Bo Saixi—whether in the sky, on land, or in the sea... even if Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi directly wielded the divine power of the Angel God or Sea God, even if Tang Chen activated the Great Sumeru Hammer and triggered Ring Explosion, they could never possibly be my opponents!"

"I possessed the absolute ability to forcibly kill them in a one-on-one battle! Yet they could not inflict any fatal injury upon me."

"Even if I faced all three of them attacking together, I would still be at least confident of dragging them down with me."

Bibi Dong's breathing instantly stopped.

She did not doubt for a moment that he was boasting.

She had already figured out some of this man's personality. He would deliberately be modest, then wait for others to praise him, but he would never exaggerate himself. He was an extremely proud person and simply disdained bragging about such matters.

Besides, for him to draw the personal attention of a God King from the God Realm and receive a Godly Trial, his talent and strength were unquestionably terrifying!