Forcibly Stripping a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring! Ah Yin Takes Human Form!
Chrysanthemum Douluo, holding his own Enlightenment Tea Tree, almost burst out laughing when he saw Tang Hao's tattered robes and empty sleeves.
Give everything?
What do you have left now?
That unbroken arm? Or this worthless, wretched life?
Ning Fengzhi at the next table also shook his head, picked up his teacup, and tried to hide the sarcasm on his lips.
Once upon a time, Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo, was so full of vigor and ambition that he was a figure who could shake the entire continent.
But now, they've fallen so low that even the phrase "giving everything" seems so pale and laughable.
"Give everything?"
Behind the counter, Lin Feng finally reacted.
He lazily raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping slowly over Tang Hao as if he were examining a piece of trash carelessly discarded on the roadside.
He then shifted to a more comfortable position on the recliner, a playful smile playing on his lips.
Are you misunderstanding something?
"You don't actually think there's anything about you that I might find appealing, do you?"
The sound wasn't loud.
The tone was flat.
But every word was like an invisible, scalding slap, striking Tang Hao's face, which had been proud for decades.
Boom!
Tang Hao's mind went blank, as if it had just gone blank.
The color drained from his face instantly, replaced by a deep, humiliating purplish-red.
He clenched his remaining left fist so tightly that his nails dug into his palm, drawing out traces Sisi blood, but he was completely unaware.
Humiliation!
This was a blatant humiliation he had never experienced before!
Oh, no, that's not right.
It seems that Ning Fengzhi, that old bastard, felt quite humiliated when he smacked himself on the head with his broken tower.
But that's different!
Ning Fengzhi is, after all, the number one support-type Soul Master on the continent and the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
Where is this man in front of me?
What makes him think he can?!
Tang Hao gritted his teeth, a surge of furious rage rising from the depths of his heart to the top of his head.
"But..."
Just then, Lin Feng's voice rang out once again.
Since you've put it that way...
"I've never been an unreasonable person."
Lin Feng leaned forward slightly, and for the first time, his dark eyes looked directly at Tang Hao.
"Since you've put it that way, I can grant your request."
This sudden turn of events startled Tang Hao.
He looked up, his eyes bursting with unbelievable ecstasy.
"Real?!"
"Certainly."
Lin Feng smiled faintly. At this moment, his face no longer seemed so hateful to Tang Hao.
But the next second...
The ecstasy on Tang Hao's face froze completely.
After Lin Feng finished speaking, he didn't make any further movements; his eyes simply narrowed slightly.
An irresistible, incomprehensible, and ineffable terrifying force descended in an instant!
"Ughh..."
Tang Hao's body suddenly arched, and he uncontrollably knelt down on the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching wail of pain!
He felt as if his soul was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand and forcibly torn apart!
At the same time!
Two yellow! Two purple! Four black! One red!
Nine Soul Ring rose uncontrollably from his body, pulsating wildly around him!
That was the symbol of his status as Clear Sky Douluo! It was the source of his power!
But at this moment, these Soul Ring seemed like traitors who had betrayed him, radiating an ominous light!
Especially the last one, that scarlet Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring that represented Ah Yin's sacrifice!
At this moment, it is flashing wildly at an extremely strange frequency, the light growing brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling!
"This... this is?!"
"Ring Detonation?!"
The word subconsciously popped into the minds of Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.
But the next second, they dismissed this absurd idea.
Ring Detonation is a unique secret technique of the Clear Sky Sect. It is a forbidden technique that involves burning the Soul Ring to instantly unleash power far exceeding one's own!
But looking at Tang Hao's agonizing expression, where was the slightest hint of him acting voluntarily?
This is clearly...
Ghost Douluo's face, hidden beneath his black robe, twitched violently, and his voice became hoarse.
"Senior, are you... forcibly stripping his Soul Ring!?"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent!
Everyone, including Ning Fengzhi and Dai Tianfeng, gasped in shock.
Forcibly... stripping the Soul Ring from a living Title Douluo?
What kind of bizarre method is this?
To everyone's astonishment...
That crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring shone with extreme brilliance!
Click--!!!
A sharp, shattering sound, like glass breaking, suddenly rang out in the silent hall!
That Soul Ring, symbolizing peak power, shattered into countless crimson specks of light right before everyone's eyes!
Immediately afterwards.
A scene that everyone will never forget unfolded.
The immense torrent of Soul Power formed after the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring shattered did not dissipate.
Instead, it seemed to be guided by some supreme will, transforming into a long, scarlet river of energy that traversed space and, in an automatic act of self-acceptance, surged toward the pot of Blue Silver Emperor on the counter!
Faced with this immense energy that originated from the same source, the Blue Silver Emperor showed no repulsion whatsoever.
Its blue-gold leaves unfurled, and its two thickest branches, like outstretched arms, actively reached out to the river of energy.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The Blue Silver Emperor plant, which was originally only about half a meter tall, began to grow wildly!
One meter, one and a half meters...
With a series of crisp, sprouting sounds, it grew until it was as tall as an adult before finally stopping.
The Blue Silver Emperor stood gracefully on the counter, its blue-gold leaves moving without wind, radiating a dreamlike luster.
And the aura emanating from it was also steadily increasing!
Seventy thousand years!
Eighty thousand years!
Ninety thousand years!
One hundred thousand years!
The moment the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor rose again to its peak of 100,000 years.
Thump thump!!!
A deep, yet incredibly clear, heartbeat resounded in everyone's heart without warning!
The sound of their heartbeats seemed not to come from the outside world, but to resound directly from the depths of their souls!
The source was none other than that Blue Silver Emperor!
"A heart... a heartbeat?!"
"Could it be that she wants to...?"
Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment.
In response.
The Blue Silver Emperor, which had reached its peak of 100,000 years, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented, extremely dazzling blue light!
The light was so gentle, yet so domineering!
Within the light, there was a pure life force, which instantly enveloped the entire Maple Dye Pavilion!
Enveloped by this life force, everyone in the store felt as if they were immersed in warm spring water.
Everyone else was enjoying the warm and comfortable feeling, but Bibi Dong just stood there quietly.
She gazed at the dazzling blue light, her amethyst-like eyes gleaming with an extremely complex light.
On the one hand, she was deeply fascinated and admired by her predecessor's heaven-defying, God of Creation- like methods of changing fate.
On the other hand...
When she thought about it, she realized that her senior had done this for another woman.
A strong sour feeling welled up uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.
No!
We absolutely cannot let her steal our senior!
Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly, alarm bells ringing in her mind.
In the blue light.
A slender and graceful silhouette is slowly taking shape.
"It has taken human form..."
"The Blue Silver Emperor is really going to transform back into human form!"