The Era Belonging to Lin Ze'an

Time passed like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; in the blink of an eye, over two years had gone by.

The Spirit Hall of today was no longer the domain of the Golden Generation, but had entered the era belonging to Lin Ze'an.

Bibi Dong had once intended for him to join Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan as the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall.

But now, as time flowed on, Lin Ze'an's spirit power had already reached level 54.

His former seniors had been left far behind in his wake, making him the undisputed number one among the younger generation of the entire Spirit Hall.

The Elders and Bibi Dong were well aware that, barring any accidents, Lin Ze'an would become the first god of Spirit Hall since the Angel God.

It is worth mentioning that during these two years, Ghost Leopard and Spirit Kite had also successively stepped into level 90.

With the help of Yue Guan, they each obtained a spirit ring of nearly one hundred thousand years in quality, pushing their spirit power to level 92 in one fell swoop and becoming Titled Douluos.

Furious Golden Crocodile stood opposite Lin Ze'an, looking at his great-grandson with gratification.

"Then, Great-Grandfather, since you are only using the power of a Spirit Saint to face me, you must be careful." Lin Ze'an looked at Furious Golden Crocodile and smiled slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ruier appeared behind Lin Ze'an.

At the same time, five spirit rings emerged from beneath his feet in sequence—purple, purple, black, black, red!

The moment that blood-red, one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring appeared, it emitted a terrifying aura that was suffocating, its pressure sweeping outward like a tsunami!

Hu Liena and the others watching from the sidelines widened their eyes instantly, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"A... a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring??" Hu Liena subconsciously looked down at herself.

"We only have thousand-year fourth rings, I never expected the little junior to already possess a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring..."

Is this the gap in talent...

Xie Yue and Yan also stood frozen in place. They stared at the red spirit ring beneath Lin Ze'an's feet that radiated such a terrifying aura, their hearts churning with massive waves.

Ever since Lin Ze'an went into seclusion, they hadn't seen their little junior for a long time.

They never expected his strength to have advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching such a level.

Furious Golden Crocodile gave a proud snort: "Your great-grandfather here was also a genius once, no worse than you."

As he spoke, Furious Golden Crocodile's burly frame gave a sudden jolt.

"Roar—!"

Accompanied by a heaven-shaking roar, a massive golden crocodile appeared abruptly behind Furious Golden Crocodile.

Immediately after, nine spirit rings slowly emerged from beneath the feet of his spirit avatar.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

That final spirit ring, just like Lin Ze'an's, was a blood-red one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, emitting a terrifying pressure that made one's heart palpitate!

Lin Ze'an raised his hand, and massive vines rose from the ground, coiling around him.

"Then, Great-Grandfather, please enlighten me."

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Furious Golden Crocodile's eyes, and the sixth spirit ring beneath his feet lit up instantly: "Sixth Spirit Skill—Furious Golden Crocodile!"

"Boom—!"

In an instant, a massive phantom of a golden crocodile emerged from the sky, opened its blood-red maw, and dove fiercely toward Lin Ze'an.

Seeing this, Lin Ze'an tapped his toes lightly and retreated backward.

The one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring at his feet also bloomed with dazzling radiance, illuminating the surrounding space in a deep blood-red.

Lin Ze'an looked at Furious Golden Crocodile, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth: "If Great-Grandfather is going to get serious right from the start, then I won't hold back either."

In an instant, his eyes lit up, and a massive amount of life energy condensed around Lin Ze'an's body.

"Fifth Spirit Skill—King: Emerald Grasp!"

"Hum—!"

With him at the center, the space within a radius of several hundred meters began to distort, and countless green arrows condensed from life energy appeared, blotting out the sky.

"This is?!" Furious Golden Crocodile's pupils shrank as he looked at the arrows covering the sky, his expression turning grave.

A one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was no joke, and combined with Lin Ze'an's talent, even a fifth spirit skill could not be underestimated.

Seeing the overwhelming barrage of arrows about to pour down, Furious Golden Crocodile let out a low shout, his internal spirit power circulating frantically.

In an instant, the massive golden crocodile phantom in the sky lit up with blinding golden light, its already enormous body expanding even further.

Seeing this, Lin Ze'an raised his chin, waved his hand toward Furious Golden Crocodile, and the arrows dancing across the sky surged downward like a green torrent.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, countless explosions erupted around the golden crocodile phantom!

The seemingly indestructible golden scales were as fragile as thin paper under Lin Ze'an's continuous assault.

Arrow after arrow pierced through the defense, passing right through the golden crocodile phantom.

Soon, the phantom began to tremble violently, its scales shattering one by one, and its energy began to leak out frantically.

In just a moment, the once-imposing phantom of the Golden Crocodile was riddled with dozens of holes, finally unable to hold its form, and dissipated into the air with a loud boom.

However, Lin Ze'an did not stop.

His gaze sharpened, and the remaining arrows shifted direction, flying straight toward the Golden Crocodile's true form.

Finally, the emerald arrows filling the sky gradually faded away, and Lin Ze'an flashed through the air, landing slowly on the ground.

Opposite him, the Golden Crocodile, who had revealed his true form, now had significant damage to the scales on his chest, along with several faint wounds on his body.

Yet, this was only the result of him mobilizing defenses that exceeded the level of a Soul Saint.

Lin Ze'an curled the corners of his lips and said to the Golden Crocodile with a smile, "I concede the victory to you, Great-Grandfather."

The Golden Crocodile laughed heartily, stepped forward, and patted Lin Ze'an on the shoulder. "You brat, you hit hard! But you truly are strong!"

"Truly, the waves behind push the waves ahead; you are worthy of being my, Golden Crocodile's, great-grandson!"

Lin Ze'an raised an eyebrow, took the bait, and said with a grin, "And the waves in front die on the beach?"

Hearing this, the Golden Crocodile laughed loudly, raised his hand, and slapped Lin Ze'an heavily on the head.

The force of the blow was not light; although Lin Ze'an had been prepared and nimbly dodged to the side, he was still struck, leaving his hair sticking up in several tufts.

The Golden Crocodile withdrew his hand and scolded with a laugh, "You brat! Your guts are getting bigger and bigger, daring to talk to your Great-Grandfather like that?"

Though he said this, his eyes were filled with gratification.

While he did not know if there were other deities, according to what the Great Elder had said, with his great-grandson's talent, becoming a god would certainly not be a problem.

If he were to become a god alongside the Young Master when the time came...

Thinking of this, the Golden Crocodile's gaze suddenly became fervent, his eyes fixed tightly on Lin Ze'an.

Lin Ze'an felt a bit unnerved by this sudden stare, subconsciously took half a step back, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "What is it, Great-Grandfather?"

Something wasn't right; why did this look seem so familiar to him?

"Nothing, nothing." Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand, the expression on his face softening. "Your Great-Grandfather was just thinking of some interesting things."