Gaining Two More Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, Strength Soars

As that emotionless yet incomparably pleasant mechanical prompt in his mind faded...

The two rings of scarlet hundred-thousand-year spirit rings that had just taken shape beneath Luo Feng's feet...

Suddenly erupted with dazzling blood-red light that shot straight into the clouds.

These were no ordinary hundred-thousand-year spirit rings. They were a "god-bestowed" grade condensed by the system through purifying the lifetime cultivation of a ninety-first-rank Titled Douluo...

Then forcibly elevated with the system's divine grace.

Upon the two spirit rings, faint dark-gold divine patterns even seemed to flow.

At that moment, the air in the corridor seemed to have been completely drained away.

Replacing it was a supreme pressure that made even the soul want to bow in worship.

[Ding! Sixth Spirit Skill (Hundred-Thousand-Year Red Ring) exclusive dual skills revealed:]

[Sixth Spirit Skill, First Form · Law of Judgment: Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword!]

The instant that name lit up in Luo Feng's mind...

He could clearly feel that he had established an absolute dominion over the light elements between heaven and earth.

This was not borrowing. It was seizure and command.

Once he activated this skill, Luo Feng would gather the purest sacred power on the entire continent...

And turn it into a "Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword" that ignored any physical or energy defense.

Any target locked onto by the holy sword would have the source of their martial soul directly severed.

In other words, when this sword swung, what it cut was not merely the flesh, but the rules themselves!

If an evil spirit master or a dark-attribute spirit master were struck, they would not only be reduced to ash in an instant...

Even the slightest soul imprint that might allow reincarnation and recultivation would be completely erased by the law of judgment attached to the Heavenly Kingdom Holy Sword.

[Sixth Spirit Skill, Second Form · Law of Prohibition: Divine Punishment Chains!]

This was an absolute control and domain-type divine skill, tyrannical to the extreme.

The instant it was activated, with Luo Feng at the center, it could seal off every spatial dimension within a thousand-meter radius in a single moment.

Countless Divine Punishment Chains condensed from pure golden sacred power would pierce out from the void, forcibly binding every hostile target within range.

Anyone entwined by the chains would have the flow of spirit power in their body instantly frozen, and their spirit ring skills forcibly sealed.

Even a Titled Douluo, before these Divine Punishment Chains, would be reduced within three seconds to an ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken.

However, what truly made the blood in his body boil was that seventh spirit ring, the one that represented the dividing line for high-level spirit masters!

[Ding! Seventh Spirit Skill (Hundred-Thousand-Year Red Ring) exclusive dual skills revealed:]

[Seventh Spirit Skill, First Form · Law of True Body: Six-Winged Archangel Descent!]

According to the common sense of Douluo Continent, the seventh spirit skill was always the Martial Soul True Body, which could cause a qualitative leap in every attribute of a spirit master.

But Luo Feng's hundred-thousand-year Martial Soul True Body had already completely transcended the bounds of mortal understanding.

While in the "Six-Winged Archangel Descent" state, Luo Feng's physical body would briefly complete a "divine light transformation."

He would become immune to more than ninety-nine percent of physical attacks and elemental damage on Douluo Continent!

Moreover, in his true body state...

The power of all his sacred, light, and fire-attribute skills would unreasonably soar by five hundred percent, while spirit power consumption would be reduced by eighty percent.

This meant that once he activated his Martial Soul True Body...

Luo Feng would be a demigod with unlimited firepower, a war fortress that never tired and could never be defeated.

[Seventh Spirit Skill, Second Form · Law of Creation and Destruction: World-Shining Starfall!]

This was the ultimate wide-range destruction divine skill granted to Luo Feng by his hundred-thousand-year seventh ring.

With a single thought, creation. With a single thought, destruction.

Under this law, Luo Feng could compress all the sacred power within his body without limit.

High above the ninth heaven, he could condense it into a high-density ball of light like a miniature sun.

The instant this "sun" fell...

The power it unleashed would be enough to completely erase a super main city of ten million people from the map of Douluo Continent in an instant.

The ultimate high temperature and the law of destruction would reduce all organic and inorganic matter within the blast radius to their most basic particle state.

This was a world-ending forbidden spell that existed only in theory.

Unless absolutely necessary, even Luo Feng himself would not dare detonate it lightly on this continent.

"Whew..."

Only after a full half minute did Luo Feng slowly exhale a turbid breath tinged with faint golden radiance.

He closed his eyes, quietly experiencing the terrifying spirit power surging within him like overturning rivers and seas, vast as the stars of the universe.

Peak rank seventy-nine Spirit Sage!

From level fifty-nine to level seventy-nine—that was a full twenty-level leap.

Even an ordinary genius might not be able to cross it after spending twenty or thirty years.

Yet he had done it in just a few short minutes, simply by pinching to death a rat hiding in a dark corner, completing this heaven-defying transformation.

At this moment, Luo Feng stood quietly in the middle of the corridor.

Beneath his feet, four hundred-thousand-year soul rings, red so dark they looked like viscous blood, were slowly pulsing.

Red, red, red, red!

Those four suffocating lights wove together.

They set off his already peerlessly handsome face until he looked like a proud god who held slaughter in his hands.

Behind him, the Six-Winged Archangel that had once been illusory had now solidified as though a true deity had descended.

Three pairs of broad golden wings gently fanned.

With every rise and fall, visible golden ripples of space were left in the air.

"The taste of power really is wonderful."

With a slight movement of Luo Feng's will, the four hundred-thousand-year red rings beneath his feet instantly contracted like obedient fish, sinking back into his body.

The sacred, imposing phantom of the Six-Winged Archangel behind him also dissipated, and the suffocating divine pressure in the corridor receded like a tide.

Once again, he turned back into that seemingly harmless, otherworldly young genius of Shrek.

Only the occasional flash of piercing golden light deep in his profound eyes

showed just what kind of world-destroying power lay dormant inside that seemingly slender body.

Luo Feng straightened his collar, turned around, and stepped forward on his long legs, slowly walking toward the tightly shut door of the luxurious suite.

Inside the door.

Ma Xiaotao and Yu Mengdi, who had originally been at daggers drawn over territory, were now standing back to back, their faces pale as they stared in the direction of the door.

Just now, they had sensed an extremely evil, terrifying pressure erupt outside the door.

In that instant, both women's hearts leapt into their throats.

They had wanted to rush out at all costs and fight beside Luo Feng.

But to their horror, they discovered that the golden sacred barrier that had suddenly risen

had not only blocked the evil aura outside, but had also locked them firmly inside the room.

Creak!

Only when the room door was pushed open again

and Luo Feng's figure appeared at the entrance as if nothing had happened did the two women finally relax.

"Ah Feng, just now, that was?"

Seeing the man she loved appear with a grin, Ma Xiaotao immediately flew into his arms.

Her face was full of worry.

"It's nothing. Someone delivered takeout. It was pretty tasty, too!"

Stroking that beautiful hair, Luo Feng put on an expression as though he had not yet had enough.

The Holy Spirit Cult really was full of good people.

They had actually delivered such a delicious midnight snack!