Ning Fengzhi supported Sword Douluo, showering Chen Xin with the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda as if it cost nothing.
Unfortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was not a specialized healing martial soul. It was not enough to heal Chen Xin's body, which was covered in wounds.
"We're leaving!" Ning Fengzhi glanced at Di Tian in the sky, committing to memory the existence of such an untouchable being within the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Bone Transforms into Divine Dragon!"
Bone Douluo's figure flashed, transforming entirely into a savage bone dragon.
Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, Dugu Bo, and Xue Xing, who was carrying Lin Ya, all leaped onto the bone dragon's back.
The bone dragon beat its wings and carried them directly toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Mengshenji and the other two also led the soul masters behind them away.
Only after watching the departing soul masters did Di Tian flash back beneath the Lake of Life.
The instant Di Tian landed, a clear female voice rang out beside his ear.
"Di Tian, the Lake of Life was quite lively today."
"My King." Di Tian bowed respectfully. "Myriad Demon King and the others found a human soul master with decent talent, so they entrusted members of their clans to him. What a bunch of opportunists."
As he spoke, Di Tian seemed to recall something else. "Bi Ji also said that he would soon become the number one healing-type soul master on Douluo Continent. I wonder whether he can heal your injuries."
The clear female voice sighed. "Impossible. The Lake of Life has already nearly healed my physical injuries, but the hidden injuries within my body, and more importantly, the damage to my divine consciousness, cannot be repaired."
Back then, when the ancestor of the dragon race, the Dragon God, attempted to elevate the Divine Dragon Realm into a divine star, interference from the laws of the universe caused the attempt to fail.
The Dragon God went mad over his son's death. As a result, far too many gods in the Divine Dragon Realm perished, the dragon race was wiped out, and nearly all beast gods were slain.
After regaining his senses, the Dragon God absorbed all the resentment within the severely damaged Divine Dragon Realm into himself. Together with his own hatred and every negative emotion he had generated, he sealed them all within his body and had the Shura God split his body apart.
After the Dragon God was cleaved apart, the part that belonged to his benevolent thoughts became the Silver Dragon King and departed, while her divine consciousness shattered completely.
"Wounds to the body are easy to heal, but wounds to the soul cannot be repaired unless... someone can heal souls. But... how could there possibly be a soul master capable of healing souls in this world?"
Listening to the Silver Dragon King, Di Tian fell silent as well.
The soul had always been the most mysterious existence on Douluo Continent, so he could only allow the Silver Dragon King to slowly recover through continuous slumber.
But that process was incomparably long. It would likely take at least twenty thousand years.
"If I weren't afraid that those human soul masters would disturb your slumber, I wouldn't have spared a single one of those people."
Killing them might trigger a war between humans and soul beasts, but letting them leave could also draw even more soul masters here. After all, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were simply too tempting to soul masters.
That was why Di Tian had deliberately acted to intimidate those people. He wanted humanity to understand—
Soul beasts were not lambs to be slaughtered at will!
"The strength of those soul beasts was no joke." On the bone dragon's back, Yu Yuanzhen could not help sighing.
He was extremely powerful. Though he was only Rank 95, his combat strength came close to that of a Rank 97 Peak Douluo!
In the original work, Yu Yuanzhen had been besieged by four Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall, yet he still severely injured two of them before perishing together with the Ninth Elder!
The manhua version was even more outrageous. Yu Yuanzhen was jointly besieged by the Four Sons of the Royal Banner, Qianjun, and Jiang Mo—six Titled Douluo in total—yet he directly counter-killed four of them!
Yet even with such terrifying combat power, he had still felt despair before Di Tian.
"Forget that for now." Poison Douluo suddenly spoke. "I just want to know who exactly you are, kid. Why were you targeted by those terrifying beings?"
Dugu Bo stared intently at Lin Ya before him, as though he wanted to see right through him.
Prince Xue Xing, meanwhile, kept Lin Ya behind him protectively. It was not that he thought Dugu Bo would attack Lin Ya; he was simply afraid of frightening the child.
But Lin Ya showed no fear. He stepped out from behind Prince Xue Xing, walked over to the severely wounded, dying Chen Xin, and said:
"Sect Master Ning, let me handle it."
"You?" Ning Fengzhi frowned at Lin Ya.
To be honest, he did not like this young man very much.
After all, Chen Xin had been injured because of him. Yet the elegance ingrained in his bones still allowed him to speak as calmly as possible. "Young man, are you a healing-type soul master? Even if you are, Uncle Sword's injuries are extremely serious. He may even be left with hidden injuries. Even so, can you do it?"
"I think I can give it a try," Lin Ya said.
He said nothing else, because he knew actions spoke louder than words. With a thought, he released his Outcast Martial Soul.
Buzzz!
Purple! Purple! Black!
Three soul rings appeared directly beneath Lin Ya's feet!
Although everyone present was either a Titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent or the master of a great sect, they still froze at the sight of such an abnormal soul ring configuration.
Even Prince Xue Xing was no exception.
Wait, hadn't Xiaoya only been apart from me for one day? How had he suddenly become a three-ring Soul Elder?!
And why was your third soul ring already a ten-thousand-year soul ring?! No matter how effective that Whale Rubber was, it couldn't possibly be this effective!
"How is that possible?! How can your soul rings have such a configuration?!" Yu Yuanzhen grabbed Lin Ya by the shoulder.
Lin Ya merely said, "We can discuss that later. For now, let me treat Sword Douluo first."
Hearing Lin Ya's words, the others silently moved aside and let him try.
That was the power of perception. Lin Ya's highest soul ring was only ten thousand years old, something a Soul King could possess, and a Soul King was nothing in these people's eyes.
Yet Lin Ya's soul ring configuration gave them the feeling that perhaps this young man truly could create a miracle.
Lin Ya said nothing. He merely raised his hands, and red light continuously flashed across them.
Lin Ya placed his hands on Sword Douluo's body. Every place his hands passed over, one wound on Sword Douluo's body vanished.
In just a few minutes, the countless wounds that had covered him disappeared completely. The bone-deep gashes became smooth as new, and even the dead flesh scorched by dragon breath became soft and flawless. Lin Ya even casually repaired his damaged clothes using Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.
Everyone!!!
"Th-this... is this something a third soul skill can do? No! Even a healing-type fifth soul skill doesn't have this kind of effect!" Dugu Bo cried out in shock.
What he said was also what everyone else present wanted to say.
Prince Xue Xing, on the other hand, remained rather calm.
"Hehe, I won't need to call the imperial physicians whenever I get sick in the future."
Just then, Sword Douluo Chen Xin slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at his completely unharmed body, his face was filled with confusion.
Hadn't I just fought a Rank 99 Limit Douluo? Did I come through it without a scratch?
Since when was I this strong?
And as they looked at the bewildered Sword Douluo Chen Xin, everyone present could not help but feel the same thought arise in their hearts.
Could this kid... be the God of Healing descended upon the world?!
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