You used the immortal herb I left behind, and you still dare to be presumptuous in front of me. Bibi Dong, you are very interesting.

Ordinary soul masters knew this was some kind of powerful beast martial soul.

But no matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not think of any sect on the continent whose martial soul could be such a terrifying black dragon!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?

What a joke!

Before this black dragon, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon probably was not even worthy of carrying its shoes!

However, unlike the ordinary soul masters.

The six Titled Douluo elders turned pale with fright at the sight.

They knelt on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to say a word.

This pressure... it did not feel like a martial soul at all!!!

Could it be... a dragon?!

A real dragon!?

Not a martial soul, not a soul beast, but... a true dragon!

A hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form?

No!

Impossible!

After a hundred-thousand-year soul beast took human form, it would become human in appearance, and its strength would be greatly reduced.

But this black dragon...

Its dragon might alone crushed them so badly that they could barely breathe!

This was at least... an existence at the million-year level!

My heavens!

They had just... attacked a young man protected by a million-year true dragon?!

Was that not courting death!?

The elders looked at one another, each seeing deep fear and regret in the others' eyes.

If they had known Qin Zheng was this powerful, how could they have dared attack him?!

Now they were done for.

They had kicked an iron plate.

No, they had kicked an iron plate forged from ten-thousand-year dark iron!

"It's over... it's all over..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked ashen as he collapsed limply to the ground.

He could feel the black dragon's gaze sweeping over him from time to time.

That look...

It was like it was looking at a dish.

He had no doubt that if the black dragon wished it, it could swallow him in one bite, leaving not even bone fragments behind.

However.

Qin Zheng did not look at the elders kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

He did not even spare them a glance. Instead, he merely cast his gaze indifferently upon Bibi Dong, who was struggling to hold on below.

A faint trace of amusement flickered through his pitch-black eyes.

"You can actually withstand End's dragon might."

"Your rank ninety-nine soul power is not bad."

"The few immortal herbs I left in Spirit Hall a thousand years ago..."

"You used them, didn't you?"

His voice was calm and mild, yet it rang clearly throughout all of Spirit City.

The instant his words fell.

Bibi Dong's entire body suddenly stiffened!

For the first time, undisguised surprise appeared in those stunning eyes always filled with coldness and murderous intent.

She abruptly raised her head and stared fixedly at the black-robed youth in the sky, her pupils shrinking sharply.

How did he... know?!

Those herbs with extraordinary effects had been hidden in the deepest secret chamber of Spirit Hall. Other than the successive Popes, no one knew of them!

She herself had only accidentally discovered them while searching through countless ancient texts after inheriting the position of Pope, in order to resolve the flaws of her twin martial souls!

"Looks like you really did use them."

Qin Zheng chuckled softly at her stunned expression.

Two thousand years ago, he had found the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Unfortunately, many of the things inside had yet to mature and were of little use to him.

So after carefully selecting from them, he left behind a few immortal herbs capable of rapidly increasing soul power and stored them in Spirit Hall, in case a future Spirit Hall Pope failed to break through to the Title Douluo rank.

Who would have thought that none of the dozens of popes over the past two thousand years would use them? In the end, they benefited Bibi Dong, allowing her to become a Limit Douluo at this point in time.

A full four years earlier than in the original timeline!

"Using my immortal herbs, yet you still dare to act so arrogantly before me."

"I have to say, this generation's Spirit Hall Pope is quite interesting."

Qin Zheng paused, and a profound glint flashed through his pitch-black eyes.

"Still, it doesn't matter."

"Since reaching the Limit, I have yet to encounter an interesting opponent."

"Since you have reached Rank 99 now, let me see."

"Just how much of my strength a peerless Douluo of this era can make me use."

As his words fell—

Qin Zheng slowly raised his right foot.

One step.

He lightly stepped forward.

Bzzzz—!

The instant that step landed!

Nine dazzling soul rings abruptly rose beneath his feet!

Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Red! Red! Red! Red! Red!

Two purple, two black, five red!

The nine soul rings arranged themselves in sequence, slowly revolving beneath his feet as they radiated a terrifying pressure that made hearts tremble!

Boom—!!

The entire venue fell deathly silent!

Everyone froze where they stood.

Their eyes widened, mouths hanging open as they stared fixedly at those nine soul rings.

The expressions on their faces shifted from shock, to horror, and then... complete numbness.

Purple, purple, black, black, red, red, red, red, red...

The first two were hundred-year soul rings?

No!

No!

The first two were purple! They were thousand-year soul rings!

"Gasp—!!"

No one knew who it was, but someone sharply inhaled.

"Th-The first soul ring is a thousand-year one?!"

"The second soul ring is also a thousand-year one?!"

"The third and fourth are ten-thousand-year ones?!"

"Then those five after that... are hundred-thousand-year ones?!"

"F-Five hundred-thousand-year soul rings?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Screams, cries of shock, and sharp gasps...

They rose and fell across the plaza like a spreading tide.

Everyone had gone mad.

After living for so long, this was the first time they had ever seen such a terrifying soul ring configuration!

For an ordinary soul master, having a hundred-year soul ring as their first ring was already quite good.

A more talented one might manage a few hundred years.

But this youth...

His first soul ring was already a thousand-year one?!

And he even had five hundred-thousand-year soul rings after that?!

Was this even human?!

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Forget ordinary soul masters—even the six well-informed Titled Douluo elders stood frozen in shock, their minds utterly blank.

A hundred-thousand-year soul beast!

That was an existence standing at the very peak of the soul beast pyramid!

Every hundred-thousand-year soul beast was equivalent to a human Titled Douluo, perhaps even stronger!

Across the entire Douluo Continent, there were probably no more than ten hundred-thousand-year soul beasts in total!

Yet this youth... actually had five hundred-thousand-year soul rings?!

How was that possible?!

Just how had he done it?!

What had he done to possess such a terrifying soul ring configuration?!

"Five hundred-thousand-year soul rings..." Bibi Dong stood rooted to the spot, all color drained from her exquisite face as the hand gripping her scepter trembled slightly.

After living for so many years, this was the first time she had ever seen such a thing!

Forget five—even she herself only had one hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and she had needed to go through immense hardship to hunt it down!

Yet this youth... actually had five?!

The gap... was simply too great!

Just as Bibi Dong lost herself in shock.

High in the sky.

Qin Zheng slowly raised his right hand.

His long, fair palm gently clenched in the air.

"Second soul skill."

His calm voice, tinged with indifference, slowly rang out.

"Power of Heaven."

"Myriad Phenomena Realm."

"Lightning Strike."

Boom—!!

The instant his words fell!

Brilliant white lightning suddenly flashed around Qin Zheng's body!

Crackle! Crackle!

Piercing thunder abruptly exploded!

Countless white lightning serpents raced and leaped wildly around him, releasing explosive crackles that made hearts quiver!

Terrifying lightning might spread outward in every direction like a tidal wave!

Even the slightest remnant of that lightning's power made the scalps of the six Titled Douluo elders below go numb and their hairs stand on end!

What... what level of lightning-element soul skill was this?!

How could it be this terrifying?!

They had no doubt that if they were struck by that lightning even once, they would likely be reduced to ashes on the spot!