Oscar's Return

Gu Rong ignored the regret in Azure Luan Douluo's voice. He crazily burned the Soul Power within his body, pushing the power of his ninth soul skill to its absolute limit.

The Five Great Consecrators' assault did not slow in the slightest. From the force of the clash between both sides, they could even foresee Gu Rong's death.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Gu Rong's strength gave out, he suddenly felt an immensely powerful enhancement descend upon him, even stronger than Ning Fengzhi's boosts.

"Grandpa Bone, don't be afraid. We're here." A light, familiar voice sounded beside his ear.

What followed was an extreme chill. A figure in white appeared before Gu Rong, taking his place against the Five Great Consecrators of the Spirit Hall Empire.

Six red and three black—nine soul rings in total, including six hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

Ning Rongrong's Soul Power enhancement replenished Gu Rong's depleted reserves, restoring some color to his face. The one standing before him was none other than Oscar.

His second martial soul possessed only nine soul rings, but his cultivation had already successfully broken through level one hundred. His first martial soul had ten soul rings.

However, his first martial soul was a support-type martial soul and offered limited improvement in combat strength. It could not compare to the extreme ice of his second martial soul.

"Little Ao, Rongrong, you're back." Gu Rong was somewhat moved. Looking at Oscar's back, the immense pressure weighing on his heart immediately lifted.

Oscar's extreme ice attribute had the greatest effect on Light Plume Douluo. His martial soul possessed an ice attribute, and before Oscar's extreme ice, it was as though a subject had encountered his sovereign. That innate fear prevented his soul skills from reaching their full power.

"Sixth soul skill, Ice Snowfall!"

The terrifying extreme ice