Bibi Dong's Shock!

Long Tian recalled his Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul.

The Myriad Thunder Soul-Fusing Seal remained inside Tang Hao's body, its Nine-Colored Thunder Runes clearly visible.

Bibi Dong turned to look at Long Tian.

"Your soul skill can restrain a Titled Douluo?"

"As long as it hits, it can leave behind a Thunder Seal."

"The Thunder Seal cannot be forcibly removed."

Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment.

"If you reach the Titled Douluo realm, the entire continent's way of fighting will change because of you."

Long Tian remained calm.

"I am only support."

Bibi Dong looked at him.

"But just now, you assisted me in directly suppressing the level ninety-five Clear Sky Douluo."

"Such support can no longer be measured by the standards of an ordinary Soul Master."

Ling Yuan came to Long Tian's side, her eyes full of satisfaction.

"Your Holiness, do you believe now that I did not misjudge him?"

Bibi Dong put away her scepter.

"I believe it."

She looked at Long Tian.

"From today onward, Spirit Hall will reassess the value of the Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul."

Long Tian did not respond.

The Nine-Colored Divine Light slowly faded behind him.

In the distance, Tang Hao had already left Spirit City with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Yet that Nine-Colored Thunder Seal still remained in Tang Hao's chest.

Every circulation of Soul Power reminded him of today's defeat.

Before Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong lowered her head and glanced at the ice armor that had already vanished, the shock still lingering in her eyes.

"Long Tian."

"Next time, I hope you can show me more."

Outside Spirit City.

Black Soul Power streaked through the forest.

Tang Hao gripped Tang San in one hand and carried Xiao Wu with the other, his steps never slowing in the slightest.

Four Nine-Colored