Preparing to Fight Twelve Alone in the Future
When they heard the phrase "Million-Year Soul Ring," the people outside the Heavenly Screen were in an uproar, especially those from the first era of Douluo I. For them, even 100,000-year Soul Ring was a legend, let alone a million-year one.
Beyond the Heavenly Screen, during the era of Douluo I.
In the Star Luo Empire Imperial Palace, the old emperor sat on his dragon throne, listening to the five words uttered from the Heavenly Screen. His throat bobbed, and he could hardly believe it.
"A million years? What does that even mean? There are actually Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in this world? Can any human possibly defeat them?"
None of the ministers in the hall dared to speak. Even the top Soul Master of the two major vassal states of Qin and Jin under the jurisdiction of the Star Luo Empire could not obtain a 100,000-year Soul Ring.
In the history of the Douluo Continent, there are only a handful of people who possess 100,000-year Soul Ring.
What does Million-Year Soul Ring even mean? It's no longer just Soul Ring.
"Your Majesty," an old minister spoke, his heart pounding with anxiety, "Is this something His Highness still desires? We truly cannot defeat them; we cannot even defeat Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast." His voice was dry as he continued, "Is this perhaps an exaggeration from the Heavenly Screen?"
"Exaggeration!" Star Luo Emperor pointed at the Heavenly Screen: "What's so exaggerated about it? Haven't we all heard about 700,000-year-old Soul Beast? Why can't Million-Year Soul Ring be possible?"
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Bibi Dong heard these words. Her expression didn't change, but she tightened her grip on the scepter. She had seen Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and possessed more than one 100,000-year Soul Ring.
But a million years? She couldn't even imagine that.
Unexpectedly, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King in the sea was actually a Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
"A million years!" she murmured, her tone complex, but she knew very well that at sea, she was no match for the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
I wonder if we could try the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, since even non -Soul Master can absorb it.
Qian Daoliu didn't react much to these words, but the Million-Year Soul Ring did pique his curiosity, wondering what the difference was between it and 100,000-year Soul Ring.
Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...
Ning Fengzhi sat in the Parliament hall, the cup of tea in his hand already cold, untouched. Hearing about the Million-Year Soul Ring, he knew he had no chance of absorbing it unless he reached the ninth ring.
Only the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King in the ocean knew for the first time what color the Soul Ring he produced would drop.
These words were somewhat like hell to him.
In the Heavenly Screen, Sima Jinchi explained his Soul Skill, "My Ninth Soul Skill is to transform into the Dragon Slaying Saber."
"Want to give it a try?" Yin Hongye asked.
Sima Jinchi was taken aback, his eyes full of doubt. "Test what?"
"Since it's Divine Artifact, of course I'll test it out. I want to see just how big the gap is between my newly researched weapon and this Divine Artifact."
As Yin Hongye spoke, the experimental field was illuminated by a dazzling light.
Four kinds of sword intent, each carrying killing intent, burst forth simultaneously from four directions.
With a single sword intent, the ground shattered, the gale subsided, and the might of mountains descended from the void, seemingly capable of suppressing all spirits and annihilating the universe with a single fall.
The moment the second sword appeared, a wave of cold air surged forth, its chilling power devouring the soul. Boundless coldness surged forth, its countless sharp edges concealed within endless icy coldness, and anything that touched it would surely damage the soul.
The third sword exploded, igniting raging flames that spread like wildfire. Crimson light surged forth, weaving a web of fire that transformed into a boundless prison of tribulation. Anything that fell into this place could hardly escape.
The final sword strike, a fierce wind cleaving the sword, sent a thousand blades flying, an invisible sword intent traversing the void, its sharpness unmatched, capable of shattering countless defenses.
Four sword intents, four layers of killing intent, simultaneously locked onto Sima Jinchi in the center.
As a former Divine Artifact, Sima Jinchi naturally recognized that the materials used in these four swords were inferior to his own, but together they were no less formidable.
These swords were likely created from the remains of the four Dragon Kings.
If he wasn't mistaken, they should be the Water Dragon King, the Fire Dragon King, the Wind Dragon King, and the Earth Dragon King.
But one thing he could clearly sense was that Yin Hongye had mastered four swords, but had not completely integrated them into one. In other words, this was not a complete sword formation at all.
Yin Hongye stood still and gestured for him to enter. His hands were not clenched, but the four swords were already positioned at the four cardinal points, their blades shimmering with a strange light.
He understood that Yin Hongye was forcibly harmonizing the core stability attribute of these four swords. He couldn't comprehend this at all, initially thinking it was the Tiger Talisman, but then feeling it was somewhat lacking.
In short, learning from the patriarch of the Killing Dao sect remains an unattainable goal.
But we could destroy the Demon Plane and test the waters.
After all, even if the Great God Realm in the future Divine Realm don't help, Tang San still has at least two God King. It would be too tiring for him to fight two by himself.
In short, be prepared to take on twelve opponents at once.
After all, he had indeed offended Tang San; it was either Tang San's death or Tang San's demise.
Moreover, he knew very well that these four swords were only made of excellent materials, which did not mean that they were particularly powerful. Killing swords need to be fed with blood, and these four swords obviously did not, so they could not even be considered powerful now.
He said to Sima Jinchi, "Let me see just how powerful this Dragon Clan Ritual Blade really is."
Sima Jinchi a deep breath. He knew that this battle was unavoidable, and he wanted to take this opportunity to test his strength.
Golden light burst forth from his body, and nine Soul Ring appeared one after another. However, no one cared about the first eight Soul Ring; all eyes were on the ninth Soul Ring, a pure Golden Soul Ring.
"As you wish!" he roared, his body bursting with golden light, his figure twisting in the light and shadow, finally transforming into a battle blade, the very Dragon Clan Ritual Blade.
Dragon patterns Entanglement the blade, and the space trembled wherever the blade passed. An indescribable pressure burst forth from the blade, a suppression from the depths of one's bloodline, capable of absolutely suppressing almost all dragons.
But Yin Hongye felt nothing at all.
First of all, he is not a dragon.
Secondly, he had absolutely no respect for the Dragon God.
He even felt that the killing intent emanating from the blade was weak, unworthy of the Dragon Slaying Saber's prestigious name.
He secretly thought to himself: It's not as good as the Fire-Tip Spear!
This thing is even more effective at suppressing Dragon Clan.
He raised his hand, and four sword intents erupted simultaneously:
A towering mountain descended, sealing off any escape route and severing all hope of survival.
The next moment, an endless chill surged forth, a sinister wind that seemed to kill gods and strike straight at the soul.
A raging inferno quickly followed, spreading out a fiery domain that sealed off the heavens and earth.
In the end, countless sword shadows tore through the void, indestructible and capable of breaking all laws.
As the four swords were drawn simultaneously, the Dragon Slaying Saber let out a mournful cry, its light dimming inch by inch, its golden glow flickering like a candle flame before finally extinguishing and dissipating.
The powerful force was forcibly suppressed, and Sima Jinchi was once again forced to transform into human form, kneeling on one knee with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Watching the four swords slowly return to their places, he said, completely convinced, "I lost. Thank you for staying."
He had thought he could at least withstand one wave of attacks, since his true form possessed the Dragon God Dragon Slaying Saber. He never expected that he would be defeated after only one strike from his opponent.
We've lost completely.
Yin Hongye smiled, and the four swords behind him disappeared into the void. He said, "Thank you. I think I've found a loophole in my research."
After the battle, Mu Hongchen walked over, looked at Sima Jinchi, and asked in confusion, "I remember there were four Soul Skill in the legend of the Million-Year Soul Ring? Why did you only use one?"
Sima Jinchi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Do you think I can demonstrate a second Soul Skill?"
Qian Renxue spoke up at this moment, "Are you sure about the four Soul Skill?"
Yin Hongye smiled and said, "Of course, this Million-Year Soul Ring is Huo Yuhao's First Soul Ring."
But the reaction of those outside the Heavenly Screen was, "I understand now! Even someone who isn't Soul Master can absorb a million Soul Ring!"
There's a Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that's not very strong!