Jia Lin, Eight Hundred Thousand Years! Tenth Place: Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao? (Please Follow!)
Ten days later.
Above the Icefire Yin-Yang Eye, the winds and clouds changed color.
Two pillars of intertwined red and blue light shot into the sky, painting half the heavens blood-red and the other half ocean-blue.
Jia Lin sat cross-legged at the boundary between the springs. Her aura was utterly different from what it had been ten days ago.
Two phantom dragon markings, one red and one blue, faintly emerged around her body. They coiled around each other, merging as they radiated a heart-palpitating pressure.
"Buzz—!"
As the final wisp of origin power completely merged into her body, Jia Lin abruptly opened her eyes.
A red and a blue gleam flashed through her pupils.
The next second, tribulation clouds suddenly gathered in the heavens, shrouding the entire Sunset Forest in a dark mass.
The six-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation had arrived!
Jia Lin showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, she rose excitedly to her feet, raised her head toward the tribulation clouds, and curled her lips into a proud smile.
"Perfect timing!"
The Fire Dragon King's phantom shouted anxiously from the side:
"Girl, don't let your guard down!
The heavenly tribulation is no joke..."
Before he could finish, Jia Lin had already transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, plunging straight into the tribulation clouds.
Thunder roared, and the tribulation clouds churned.
Yet less than an incense stick's time later, the tribulation clouds exploded apart.
Jia Lin landed unharmed, her aura surging dramatically once more.
Immediately afterward, the tribulation clouds gathered again, denser than before.
The seven-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation!
This time, Jia Lin did not even fly up. She simply waved a hand, and a stream of red-and-blue dragon breath tore the tribulation clouds apart.
Half a day later, the eight-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation descended.
Jia Lin finally grew somewhat serious. She assumed the Fire Dragon King's true form and swallowed the tribulation lightning in a single gulp.
All three heavenly tribulations had been overcome in less than a day.
Eight hundred thousand years of cultivation, achieved!
Lan Yu stood with his hands behind his back and nodded faintly, satisfaction glinting in his eyes.
Jia Lin transformed back into a girl in a red dress and excitedly pounced over to hug Lan Yu's arm.
"Dad! Eight hundred thousand years!
I feel like I could punch Di Tian's expressionless face to pieces now!"
Lan Yu chuckled and patted her head.
"Don't get cocky. Divinity is what matters."
Jia Lin stuck out her tongue and finally reined herself in somewhat.
She turned toward the two dragon soul phantoms in midair, now exceedingly faint, and solemnly bowed.
"Thank you, Ancestors, for granting me divinity."
The Fire Dragon King and Water Dragon King exchanged a glance, both revealing gratified expressions.
The Fire Dragon King let out a long sigh, his voice carrying a trace of weakness.
"The divinity has already merged into your bloodline... If you become a god in the future, don't forget that you are a member of the Dragon Clan."
The Water Dragon King also nodded faintly, his tone desolate.
"What a pity... This remnant soul of mine probably cannot last much longer."
As his words fell, both phantoms flickered violently, as though they could dissipate at any moment.
Lan Yu glanced at them and said blandly:
"What's the rush?"
He raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.
The next moment, an incomparably dense, terrifyingly potent life aura erupted from his palm!
That life force was lush green, as though it contained the source of all vitality in the world.
Even the withered grass around the Icefire Yin-Yang Eye instantly sprouted tender green shoots.
The immortal herbs and top-grade medicinal plants around the Icefire Yin-Yang Eye trembled as well.
In an instant, their years of growth rose sharply!
The two dragon soul phantoms shuddered, their dragon eyes widening in disbelief.
"This is... the Life Law?!"
The Water Dragon King cried out, his voice trembling.
"How is that possible?!
You haven't become a god yet. How can you wield the power of laws?!"
The Fire Dragon King also sucked in a cold breath. Staring fixedly at that emerald life light, he muttered:
"No... It isn't just the Life Law...
The purity of this aura is even more terrifying than that old hag, the Goddess of Life!"
Lan Yu offered no explanation. With a casual wave, that life force transformed into two gentle green rays that entered the two dragon souls.
The next second, the phantoms, which had been so dim they were nearly transparent, began to solidify and recover at a visible speed!
In just a few breaths, the two dragon souls had recovered to how they were before the inheritance, perhaps even slightly stronger!
The Fire Dragon King and Water Dragon King stared at each other, their eyes filled with shock.
"Th-this... How is this possible?!"
The Water Dragon King's voice went shrill.
"You are a mortal body from the lower realm, not even a god, yet you possess a Life Law purer than the Goddess of Life's?!"
The Fire Dragon King muttered as well:
"And the Space Law you displayed before...
It was even more terrifying than the God of Space's...
You could not possibly have cultivated for only twenty thousand years!
Just how many tens of thousands of years have you cultivated for?
What kind of monster are you?"
Lan Yu merely smiled and did not answer.
Lan Yu said calmly:
"I have fulfilled what I promised you.
This wisp of your True Spirit will be enough to last another several tens of thousands of years.
Once I break through the God Realm, I will naturally reshape dragon bodies for you."
The two Dragon Kings exchanged a glance and fell silent for a long while.
In the end, the Fire Dragon King lowered his head first, his phantom bowing slightly.
"Human... No, Lord Lan Yu, my Fire Dragon Clan owes you a life."
The Water Dragon King also sighed, his tone complicated.
"So does my Water Dragon Clan.
If there is ever a need for us, just give the word."
Lan Yu waved a hand, about to say something.
Suddenly—
Above the heavens, the golden Ranking Screen that had remained silent for ten entire days began to shake violently once more.
Dazzling golden light poured down across the sky, accompanied by vast, resonant chants of the Great Dao. Lines of ancient words slowly emerged.
"Ten days have passed."
"The ranking begins."
"Douluo Continent's Ten Peak Soul Masters:
Tenth place, revealed!"
In an instant, the eyes of the entire continent focused on the sky once more.
Sea God Island.
Bo Saixi stood before the Sea God Temple, gazing up at the Ranking Screen. A trace of nervousness and anticipation flashed through her eyes.
During the ten days Lan Yu had spent in Sunset Forest, she had been constantly worried, afraid that something might happen to this ancestral lord.
Now that the ranking had finally begun, she wanted to see exactly who these so-called ten peak Soul Masters were.
Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Residence.
Qian Renxue stood before the window, her brows slightly furrowed and her expression grave.
"It's finally begun... Who will be in tenth place?"
Wuhun Hall, Consecration Hall.
Qian Daoliu's aged face was taut as he stared fixedly at the Ranking Screen, his hands trembling faintly.
"The ten peaks... Whether this old man can make the list depends on this!"
Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang pushed up his glasses, his eyes burning with fervor.
"Tenth place... Let me see what sort of powerhouse qualifies for the list!"
Golden light gathered, thunder boomed through the heavens, and enormous golden words tore through the clouds:
"Tenth Place: Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao."
"Identity: Younger brother of the Clear Sky Sect's Sect Master; Slaughter God of Slaughter City."
"Evaluation: One hammer decides the realm, invincible among those of the same rank.
Having only just entered the Titled Douluo realm, he once severely wounded the Wuhun Hall's Pope and two peak Douluo. His achievements are illustrious, and his force is unmatched."
Within Sunset Forest.
Jia Lin looked at the Ranking Screen, curled her lips, and muttered disdainfully:
"Only tenth place?
Dad, this human sounds impressive, but he doesn't seem as strong as one of my fingers."
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