All-Spirits Abyss: The inheritance begins! Everyone's spirit rings... transformed!

Tang Hao pointed into the depths of the core forbidden zone.

"Head north, past the Silver Poplar Grove. There's a fissure sealed tight by the roots of ten-thousand-year spirit trees." His voice was still hoarse from Ring Detonation.

"The entrance is down there."

Su Chen committed the direction to memory.

"Is what Tang San needs in there too?"

"Fragments left behind by the Divine Realm." Tang Hao swallowed the last mouthful of medicine.

His soul power slowly recovered.

"When the Divine Realm descended upon the Douluo Continent, some fragments fell deep into the earth's veins."

"They can catalyze Tang San's twin martial souls—but deeper beneath those fragments should be the inheritance site you're looking for."

Su Chen asked no more questions.

As he turned to leave, Tang Hao called him back.

"Kid."

"Yes?"

"Those pills of yours are good." Tang Hao braced his hammer's handle against the ground and stood.

His tone was as casual as if he were discussing the weather.

"If the Holy Spirit Cult catches up, I can hold out for at least another half a day."

Half a day.

A level-97 Titled Douluo who had shattered six spirit rings measured his limits in "half a day."

Su Chen did not turn around.

But his steps paused for half a beat.

"Senior Tang, your wait won't be in vain."

At the end of the Silver Poplar Grove.

Dozens of ten-thousand-year spirit tree roots entwined the rift's entrance, leaving not a single gap.

They resembled an enormous wooden cage.

Fine, fluorescent veins flowed across the roots' surfaces.

Every vein emitted an aura that pulsed at the same frequency as Su Chen's martial soul.

Ye Linglong's crimson eyes flashed.

The Wisdom Skull hummed inside her head, deciphering the ancient runes on the roots.

"These runes..." A rare tremor entered