Qian Chen's Cultivation Exposed! Qian Renxue's Shock!

Dugu Bo took a step forward.

Dark green Soul Power surged into the sky.

The air outside the auction house swiftly grew heavy.

Pedestrians on both sides of the street turned pale and hurriedly retreated into the distance.

Shui Yue'er stepped in front of Shui Bing'er.

She stared at Dugu Bo, her pretty face full of anger.

"Dugu Yan was clearly the one who attacked first."

"She couldn't defeat Qian Chen, so Poison Douluo personally stepped in."

"What kind of skill is it for a Titled Douluo to bully a young man?"

Xue Wu and Yu Hairou stepped forward as well.

Soul Power rose from their bodies one after another.

They knew they were no match for Dugu Bo, yet none of them retreated.

Dugu Yan stood behind her grandfather.

She covered the spot Qian Chen had slapped earlier, her cheeks still flushed.

Hearing Shui Yue'er's words, she slightly raised her chin.

"The world of soul masters has always respected the strong."

"When the weak are bullied by the strong, they can only blame themselves for being too weak."

"Qian Chen dared humiliate me in public, so he should bear the consequences."

Shui Bing'er's gaze darkened.

"Six years ago, when your Imperial Fighting Team lost to Qian Chen, you didn't say that."

Dugu Yan's expression stiffened.

That crushing defeat had always been a thorn in her heart.

The entire Imperial Fighting Team had joined forces, yet they could not withstand a single soul skill from Qian Chen.

Now, six years had passed.

She refused to believe that the gap between her and Qian Chen was still as vast as it had been back then.

"Now is different."

"If he's strong enough, naturally he won't be afraid of my grandfather."

Dugu Bo did not stop their argument.

The pressure of a Titled Douluo gradually spread outward.

Shui Bing'er and the others immediately found it hard to breathe.

Xue Qinghe took half a step forward.

Golden Soul Power was already flowing beneath her sleeve.

Qian Chen was someone she had brought here.

No matter what, she could not let Dugu Bo hurt Qian Chen.

Ice Empress also uncrossed her arms.

Her jade-green eyes settled on Dugu Bo.

A layer of dark green frost slowly spread from beneath her feet.

Dugu Bo sensed that aura, and his gaze immediately shifted to Ice Empress.

He was actually unable to see through this woman's cultivation.

Qian Chen raised a hand, blocking Ice Empress.

"Bing'er Sister, let me handle this."

Ice Empress turned her head to look at him.

"He is a Titled Douluo."

"I know."

Qian Chen walked to her side.

"After three years of seclusion, I haven't truly fought a Titled Douluo yet."

"This is the perfect chance to test my current strength."

Ice Empress stared at him for a moment.

Dugu Bo's poison was troublesome, but it was not enough to truly threaten Qian Chen.

"Then be careful."

"If you can't beat him, call for me."

Ice Empress withdrew her Soul Power and stepped back beside Shui Bing'er.

Yet Xue Qinghe did not immediately move aside.

She reached out and gripped Qian Chen's wrist.

"There is no need to force yourself."

"As long as I am here, Dugu Bo cannot touch you."

Qian Chen looked at her.

"Brother Xue, don't worry."

"He can't hurt me."

Xue Qinghe held his gaze for a moment before finally releasing her fingers.

She stepped aside, though her golden eyes remained fixed on Qian Chen.

Dugu Bo watched everything unfold.

He snorted coldly.

"Since you insist on courting death, this old man will grant your wish."

Qian Chen stepped forward.

The Soul Power he had suppressed for years was completely released at this moment.

Boom!

A white shockwave swept out from beneath his feet.

Level sixty.

Level seventy.

Level eighty!

Vast Soul Power shot into the heavens.

The stone steps outside the auction house froze one after another.

White frost rapidly spread along both sides of the street, covering a hundred-meter radius in the blink of an eye.

Shui Bing'er stood frozen in place.

"Level eighty..."

She had never once slacked off in her cultivation over the years.

Reaching level forty-five had already made her Skywater Academy's most outstanding genius.

Yet Qian Chen's Soul Power had already reached level eighty.

He had yet to obtain his eighth Soul Ring.

But this realm had long surpassed the Soul Sage level. He was only one final step away from becoming a true Soul Douluo.

Shui Yue'er's eyes widened.

"Level eighty?"

"Qian Chen secluded himself for three years and improved this much?"

Xue Wu and the others looked at the white figure ahead, their eyes filled with admiration.

There was no second person like him in the entire Douluo Continent.

Xue Qinghe had likewise lost her usual composure.

She currently possessed only level fifty Soul Power.

With the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, such cultivation speed was already astonishing.

Yet Qian Chen was a full thirty levels above her.

What exactly had he experienced over these six years?

And how had he cultivated to level eighty?

As Xue Qinghe watched Qian Chen's back, she grew increasingly curious about his origins.

The smugness on Dugu Yan's face completely vanished.

She took half a step back, her lips parting slightly.

"Level eighty..."

She had once been proud of her cultivation speed.

But before Qian Chen, this bit of cultivation was nothing at all.

The gap from six years ago had not narrowed.

Instead, it had grown so vast that she could no longer see any hope of catching up.

Dugu Bo's expression also turned grave.

Level eighty Soul Power.

Even Spirit Hall might not be able to raise such a monster.

Dugu Bo raised his right hand.

"No wonder you dared fight this old man."

"Since that is the case, this old man will no longer hold back."

A massive Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor rose behind him.

Its body coiled above the auction house, its jade-green scales gleaming with an eerie light.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine Soul Rings appeared in sequence.

The aura of a Titled Douluo erupted in full.

Boom!

The stone slabs of the ground sank inward.

Windows on both sides of the road shattered one after another.

Other than Ice Empress, everyone present had their breathing seize.

Shui Yue'er's face turned pale, and she could only rely on Shui Bing'er to support her body.

Xue Wu and the others retreated repeatedly, only stopping when their backs pressed against the auction house wall.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul within Xue Qinghe's body began operating on its own.

A faint golden radiance covered her body, allowing her to steady herself again.

Dugu Yan hid behind her grandfather and was unaffected by the pressure.

Seeing Qian Chen standing still, she regained a measure of confidence.

"So what if you're level eighty?"

"My grandfather is a Titled Douluo."

"It's not too late for you to admit defeat now."

Qian Chen did not look at her.

The pressure of a Titled Douluo descended upon him, but rather than forcing him back, it made the Dragon God Bloodline within him boil rapidly.

Golden and jade-green light intertwined deep within his flesh and blood.

Intense battle intent rose in Qian Chen's eyes.

He raised his hand.

His first Soul Ring slowly emerged.

Purple!

Immediately afterward, his second Soul Ring rose.

It was purple as well!

"A thousand-year first Soul Ring?"

Shui Bing'er's eyes were full of shock.

There had always been clear limits on the age of Soul Rings that soul masters could withstand.

The first Soul Ring could normally only absorb a hundred-year Soul Ring.

Yet Qian Chen had broken that limit starting from his very first Soul Ring.

His third Soul Ring appeared next.

Black.

His fourth Soul Ring was equally black as ink.

The fifth.

The sixth.

Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings revolved around Qian Chen.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

The entire long street fell completely silent.

Shui Yue'er watched so intently that she forgot to breathe.

"The first two Soul Rings are thousand-year ones."

"The following four are all Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings."

"How did he do it?"

Six Soul Rings were reflected in Xue Qinghe's golden eyes.

Not even the cultivation tomes treasured by Spirit Hall had recorded such a Soul Ring configuration.