Even Without a Divine Seat, This Seat Is Still Invincible!

A domineering voice rang out, arrogant and brimming with murderous intent. Every word struck like thunder.

*???*

What on earth is going on in this life?

My cheap uncle treated me decently early on in my previous life, but that was all. No matter how I look at it, something this good should never fall into my lap!

Did he take the wrong medicine?

No. There's definitely a plot behind this!

Give me a taste of something sweet first, then strike once This Seat lets his guard down...

Hmph! What a petty trick.

They're nothing but fools, led around by the nose by that Tang San.

Tang San thinks he's a genius, but he's actually a fool himself, led around by the nose by a teacher who doesn't live up to his reputation.

What kind of scheme could people who fall for Tang San's tricks possibly devise?

And even if they use every underhanded trick in the book against This Seat, so what?

In the past, This Seat fought across the Divine Realm without equal. Why would he fear their schemes?

If a god stands in my way, I'll kill him. If a Buddha stands in my way, I'll strike him down. If heaven bars my path, I'll destroy heaven too!

Even without a divine seat, This Seat is still invincible!

If you have the nerve, come and test the edge of This Seat's sword!

But the price will be your lives.

Hearing these spectacularly over-the-top declarations, Ning Wen felt embarrassed enough to curl his toes.

After all this time, the Voice Pack had finally unleashed a big one just when he'd let his guard down.

Come on, that line sounds awfully familiar.

Especially the part about being invincible even without a divine seat!

If I remember right, the original was: Even if I must bear the heavenly abyss and hold up the Original Imperial City with one hand, I, An Lan, remain invincible!

Why not go all the way?

At the pinnacle of immortals, above all the world, where Ning Wen stands, there stands heaven!

Wait, don't put my name in it.

That makes me want to bash my head against a wall.

"Yes. Thank you, Uncle Ning!"

Ning Wen nodded firmly, his expression sincere.

He didn't believe a word the Voice Pack said.

Everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated him incredibly well.

Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone all cared for him sincerely and protected him in every way.

Not only had they traveled a great distance to help him hunt a Soul Ring, they had handed him a precious External Soul Bone without a second thought.

And you call that a plot?

Ning Wen didn't consider himself a good person, but he wasn't the sort to repay kindness with ingratitude.

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Chen Xin: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

The corners of all three men's mouths twitched.

This brat!

He looks deeply moved, but he's actually wondering what we're plotting.

He's too calculating!

And too good at acting!

Who did he inherit that talent from?!

As they recalled, Ning Tian, Ning Wen's father, was an especially honest man. How had he ended up with a son whose thoughts were so different from his face?

Ning Fengzhi was at a loss for words.

He felt utterly exhausted.

He couldn't understand why his nephew kept misunderstanding him at every turn!

At first, Ning Fengzhi had indeed considered keeping the External Soul Bone for his daughter, Ning Rongrong.

As an Auxiliary Soul Master, Ning Rongrong had no means of attack. The Darkgolden Terrorclaw would undoubtedly make up for that weakness.

But the Soul Bone and Soul Ring came from the same source. Only a Soul Master who absorbed the corresponding Soul Beast's Soul Ring could achieve a perfect fit with the Soul Bone.

Besides, there was no guarantee Ning Rongrong could absorb the External Soul Bone safely. If things went badly, her life could be at risk.

As for Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, none of them wanted it.

After all, the value of an External Soul Bone lay in its ability to grow. The earlier it was absorbed, the better.

At their level, absorbing an External Soul Bone would only waste a treasure. It might not even serve them as well as a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.

By any measure, Ning Wen was the best choice. Giving it to him could earn some goodwill too.

Yet in the boy's mind, the gesture had become a plot against him.

Ning Wen didn't refuse. He took the precious External Soul Bone and began absorbing it.

Under the influence of his Soul Power, the right palm bone seemed to melt into a pool of dark-golden liquid, slowly seeping into his right hand.

As soon as the absorption began, the immense energy he had felt earlier surged into his right hand again.

Compared with absorbing the Soul Ring, the power released by the Soul Bone was more overwhelming, more frenzied, and more violent!

In The Unrivaled Tang Clan, Xiao Xiao had absorbed the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's Soul Ring without much trouble, but the External Soul Bone, the Darkgolden Terrorclaw, had nearly ruined her hand.

That alone showed just how staggering the energy within this Soul Bone was.

Of course, that wasn't the main problem.

The real issue was the formidable power of the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's bloodline—the very thing Xiao Xiao couldn't withstand.

Fortunately, Ning Wen had someone backing him up. He didn't have to suffer in the slightest.

A flash of blood-red light appeared. The Asura God displayed his Divine Might once more, instantly suppressing the power within the right palm bone.

Perhaps it was his imagination, but Ning Wen sensed profound fear radiating from the crushed power of the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear's bloodline.

The Asura God was the Deity who had ultimately brought down the Dragon God. It seemed only natural for the bear's bloodline to fear him.

The sensation passed in a flash. The next moment, the pressure on Ning Wen eased dramatically, and absorbing the Soul Bone became effortless.

As the absorption progressed, his right palm turned completely dark gold.

A dark gold as deep as the endless void!

Time passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

Only then did Ning Wen slowly open his eyes.

He gently raised his right hand and willed it.

Hiss—

Five dark-golden claws, each three feet long, extended from his fingertips. Cold light gleamed along their edges, and a continuous hiss rose as their tips sliced through the air.

The next moment, he casually swept his hand forward.

Five dark-golden blades of light suddenly extended from the fingers of his right hand. Each was about a foot long, broad at the top and narrow at the bottom.

The five golden blades shot from his hand and instantly severed all the surrounding trees at the trunk.

"As expected of an External Soul Bone from a Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear!"

Ning Fengzhi praised it softly.

What's so impressive about that? No need to make such a fuss!

At that moment, the Voice Pack gave a disdainful snort.

If you saw what This Seat could do with a casual move at full strength, your jaws would hit the floor!

A speck of dust could fill the sea. A blade of grass could cut down the sun, moon, and stars. With a snap of my fingers, heaven and earth would turn upside down.

Ning Wen: "..."

You copied that whole line from Perfect World, didn't you?

Have you run out of material?

*...*

The Voice Pack fell silent for half a second.

This Seat owes you no explanation for how he conducts himself!

Ning Wen: "..."

Wow. You're really doubling down!

Looks like I hit the mark!

I knew you were full of it!