Where had he gone?
To open jars!
In an instant, Sword Douluo understood. "You got a treasure from a jar that let your soul ring grow to a hundred thousand years?"
Once he grasped the key to it all, Sword Douluo felt he had been tricked.
That old bastard Gu Rong had no honor. He had been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along. Damn it!
"Haha, congratulations, you got it right! Your reward is a proper beating from the school of hard knocks."
Laughing, Bone Douluo took a heavy step forward, and his ninth soul ring lit up.
The red light bursting from the soul ring was almost blinding.
When the light faded, his figure had vanished. In his place, an enormous White Bone Giant Dragon appeared on the battlefield.
Roar!
The Bone Dragon roared, and powerful waves of soul power swept out in all directions.
Sword Douluo's eyelids twitched at the sight. "So this is the amplification from a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring? It's far more than a mere notch above an eighty-thousand-year soul ring!"
"Forget using ninety percent of my strength. Even at full power, I probably couldn't break through his defenses in an instant."
Sword Douluo's heart thudded like a drum, but he had no more time to think.
The White Bone Giant Dragon that Bone Douluo had become was already upon him.
Sword Douluo raised his sword to meet him.
Boom, boom, boom!
The next moment, powerful waves of soul power erupted as the two plunged into battle.
In the distance, Ning Rongrong blinked her large eyes as hard as she could, but still could not make out Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Left with no other choice.
She turned toward Ning Fengzhi and asked curiously, "Dad, what treasure did Grandpa Bone