Spirit City, late at night.
Tang San was sitting on his bed, his eyes closed tightly, holding an extremely dark small hammer with an indescribable sense of power in his hand.
Clear Sky Hammer!
At this time, next to Clear Sky Hammer, a scarlet Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring slowly emerged.
Holding the handle of the hammer tightly, Tang San swung it forward with force.
Sa!
The sound of breaking wind sounded, and Clear Sky Hammer drew an afterimage in the air.
Then, several more hammers fell.
Sa! Sa! Sa!
The sound of the air being torn apart kept coming, and there was also a layer of red light above Clear Sky Hammer, which became more and more conspicuous, and there was even a faint sound of explosion.
First Soul Ring First in one hundred thousand years Soul Skill: Blood Cry!
Effect: The power of each attack increases by 20%.
At first glance, the effect of the first Soul Skill seems to be very average, but after actual testing, Tang San discovered how powerful this Soul Skill is.
First, it has no upper limit.
As long as the enemy does not die in the same battle, the power of Blood Cry can be infinitely superimposed.
Secondly, it can be used with Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
With a smile on his lips, Tang San then lowered his head and looked at Clear Sky Hammer. The lines on the hammer's body had turned dark red.
One Hundred Thousand Years First Soul Ring Second Soul Skill: Blood Patterns!
Effect: When you use Martial Soul to kill an enemy, you will draw blood. The stronger the enemy you kill, the darker the color of the blood lines, and the higher the effect of increasing attack power.
Current attack increase: 10%.
This second Soul Skill is even more outrageous.
Blood Cry's effect is limited to one battle, but the effect of this blood pattern is permanent.
This is the first time I have seen the permanent gains Soul Skill and Tang San.
"As expected of God-Given Soul Ring."
After murmuring, Tang San raised his eyebrows and began to think.
After First God's Trial ended, he quickly received relevant information about Second God's Trial.
Asura's God's Trial is very simple and crude. Similar to First God's Trial, the content of Second God's Trial is very simple. Tang San is required to independently kill two Titled Douluo who join forces or two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who join forces.
Now, as long as he obtains Eighth Soul Ring, he can break through to the Soul Douluo realm. Coupled with his own terrifying strength, it is not impossible to fight against two Titled Douluo who join forces, but it will be more troublesome.
After all, it is rare for someone to show restraint like this in Slaughter City.
The most important thing is...
Tang San frowned slightly and began to think.
It seems that there are not many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and Titled Douluo that can be found in mainland China.
There are many Titled Douluo, but most of them belong to the Spirit Hall. He can't just kill his own people for any reason.
Others outside are either Lone Wolf or have some relationship with the Spirit Hall.
As for Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast...
Tang San raised his eyebrows and saw that it was time to go find Xiao Wu.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
Outside the door, a panicked voice immediately replied, "Tang San Your Highness...Great Enshrined said he wanted to see you for something."
After hearing this, Tang San raised his eyebrows, not too surprised.
Mighty Lion Douluo is dead, there must be an explanation for this matter.
Rather than being surprised that Qian Daoliu would come looking for him, it's better to be surprised that he came looking for him so late.
After cleaning up briefly, Tang San walked out of the door.
Worship Hall.
In the empty Main Hall, there is only one figure.
The figure was wearing a simple gray robe, with long black hair spread behind her head and neatly combed.
It is Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu slowly turned around and looked at Tang San. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, extremely handsome, but his face was extremely ugly at the moment, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.
Only at this moment will others realize that the legendary sky Douluo, level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, Spirit Hall Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, are already old men.
Qian Daoliu's appearance and strength made countless people ignore his aging.
Tang San looked at the lonely figure in the Main Hall, a little surprised.
"Just you?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes are calm.
"It's just me."
"Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, isn't one person enough?"
Tang San chuckled lightly and said, "Enough, why is it not enough?"
"Great Enshrined called me here today. If you have anything to do, you might as well just tell me."
Just seeing that Qian Daoliu was the only one here today, Tang San could vaguely sense Qian Daoliu's attitude, but he couldn't be too sure. After a few more conversations, it would probably be clear.
Qian Daoliu sighed and looked at Tang San, but what appeared in his eyes seemed to be another figure.
He pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down. Acting Pope Your Highness How dignified is it to stand and communicate with me?"
Hearing this, Tang San sat down calmly.
Seeing Tang San's unceremonious look, Qian Daoliu's face showed a smile for the first time and he also sat down.
"Hiss... As expected of a young man, you're welcome."
Qian Daoliu sighed and looked directly into Tang San's eyes.
"Do you know why I'm looking for you today?"
Tang San nodded and said, "I know, maybe it's because of Mighty Lion Douluo's death."
"What, what do you want to say?"
Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows, "You kid, I haven't asked you what you want to say, but you're asking about me instead."
"Spirit Hall's worshiper died like this for the first time, and he died in the hands of his own people. It can't be justified in any case."
"No matter what you think, the balance between the Worship Hall and Pontiff Hall has been broken."
"Maybe you, like some people, are very happy to see this scene, but now that the two empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empire are still there, do you really think it's time to detonate this bomb?"
Hearing this, Tang San replied without hesitation, "Of course I don't want to."
If there is a war with the two empires Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empire in the future, the offerings in the Worship Hall will not be labor-saving.
Although it is a bit annoying to say that they rely on their old age to sell their lives, they are really unambiguous when it comes to selling their lives.
"But the matter about Mighty Lion Douluo was not my original intention." Tang San looked at Qian Daoliu and said, "What's more, it was Mighty Lion Douluo who wanted to die. I just fulfilled his wish."
"He died for the Spirit Hall, and he died a worthy death."
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, with a wry smile on his face.
"I knew it..."
"It's a pity that the timing of your appearance was not very good."
"Do you know why people from the Worship Hall have objections to you?"
Seeing that Qian Daoliu pointed it out directly, Tang San was also a little surprised.
"Why?"
"Because of my identity?"
This sentence is a pun, referring to both his own Clear Sky Sect origin and Acting Pope's identity.
Qian Daoliu stood up, looked into the distance, seemed to be looking at a figure among the Pontiff Hall, and murmured.
"It's not because of this. Whether you are Clear Sky Sect or not, I don't care. The worshipers don't care. Spirit Hall doesn't care."
"The real problem is that you are still too young and Bibi Dong is not old yet!"