Tang Feng looked at Tang Lie and said, "Grandpa, this Soul Ring is a great gift from your grandson. It's Soul Beast that I happened to encounter while training in the Star Dou Great Forest —a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit in human form. I went through a lot of trouble to capture it and bring it back to you as your Ninth Soul Ring!"
Tang Feng naturally wouldn't tell the truth, although upon closer examination, many suspicious points could be gleaned from Tang Feng words. For example, how did Tang Feng discover that Xiao Wu was a transformed Soul Beast? And how was he able to capture her without anyone noticing?
But everyone was so shocked that they forgot to think. Besides, if they could bring a set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone to the sect, who cared about this or that!
The gazes of the five Titled Douluo were all focused on Tang Lie, filled with envy, shock, and barely suppressed excitement.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring! That's a legendary existence. It can transform Soul Master, causing their strength to increase dramatically. It can be said to be the greatest treasure in the Soul Master World, without exception.
Although the Soft Bone Rabbit is not a strength-type Soul Beast, its Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast foundation means that for normal Soul Master, attribute compatibility is no longer a concern. If Tang Lie can successfully absorb this Soul Ring, the Clear Sky Sect will surely gain another Super Douluo in the future!
Tang Lie's heart trembled. He stared intently at the unconscious girl on the ground, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his breathing becoming heavy.
Tang Lie was well aware of the value of this Soul Ring. With it, he could not only become Titled Douluo, but also have a chance to break through to the Super Douluo realm above Level 95!
After struggling for a while, Tang Lie suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the palpitations that were almost devouring his reason, and turned to Tang Xiao, saying:
"Sect Master, this Soul Ring was brought by Feng'er. I, Tang Lie, cannot take away my grandson's opportunity. I request that the sect secretly raise her so that she may become Feng'er's Ninth Soul Ring in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao's gaze swept back and forth between Tang Feng and Tang Lie, unsure of what to do, appearing extremely troubled.
Tang Xiao pondered for a long time, then said helplessly, "This matter... it was indeed captured by Feng'er, so naturally it should be up to him to decide. Feng'er, you tell me, how should we handle this?"
He then turned his gaze to Tang Feng, his eyes filled with complex emotions. This child was only fifteen years old, yet he had resisted the temptation of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. His profound thoughts and composed character were something even he himself admired.
However, Tang Xiao knew that everything Tang Feng did was for the sake of the sect.
Tang Feng met the sect leader's gaze, then looked at his grandfather's expression, which was full of struggle and reluctance, and said in a steady voice:
"Sect Master, Grandfather, I know how precious Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring is, but I also know what the sect needs most right now."
Tang Feng looked intently at Tang Lie: "Grandpa, if you absorb this Soul Ring, our Clear Sky Sect will gain another Super Douluo, greatly increasing our overall strength, enough to deter the Spirit Hall. And I am still young, I have plenty of opportunities in the future."
Tang Feng paused, then continued, "Right now, the most important thing is the strength of our sect. The stronger the sect, the better it can protect us younger generation as we grow. Furthermore, our Clear Sky Sect can't be confined to these mountains forever. The stronger you are, the faster you can reopen the sect, and the more opportunities we younger generation can obtain!"
"Besides, I already have my own plans for my Soul Ring. Sect Master, gentlemen, I'm afraid I'll need your help then!"
Upon hearing this, Fifth Elder Tang Rui laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Good lad, you have ambition! I have high hopes for you!"
Tang Xiao nodded and said in a deep voice, " Feng'er is right, the sect's strength is paramount. Seventh Uncle, please accept this Soul Ring, don't let Feng'er's filial piety go to waste."
Tang Lie wanted to say something more, but the Second Elder, Tang Zhen, stepped forward and scolded with a laugh, "Seventh Brother, stop dawdling! Feng'er has already said so, what are you still refusing for? Hurry up, the brothers are waiting to see you advance to Titled Douluo!"
The other elders echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with envy and urging, as if the stone table held a plate of exquisite cuisine.
Tang Lie slowly raised his right hand, hovering it in mid-air, his arm trembling slightly with excitement.
He stared intently at Xiao Wu's face; her delicate features, even in her unconscious state, still radiated youthful vitality, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she were having a dream she didn't want to wake up from.
But this is Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, an opportunity that can allow a Soul Master to defy fate.
Tang Lie gritted his teeth, unleashed a burst of Soul Power from his palm, and brought it down on Xiao Wu's head.
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a barely audible soft sound, like something breaking.
Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly, her breath stopped abruptly, and her tightly closed eyes could no longer be opened.
A bewitching blood-red Soul Ring, like a blood moon rising from the depths of hell, slowly floated up. Wherever the light reached, the entire secret chamber was illuminated as if a sea of blood was churning.
Xiao Wu's body also began to fade, eventually transforming into a Soft Bone Rabbit the size of two palms, its pinkish-white fur appearing exceptionally poignant in the blood-red light.
"Bite!"
A crystal-clear, jade-like Soul Bone fell onto the table, radiating a soft pink glow. Mysterious patterns flowed across its surface, as if it were alive and gently pulsating.
That was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Left Leg Bone, a treasure so valuable that all the forces on the continent would fight over it.
Tang Lie picked up the Soul Bone with trembling hands, but didn't even glance at it. He shoved it into Tang Feng like a hot potato. "Grandpa will take the Soul Ring. But this Soul Bone, you absolutely cannot take it! You risked your life for it, keep it for yourself!"
Tang Feng wanted to refuse, but seeing his grandfather's resolute yet pleading eyes, his heart softened, and he could only put the Soul Bone into his storage ring.
The Second Elder patted Tang Lie on the shoulder and chuckled, "Alright, alright, you two are making it sound like a life-or-death situation! Hurry up and absorb the Soul Ring, we brothers will protect you!"
Tang Lie took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing.
The Second Elder patted Tang Feng on the shoulder, gave him a meaningful look, and turned to leave the secret chamber. "I'll go and give some instructions about sect affairs first. No one is allowed to approach the back mountain."
The stone gate slammed shut, and the remaining sect leaders and four elders sat cross-legged in a pentagonal formation. They were ostensibly there to protect the sect, but in reality, they were there more to observe and learn.
After all, none of the people here have ever witnessed the process of absorbing Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and even bystanders can benefit greatly.
Tang Lie sat cross-legged, summoned his Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and used his mind to draw upon the Soul Ring Soul Ring, beginning to absorb it.
The Soul Ring descended slowly above him, and in an instant, the energy of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast crashed into his internal organs like a monstrous wave!
Even with his powerful physique tempered by Whale Rubber and his formidable foundation of Level 90 Soul Power, he still let out a painful growl, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his bones cracking as if they were about to fall apart at any moment.
Tang Feng stood in the corner, watching all this with an excited expression. Although Xiao Wu had no grudge against me, she was willing to exchange her life for a Super Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, and for my future support. Tang Feng died a worthy death.
Moreover, even if she doesn't become my grandfather's Soul Ring, given her personality—she doesn't treat herself like an animal at all and loves to cause trouble everywhere—she'll inevitably become someone else's Soul Ring in the future. In that case, it's better to strike first and secure the prize.
Tang Feng closed his eyes, no longer looking at the cold, Soft Bone Rabbit corpse.
The energy of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring is exceptionally vast, and absorbing it is an extremely long process. A full twelve hours passed before Tang Lie finally completed the absorption of the Soul Ring with a long howl.
The moment Tang Lie stood up, nine Soul Ring swirled around his body like a nebula: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red! The last blood-red Soul Ring was as alluring as blood, radiating a chilling pressure. The birds and beasts in the entire forbidden area of the back mountain were all startled and scattered in all directions, and countless Soul Beast cried out in terror through the forest.
The six people standing by smiled broadly, but their eyes were filled with tears of joy.
"It's done!" Second Elder Tang Zhen was the first to rush forward, his voice trembling, "Seventh Brother, how do you feel? Is your Soul Power stable?"
Tang Lie took a deep breath, feeling the surging Soul Power within his body, his face filled with barely suppressed elation. " My Soul Power has reached the peak of Level 92! It's increased by more than two levels! And..."
He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking like thunder. "My whole body feels like it's been reborn. My meridians have expanded and become more resilient by more than 50%. I have a feeling that there will be no more bottlenecks before Level 95!"
Tang Feng, who was standing to the side, was shocked. That was the level two multi- Soul Power of Titled Douluo!
It's important to know that even advancing one level is extremely difficult for Titled Douluo, yet Grandpa leaped to the peak of Level 92 in one fell swoop. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring —truly terrifying!
"Give yourself a title!" the Second Elder then suggested.
Tang Lie remained silent for a moment, then looked up at the dome, as if he could see a figure through the thick stone wall.
He spoke slowly, his voice filled with reminiscence and resolve. "Let's call him... Blazing Sun Douluo. Consider it fulfilling the long-cherished wish that Sixth Brother couldn't achieve back then."
Sixth Brother, also known as Tang Yang, who perished in the great battle against the Spirit Hall, was Tang Lie's elder brother from the same mother. This title is both a commemoration and a promise.