Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, secret chamber.
Jian Mu Douluo led Ling Bai into the secret chamber. The emerald green light covering his entire body slowly dispersed, revealing the true appearance of this Rank 98 Titled Douluo, the pillar of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
He was old—old to the marrow.
They said the older a person grew, the emptier they became. Jian Mu Douluo was so old that it was as though time had eaten away all his flesh and blood. Even his loose white robes could not conceal his paper-thin frame.
"Master..."
A flicker of pain passed through Ling Bai's eyes. He hurried forward to support Jian Mu Douluo, sending a stream of golden energy to rest against his pulse.
Jian Mu Douluo's life force had drained even more than when Ling Bai left the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect a year ago. It was an old wound left by his great battle against Body Douluo Du Busi. Like Dragon God Douluo Mu En's condition, it could not be healed; all he could do was wait slowly for death.
"It's nothing, nothing."
Jian Mu Douluo's aged face pulled into a faint smile as he tightly clasped Ling Bai's hand and led him to the sandalwood table.
The two sat facing each other. A layer of emerald green radiance enveloped the secret chamber, preventing anyone from eavesdropping. Then Jian Mu Douluo said, "Rank 54. Fifteen ranks of Soul Power in a single year... Did you use the Death Prison Spider Emperor's ultimate talent?"
"Yes."
Before Jian Mu Douluo, Ling Bai had nothing to hide.
"How many times?"
"Twice." Ling Bai answered frankly. "Both times were used on soul beasts. The first was during Shrek's freshman assessment mission. I was forced to fight the ten-thousand-year Snake Empress Medusa and