"Mil… million-year soul rings, these are all million-year soul rings!" An elder from the Spirit Hall subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air, snapping everyone out of their daze.
How is this possible!
For an ordinary person, even having the first two soul rings exceed a hundred years and reach a thousand years would already be incredibly shocking.
Apart from certain special methods and divine trials, it's simply impossible.
And now, what were they seeing?
From the first soul ring to the ninth soul ring—all of them were golden.
Even if you ruled out deliberate disguises meant to scare people, this was still completely outrageous!
Ning Rongrong was not a twin martial soul. Although the translucent sword-like weapon in her hand might be a divine artifact, it was definitely not her martial soul.
"How did you do it?"
Another Spirit Hall elder voiced the question that everyone was curious about.
"Hehe, this involves the secret arts of our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, just like your Angel Clan's Angel God Equipment, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's True Dragon Nine Crowns, and the Clear Sky Sect's Ring Explosion Profound Truth."
"As one of the former Upper Three Sects, isn't it quite normal to have some special methods?"
"This…" Ning Rongrong's words directly silenced everyone.
Especially the elders of the Spirit Hall—they had no idea what to say.
When someone says it's a sect secret, you can't just keep pressing, right?
Moreover, from their interactions with Ning Fengzhi these days, Ning Fengzhi had participated in battles against the Abyss, but he always played a support role. He never tore open his shirt to reveal eight-pack abs, held the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and charged straight in.
Perhaps the time hadn't come yet, or maybe this was simply the style of an auxiliary soul master.
"Truly terrifying!"
Qian Daoliu let out an emotional sigh, interrupting the little schemes brewing among the many elders and worshippers of his Spirit Hall.
"As expected of the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—every time I see her, she brings something new and refreshing."
If others didn't want to talk about it, then don't ask—especially when it involved secrets.
Besides, he had vaguely heard some things from Gu Yuena's side: Ning Rongrong's cultivation method was different from ordinary soul masters. She could change the color of her soul rings, and she might not even be considered an ordinary soul master at all.
However, no matter what the cultivation method was…
These nine million-year soul rings were truly unbelievable and shocking—perhaps the first of their kind throughout history.
Qian Daoliu thought of his own granddaughter.
"Little Xue only has one million-year soul ring."
No comparison at all!
No wonder when Qian Renxue spoke to her, she emphasized that no matter what, they must never become enemies with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Even if a conflict arose between the Star Dou Great Forest and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, in the worst case, they should at least remain neutral.
In other words, between the Silver Dragon King and Ning Rongrong…
The sense of danger Ning Rongrong gave Qian Renxue was actually the more terrifying one.
Speaking of which, his granddaughter Qian Renxue's million-year soul ring had been forcibly sacrificed by the Silver Dragon King and Di Tian after they tricked and intimidated Tianmeng Iceworm.
To prevent that big-mouthed, big-eyed Tianmeng Iceworm from blabbing everywhere, they had sealed him so he couldn't chatter like a regular spirit soul.
"My cultivation level, in terms of soul master ranks, has nine soul rings," Ning Rongrong began to explain. "Roughly equivalent to the peak of a Rank 99 Limit Douluo approaching godhood."
"Approaching godhood? I'm afraid it's more than that!" Qian Daoliu shook his head. "To be able to move freely in an energy clash on the level of gods, and even kill the Sickle Emperor and the Spirit Emperor—Limit Douluo cannot do such things."
"Even I, right now…" Qian Daoliu's voice trailed off toward the end.
Forget the Spirit Emperor and Sickle Emperor—Ning Rongrong not only had a way to open the Dragon Valley, she had also killed an Ancient Black Phoenix that had been suppressed to a certain degree.
That was unmistakably god-level. Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King, had told them this might be Ning Rongrong's special, temporary method of boosting her strength.
But no matter what method it was, it was still extremely terrifying.
Moreover, Ning Rongrong's current aura felt different from when she was in the Dragon Valley—very likely this was not a temporary state.
However, Qian Daoliu had not told anyone else: both sides were on the same rope…
Ahem—Little Xue was Ning Fengzhi's disciple. Even if you didn't give face to the monk, you should give face to the Buddha. No matter how outrageous Ning Rongrong was, could she really disregard all propriety?
Or was Ning Fengzhi just someone who lived off soft rice?
"The Sickle Emperor and Spirit Emperor are dead?"
Regardless of whatever twists and turns Qian Daoliu was thinking about, the words he spoke caused everyone present to tremble involuntarily.
Those were the Spirit Emperor and Sickle Emperor—two quasi-gods at the Limit Douluo level.
No, the Spirit Emperor might have even surpassed the quasi-god stage, with one foot already stepping into true godhood. He was extremely skilled at mental attacks. If Qian Daoliu had not activated the Angel God Equipment, he would not have been able to contend with him.
How terrifying was this!
"Let's head back first. This place is no longer safe," Ning Fengzhi interjected.
"Indeed."
Qian Daoliu nodded, glancing toward the depths of the Far North, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes.
Ning Rongrong also noticed this, but she did not ask further.
Thus, the group of Title Douluo returned to the border city of Tian Shui City.
After Ning Rongrong and the others left.
The five Abyss creatures once again appeared at the spot where the group had departed.
"Damn it, how are the natives of Douluo so strong? Even the Sickle Emperor and Spirit Emperor have fallen."
A grotesque-looking Abyss creature cursed as he spoke.
The aura emanating from this Abyss creature was actually at the quasi-god level—he was one of the five Abyss quasi-gods that the Spirit Emperor had just released.
"We were too careless. We never expected that, apart from Xue Di and those three who can use fusion skills, there would be such a terrifying monster. This completely exceeds normal boundaries."
Another Abyss creature clad in black robes spoke up.
"So what do we do now?" the grotesque-looking Abyss Lord asked in fury.
"Our straightforward push strategy can't proceed at all. Damn it—that green-haired woman, the poison she released can even affect the revival speed of our soldiers. At this rate, when will we ever break through the checkpoint at Tian Shui City?"
Although they could not unleash their full power, they were still quasi-gods—far stronger than ordinary demigods.
Previously, even with the true bodies of the Spirit Emperor and Sickle Emperor intervening, they still couldn't push forward.
The highest-end combat power of their Abyss's one hundred and eight layers couldn't even enter the enemy's doorstep.
And they still talked about devouring the plane.
If not for the fact that the location of that rift valley was connected to the Abyss node—the closer they got to it, the stronger the power the Holy Lord could release—perhaps the five of them would have been forcibly crushed by the other side long ago.
Although the enemy's high-end combat power was not as strong as theirs, that woman called Dugu Yan alone could match the fighting power of hundreds of thousands of Abyss creatures. What kind of poison was that?!
There were also things called soul tools, and there was someone named Qian Daoliu whose strength was roughly on par with the Spirit Emperor's, and whose soul level had also reached the Divine Origin realm.
"There's nothing we can do about it! Our true bodies—and even Lord Holy Lord—cannot pass through the passage to enter the Douluo plane for the time being."
Beside the hideous-looking Abyss Lord, another more honest-looking Abyss Lord spoke up. "Has there still been no news from the Wisdom Emperor?"
"Who knows? He said he would travel around the Douluo Continent for a while. Besides, that guy is always so mysterious. I don't want to talk to someone who treats me like an idiot."
After the five Abyss Lords exchanged a few words, they transformed into five streaks of black light and flew toward the location of Wind and Snow Valley.
Only by staying close to the Abyss plane could they be relatively safe. Even when Lord Holy Lord descended with a super-divine artifact, its power would only grow stronger the closer it was to the passage.
(End of chapter)