Qian Daoliu had already begun to plan how to design Gu Sheng's future cultivation path.
However, what happened next completely overturned his understanding as a level 99 peerless Douluo.
Below, Gu Sheng's soul power, which had just reached level 20, surged like a burst dam, boiling over instantly!
This power was like a key, unlocking an ancient shackle within him!
"Buzz—"
Behind Gu Sheng, the phantom of Saint Spectrum Ni, which stretched across the heavens and earth, reappeared.
At this moment, the seven sacred halos surrounding the divine body began to rotate wildly in reverse!
The outermost halo of light, after reaching a certain limit, exploded with a "crack"!
Billions of radiant crystal fragments, dreamlike yet possessing a sharpness that pierces through everything, instantly vanished into the void.
At the same time, the billions of drooping tendrils of light of the Puni phantom suddenly became illusory and transparent, as if it no longer existed in this spacetime dimension.
Ignoring the distance in space, they pierced through the clouds hundreds of miles away and entangled a golden thunder dragon that was roaring in the clouds!
That thunder dragon was a byproduct of the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, containing violent lightning power.
"hold head high--!"
The Thunder Dragon let out a mournful cry. Its massive body, entangled by those illusory tentacles, was disintegrated inch by inch by an incomprehensible "void" power, and then instantly reassembled!
In the end, it transformed into two incredibly profound light energy seals, which floated in the air.
An even more terrifying aura than before surged into the sky from Gu Sheng!
The two light energy runes slowly drifted down and eventually landed at Gu Sheng's feet, transforming into two soul rings.
One lap, two laps.
The color was as black as ink!
Two magnificent poetic chants, transcending the river of time and space, are imprinted deep in the souls of everyone present:
"His eyes hold a vast galaxy, his fingers trace the passage of a thousand years!"
"With a flick of the finger, three thousand worlds are shattered; looking back, flowers bloom throughout the universe!"
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.
All the elders, including Qian Daoliu, were dumbfounded, their minds blank.
"A ten-thousand-year soul ring?"
"two?!"
"This...this is a spirit ring that I generated myself?!"
"The first and second spirit rings are both ten thousand years? How is that possible?!"
Qian Daoliu stared intently at the two deep black halos beneath Gu Sheng's feet, feeling as if his heart was about to stop beating.
He had lived for over a hundred years and had never heard of anything so outrageous!
This has completely exceeded the scope of the Soul Master system!
Gu Sheng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the new power within his body.
Saint Spectrum's first seal—Void.
This power granted him two abilities.
The divine light possesses the ultimate power of purification and healing.
The void allows him to briefly tear through space, evading all non-targeting attacks.
Just then, two stunningly beautiful figures tore through the sky and descended onto the training ground almost simultaneously.
It was Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue who arrived late.
Bibi Dong, dressed in a purple dress, possessed a voluptuous figure. Her mature charm and papal majesty blended perfectly, exuding a fatal allure.
Qian Renxue wore a white dress that was even whiter than snow, exuding a pure and noble aura. Her long, straight, beautiful legs were faintly visible beneath the hem of her dress, and her perfectly proportioned figure was enough to drive any man crazy.
At this moment, the faces of these two most beautiful women on the continent were filled with undisguised shock.
Their eyes were fixed on Gu Sheng.
No, more accurately, it was locked onto the two dazzling black halos beneath his feet!
"Two...ten-thousand-year spirit rings?"
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, a storm raging in her usually cold purple eyes.
"Gu Sheng!"
Qian Renxue had already rushed to Gu Sheng's side, her beautiful eyes scanning him up and down, her voice trembling slightly.
Her beautiful face was etched with worry and lingering fear.
"Are you alright? Are you okay? There was such a loud noise just now..."
"I'm fine."
Seeing her anxious expression, Gu Sheng felt a warmth in his heart. He gently smoothed her wind-blown blonde hair and said softly:
"Look, I'm perfectly fine."
Only after confirming that Gu Shengzhen was safe and sound did Qian Renxue finally breathe a long sigh of relief, her heart finally at ease.
"quiet!"
Qian Daoliu's authoritative voice rang out, pulling everyone back to their senses.
His sharp gaze swept over everyone present, including Bibi Dong.
"Today's events are classified as top secret by the Spirit Hall!"
"Anyone who dares to divulge even a single word to the outside world..."
He paused, his voice icy and chilling.
"Kill them without mercy!"
"Everyone, disperse!"
With a wave of his hand, Qian Daoliu dismissed all the elders and deacons, leaving only the four of them in the vast training ground.
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The surroundings became quiet.
Gu Sheng's gaze finally fell on Qian Renxue's still swollen cheeks.
His gentleness vanished instantly, and his gaze gradually turned cold.
It was a calm, yet chilling coldness.
He reached out, wanting to touch the fingerprint, but Qian Renxue subconsciously turned her head away.
"She hit you?"
Gu Sheng's voice was soft, but it carried a suppressed anger.
Qian Renxue did not answer, but bit her lip, her eyes somewhat evasive.
This was undoubtedly pre-planned.
"very good."
Gu Sheng withdrew his hand, slowly turned around, and stared directly at the peerless and aloof Pope not far away.
"I'm going to confront her."
As he spoke, he began to take a step.
"Gu Sheng, no!"
Qian Renxue was shocked and quickly hugged his waist from behind, pressing her cheek tightly against his back.
Her curvaceous body trembled slightly, and her voice carried a hint of pleading.
"Please don't go, I'm begging you... I don't want you all to go..."
Gu Sheng stopped in his tracks, his heart churning with anger.
He knew how much hardship Qian Renxue had endured over the years.
Lacking maternal love from a young age, she was raised like a tool and infiltrated the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace alone, with no one she could trust.
Now, having finally returned to Wuhun City, they still have to endure this kind of treatment!
He couldn't swallow this insult!
"Let go, Xue'er."
"I won't let go!"
Qian Renxue hugged him even tighter. She tilted her head back, used all her strength, stood on tiptoe, and clumsily pressed her lips to Gu Sheng's cheek.
A soft touch came over me, carrying a hint of a young girl's fragrance and warmth.
Gu Sheng's body stiffened.
"I'm really fine."
Qian Renxue said softly. She turned to Gu Sheng, took his hand, and placed it on her cheek.
"Look, it doesn't hurt at all anymore."
Seeing the pleading look in her eyes, Gu Sheng finally softened.
He took a deep breath, and a soft, holy light shone from his palm.
The light was warm and sacred, gently covering Qian Renxue's cheeks.
(End of chapter)