Wang Nan no longer remembered how many times he had been swept off the arena, but at the same time, a feeling in his heart became increasingly clear.
Only when facing an unbeatable enemy would the pride and indomitable spirit deep within him gradually emerge.
Swept off the arena once again, Wang Nan let out a long breath, but he did not rush to recover his spirit power.
The Coiling Dragon Staff was back in his hand, and the Evil Breaking Dragon had already appeared beside him. A golden light illuminated his chest, flowing like blood through his veins and making his entire body glow with gold.
A blood-red light shone on his left leg. This was the second Spirit Ability of his left leg bone, Back to the Wall.
His second, fourth, and sixth spirit rings lit up simultaneously, and his will gradually merged with the Evil Breaking Dragon.
Gradually, Wang Nan's body ascended into mid-air. The rod strike from the figure on the seventh level seemed to replay, only this time, Wang Nan was the one wielding the rod.
His mental force, spirit power, and the energy and blood of his entire body—his essence, energy, and spirit—merged into one. The golden Coiling Dragon Staff in Wang Nan's hand suddenly grew larger. Behind him, a phantom exactly like him appeared, its hands tightly gripping the Coiling Dragon Staff and raising it high.
At this very moment, the world before Wang Nan's eyes seemed to change. Lines appeared, connecting heaven and earth. Those lines also seemed like a cage, trapping him within.
Wang Nan looked at the figure on the arena, yet it was as if he was also looking at the world. With a thought, he swung his hands violently. The golden Coiling Dragon Staff, like a force that split heaven and earth, descended from above toward that figure.
The surrounding space could barely withstand the might of this rod strike, continuously twisting and cracking. Pitch-black fissures appeared around the Coiling Dragon Staff.
The figure had already moved the moment Wang Nan swung his rod. The red dragon and its body merged into one, clearly having also activated its Martial Soul True Body.
The golden and red Coiling Dragon Staffs met in mid-air. The next instant, the figure shattered with a roar, transforming into two giant dragons—one blue and one red—that flew outwards.
The entire building where Wang Nan was, after tens of thousands of years, finally could not withstand this rod strike and collapsed with a crash.
Outside this building, Pan Huai and Pan Yang were looking at a door that had appeared out of thin air.
This door was entirely golden-yellow, with a pair of spread wings carved upon it.
"Grandpa, it's been over a month. Are we still waiting for him?"
"Wait." Pan Huai nodded. "Although our spirit is unworthy of our ancestors, the ancestral teachings left by our ancestors cannot be violated. We, Coiling Dragon Staff Spirit Masters, must never do anything perfidious. Since we made an agreement with him, we cannot go back on our word."
Pan Yang's eyes widened, and she nodded.
Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, the building behind them suddenly shook violently.
"Run!" Pan Huai shouted, pulling Pan Yang and running into the distance.
However, before they could run far, with a "rumble," the building behind them shattered like a clay pot dropped to the ground.
Two dragon shadows, one blue and one red, emerged from the ruins, circling in mid-air.
"Cough—"
The last rod strike had almost exhausted all of Wang Nan's spirit power. He had no time to leave, but fortunately, his body was strong enough, so even falling with the building did not cause him much harm.
"Are you alright?" Pan Yang ran over and helped him up from the ruins.
"I'm fine." Wang Nan said, looking up at the suddenly appearing golden door. "What is this thing?"
"It was already here when Grandpa and I came out. It might be the door to the outside."
Wang Nan nodded and asked no more. However, very quickly, something suddenly appeared in the ruins in front of him.
It was a Spirit Bone—a left arm bone.
Despite not knowing how long it had been stored here, the Spirit Bone still emitted a black, metallic luster. The surrounding light seemed to be attracted to it, slightly twisting.
Wang Nan had not seen it on the eighth level. Perhaps it was something stored on the ninth level, which simply fell out as the building collapsed.
Pan Huai walked forward and picked it up. His empty left hand clenched and then relaxed, but he still handed it to Wang Nan.
"We said before that we didn't want the things from above. You should keep this Spirit Bone."
Wang Nan glanced at Pan Huai, then released his hand from the storage spirit tool and took the Spirit Bone. The moment it entered his hand, Wang Nan felt a "heaviness" in his hand. It wasn't that its weight was heavier than other Spirit Bones, but rather, it gave him a "profound" feeling.
Wang Nan was naturally no stranger to Spirit Bones. A Spirit Bone that could give him such a feeling was certainly not an ordinary item. His spirit power was almost completely depleted at this time, yet Pan Huai was able to hand it to him, which made Wang Nan look at him with higher regard.
Seeing Wang Nan accept the Spirit Bone, Pan Huai continued, "Actually, our two ancestors also left behind several Spirit Bones, but after tens of thousands of years, those Spirit Bones have also gone missing."
Wang Nan nodded, looked around, and saw that apart from the newly appeared golden door, all the other buildings had been completely destroyed. Even if someone could come here in the future, there would be no more gains.
Thinking about it, if Pan Huai hadn't sought him out, Wang Nan might not have gained such insights here.
Wang Nan thought for a moment and then spoke to Pan Huai, "This was originally a place of enlightenment left by the ancestors of the Qian Family for their descendants, but it was destroyed because of me. How about this? I can give you all the insights I gained here. It should also help you awaken the Dragon Spirit in the future."
Pan Huai heard this and looked at Wang Nan with some excitement. For the Qian Family, this item was, in a sense, even more precious than a Spirit Bone. As long as someone in the family awakened the Dragon Spirit again in the future, they could have as many Spirit Bones as they wanted.
"Good, good." Pan Huai nodded repeatedly, then took out some things from his storage spirit tool. "These are the items from the lower levels before. They are all here."
Wang Nan waved his hand. It was just some gold coins and Spirit Beast materials, which were indeed not precious to him. "Let's divide them equally, as we discussed before."
A moment later, Wang Nan and Pan Huai divided the items. After recovering his spirit power, Wang Nan pushed open the golden door.
As before, behind this door was also a spatial passage.
The figures of Wang Nan and the two others left this place. In mid-air, the two dragon shadows, one blue and one red, continuously flew upwards until they disappeared into the Void Realm.
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"Who goes there?"
Just as Wang Nan was adapting to the surroundings, a sharp shout suddenly came from not far away.
Wang Nan looked around and found that this was not the cave they had entered, but a ruin.
Two people were looking in their direction, and one of them was the one who had just shouted.
Judging by their clothes, they seemed to be soldiers of the Star Luo Empire.