Chapter 183: The Generous Ning Fengzhi Meets Tang Yuehua Again
"Seventh Soul Skill, Spirit True Body."
Chen Xin's shadow rose behind the Seven Killing Sword, grasping the massive blade.
Gu Han, naturally, didn't dare to be careless and similarly activated his Spirit True Body, his aura suddenly surging.
"Orange Soul Ring!"
Chen Xin was startled. "What kind of soul ring is that?"
"This is a soul ring from the 700,000-year-old sacrifice of the Ice and Snow Maiden."
Gu Han only spoke halfway. After all, revealing the origins of his seventh soul ring wasn't a big deal. After all, if he dared to say it, others would have to be brave enough to find such a powerful soul beast.
Even if they found one, if you could get the other to sacrifice themselves, that would be your own skill.
Moreover, across the entire Douluo Continent, there were only a few beings of the Snow Empress's caliber, and those were from the Dark Side, a type that was virtually impossible to find.
"700,000 years!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin's movements froze in shock and disbelief.
"Too many soul beasts exist in the world with such a high level of cultivation!!"
In his opinion, a 100,000-year soul beast was already incredibly rare. A soul master with a 100,000-year soul ring was already a truly exceptional and powerful being, something to be envied.
And yet, this boy possessed not only a 100,000-year soul ring, but a 700,000-year one.
No wonder, with just eight soul rings, his strength rivaled that of a Level 95 Titled Douluo.
Gu Rong's expression was filled with shock. He was utterly astonished. In all his life, this was the first time he had heard of a soul beast reaching such a terrifying level of age.
After all, a soul beast reaching 100,000 years of cultivation was equivalent to a Level 95 Titled Douluo among human soul masters.
The Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape were examples of this, both incredibly formidable.
So what about a 700,000-year soul beast?
Gu Rong found it hard to imagine what a 700,000-year-old soul beast would look like at full power.
"Haha, alright, then let me see the power of a 700,000-year soul ring."
Chen Xin rose again, commanding him, the eighth soul ring at his feet illuminating.
"Seven Killings thunders rise, a single sword sunders the heavens!"
With this resounding cry, heaven and earth fell silent.
The next moment, thousands of feet above the heavens, countless Seven Killings swords, condensed from soul power, converged into a single, mighty sword that pierced the heavens.
The sword's light pierced through the heavens and earth, descending swiftly like thunder, unparalleled in its speed. There were no elaborate techniques, no complex transformations, simply the purest strike of the sword.
Gu Han watched the attack intently as the Snow Empress soul bone skill was activated.
"Ice and Snow Maiden torso skill."
"Emperor Sword: Unparalleled Ice!"
The Snow Empress's phantom materialized behind him, longsword in hand. In unison with Gu Han, they struck simultaneously, tearing through space from bottom to top, meeting the massive Seven Killings sword.
"BOOM!!!"
The two mighty forces collided, unleashing a terrifying aftermath that destroyed everything around them.
A large area of the forest transformed into a hue of glazed glass before being shattered by the terrifying aftermath.
Gu Rong was startled and quickly deployed his Spirit, shielding himself and Ning Fengzhi within it. Feeling the sharpness and chill emanating from his Spirit, Gu Rong couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of shock. While this small amount of damage wouldn't have harmed him, it was still unbelievable.
"Is this the effect of the spirit bones and spirit rings brought by a 700,000-year-old spirit beast? He can actually fight this cowardly man head-on. This guy is truly terrifying."
Gu Han's figure plummeted from the sky, his feet landing on the ground, plowing two long furrows.
"As expected of a Sword Douluo, at level ninety-seven, I'm still no match for my current self."
The Xuanshuang Sword in Gu Han's hand trembled, emitting a humming sound, and his blood and qi surged within him.
Gu Han closed his eyes and activated the nameless technique, quickly calming the somewhat chaotic blood and qi within him.
He thought to himself.
With his current strength, Gu Han was confident he could defeat a peak level 95 opponent, perhaps even defeat him.
However, against beings above level 96, he could only rely on holding them back. Defeating them would be difficult and would require a desperate fight. But Gu Han wasn't one for a fight.
After all, while there was only one level difference between level 95 and 96, the gap was a chasm, not easily bridged. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many Titled Douluo stuck at level 95 their entire lives.
From high above, Chen Xin slowly descended, closing his eyes slightly to calm the turbulent energy within him, and sighed.
"The 700,000-year-old spirit bone skill is truly powerful. It can actually counteract my eighth spirit skill."
Although Chen Xin had initially only used 60% of his strength, when he realized that 60% wasn't enough to suppress the opponent's Emperor Sword, he increased his strength again, increasing it to 70%, then 80%, and finally nearly 90%, bringing the power of both spirit skills to parity.
You have to remember, he's already level ninety-seven, just two levels away from the human limit of ninety-nine. His nearly 90% Spirit Power output would have to be treated with caution, even by beings of the same level.
Gu Han actually managed to catch this Spirit Bone skill, and judging by the fact that he was only slightly out of breath, he still had the strength to fight.
"Hahaha, brilliant, brilliant, truly brilliant!"
Cheers rang out. Ning Fengzhi, led over by Gu Rong, clapped loudly and cheered continuously.
"Brother Gu, you're worthy of being the leader of our generation."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with admiration, and he looked at Gu Han as if he were a treasure. If Gu Han weren't already the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, the designated successor, he would have been so greedy that he would have poached him.
He possessed two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, especially the seventh, which was seven hundred thousand years old. This was definitely Tang Chen's second best.
Extreme Douluo, how tempting, how desirable.
Qian Xunji truly had a lucky life, and the Spirit Hall truly had a lucky life.
Unable to bear Ning Fengzhi's scorching gaze, Gu Han coughed lightly and smiled modestly.
"Haha, Brother Fengzhi, you're too kind. I'm unworthy of leadership. You know, there are always people better than you. There are always better things."
"Well, let's not discuss this for now. Brother Gu, it's been ages since you've been to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. You'll definitely stay a few days this time."
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand. In his heart, Gu Han was unmatched among his generation. Even Tang Xiao and Tang Hao were far behind, no longer on the same level.
As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it wasn't that Ning Fengzhi looked down on them; it was simply that no one in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was truly worth mentioning.
Only Yu Qingtian could make a decent showing.
Talent was dwindling, and there was no one to succeed them. This was Ning Fengzhi's assessment of the current Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"So, I won't refuse your request."
Gu Han nodded slightly, and, guided by Ning Fengzhi and the others, he arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
On the way, Gu Han mentioned the purpose of his visit. Ning Fengzhi was incredibly generous, offering Gu Han free reign with a wave of his hand. He told him to take whatever metal he liked, no need to be polite.
Ning Fengzhi's hospitality made Gu Han a little embarrassed, so he only took a few pieces of top-quality rare metals and nothing more.
This was enough metal for Dongfang Lingyun to forge a large spear, and a sword as a secondary weapon.
However, as he and Ning Fengzhi arrived in the reception room, Gu Han spotted a familiar figure.
The figure noticed Gu Han, and a look of surprise crossed his face.
"Brother Gu, I didn't expect to see you here."
Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes sparkled with delight. She had come on behalf of her sect to discuss business with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Tang Xiao and Tang Chen hadn't come along, as they were training for the occasion. Tang Yuehua had only brought a few Soul Emperor disciples and some disciples from affiliated sects.
She had never imagined that the distinguished guest that Sect Leader Ning had gone out to meet, leaving her and the others behind, would be Gu Han.
"Haha, Miss Yuehua, what a coincidence,"
Gu Han forced out an awkward yet polite smile.
But as the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and Gu Han became a Xi Shi in Tang Yuehua's eyes, his every move automatically beautified ten thousand times.
So, Gu Han's seemingly polite, professional smile, in Tang Yuehua's eyes, became a warm and sunny smile.
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