Chapter 200: My Name: Zhen Tian
Xu Tianran felt the powerful aura emanating from the figure ahead, and beads of cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
After all, facing this person was like facing a deity, making him feel no resistance in his heart at all.
Xu Tianran couldn't help but marvel—was this the power of a god?
Even just a hint of this aura made it impossible for him to resist.
"You are..."
Xu Tianran was curious as to which god this figure belonged to in the divine realm.
"My name: Zhen Tian."
The grand voice echoed from the man's mouth.
When Xu Tianran heard these two words, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
Could it be that this person wants to suppress the heavens and the earth?
"I perished due to an accident, and the last trace of my divine consciousness attached itself to this artifact. By obtaining this artifact, it means you have a connection with me. To prevent my inheritance from disappearing completely, I plan to leave my legacy for you."
The towering, dignified man spoke slowly.
Xu Tianran was thrilled at the thought of receiving the legacy of a god.
This was the power of a god, how could he not be moved?
"However, I have only a small portion of divine power left on this incomplete artifact. I sensed that this is a new world, so I transferred my power into the rules of this place, what you refer to as a divine position."
"But because the origin is missing, the divine position that was transferred is not complete. When you reach the highest realm, you will be able to complete it."
"Your strength is too weak. Even though I have only a portion of my origin power left, it is still too much for you to bear. I will now seal this power one by one, and unlock the corresponding legacy through divine trials, hoping you will carry on my legacy."
After the towering man finished speaking, the golden figure in front of him exploded, and golden light filled the sky, rushing into Xu Tianran's body.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a golden tower-shaped mark appeared on Xu Tianran's forehead, releasing an endless divine might.
Xu Tianran felt the massive power surge into him, the force clashing against his meridians. He quickly sat down cross-legged, fully focused on refining the golden power.
...
Outside Mingde Hall.
Jing Hongchen was still battling against the many powerful figures from the Holy Spirit Sect, his anxiety growing.
The energy of the nine-level soul tool shields around him was rapidly depleting, and they couldn't hold much longer.
At this moment, he had released the humanoid mecha, consuming more resources to reinforce the shield.
Without the power of the humanoid mecha, even with a few nine-level defense soul tools, it would be impossible to withstand the attacks of three Limit Douluo.
"Jing Hongchen, stop resisting. You're trying to buy Xu Tianran time to absorb the legacy of the artifact and oppose us? How naive!"
"The power of the gods is something we don't fully understand. Even if he receives the divine position inheritance, he must cultivate step by step. It's impossible for him to become a god immediately."
"I'll say this one last time: Open the shield and hand over the artifact, and today's events will be forgotten."
Zhong Liwu was growing impatient, releasing a massive aura that constantly bombarded the defense soul tools ahead.
If not for that damned humanoid mecha, they would have already broken through these nine-level soul tools.
He needed to get the artifact quickly so that he could feel at ease; something about this situation gave him a bad premonition.
Jing Hongchen immediately took out a few nine-level offensive soul tools and channeled his soul power into them.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
In an instant, the soul tools unleashed powerful attacks, aimed at the Holy Spirit Sect members attacking the defensive soul tools, while trying to disrupt Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui.
"We can't wait any longer. If that kid absorbs the power of the artifact, our efforts will have been in vain."
Long Xiaoyao had lost his patience and spoke to Ye Xishui.
"Alright."
Ye Xishui nodded slightly and released the pressure of a Limit Douluo.
When Zhong Liwu saw that Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui had both released their martial souls, he stopped hiding his intentions. With the powerful auras of the three Limit Douluo, he believed that breaking through the defense shield supported by the tenth-level soul tool was no longer impossible.
"Master, why don't we just do as the Holy Spirit Sect suggests? They have three Limit Douluo, and even with this tenth-level soul tool, we may not be able to hold out for long."
A ninth-level soul master from Mingde Hall couldn't help but advise Jing Hongchen, as this was a matter of the survival of Mingde Hall.
"Stop being naive! With the ruthless methods of the Holy Spirit Sect, now that the mask has been torn, do you think handing over the artifact will let them spare us?"
"Now, we can only pray that Xu Tianran absorbs the legacy power from the artifact quickly. Otherwise, not only us, but even the Sun Moon Empire will be destroyed by the Holy Spirit Sect."
Jing Hongchen retorted.
As Jing Hongchen finished speaking, the other elders of Mingde Hall fell into deep thought.
Indeed, the Holy Spirit Sect was an evil soul master organization, and cooperating with them was akin to making a deal with the devil.
"Use all our resources. We have to hold on as long as possible!"
Jing Hongchen shouted to the people beside him.
...
In the secret chamber, Xu Tianran continued to absorb the power, and his soul power level quickly skyrocketed.
Level 93, Level 94, Level 95, Level 96...
Until he broke through to the Limit Douluo realm at level 99, and his soul power stopped growing.
The tower-shaped artifact floating in front of Xu Tianran suddenly transformed into a streak of light and entered his body, unexpectedly appearing from his left hand and transforming into his martial soul.
Nine golden rings appeared, attaching themselves to the tower-shaped martial soul.
Under the infusion of divine power, the years of the soul rings rapidly increased, and shortly after, they stabilized at the terrifying configuration of eight black and one red.
Once everything settled, Xu Tianran let out a long sigh.
"This is the power of a Limit Douluo..."
Feeling the explosive power within his body, his eyes gleamed with endless golden light, as if he now had the power to control everything.
Looking at the martial soul formed from the artifact in his hand, the eight black and one red soul ring configuration filled him with joy, though it nearly pushed his body to the brink.
The massive origin power not only pushed him to level 99 but also granted his martial soul such a powerful configuration.
With his current physical strength, he had already reached the limit; otherwise, the soul ring years would have been much greater.
At this moment, Xu Tianran noticed that the golden divine origin power in his mind had been consumed halfway.
Even so, it had raised his strength to such a degree.
Thinking of what the tall man had said about the remaining origin power attached to the artifact, he couldn't help but wonder just how powerful the man had been at his peak.
"Zhen Tian's divine trial, first trial: Please drive away the three Limit Douluo outside Mingde Hall, within an hour."
A majestic voice echoed in his mind, marking the content of the divine trial.
He had already learned that the remaining origin power would be unlocked gradually through divine trials. Once he completed the trial, the remaining power would be released.
"It's time to leave the chamber."
Xu Tianran released his massive spiritual power, sensing the ongoing battle outside Mingde Hall. Jing Hongchen and the others were clearly about to collapse.
...
Jing Hongchen's soul power was nearly depleted, and piles of energy-drained soul tools surrounded him.
The defense shield around Mingde Hall, made from the nine-level soul tools, showed cracks.
Even the humanoid mecha had been damaged due to the lack of energy and couldn't be activated again.
"It's over."
Zhong Liwu saw that the defense shield couldn't hold out any longer, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that the Holy Spirit Sect hadn't made a move on the outside world for a long time, but today, they would let everyone taste the blood again.
Zhong Liwu's nine soul rings flickered, and an immense amount of power gathered in his palm, slamming down on the defense shield.
The cracks rapidly spread, and with a loud "Boom," the shield shattered.
The fierce aura of Limit Douluo engulfed the entire Mingde Hall.
"Poof!"
Jing Hongchen and the others, already exhausted, were instantly blasted back several hundred steps by the pressure, crashing heavily onto the ground and spitting out blood.
(END CHAPTER)
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