Chapter 117 Ah Yin A
100,000-year spirit ring is the supreme existence among all spirit rings.
Even the sect masters of the three upper sects, Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Xiao, did not have a 100,000-year spirit ring as their ninth spirit ring.
Even among the many titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, only two or three possess 100,000-year spirit rings:
the current Pope Bibi Dong, the Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the Grand Elder Qian Daoliu.
This demonstrates the rarity of 100,000-year spirit rings.
What Qian Renxue didn't expect was that the titled Douluo of the Heavenly Dragon Gang all possessed 100,000-year spirit rings.
How could she not be shocked!
Not only Qian Renxue, but even the well-informed members of the three upper sects were all speechless with astonishment.
Seeing this, Lan Minghua grinned with satisfaction; this was exactly the effect he wanted.
Tang Hao, dumbfounded, wasn't he?
He always flaunted his 100,000-year spirit ring, unaware that it was merely the standard spirit ring configuration for titled Douluo of the Heavenly Dragon Gang.
Tang Hao's mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit an egg, completely dumbfounded.
Yu Yuanzhen and the others looked extremely grim.
As Title Douluos, they understood better than anyone the boost a 100,000-year spirit ring could provide.
Sword Douluo's face turned ashen, a pang of regret rising in his heart. "
Feng Zhi, Feng Zhi!
If you hadn't allowed Rongrong to leave home and act, and hadn't been so scheming all the time, how could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have suffered this calamity!"
His spirit power was level 96, one level higher than the five Title Douluos from the Heavenly Dragon Gang in the air.
However, this level of spirit power would be a huge advantage against a Title Douluo with a black ninth spirit ring.
But against a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring and a level 95, this level of spirit power wasn't really an advantage.
Yu Yuanzhen's expression was also unpleasant. To prevent the Spirit Hall from targeting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he had chosen to oppose Lan Minghua.
Unexpectedly, this choice plunged the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan into an abyss.
"Alas, we were ultimately short-sighted. If we hadn't been deceived by the 'three sects are of one mind' promise, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wouldn't be in such a dire situation. Gu Rong, you've ruined me!"
However, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already paid so high a price; even if it was a wrong path, he would go all the way.
A trace of guilt flashed across Tang Xiao's face, because his favoritism had led the Clear Sky Sect into this crisis.
Not to mention the future, even now, half of the disciples the Clear Sky Sect had sent out had died.
Regardless of the outcome, his position as the Clear Sky Sect Master was over.
However, he still had no regrets, because he felt that helping his younger brother and nephew was all worthwhile.
"Brother Hao, after this, no matter the outcome, I will retire and relinquish the position of Sect Master. If you have the ability, please seize the position and lead the Clear Sky Sect to its former glory."
Tang Xiao let out a long sigh, his eyes hardening.
At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's faces were extremely grim.
"Chrysanthemum Pass, you've ruined me," Ghost Douluo sighed.
Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled bitterly, his tone heavy, "Old Ghost, I should have done as you said and used the Spirit Fusion Technique to escape."
But it was too late now. Lan Minghua had his eye on them and would never let them leave easily.
Lan Minghua took in every change in their expressions—regret, annoyance, and determination.
However, he felt no pity whatsoever.
Whether it was the Three Upper Sects, the Spirit Hall, or even the Blazing Fire Academy, it was their own choice.
It was a path they had carefully considered, a path their greed and scheming had led them into the abyss.
Thinking of this, Lan Minghua had an interesting idea.
He simply raised his hand, and Tang Hao and the others were on high alert, their foreheads covered in sweat.
Lan Minghua shook his head, finding it amusing.
He wasn't going to personally intervene; as he had said before, the strength of Tang Hao and the others wasn't enough to provoke his desire to fight.
With a wave of his hand, sword energy shot into the sky.
After reaching its highest point, the sword energy fell from all directions, enveloping the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School like a birdcage. Though invisible and intangible, the transparent sword energy was undeniably real.
At this moment, the Heavenly Dou Empire's army outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, having received orders from Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, immediately charged in.
"Charge!"
With the general's command, hundreds of iron cavalrymen, their hooves thundering and dust billowing,
instantly stormed through the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's gates, ready to establish their dominance.
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation arose in the air; countless almost transparent sword energies refracted a subtle, cold light in the sunlight.
After passing through the massive gate, the warhorses maintained their charging momentum.
The next moment, the cavalrymen and their horses suddenly tore apart, scattering to the ground with a thud due to inertia, blood gushing forth.
The cavalry behind, seeing this, turned pale with horror, but their horses were too fast to stop.
One after another, they crashed into the invisible sword net; the soldiers' flesh and blood were like paper before the sharp sword energy, instantly shattering into pieces.
Screams rose and fell, only to abruptly cease.
In no time, the gate was piled high with the corpses of elite cavalrymen from the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Tang Hao's pupils constricted to pinpoints at the sight.
Then, as if realizing something, he channeled his soul power and slammed his hammer heavily onto the sword net.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound rang out, but instead of the sword net shattering, the Clear Sky Hammer bounced back.
Not only that, but several indelible white marks appeared on the hammer's surface, clearly indicating damage.
Tang Hao's face darkened instantly, and he said deeply, "Such terrifying power! Is he trying to trap us like turtles in a jar?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Rong, Yu Yuanzhen, and the others immediately looked worried.
They had thought that the Heavenly Dou Empire, along with the three upper sects, was trying to trap Lan Minghua and his disciple.
Unexpectedly, they had turned the tables on them.
It was indeed a trap, but the turtles were them.
Seeing their sect leader's expression, the disciples of the three upper sects completely panicked.
Some, still unwilling to give up, tried to break through the sword net to escape.
However, their attacks, upon landing on it, were not only deflected but also instantly annihilated by the splashing sword energy.
Many disciples from the three upper sects attempted this, but without exception, all perished on the spot.
Seeing this, Lan Minghua found it amusing.
"Are all the disciples of the three upper sects mentally ill? They couldn't even break through the full-force attack of Tang Hao, a Title Douluo. How do they think they have the ability?"
However, this was all just minor skirmishes.
He glanced at Tang Hao and the others, and said calmly, "Alright, the arena is ready for you. Now, let's fight to our hearts' content!"
At this point, Lan Minghua suddenly remembered something and took out a Blue Silver Grass with a golden ring from his pouch.
He casually tossed the Blue Silver Grass next to the 100,000-year-old soul bone, and smiled as he spoke to Ying Xian and the other five.
"Whoever kills the most people among you will be rewarded with that 100,000-year-old soul bone. As for this herb, don't underestimate it."
Lan Minghua deliberately paused, looking at Tang Hao with a mocking expression. "This is a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor. Although it's severely injured, with careful nurturing, it will soon become a true 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor."
"By the way," he deliberately explained the origin of the Blue Silver Emperor, "I found this Blue Silver Emperor in a small village in the Fasno Province in the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire."
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao was struck dumb.
He immediately looked up at the Blue Silver Emperor in the sky, his eyes wide with fury as he roared in a low voice,
"That...that's Ah Yin?!"
(End of Chapter)
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