Pei Qing, wielding a carving knife, skillfully and continuously inscribed a core.
The core of a soul tool is equivalent to a chip in an electronic device; every part is extremely important, and the difficulty of carving it increases with time. It could be said that every movement Pei Qing made at this moment could potentially cause the core in his hand to fail completely.
However, under the influence of Pei Qing's mental power, which was nearing its limit, what appeared complex and delicate to outsiders became effortless and unobstructed in his hands.
The creation of soul tools requires skill and focus, and with the aid of powerful mental power, Pei Qing could easily accomplish everything.
Soul tools are divided into three categories: melee soul tools, ranged soul tools, and fixed-position soul tools, which may only appear in later generations.
Of course, there are other types of soul tools, such as storage soul tools, auxiliary soul tools, flight soul tools, and defensive soul tools.
The soul tool Pei Qing was currently creating was a very ordinary level-two soul tool ray gun.
Consuming soul power, it can fire soul-guided beams, with power comparable to a Great Soul Master's attack.
Pei Qing wants to master the crafting techniques of soul tools. He needs to thoroughly master these techniques, integrate them, and finally forge a divine weapon suitable for himself.
Pei Qing casually activated the soul-guided beam he had just finished crafting, and a purplish-black beam shot out from the muzzle.
The black beam pierced through the door, leaving a large hole, and the scorching temperature ignited the door.
Looking at the hole in the door, Pei Qing nodded. The power was not bad. No wonder Tang San's hidden weapons were rendered obsolete when the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent clashed.
The difference between the two was too great. One was so convenient, while the other was not only troublesome to make but also required deliberate practice.
With the collision of eras and technology, the rise of soul tools will definitely make Tang San's hidden weapons completely obsolete.
... Golden light continuously shone on Qian Renxue's body
in the Spirit Hall
, and a sacred aura filled the entire Spirit City.
A six-winged angel materialized behind Qian Renxue, manifesting a thousand-meter-tall martial spirit form. Its
white wings fluttered slightly, and wisps of divine power began to descend.
As the divine power descended, the soul masters and commoners within Martial Spirit City erupted in celebration.
Their bodies strengthened, and those with injuries began to recover rapidly.
Nine soul rings flashed continuously, and a golden storm of soul power enveloped Qian Renxue. "
Yin-Yang Balance Dual Soul Core…Condense!"
Qian Renxue uttered a cold shout, and instantly, terrifying auras emanated from her body. Outside
the Hall of Worship,
Qian Daoliu warily stared at the suddenly arriving Bibi Dong and coldly asked, "Bibi Dong, what do you want to do!"
As his wary words fell, the other elders also activated their martial spirits, each glaring at Bibi Dong with hostile expressions, as if at Qian Daoliu's command, they would rush forward and annihilate her.
"What exactly is Qian Renxue doing right now? What are you hiding from me?"
"Simply breaking through to the Title Douluo level wouldn't cause such a huge commotion. She must be absorbing energy or doing something else. I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall; I believe I have the right to know everything."
Bibi Dong's current strength is around level ninety-eight, and she can feel the pressure her daughter is exerting on her.
She's only just broken through to the Title Douluo level, yet her strength is already almost catching up to hers. How can she tolerate this?
As a true genius, Bibi Dong is extremely proud.
She believes herself to be the most outstanding among all the divine inheritors of this era.
If it weren't for Rakshasa God's deliberate suppression, she was confident she would have already become a god.
But now she sensed something; her daughter had actually gained the power to threaten her.
How could she tolerate this? She was now absolutely certain that her daughter was hiding something from her, something that name could greatly enhance one's strength.
"Bibi Dong, the Papal Palace is your jurisdiction, the Hall of Offerings is not a place for you to run wild."
"Xue'er is breaking through; if you dare to make a move, I will no longer show you mercy."
"These past years, out of consideration for the harm that wretched child caused you, I have tolerated you for a long time. Do you think I am truly no match for you?"
Holy light surged around Qian Daoliu, and angelic divine power covered his body.
As the messenger of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu could use the angelic divine power bestowed upon him by the Angel God anywhere.
With angelic divine power, his combat strength could even surpass the Limit Douluo level, reaching the level of a demigod for a certain period of time.
It could be said that Bibi Dong was currently no match for Qian Daoliu.
"Give me the thing, or I won't let this go. Qian Daoliu, you don't want the reputation of your Angel Clan to be completely ruined and spread throughout the entire continent, do you?"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, threatening Qian Daoliu despite his oppressive aura.
"How dare you, Bibi Dong, a mere Pope, threaten the Grand Elder!" "
If we hadn't brought you back from the slums back then, you would have been dead long ago."
"You beast, your behavior is simply ungrateful!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, unable to bear Bibi Dong's anger any longer. He directly activated his Martial Soul, and the hundred-meter-long Golden Crocodile King, carrying a violent aura, directly suppressed Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong was equally unwilling to be outdone, activating her Martial Soul, and a purple-black demonic scythe appeared in her hand.
The two top experts of the continent clashed, and an endless storm seemed to spread.
Some Soul Douluos and even ordinary Title Douluos who had been attracted by the battle were also knocked away in the aftershocks of their battle, and some even spat out blood.
"Stop!"
A golden light appeared between the two!
Qian Daoliu coldly snorted, his Angelic Holy Sword directly deflecting Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"Bibi Dong, this is my last act of compensation to that rebellious son."
"You are Xue'er's mother. If possible, I really don't want to kill you with my own hands."
Qian Daoliu sighed, finally gritting his teeth as he tossed the information about the Soul Core that Pei Qing and Qian Renxue had compiled to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's face lit up with joy, and she immediately reached out to take it.
But just then, a golden sword beam descended from the sky.
The sword beam was wrapped in extreme flames, even scorching and shattering layers of space.
And with the appearance of this move, everyone heard a clear and melodious female voice.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Seraph's Wrath!"
(End of Chapter)