Chapter 495.
The first soul ring belonged to the Golden Radiance Thunder Leopard, the second to the Ice Emperor Lizard, and the third was the soul ring of the 30,000-year Mysterious Black Thorn Turtle, which had been upgraded by 20,000 years.
When Wang Feng had used the Qiankun Cauldron previously, the soul rings had already been revealed, so both Bibi Dong and Phantom Death Douluo were familiar with them.
Bibi Dong had known about them for quite some time.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong and Phantom Death Douluo nodded slightly.
Immediately afterward, the Innate Five Treasured Flags in Wang Feng's hands reappeared, but what manifested this time was the Zhenwu flag among the five sides—now a light blue with strange cloud-like patterns engraved upon it.
This Zhenwu Flag had appeared when Wang Feng's soul power level rose to the sixty-seventh level.
And of course, the 20,000-year increase in the lifespan of each soul ring was not merely a reward for accompanying the test.
It was a reward from the system's check-in.
Indeed, after Bibi Dong had successfully passed the test, Wang Feng's mind had registered a reward notification from the system.
"Congratulations on successfully checking in at a hidden location and receiving extra rewards. Your first three soul rings have been upgraded by 20,000 years each. Choose one additional reward option: 1. Gain an extra comprehension opportunity to create a self created soul skills. 2. Comprehend the secret of Dual Martial Soul. 3. Improve spiritual cultivation."
"The next check-in location is Sea God Island."
Obviously, because this was a hidden check-in location, the rewards were exceptional.
Just upgrading three soul rings by 20,000 years each was already quite extraordinary.
As for the additional options, Wang Feng chose the second one.
His reasoning was simple: he already possessed sufficient soul abilities, and his mental power had been improving rapidly. Now that he had passed through the Rakshasa Secret Realm, those aspects were not lacking.
The secret of dual martial souls was what Wang Feng needed most.
However, after making his selection, Wang Feng received only two words in his mind.
The system did not directly provide the method; it simply presented the concept, requiring him to comprehend and understand it himself.
This seemed somewhat frustrating.
The secret of dual martial souls, according to Wang Feng's guess, should allow him to barely use two different forms of Chaos Green Lotus simultaneously.
This was something Wang Feng had always desired.
According to the rules of the Douluo World, one could not use multiple soul abilities at the same time. If he could overcome this limitation, Wang Feng's combat effectiveness would increase dramatically.
However, these two words were too simple, and Wang Feng didn't immediately understand how to implement them.
Could divinity be purely spiritual? And "dual"—might it involve splitting his spiritual power in two?
Wang Feng had tried this long ago, but it didn't seem to work at all.
Dividing mental power into two parts was actually quite easy—similar to focusing on two purposes at once. Wang Feng had already practiced this technique during previous competitions.
So for Wang Feng, dividing spiritual power into two was straightforward.
Yet it proved impossible to use two separate soul powers strands to control two soul simultaneously.
But at this moment, Wang Feng didn't have much opportunity to contemplate this further.
Due to his blind second test, Wang Feng hadn't received any reward for the divine test itself.
The system's rewards would have to serve as additional compensation for the eighth test.
Otherwise, it would arouse suspicion.
After all, as a test companion, he would naturally receive rewards. If he received nothing, there would obviously be a problem.
Seeing Wang Feng's situation, Bibi Dong and Phantom Death Douluo naturally harbored no doubts.
Only a true divine test could provide such a significant improvement as upgrading soul rings.
Bibi Dong felt the enhancement was somewhat excessive—upgrading three soul rings by 20,000 years each totaled 60,000 years. But considering Wang Wu's contribution and assistance, Bibi Dong accepted it as reasonable.
"The ninth test requires inheriting and comprehending the Rakshasa tradition," she explained. "After obtaining two 100,000-year soul rings, I will come to the temple and become a true Rakshasa god. The time limit is five years..."
Bibi Dong continued, "This condition is not difficult for me. However, while comprehending the inheritance of Rakshasa, I cannot attack at will, and my strength will be suppressed. The inheritance resides within the Rakshasa Scythe."
Being suppressed again meant that Bibi Dong's strength at this time would not be comparable to Wang Feng's.
These two conditions were not particularly challenging.
"Then Lord Pontiff must be troubled..." Phantom Death Douluo said with a smile.
Wang Feng remained silent.
"White Pontiff and I will leave the secret realm first," Bibi Dong mused. "It must have been quite some time outside, and it's time to return."
In this secret realm, Wang Feng had probably stayed less than a week.
The flow of time must be consistent.
This secret realm existed within the Douluo World, but its location was relatively unique, similar to the Slaughter City.
The location of the Slaughter City was also quite distinctive, unlike a normal geographic position.
The method of departure was the same as that of entry: releasing the evil within would allow them to exit.
In fact, this also served as a test for leaving.
Most people who entered were passively drawn into a state of evil and darkness, unable to control this condition. When one could control one's own evil, it signified qualification to enter the temple and undertake the assessment.
It also meant one could leave.
Otherwise, one might remain trapped here for life.
Wang Feng had once again absorbed Bibi Dong's evil breath.
But this time, after absorbing the evil aura from Bibi Dong's heart, he found he could no longer perceive her deepest inner self—those things she was most unwilling to face, her most evil memories.
In other words, they were gone.
Instead, this evil breath was remarkably pure, with even a trace of divinity.
From this, the changes in Bibi Dong became more obvious to Wang Feng.
They returned to the wooden house once more.
Bibi Dong suddenly waved her hand.
The wooden house, which had been well preserved until now, instantly shattered.
Wang Feng was stunned.
This wooden house wasn't exactly a secret chamber. Wang Feng recalled seeing it in Bibi Dong's memories—the exact place where she had been captured.
"I used to preserve this place..." Bibi Dong, noticing Wang Feng's astonishment, said indifferently, "Because whenever I came here, it would evoke the evil in the deepest part of my heart and confront me with things I didn't want to face. When I was younger, I hated and feared this place. To overcome this weakness, I visited often. After many visits, I gradually became indifferent to those memories, and they no longer affected me."
Wang Feng remained silent.
She was truly a formidable person.
"Later, I discovered I could enter the secret realm through this method, so I maintained it," Bibi Dong explained, gazing at the ruined wooden house around them. "But now that I've passed the eighth test and can enter the secret realm at will... these things no longer need to exist."
Wang Feng was slightly taken aback. This explained why Bibi Dong had brought him to this place to enter the Rakshasa mystery.
"Wang Wu, you know all my secrets," Bibi Dong suddenly looked at Wang Feng. "There is no other person in this world who knows me better than you."
Indeed.
Perhaps in this entire world, no one understood Bibi Dong better than Wang Feng.
Wang Feng knew virtually all her secrets.
Some he had learned through the original works, some Bibi Dong had shared herself, and others he had glimpsed by absorbing her inner darkness.
"I'm sorry... I don't understand. Because I can't feel emotions, I only understand myself," Wang Feng replied.
"..." Bibi Dong fell silent.
Then she smiled—the kind of smile she would rarely display in public.
But now, in front of Wang Wu, Bibi Dong felt she could lower many of her defenses.
"Let's return to the Supreme Pontiff Palace first," Bibi Dong said, looking at the distant Palace with a strange light shining in her eyes. "It's time to make plans for our next steps."
Wang Feng nodded silently.
In the Supreme Pontiff Palace, within the Elder Hall, Qian Daoliu observed Qian Renxue as she cultivated, a satisfied smile on his face.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his expression changed slightly.
Qian Renxue opened her eyes and asked with confusion, "Grandpa, what happened? You look..."
Qian Daoliu's face showed a trace of solemnity.
He –was no ordinary ninety-ninth level peerless Douluo!
He served the God of Angels!
His sensitivity to divine auras was extremely acute!
Just now, Qian Daoliu's heart had suddenly pounded at the appearance of a breath that caused palpitations... What could this mean?
"It's the breath of a god..." Qian Daoliu murmured. "Although incomplete, it is unmistakable... It's her. Has she completed her God divine test? Only the final step remains?"
Qian Daoliu's face paled slightly, and finally, he sighed.
"How did she overcome that level?" Qian Daoliu asked helplessly while shaking his head.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Qian Renxue inquired curiously.
Qian Daoliu smiled reassuringly. "It's nothing, Xiaoxue. Continue your practice. When you finish absorbing the six soul bones... Grandpa will help you. By the way, Xiaoxue, do you remember that boy named Wang Feng?"
Hearing this, Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, and her pulse suddenly accelerated.
"Xiaoxue, is your breathing disturbed?" Qian Daoliu regarded his granddaughter with a gentle tone. "That means you still remember him."
Qian Renxue remained silent.
Of course she remembered—not only remembered, but had also impersonated the White Pontiff quite recently.
Her deception had been revealed and witnessed by the real White Pontiff.
However, according to the White Pontiff, this Wang Feng was indeed contemptible.
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue's tone grew extremely cold. "I forgot about him long ago—I don't even recall what he looks like. My breathing is disturbed because this name confuses me. Grandpa, this proves I haven't cultivated enough. I must strengthen my practice..."
Qian Daoliu was puzzled by her tone.
"You claim to have forgotten?" Qian Daoliu frowned. "He didn't die, and he disrupted the Soul Hall's plans. Surely you're aware of this? This young man is extraordinary—how did he survive? I plan to capture him and study him... perhaps we can learn something unique."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue was shocked and quickly responded, "Grandpa, he's just a cowardly scoundrel. He's not important. What are you planning?"
Qian Daoliu shook his head firmly. "In that particular situation, he didn't die at that time—he seems to be resurrected and appears to have grown even stronger than before. He thwarted your mother's plans twice in succession. That's no small feat. Your mother cannot act casually in this matter, but I can."
Qian Daoliu's tone was resolute.
Qian Renxue's heart tightened slightly, and she said solemnly, "Grandpa, why would you help her? Haven't you always been at odds with her? Our Elder Hall doesn't completely follow her orders."
Qian Renxue hadn't expected that her grandfather had already secretly been tracking Wang Feng.
Considering the commotion he had caused, destroying two operations of the Soul Hall in succession, how could her grandfather remain unaware?
What should she do? Qian Renxue's mind raced.
"Although I disagree with her methods, we all belong to the Soul Hall," Qian Daoliu said slowly. "Besides, her strength now completely surpasses mine. If not for special circumstances, she might have captured Wang Feng herself... Furthermore, the Elder Hall now supports your mother by approximately 90%. My child, your mother's talent extends beyond mere cultivation—she is a qualified leader. Her abilities exceed your imagination."
It was the first time Qian Renxue had heard her grandfather speak so highly of that woman, which made her somewhat reluctant to accept it.
But she had no choice.
"Well, enough talk," Qian Daoliu said gravely. "If Wang Feng isn't eliminated, he will become a major threat. For the sake of our Soul Palace, I must capture him."
Qian Renxue was speechless.
Wang Feng, why did you have to antagonize the Soul Hall? What should I do now?
Qian Renxue considered her options calmly.
At this moment, Ghost Douluo entered and said respectfully, "Great Elder, Her Majesty the Supreme Pontiff has returned. She requests your presence to discuss the next strategic phase... her highness will also attend."
"Requests?" Qian Daoliu was stunned.
He understood Bibi Dong well.
She was normally extremely proud and aloof, rarely interacting with the elder hall.
Yet now she would extend an invitation?
"It seems your mother... appears somewhat different," Qian Daoliu's face showed thoughtful contemplation. "Very well, I shall attend. Xiaoxue, you will accompany me."
Although Qian Renxue was reluctant to go, she was concerned about the Soul Hall's next plan, which was likely 80% related to Wang Feng.
Unable to immediately find a way to prevent her grandfather from capturing Wang Feng, Qian Renxue could only follow along to observe the proceedings.
Qian Renxue knew her grandfather's strength precisely.
If her grandfather were truly permitted to capture Wang Feng... it would surely spell disaster.
He had done her a great favor, so she definitely couldn't stand by idly, Qian Renxue thought with determined composure.
The two walked out of the Elders Hall and proceeded to the meeting hall of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
By this time, all Titled Douluos from both the halls were already present, seated around the oval conference table.
This gathering represented the highest echelon of the entire Soul Hall.
Even the cardinals could only stand.
The moment Qian Renxue entered, she saw Bibi Dong.
Still as majestic and noble as ever, her dress and crown remained unchanged.
But her aura made Qian Renxue sense a profound transformation!
A faint smile graced her face—something Qian Renxue rarely witnessed.
Yes, Bibi Dong often sneered and scoffed, but this faint smile contained something Qian Renxue couldn't quite identify!
Her temperament had changed, appearing even more formidable!
Qian Renxue marveled silently.
In less than half a month, what had happened to her?
Then Qian Renxue noticed a White Pontiff sitting as an equal beside Bibi Dong.
Seeing this, Qian Renxue's pupils contracted. Sitting as an equal?
Sitting on the same level as the her, Supreme Pontiff? This would be impossible without her explicit consent!
As Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu entered, all Titled Douluos rose and said respectfully, "Great Elder!"
Qian Daoliu waved dismissively.
At this moment, Bibi Dong stood, her voice clear and commanding: "Now that the Great Elder has arrived, I'll get straight to the point. The Soul Hall will pursue two new initiatives. Let's discuss the first one—Sea God Island!"
As soon as these three words were spoken, Qian Daoliu was stunned.
Wang Feng was equally shocked.
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