All eyes turned toward Chen Feng — even his teammates were no exception.
Every single one of them knew deep down that without him, there was simply no way the Seven Treasures Team could have achieved today's glory.
Not to mention anything else, just that Martial Soul Fusion Skill alone, who but Chen Feng could have broken it?
Unparalleled single-combat power, overwhelming killing intent, and the most offensive Martial Soul in the world — the Seven Killing Sword — had once again made its name resound across the Douluo Continent.
Only this time, the one to bring fame to the Seven Killing Sword was no longer the Sword Saint, Chen Xin, but Chen Feng himself.
"Chen Feng, go up and accept the award. With your unmatched strength sweeping through the finals like a raging storm — who else could it be but you?"
Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Yu Tianlong, Yang Dianfeng, Zhu Zhuqing, and Feng Tao —
Every teammate smiled and encouraged him. The only one missing was Niu Zhen.
Chen Feng nodded slowly and earnestly at them, then turned, his gaze falling on the brocade tray holding the three Spirit Bones.
Pope Bibi Dong now displayed the composure befitting her status. Accepting the tray from the Spirit Hall attendants, her eyes lingered briefly over the three Spirit Bones.
Under the watchful gaze of the entire arena, Chen Feng walked forward with steady, resolute steps toward Bibi Dong.
This was his first time meeting her in person — the legendary woman looked incomparably noble and elegant. Though he knew she was no longer young, her flawless beauty bore not the slightest trace of age.
Chen Feng looked at Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong looked back at him. A faintly strange glimmer shone in her eyes.
"You are indeed exceptional — more outstanding than any Soul Master I've ever seen. Would you be willing to join Spirit Hall? I can make an exception and grant you the honorary title of Spirit Hall Elder."
Chen Feng's pupils contracted briefly, but in the next instant, he was back to calm, smiling as he shook his head.
"Thank you, Your Holiness, but I have already joined the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes as she said with a touch of regret:
"If that is so, then I wish you even greater achievements in the future. I believe one day, you will set foot in the Hall of the Gods."
With that, she handed him the tray.
Feeling the powerful aura radiating from the three Spirit Bones, Chen Feng couldn't help the slight tremor in his heart.
Three Spirit Bones — three! Even in his previous life, he had never held control over three at once.
Among them, the one that drew him most was the Spirit-Concentrating Wisdom Skull, shimmering with a faint blue light, as if it were pulling at his very soul.
His Seven Killing Sword technique had already reached completion. The only thing missing was a head bone — one that could evolve his Sword Dao Heavenly Eye to its peak form, and even awaken the Seven Killing Sword's unique domain — the Seven Killing Domain.
Greedy eyes from all around fixed on him. Who among the Soul Masters could see a Spirit Bone and not feel desire? Almost drowning in that tide of avarice, Chen Feng returned to the Seven Treasures Team's side.
"So… how do we divide these?"
He glanced down at the tray again, feeling a bit awkward. Seven people — how was this to be split?
Ning Rongrong giggled:
"Chen Feng-ge, why even split them? Just take them all. Without you, how could we possibly have defeated the Spirit Hall Academy Team?"
The others nodded in agreement. Not a single one of them was speaking out of politeness — Chen Feng was more than worthy of all three Spirit Bones.
Chen Feng chuckled:
"Don't say it like that. I wasn't even with the team in the early stages. If it weren't for you all fighting your way to the finals, my strength alone wouldn't have meant much."
Saying this, he took only the Spirit-Concentrating Wisdom Skull — the highest quality among the three.
"This head bone alone is more than enough for me. It will be of great help. As for the leg and arm bones, I already have one of each, and they don't suit me right now."
Spirit-Concentrating Wisdom Skull — quality: seventy thousand years!
Chen Feng glanced at Ning Rongrong.
"This bone would suit you well, too, but I have a major use for it. I'll make it up to you later."
Ning Rongrong just smiled, completely unbothered.
"Chen Feng-ge, do we still need to be polite with each other? Besides, my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda has already evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda — I'm more than satisfied."
Chen Feng nodded. It wasn't that he wanted to hog resources — the truth was, a head bone was critical to him. Unlike arm or leg bones, which he already had, this was something he needed urgently.
With this seventy-thousand-year head bone, he was certain he could awaken the Seven Killing Domain. Coupled with the God of Slaughter Domain, even at only rank 63, he would have the power to challenge — and perhaps even kill — ordinary Soul Douluo.
He had already altered history — with the exposure of his hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, who knew what kind of assassins Spirit Hall would send? Most likely a Title Douluo.
This time, Chen Feng had replaced Tang San as the thorn in Spirit Hall's side, a threat they could not ignore. And to Spirit Hall, if they could not have such a talent, it was better to destroy him.
"By the way… where's Xiao Wu?"
Chen Feng suddenly thought of her. Without the Acacia Heartbroken Red to hide her aura, she could easily be discovered by a Title Douluo. If Spirit Hall learned of her existence, would they possibly let her go?
Ning Rongrong gave him a strange look.
"You and Xiao Wu are close? Why are you asking?"
Zhu Zhuqing also glanced over curiously.
"I… cough, I'm just asking casually."
Chen Feng gave an awkward laugh.
Ning Rongrong chuckled:
"It's no big secret anymore. A lot of people know."
"What do you mean?" Chen Feng frowned in confusion.
"Xiao Wu… she's a spirit beast who took human form, isn't she?"
"How do you know?"
Chen Feng's eyes widened.
"Do you remember when we went to challenge Shrek Academy?"
Ning Rongrong went on:
"At the time, Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone both recognized her. But they're not the kind of Soul Masters who kill indiscriminately. Otherwise, they could have captured Xiao Wu and kept her until they needed her. My father and the two of them persuaded her to return to the Star Dou Great Forest."
Chen Feng nodded in realization. No wonder he hadn't seen Xiao Wu in this tournament — so much had happened while he was in the City of Slaughter that year.
Still, this was the best ending for her. If Spirit Hall had found her, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Tang Hao couldn't protect her every moment of the day.
Come to think of it, on Tang San's side, weren't they down to just him, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun now?
Three people… hardly the Shrek Seven Devils anymore.
Might as well inherit Yu Xiaogang's Golden Iron Triangle.
Or maybe… But Le's "Three Perverted Rogues" would suit them better.