Douluo: Martial Soul Nine-Tailed Fox, I am the White Fox Emperor

"Hurry up!"

Tang Chen abandoned the idea of ​​breaking through from the sky, and his body turned sharply downwards, flying low close to the treetops.

With its incredible speed and agility, it weaved through the gaps in the beast tide.

Tang San was carried in Tang Chen's hand like a chick, and the strong wind made his cheeks sting.

He looked down and saw a raging sea of ​​beasts beneath his feet.

He even saw a giant black bear with over ten thousand years of cultivation, whose aura was no less than that of a titled Douluo. It was wielding its terrifying claws, uprooting several towering trees and smashing them towards them.

There was also a huge, snow-white deer-shaped soul beast, radiating a nine-colored halo. Was that the legendary Nine-Colored Deer?

Just how many monsters are lurking in this Starry Sky Forest!
His joy at having just upgraded to Soul Master vanished in an instant.

Faced with the overwhelming force of nature, the power of an individual seems so insignificant.

"Hey, mistress, don't look!"

"Keep your mind focused!"

Tang Chen's voice boomed in my ears.

He sensed that Tang San's breathing was somewhat disordered.

This level of beast tide carries an overwhelming murderous aura; even a single glance at it can leave a psychological scar on someone with insufficient mental strength.

Tang San quickly closed his eyes, circulated his Mysterious Heaven Skill, and calmed the shock in his heart.

Fortunately, this beast tide seems to be only for expulsion.

There was no sense of relentless pursuit or killing.

Tang Chen, with his formidable strength, fought his way through a bloody path.

I don't know how much time passed, but the roars in my ears gradually subsided, and the tremors on the ground slowly calmed down.

Tang Chen carried Tang San and flew out of the Star Dou Great Forest in one breath, landing on a barren mountain hundreds of miles away.

"call……"

Tang Chen took a slight breath after landing.

Although he wasn't seriously injured, the intense burst of energy and the mental strain still left him feeling somewhat fatigued.

"Great-grandfather, what was that just now...?"

Tang San was pale and still shaken.

Tang Chen turned around and took a deep look in the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest.

The boundless forest remained lush and green, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

But he knew that there was something there that could threaten him.

"Star Core Area".

Tang Chen slowly uttered these four words.

"Those soul beasts were driven by powerful soul beasts."

"Why?" Tang San asked, puzzled. "We didn't provoke them."

Tang Chen was silent for a moment, then touched his chest.

There, the killing aura of the Asura God was slowly circulating.

As the person involved, he vaguely guessed some of the reasons.

Perhaps it was this power within myself that touched a nerve with some being.

In addition, humans and spirit beasts have always been at odds.

"Perhaps it's because the commotion you caused when you absorbed the spirit ring was too great."

Tang Chen made up a random excuse to brush it off.

"In short, the waters of this Starry Sky Forest are deeper than we imagined."

"Before you reach the title of Douluo, try not to go deep into that core area."

Originally, Tang Chen had planned to take Tang San to the Blue Silver Forest.

Although he didn't know the exact location, he believed he could find it in a short time using his mental detection.

However, the Star Dou Great Forest has just experienced a beast tide, so it's not suitable to venture deeper now.

Tang San nodded heavily.

Even if his great-grandfather hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have dared to go.

What he just witnessed had a profound impact on him.

"All right."

"Although there was a slight mishap, the result was good."

"Level 46, external soul bone."

"This trip was a huge success."

"Let's go back to Haotian Sect."

"It's time to show you how the true number one weapon spirit in the world is cultivated."

A light rekindled in Tang San's eyes.

He took one last look at the Starry Sky Forest.

This trip, though thrilling, also taught him the meaning of "there are always higher realms to conquer".

Become stronger!

Must become stronger!
So strong that one day, even when faced with an overwhelming tide of beasts, you can deliver the decisive blow!
……

Haotian Sect, the forbidden area in the back mountain.

This is the most secluded training ground of the Haotian Sect, shrouded in mist all year round, and only the sect leaders and elders of each generation are qualified to enter.

But at this moment, the place is filled with a constant roar.

boom!
With a loud crash, a figure, like a kite with a broken string, slammed violently into the hard mountain wall.

Gravel flew everywhere and smoke and dust rose up.

"stand up."

An aged yet cold voice pierced through the smoke and dust, devoid of any emotion.

Tang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Tang San who was struggling to crawl out of the pile of rubble, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

At this point, Tang San had long lost the high spirits he had when he first left the Star Dou Great Forest.

His clothes were tattered, and the outfit he hadn't even had a chance to wear was now just strips of cloth.

Although he was protected by four ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, in the face of absolute power, these only made him more durable.

"Yes, great-grandfather!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand felt incredibly heavy.

This is not a physical burden, but a spiritual one.

"Random Cloak, you've already done quite well."

Tang Chen commented casually.

"Using someone's strength against them, and layering forces, is the foundation of the Haotian Hammer, and also the most foolish method."

"But in a real life-or-death battle, the enemy won't give you the chance to deliver eighty-one blows in quick succession."

"So what you need to learn is instantaneous bursts of energy and absolute control."

Tang Chen extended a finger and gently touched the air.

"Nine Jue of Haotian."

“Empty, sealed, penetrating, permeating, touching, entangled, shaking, collapsing, breaking.”

“Each word represents a power-generating technique of the Haotian Hammer.”

"Only when you can truly understand and master these nine words will you be able to wield the Haotian Hammer."

The next three months were nothing short of hell for Tang San.

No, it's more terrifying than hell.

Tang Chen is like a tireless, devilish drill instructor.

He forcibly stuffed his century-long understanding of the Clear Sky Hammer into Tang San's mind, and then used his martial soul to help him digest it.

"Too slow! The 'penetrating' technique emphasizes completing the task in one go!"

"Bang!" Tang San flew away.

"Too soft! The 'Collapse' technique is meant to explode! Your force is too weak!"

"Bang!" Tang San flew away again.

"Haotian's protection isn't about making you a turtle! It's about offense as the best form of defense! Do you understand?!"

"boom!"

This time, Tang San was smashed into the ground and couldn't be pulled off.

During these three months, Tang San hardly slept a good night's sleep.

Aside from eating and necessary meditation for recovery, he spent all his time swinging the hammer.

Swing until your arms are numb, until your hands crack, until even your soul trembles.

But he never complained.

Because he knew that this was the only way to become stronger.

Moreover, he knew that the time left for the Haotian Sect and for him was running out.

The Spirit Hall was like a mountain weighing on his heart.

Finally, the three-month period ended.

When Tang San unleashed his Sky-Piercing Strike once more, he instantly shattered a massive granite boulder in front of him into dust.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile finally appeared on Tang Chen's usually cold and hard face.

"You've barely gotten the hang of it." These four words were like heavenly music to Tang San.

He plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, feeling completely exhausted.

"Great-grandfather, did I do it?"

Tang Chen nodded, but then shook his head.

"It's just similar in appearance."

"Aside from the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique that you already mastered, you've only scratched the surface of the other Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian, the Sky-Piercing Strike, and the Haotian Body Protection."

"To truly achieve mastery, practice alone is not enough."

"We have to kill them."

Tang San's heart skipped a beat: "Kill?"

Tang Chen turned around and looked toward the distant north.

"With your current body and soul power, you can't withstand the Exploding Ring and the Great Sumeru Hammer. Those are desperate moves. I'll teach you when you have a fully equipped soul bone."

"Now, you need to go somewhere."

"There are no rules, no mercy, only the most primal killing."

"Make what you've learned in these three months ingrained in your very being in that place."

"When you can walk out of there alive and earn that title of God of Slaughter."

"Only you are qualified to truly face the Spirit Hall."

Tang San stood up, his eyes resolute.

"I go."

What's that place called?

Tang Chen's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"The City of Slaughter".

……

Wuhun City.

Today, however, the place is decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and the sound of gongs and drums fills the air.

The red carpet stretched all the way to the city gate in the square in front of the Papal Palace.

The roadsides were crowded with Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall and ordinary citizens.

At the entrance to the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong wore a golden papal robe, a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and held a scepter, exuding nobility and aloofness.

But if you look closely, you'll notice that her fingers, which are holding the scepter, are slightly pale.

She was excited, and behind her, the Grand Master Qian Daoliu, unusually, stepped out of the Offering Hall.

The second enshrined deity, Golden Crocodile Douluo, along with several other enshrined deities, were also present.

"Nana, stop standing on your tiptoes, or you'll fly away." Xie Yue smiled helplessly.

"There's nothing I can do; I haven't seen my second brother for a whole year."

Hu Liena and Xie Yue returned a little earlier than Hu Bai and the others. Only after being informed by the God of Lust and the God of Destruction did they learn that Hu Bai and the others had finished their trials and were on their way back.

That is, today!
Just then, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the previously clear sky.

"coming!"

A sharp glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's murky old eyes.

The light dissipated.

Several figures appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

The leader was dressed in white, his silver hair flying in the wind.

That breathtakingly handsome face, adorned with its usual languid smile, belonged to Hu Bai, who had disappeared for a year!

And behind him.

Gu Yuena was as aloof as the moon, while Wang Qiu'er was charming and adorable.

Further on were Ning Fengzhi, whose face was glowing red; Chen Xin, who had an air of otherworldly grace; and Dugu Bo, Gu Rong, and Guang Ling, who all had faces that looked like they belonged to a celestial being.

"noob!"

Bibi Dong could no longer maintain her papal dignity and subconsciously took two steps forward.

"Teacher, I'm back."

Hu Bai flashed and in the next second, he was already standing in front of Bibi Dong.

"I'm sorry to have worried you this year."

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Bai, and she was also somewhat excited.

She could sense that Hu Bai had changed, becoming even more unfathomable.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Qian Daoliu also walked over at this moment, his gaze swept over Hu Bai, and then he gasped.

"hiss--"

"Your cultivation level..."

Qian Daoliu's shout drew everyone's attention.

Hu Bai smiled slightly, made no attempt to hide his presence, and directly released his aura.

boom!
A terrifying surge of soul power erupted into the sky!

Level ninety-three!

The whole place was dead silent.

"Level 93?!"

Yue Guan's voice even changed tone.

"I remember His Highness was only level 80 when he left, right?"

"Leveled up more than ten times in a year? And even broke through the bottleneck of Title Douluo?!"

Ghostly's lips twitched as he looked at Hu Bai as if he were a monster.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo standing to the side said, "Yue Guan, Gui Mei, you two have improved quite a bit this year."

This time, Yue Guan and Gui Mei accompanied Hu Liena to participate in the God of Lust's test.

After the assessment, they received considerable rewards, and both of their ninth spirit rings were upgraded to 100,000 years!

This means they will be qualified to aim for level 98 or even 99 in the future!

And this was only the first test for Hu Liena.

As protectors, they will definitely accompany Hu Liena through the nine trials.

Hu Leyao and Xie Tian were in a similar situation; while accompanying Xie Yue, they also gained a lot of benefits themselves.

The age limit of all spirit rings has been increased by five thousand years!
The Soul Ring configuration has changed from two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red to three purple, five black, and one red!
However, the shock was not over yet.

Ning Fengzhi, who was behind Hu Bai, also walked up with a smile.

He cupped his hands in greeting to Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope, High Priest."

Bibi Dong looked at Ning Fengzhi and raised her eyebrows slightly.

She keenly sensed that Ning Fengzhi's aura had changed.

But now, Ning Fengzhi seems to have been reborn, radiating a smooth and lustrous glow.

"Sect Leader Ning, it seems you've gained quite a lot from this experience," Bibi Dong asked tentatively.

Ning Fengzhi was waiting for these words!

He smiled reservedly and waved his hand dismissively, pretending not to care.

"Oh, not at all, it's all thanks to Xiaobai."

"It's just that we made a slight breakthrough in overcoming the bottleneck."

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi had a sudden thought.

hum!
A dazzling pagoda appeared in his palm.

But this time, it's not the seventh floor.

It's nine floors!

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!

The nine soul rings vibrated in perfect unison.

"Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"Nine-Ring Title Douluo!"

"There are still two 100,000-year soul rings!"

At this moment, not only Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo, but even Qian Daoliu couldn't help but take a step forward.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's martial soul flaw is an axiom known throughout the entire soul master world.

Level 79 is the ceiling.

But now, Ning Fengzhi has broken this flaw!

He not only evolved his martial soul, but also became a Title Douluo of the support type!
The first Title Douluo in the history of the mainland to be created by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

This level of gold content is absolutely amazing!
"My God..."

Hu Liena, who was in the crowd, covered her mouth.

Although she knew her second brother was capable, she didn't expect him to be this capable.

It can actually help people defy fate?!
"Hehe, this is all thanks to Xiaobai. After completing the trials, my Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolved into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and I was also granted a divinely bestowed soul ring." (End of this chapter)