Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

"However, our appearance is somewhat special, as we are transformed from human souls into the spirits of demigod artifacts."

"What?! You can be shocked like this?!"

"How is this possible!"

However, this explanation was clearly beyond Xingjin Furnace's expectations, and it looked at the two of them with a sense of bewilderment.

He had only heard that semi-divine artifacts needed a long time to develop sentience, but he had never heard of artificially creating artifact spirits.

Forcibly turning the soul of a powerful human into the spirit of a semi-divine artifact is a transcendent skill that ordinary people cannot accomplish.

At least in the era he knew, no one could do that.

Whether a semi-divine artifact spirit can be generated depends solely on luck and the passage of time.

"Ordinary people certainly can't do that, but what if I said it was that Grim Reaper!"

"In a sense, we, including you, are now part of the rewards for participating in the trials of death."

Ning Xian and He Xi exchanged a glance, and then Ning Xian spoke.

What followed was a series of events concerning this long-forgotten continent, which the two recounted as briefly as possible.

The Star Gold Furnace was completely stunned by what it heard.

It knew who Death was, because Death had already appeared in that era.

No one has the right to interfere or question what these high-ranking figures in the heavens want to do.

It never dreamed that after sleeping for so long, it would wake up as a reward for someone else's trial.

However, Xingjin Furnace quickly understood.

What kind of being is Death? His trials are the most difficult of all the gods.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense to use ourselves as a reward.

"Wait a minute, there's another treasure inside this blessed land. You must take it with you!"

Just as Tang Lan had finished searching and was about to leave, Xingjin Furnace seemed to remember something and quickly spoke up.

Tang Lan, puzzled, stopped and asked, "What is it?"

"It's an embroidery needle!"

"Look, it's right there on that wooden stake! Don't underestimate it, this stake is a ten-thousand-year-old Heavenly Thunder Wood."

"That thing is usually very restless, and when it's unclaimed, only the Ten-Thousand-Year Heavenly Thunder Wood can suppress it."

Xingjin Furnace explained somewhat helplessly.

Clearly, even it was afraid of that thing, which showed that it was not something easy to deal with.

Tang Lan looked in the direction the Star Gold Furnace was pointing.

Sure enough, there was a wooden stake standing in a corner, and a silver needle the size of a hair was stuck in the center of the stake.

"What use is this little thing! It doesn't seem that outstanding!"

Tang Lan examined it carefully for a moment, and suddenly a plan came to mind. So, following the method she had used to deal with the Star Gold Furnace, she pretended to look down on the thing.

Sure enough, not long after Tang Lan uttered those words, the silver needles began to buzz.

Then, streaks of lightning began to emerge from the ancient Thunderwood, attempting to suppress the silver needle that was trying to escape.

Seeing this, Tang Lan added fuel to the fire, saying, "Is that all the strength you have? You can even restrain a mere ten-thousand-year-old Heavenly Thunderwood. How powerful can such a treasure be!"

This statement clearly enraged Silver Needle.

A series of violent tremors followed, and the silver needle seemed to be trying to grow larger and break free from the constraints of the Thunderwood.

Tang Lan was shocked when she saw it, not expecting that the silver needle could change size.

At the same time, Tang Lan thought of someone: the iron rod in the monkey's hand from back then.

Could this silver needle in front of me also become like that? If its power is just as terrifying, then I've really struck gold this time.

boom----

Just as Tang Lan was lost in thought, the silver needles in front of her actually shattered the ten-thousand-year-old Heavenly Thunderwood.

At the same time, a silver needle suddenly appeared in front of Tang Lan at an extremely fast speed.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, followed by a loud bang. It had actually pierced through the wall of the cave next to it.

The wall was sliced ​​open as if cutting tofu, and in the blink of an eye, it was back in front of Tang Lan.

It was as if this guy was deliberately showing off his strength in front of Tang Lan, because Tang Lan had just shown his contempt for him.

"Alright, okay, I know you're good, is that alright now?"

"I am here on the behalf of Senior Cang to pass on his mantle."

"If you don't want to follow me, you can leave on your own. After all, some things depend on fate."

Tang Lan vaguely sensed that this guy's intelligence was exceptionally high, but he didn't yet have the ability to conjure a physical spirit.

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He knew a saying: the higher the rank of a deity, the more difficult it is for them to create a spirit.

The silver needle in front of us is clearly in this situation.

But everything depends on fate. If the silver needle doesn't want to follow her, Tang Lan won't force it.

Surprisingly, the silver needle simply floated quietly in front of Tang Lan, without making any further movements even after Tang Lan spoke.

On the contrary, when Cang's name was mentioned, the guy's body trembled slightly.

In this way, Tang Lan roughly judged that this silver needle must have had a very deep relationship with its previous owner, Cang.

Then a whooshing sound was heard, and the silver needle began to spin.

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a silver iron rod that could grab me. The rod was about six feet long and seemed to have been specially made for Tang Lan and the other person.

Tang Lan could clearly see that there were several ancient, gray characters that were difficult to understand on the shaft of the staff.

In the end, without exception, it was Ning Xian who was needed to decipher the true meaning.

"The Void-Piercing Needle, that's right, that's its name."

After a few dozen breaths, Ning Xian explained the meaning of the inscription on it.

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself, "What a good name, but I wonder if they actually have the ability to live up to it."

The word "empty" should, if I'm not mistaken, refer to space.

A mystic needle capable of breaking through space is incredibly powerful.

As is widely known, the power of space and time is among the most powerful forces in the entire Soul World.

Tang Lan had almost never heard of anyone being able to forcibly break through these two forces at the same level.

swoosh————

Unexpectedly, the Void-Piercing Needle seemed to have seen through Tang Lan's thoughts.

It vanished from Tang Lan's sight with a whoosh. At that moment, Tang Lan clearly saw that the guy didn't disappear because he was too fast.

Instead, a white light flashed from the stick, and then it actually pierced through the space in front of it.

When the Void-Piercing Needle reappeared, it was already on Tang Lan's right.

"What an amazing Void-Piercing Needle!"

"If you're willing, I can sign a contract with you."

Tang Lan's eyes lit up after seeing it, and she spoke up.

Ultimately, he was the only human here; these guys could only get out by relying on him, Tang Lan. (End of Chapter)