Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 306 Three Arrows Suppress the Bull Heaven, Honorary Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Reflections of a Thousand-Year-Old Dynasty

"The last time I witnessed a scene like this was when Tianjuan and Long Yeyue were besieging Harosa together. Counting the years, I have no idea how many years have passed."

As Qian Gu Die Ting approached the earth-shattering battlefield step by step, his thoughts drifted, giving rise to a sense of loss and regret.

Niu Tian's body was battered and bruised, with conspicuous bloody holes in his chest and abdomen from which blood gushed out, revealing the stark white bones and shattered internal organs inside. Qian Gu Die Ting made a brief comparison and felt that he could also launch such an attack.

But you'll probably have to use the Panlong Staff Technique until the very last few moves.

Over the years, he has devoted himself to seclusion, studying the ninth form of the Panlong Staff Technique conceived by his ancestors. He can only vaguely see the outline, as if he is about to grasp it, but he can't. This makes him very anxious.

"Should I make a move now?"

Qian Gu Die Ting thought to himself that the ninth move of the Panlong Staff Technique was a combat technique involving divine laws, and the only way to master it was to touch divine power, which these two people happened to be.

Qian Gu Die Ting was willing to burn his life at all costs to reach the god level; but let alone whether he could master the ninth strike, he would die soon after, so what use would it be if he did?

Qian Gu Qingfeng cultivated the Purgatory Halberd but could not inherit the Panlong Staff Technique. Even if Qian Gu Dongfeng, that good-for-nothing, left him with the staff technique insights, he still couldn't master it.

The Qian Gu Zhang Ting is now in ruins. He did have a few children after becoming a seed messenger, but they haven't reached the point where they can test their innate soul power and martial soul yet. He can't see a single capable successor. How can Qian Gu Die Ting close his eyes in peace?

"boom!"

In Qian Gu Die Ting's view, the battle between Niu Tian and Feng Zaixing did not stop because of his arrival. To be precise, Feng Zaixing did not stop his offensive and gave Niu Tian another hard kick.

Niu Tian plummeted like a rolling watermelon, spurting blood wildly in mid-air, staining the sky with crimson lines, showing none of the demeanor of a powerful figure.

Feng Zaixing's divine mech soared through the air, transforming into a giant longbow. The divine weapon of the Fire God, the Heavenly Pestle, served as the arrow. Feng Zaixing drew the bowstring with one arm like a full moon, aiming at Niu Tian.

With a "whoosh," the "arrow" pierced through the air for a thousand meters, its blazing flames burning the sky. It precisely broke through Niu Tian's protective soul power and struck Niu Tian's left chest, bringing with it a burst of bloody light.

The ultimate expression of the fire element was fully displayed at this moment. Qian Gu Die Ting felt that Feng Zai Xing was announcing to the world what the ultimate fire was.

"The second arrow."

Feng Zaixing whispered, took out the Golden Dragon Spear, and transformed it into an arrow, shooting it towards Niu Tian.

"Boom!"

Qian Gu Die Ting's brows trembled violently as he watched. The power of this second arrow was even stronger and purer than that of the first. There was no attribute enhancement; all that it had was the purest and most domineering power!

With a thunderous roar, Niu Tian was struck by an arrow and fell to the ground, sending up a cloud of flying rocks and thick smoke.

"The third arrow."

Feng Zaixing took out the divine artifact, the Heavenly Saint Sword, and nocked it onto his war bow, his target being Niu Tian's head.

The people watching Qian Gu Die Ting were already numb. Their Qian Gu family did have a few divine artifacts, but they could never use them as bows and arrows with the same extravagant and inhumane generosity as Feng Zai Xing.

Moreover—as a powerful figure who had participated in the killing of Harosa, Qian Gu Die Ting found the Heavenly Sacred Sword very familiar. He suspected that Feng Zai Xing had stolen Harosa's "Netherworld Lament" artifact and brought it back to modify it into a divine artifact.

"I really can't compete with the young man. If he doesn't fight me head-on, but relies on the advantage of his weapon to overpower me, even my powerful Dragon Staff can't suppress him."

Qian Gu Die Ting sighed inwardly.

If it's a weakling, he won't care about even the most powerful artifact. One hit from the Panlong Staff will teach him a lesson, and the artifact will be knocked away.

However, Feng Zaixing is at the same level as him or even stronger, and using a divine artifact can significantly widen the gap between them.

"Mr. Qian Gu, would you like to go down and check on those bandits?"

At that moment, he heard Feng Zaixing's faint laughter.

Qian Gu Die Ting responded with an "Alright," and asked with considerable interest, "I wonder where these bandits came from? How did they end up in the hands of your Holy Venerable Douluo?"

"His younger brother tried to steal our Tree of Life from the Blood God Legion, but we caught and killed him. I followed his trail and found him, and it took some effort to chase him down to where he is now."

The wind rises again, its sleeves billowing like clouds, as it casually explains some things.

"Oh, I see."

Qian Gu Die Ting suddenly realized that stealing the Life Tree was indeed something the Federation could not tolerate. Even if it was a quasi-god, Feng Zai Xing would pursue and kill him to the end.

Now that powerful man has been wounded by Feng Zaixing's three divine arrows, his injuries are beyond repair, and he has no way to escape.

The two arrived at the pit where Niu Tian was, only to find him lying weakly on the ground. His soul power was insufficient to maintain his human form, revealing his true form as the Azure Bull Python.

On the bull's head, chest, and abdomen, divine artifacts were deeply embedded, disintegrating and absorbing its life energy, and despair was reflected in the bull's eyes.

"Impressive methods, impressive skills. No wonder Shrek Academy and the Tang Clan regard you as a ruthless demon."

Niu Tian spoke weakly. He had no interest in getting involved in the conflicts of the human world and was happy to see these people fighting like dogs. But today he had experienced firsthand Feng Zaixing's methods.

"You flatter me. I, Feng, have always acted this way. I show no mercy to my enemies. I would be very pleased if you called me Old Demon Feng."

Feng Zaixing accepted the compliment with a faint smile, quite pleased that his reputation was even more infamous, so that he would have less trouble.

Of course, no one in the Douluo Continent can cause him any trouble now; he has crushed almost all the tough guys.

If we kill Niu Tian today, Tang San will lose the last loyal confidant he left in this world.

After a moment's thought, Feng Zaixing glanced at Qian Gu Dieting and said with a smile, "Mr. Qian Gu, does the Spirit Pagoda accept investment from outsiders?"

Qian Gu Die Ting was taken aback, and asked with some confusion, "What do you mean? Our Spirit Pagoda—is quite large and powerful."

"Ordinary things certainly wouldn't be worthy of my attention, but this monstrous creature, once transformed into a soul, should be a million-year-old being, wouldn't it qualify?"

Feng Zaixing pointed to the immobile Niu Tian and, in front of him, made the deal with the Spirit Pagoda, introducing him as follows: "This person was originally the Azure Bull Python, the beast king of the Star Dou Great Forest 20,000 years ago. He was sacrificed to the former Sea God Tang San, and was later resurrected and rebuilt by Tang San, who threw him down to the mortal realm to guard Tang San's daughter, Tang Wutong. He stayed there for more than 10,000 years."

After the realm of gods disappeared, this guy couldn't go back, so he and his brother plotted a counterattack against the human world.

After glancing at the Panlong Staff in Qian Gu Die Ting's hand, Feng Zaixing said meaningfully, "In addition, after he advanced to the God level, his bloodline evolved, transforming from a Azure Bull Python into an Azure Divine Dragon. He is quite capable, with strong lightning, water attributes, and dragon bloodline."

Qian Gu Die Ting's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Such a good thing, you're willing to give it to us?"

"I want his soul bone, but I don't need the soul rings for now."

Feng Zaixing shrugged and said, "This guy will definitely have a million-year soul ring after he dies, which only a twin martial soul master can absorb."

"Currently, there's no suitable candidate in my generation. Killing him would be too wasteful, as the spirit ring storage device can't preserve it for long."

"It would be better to do you a favor and turn you into spirits; that way, things can last."

"I just don't know—" Feng Zaixing smiled at Qian Gu Dieting, "Mr. Qian Gu, would you dare accept my investment?"

"Hahahaha! What does it matter? What does it matter? Our ancient family has fought against heaven and earth; are we afraid of a little trouble?"

Qian Gu Die Ting laughed loudly. He naturally knew that accepting Niu Tian might offend Tang San, the Sea God who might still be alive; but the God Realm was gone, so what was he afraid of?

By the time Tang San returns to the Douluo Continent, his ancient family might already be gone, and his own grave might be long gone too.

Moreover, one should have the mindset to fight against all odds to cultivate the Panlong Staff Technique. Qian Gu Die Ting felt that the reason he hadn't mastered the ninth form of the Panlong Staff Technique was probably because he hadn't made any big moves like Feng Zai Xing when he was young.

If he had been causing chaos like Feng Zaixing, he would have mastered the Panlong Staff Technique long ago and could have swept across all directions without a problem!

"You, you all actually, actually—"

Niu Tian's eyes widened in disbelief. He never imagined that the malice of the human world was even more terrifying than he had thought, that they would sell him off like merchandise in just a few words.

"It's already a great favor that we spared your life."

Seeing that Niu Tian had something to say, Feng Zaixing urged the Heavenly Saint Sword to fly out, causing Niu Tian to faint on the spot from the pain.

Overjoyed, Qian Gu Die Ting called his old subordinates inside the tower and issued twelve urgent orders: "The million-year-old soul beast has arrived. Come and transport it immediately."

After doing all this, Qian Gu Die Ting solemnly looked at Feng Zai Xing, bowed, and said solemnly, "I was in seclusion before and failed to restrain my children and grandchildren from their recklessness. I hope Your Majesty will not blame me. I only regret that he is the only one of my descendants who has a bloodline to continue. Although Qing Feng and his wife have a good relationship, they have no descendants."

"Otherwise, without Your Majesty's divine might, I would have personally dealt with this traitor! Alas!"

A hint of joy flashed in Feng Zaixing's eyes as he helped Qian Gu Die Ting up and smiled, "It's only human nature, there's no need to worry too much. To be honest, I find it quite strange that Brother Qingfeng and his wife, who are of excellent character, have no descendants. As for the Qian Gu Dongfeng lineage—each generation is worse than the last."

"Your Majesty is right, I also have a terrible headache."

When it comes to the issue of continuing the family line, Qian Gu Die Ting also has a big headache, as his family members are all very different in temperament and talent.

He was a ruthless person who dared to fight against heaven and earth, but Qian Gu Dong Feng was full of scheming. When he arrived at Qian Gu Zhang Ting, he had neither courage nor brains. He was neither of the two.

Qian Gu Qingfeng was aloof and indifferent, showing no interest in many things, which made Qian Gu Dieting scratch his head in disbelief.

"It seems I need to find a way to ensure Qingfeng has an heir."

Qian Gu Die Ting figured out what Feng Zai Xing meant: he thought Qian Gu Qing Feng was a good person, but Qian Gu Dong Feng was rotten to the core.

At Feng Zaixing's age, he could dominate the continent for at least a hundred years. If the new generation of the Qian Gu family came from the Qian Gu Dong Feng lineage, he would definitely dislike them. Only the descendants of Qian Gu Qing Feng would not arouse Feng Zaixing's resentment when competing for the position of the Spirit Transmission Tower Master.

Now the question is, what kind of medicine can help boost the popularity of Limit Douluo?

It seems that such a thing doesn't exist in Douluo Continent, but it's said that some extraordinary individuals in the neighboring Star Luo Continent have researched this kind of medicine.

He secretly thought to himself, "I'll send someone to buy some more later, and make sure it's enough."

"Old Tower Master, Your Majesty the Holy One, we have arrived!" Dozens of streaks of light shot out, revealing themselves to be experts from the Spirit Transmission Tower.

"It's good that you're here. Clean up this place and take this million-year-old soul beast back to deal with it properly. This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. Prepare the best research equipment for me and turn it into a soul spirit."

Qian Gu Die Ting pointed out.

"Yes!" The people of the Spirit Tower responded loudly, their eyes burning with fervor.

With a million-year-old soul beast, the Spirit Pagoda has become incredibly powerful.

Qian Gu Die Ting nodded, pondered for a second, and then smiled as he introduced Feng Zai Xing to everyone beside him: "This Holy Venerable One needs no introduction. He is the one who gave this million-year-old soul beast to this tower."

"Therefore, in my capacity as the former tower master, I propose that His Majesty the Holy One be granted the highest honor of honorary tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, and that an image be erected in his honor, placing him alongside Spirit Ice Douluo."

"I believe Leng Yaozhu will not object to this proposal."

He looked at Feng Zaixing and smiled, saying, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The so-called martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions. Since Feng Zaixing took the initiative to show goodwill, Qian Gu Die Ting naturally knew what it meant to reciprocate.

Feng Zaixing cupped his hands and smiled, "That is indeed my wish, I dare not ask you."

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