Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 68 Complete Integration, Rongrong's Protective Role

Chen Xin reacted the fastest. Almost instantly, he waved his hand and set up a soul power barrier, covering the entire square and isolating it from all external detection.

Ning Fengzhi's hands, which had been behind his back, were now clenched tightly.

His heart skipped a beat when those two ten-thousand-year soul rings appeared.

This spirit ring ratio completely defies common sense!

"Feng Zhi—" Gu Rong's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Looking at the soul ring at Ye Xuanming's feet, Ning Fengzhi could no longer maintain his composure as sect leader.

Ning Rongrong looked at the shocked expressions of her three elders, her little face full of pride.

Look, this is the man I chose.

Ye Xuanming ignored their shock.

He could feel that the pressure from the Soul Emperor level still hadn't reached the limits of his body.

Then, in his heart, the newly integrated Eight Spider Lances, under this immense external force, emitted a series of yearning cries.

It wants to merge more deeply with its spine.

"Senior Bone Douluo, that's not enough."

Ye Xuanming spoke again.

These words were like a thunderclap dropped on a calm lake.

Not enough?

Gu Rong took a deep breath; he was no longer testing the younger generation.

He was witnessing the birth of a monster.

"good!"

He uttered a single word, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up.

The pressure of a Soul Saint level descended!

Click!

The bluestone slab beneath Ye Xuanming's feet was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

His entire body was groaning, and his muscles were trembling violently.

A heart-wrenching pain suddenly exploded from his back.

"Ugh!"

Ye Xuanming couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Eight jet-black bone spears, shimmering with an eerie purple light, suddenly pierced out from under his clothes and plunged deep into the ground.

Eight Spider Lances!

A spirit bone attached!

The pupils of Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong shrank to the size of pinpoints at that moment.

If the previous twin martial souls and the ten-thousand-year fourth ring were shocking...

The external soul bone that appeared out of nowhere and was forcibly fused under such pressure was truly terrifying!

They could sense that this external soul bone was merging completely with Ye Xuanming's spine in a brutal way.

The growth of every bone and the connection of every meridian were forcibly catalyzed and completed under the immense pressure of this soul power.

He is using the pressure of a Title Douluo to temper himself!

Ning Rongrong was terrified. When she saw Ye Xuanming's pained expression, tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

"Grandpa Bones! Stop!"

"No!" Ye Xuanming gritted his teeth and squeezed out a single word.

The fusion of the eight spider spears with the body has reached its most crucial moment.

Ye Xuanming could feel a violent force surging up his spine and into his limbs and bones.

Looking at the trembling boy in the arena who was still desperately holding on, Gu Rong felt a surge of emotions.

He has met countless geniuses in his life.

But none of them could have had such a profound impact on him as the one before him.

Then I'll grant your wish!

The ancient banyan tree activated its soul power once more.

Peak Soul Saint!

The eight spider spears on Ye Xuanming's back trembled violently, and the purple light on their surface flowed, completely becoming indistinguishable from his flesh and bones.

A feeling far stronger than before rose from the depths of Ye Xuanming's heart.

He slowly straightened his back, which was almost crushed by the weight.

It became.

"Senior Bone Douluo, that's enough."

Ye Xuanming's voice was a little hoarse, but it conveyed a sense of joy.

Upon hearing this, Gu Rong withdrew his oppressive aura.

He stared at Ye Xuanming, who was still standing there, speechless for a long time.

Ning Rongrong ran over crying and helped Ye Xuanming up.

"Brother Ye, how are you? Are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Ye Xuanming shook his head and stood up with Ning Rongrong's help.

He retrieved his martial spirit and spirit rings, and the eight spider spears on his back quietly disappeared.

Ning Fengzhi felt a pang of anxiety as he looked at Ye Xuanming's pale face.

He immediately took out a jade bottle from his soul tool and was about to step forward.

"Xuanming, this is the sect's best healing pill—"

He stopped before he could finish speaking.

A soft blue halo appeared around Ye Xuanming.

The halo was filled with a powerful sense of life, like the warm spring sun, gently enveloping him.

The minor internal injuries on his body caused by the immense pressure are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The jade bottle in Ning Fengzhi's hand seemed somewhat superfluous.

This was the first time Chen Xin and Gu Rong had ever seen such a peculiar healing ability.

Ye Xuanming didn't explain this soul skill either; there was no need.

Within his soul sea, Ah Yin was staring intently at Ye Xuanming.

Seeing this young man, who clearly possesses talent that is difficult for ordinary people to match, yet still chooses to hone himself in the most arduous and even dangerous way, Ah Yin's heart was also stirred.

Such a mindset, such perseverance.

Perhaps, Xuanming can really reach that point and touch upon a realm that mortals cannot reach.

A moment later, Ye Xuanming exhaled a breath of stale air, and his complexion returned to normal.

His injuries have healed.

"Grandpa Bones, you went too far!"

Seeing that Ye Xuanming was alright, Ning Rongrong immediately turned around and shouted at Gu Rong with her hands on her hips.

"And Dad and Grandpa Jian, you just stand by and watch him bully Brother Ye!"

Her little face was puffed up with anger, as if she wanted to get justice for her man.

Gu Rong's face twitched slightly, as if she were about to lose her composure.

He, the mighty Bone Douluo, was publicly reprimanded by a little girl.

"Ahem, Rongrong, it was Brother Ye who requested it."

Ye Xuanming reached out and pulled Ning Rongrong into his arms, whispering in her ear.

Ning Rongrong's body went limp, but she still let out a soft snort of defiance.

"That's going too far."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly as he looked at his daughter's protective attitude, but then felt a sense of relief.

His gaze fell on Ye Xuanming again, but this time, the scrutinizing intent had completely disappeared.

Instead, there is genuine recognition and appreciation.

"Hehe, good lad, this is the first time I've ever seen a Soul Sect member dare to withstand the pressure of my Soul Saint."

Gu Rong chuckled twice, giving himself a way out.

"It's mainly for fusing with the soul bone. Thank you for your help, senior."

Ye Xuanming responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"snort."

Ning Rongrong broke free from Ye Xuanming's embrace and raised her chin.

"That's to be expected."

"If Dad knew what kind of betrothal gift Brother Ye gave me, his jaw would drop!"

The atmosphere in the square changed instantly after those words were spoken.

bride price?

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin exchanged a glance.

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi became interested and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"A betrothal gift that our Rongrong values ​​so highly must be extraordinary."

"What kind of treasure is it?"

Gu Rong also came over, looking curious.

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