Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Haotian Hammer!"

Tang Hao's voice echoed like thunder over Wuhun City, followed by a series of booming sounds as buildings collapsed.

Before anyone could react, the sounds of battle vanished as if they had never happened.

"That's it."

Sword Douluo said expressionlessly.

"Is it the mistress and her father?"

Ning Rongrong quickly asked.

"Obviously."

Wang Teng nodded.

"Won't they be in danger?"

Ning Rongrong was a little worried.

"Don't worry."

Sword Douluo analyzed, "Judging from the location of the battle just now, it should have happened at the city gate."

"It's most likely that the Spirit Hall launched a sneak attack when Tang San left, which led to Tang Hao's appearance."

"Judging from the fluctuations in the battle, the Spirit Hall probably didn't deploy too many forces. Tang Hao should have safely evacuated with Tang San."

"Alright, let's hurry up and go."

Ning Fengzhi stood up and urged him on.

Without further delay, the group packed their belongings, boarded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's carriage, and left Martial Soul City overnight.

The wheels rolled on, gradually leaving the magnificent six-pointed star-shaped city behind.

Inside the carriage, Wang Teng took out the 30,000-year-old fire-attribute right arm bone from his storage soul tool and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback and asked, "What, aren't you going to absorb it?"

"During this time, we are very grateful for the protection of Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword."

Wang Teng spoke in a calm tone, as if he were stating something perfectly natural.

"This soul bone is a small token of my appreciation."

In truth, Wang Teng knew that this 30,000-year-old fire-attribute soul bone was of little significance to him.

His Sacred Firebird Spinning Top was already at the pinnacle of fire; absorbing another fire-attribute soul bone would only provide limited improvement.

It would be better to use it to do someone a favor.

After all, he will need Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's help to hunt for his spirit rings in the future, and he will have to repay these favors sooner or later.

"Good lad."

Ning Fengzhi gave Wang Teng a deep look, and without refusing, accepted the soul bone.

He patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, his eyes showing even greater satisfaction.

"Uncle Ning, I plan to absorb this head soul bone now."

Wang Teng took out the 50,000-year-old head bone, its crystal-clear surface emitting a soft white light inside the carriage.

"The rest is up to you."

"Don't worry, just absorb it."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, signaling Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo to protect him.

Wang Teng sat down cross-legged and placed the head bone on his forehead.

The moment the soul bone touched his skin, the soul power quickly entered his brow.

In Wang Teng's spiritual sea, the world was turned upside down.

The immense power emanating from the 50,000-year-old soul bone surged in, causing Wang Teng's spiritual sea to tremble violently.

The once calm lake surface was now churned with towering waves, and the golden spiritual array flickered erratically under the impact, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"Hold on!"

Ah Yin's voice echoed in his mind, and the figure of the woman in blue appeared in the center of the magic circle, quickly adjusting her hands to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

Wang Teng gritted his teeth, immersing his consciousness in the sea of ​​his mind, and worked with A Yin to stabilize the magic array.

A brilliant golden light shone forth, and the boundaries of the magic circle began to expand outward.

One zhang, two zhang...

The entire Sea of ​​Spirit is expanding at a visible rate.

The magic circle expanded, and the golden patterns re-condensed on the new boundary, becoming more intricate and solid.

When the expansion finally stopped, an invisible barrier quietly rose at the edge of the Sea of ​​Spirit, enveloping the entire Sea of ​​Spirit.

That barrier is invisible and intangible, yet it truly exists.

Wang Teng could feel that it was like a city wall, protecting his spiritual core and preventing any external spiritual forces from invading.

Three hours later, Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes.

"Success?"

Ning Fengzhi asked.

Wang Teng nodded and sensed the soul power within his body.

I've leveled up again; I'm now level 46.

What is a Soul Bone Skill?

Ning Fengzhi pressed for an answer.

"It's called 'Phantom Space'."

Wang Teng explained, "This Soul Bone Technique has two methods of use."

"The first type is to form an illusory space in the sea of ​​spirit."

"This can defend against mental attacks. As long as the Illusionary Space is not breached, I will not suffer any mental harm."

"Those illusions, charms, and mental attacks are all ineffective."

"The second method is to release the illusion space externally."

"Draw the enemy's mind in and make them fall into a hallucination."

"In the illusionary space, I am the absolute master."

Ning Fengzhi nodded repeatedly after hearing this, his eyes full of admiration.

The soul bone skill of a 50,000-year-old head soul bone is indeed extraordinary.

It combines offense and defense, protecting one's own spirit while attacking the enemy's.

This is undoubtedly a great boost to Wang Teng.

The carriage sped through the night, gradually moving away from Wuhun City.

Wang Teng leaned against the carriage wall and closed his eyes.

In the sea of ​​his spirit, an invisible barrier stood silently, guarding his spirit.

Chapter 383 Tiger King's Territory, Family Reunion

The carriage sped along the official road, its wheels rolling and kicking up a trail of dust.

It has been seven days since we left Wuhun City. The scenery along the way has gradually changed from plains to hills, and then from hills to continuous mountain forests.

On this day, the carriage veered off the main road and turned onto a newly built side road.

The road surface is flat and wide, with neat rows of trees planted on both sides. They look like they were planted recently, and the trunks are wrapped with insect-proof straw ropes.

"Huh, where are we going?"

Ning Rongrong lifted the carriage curtain and peered out curiously.

"You'll know when you arrive."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, without giving a direct answer.

After another hour of travel, a city suddenly appeared ahead.

The city wall wasn't very high, about five or six zhang (approximately 10-13 meters), but it was entirely made of bluish-gray stone bricks, and looked sturdy and brand new.

Three large characters are engraved above the city gate.

Tiger King City.

Wang Teng saw those three words through the car window, and his heart stirred slightly.

Tiger King... Tiger King Village.

He subconsciously thought of the small village where he grew up.

As the carriage entered the city, Wang Teng looked out the window.

The scene in the city surprised him somewhat.

Everywhere you can see the fresh marks; many places are still wet, and workers are busy with construction.

The streets are wide and straight, with some shops already open and others still under renovation, and the air is filled with the smell of fresh wood and lime.

This is a city under construction, brimming with vitality.

"Where is this place?"

Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed, looking completely bewildered, and asked, "Why don't I remember there being a city around the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

"It wasn't there when I went home last time."

Ning Fengzhi stroked his beard and laughed, "This is the newly built Tiger King City, of course you haven't seen it before."

"Tiger King City?"