Lin Yaoyang took a deep breath and sat cross-legged beside the corpse of the Crimson Flame Earth Dragon.
He closed his eyes and guided the purple spirit ring to drift towards him.
The moment the spirit ring touched his body, a warm energy surged into him, traveling along his Meridians.
Although that energy was vast, it was not violent; instead, it carried a docile affinity, as if it were actively cooperating with his absorption.
Snow Empress and Ice Empress stood on his left and right, vigilantly watching the surroundings.
“A two-thousand-year spirit ring is indeed no problem for him,” Ice Empress said in a low voice, “but I’m still a bit worried.”
Snow Empress nodded gently.
“His physical strength is sufficient, and his Foundation is solid.
Nothing will happen.”
Time passed second by second.
Lin Yaoyang’s brows occasionally furrowed, but they quickly smoothed out again.
Under his guidance, the purple spirit ring slowly merged into his body, its light gradually fading.
After more than half an hour.
Lin Yaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a scorching golden light flashed across the depths of his eyes.
He let out a long breath and stood up.
With a thought, a purple spirit ring slowly rose from beneath his feet, rotating around his body.
A thousand-year first spirit ring!
Lin Yaoyang clenched his fists, feeling the surging new power within his body.
The whale glue, snow lotus, and ginseng he had eaten over the years had now transformed into the most solid Foundation, supporting him in crossing the threshold of absorbing a thousand-year spirit ring.
His Soul Power jumped directly to level fifteen!
Ice Empress leaned in, looking him up and down, carefully sensing Lin Yaoyang’s aura, her face blooming with a smile.
“Good lad!
A thousand-year first spirit ring and jumping straight to level fifteen; how many people would be scared to death if they heard about your cultivation speed!”
Lin Yaoyang chuckled.
Snow Empress stepped forward and reached out to stroke his head, her eyes full of gratification.
“Yaoyang, how do you feel?
What is your first Spirit Ability?”
Lin Yaoyang closed his eyes, sensing the information about his newly acquired Spirit Ability.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, a flash of surprise appearing in them.
“Sister Xueer, I feel like my whole body is full of power!” he said excitedly.
“I’ve named my first Spirit Ability True Flame Eruption!”
“True Flame Eruption?” Ice Empress asked curiously.
“What effect does it have?”
Lin Yaoyang explained, “After using it, I can erupt with flame True Qi, which can burn and knock back all surrounding enemies.
At the same time…”
The smile on his face became even brighter.
“At the same time, it can also provide me with a one hundred percent boost to all attributes!”
As his voice fell.
Snow Empress and Ice Empress were both stunned.
“What did you say?” Ice Empress widened her eyes.
“Knock back enemies…
and it even comes with a boost?”
Snow Empress was also slightly moved.
“A one hundred percent boost to all attributes?”
Lin Yaoyang nodded vigorously, a purple spirit ring flickering on his body, confirming the truth of his words.
Snow Empress and Ice Empress looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other’s eyes.
One Spirit Ability, two effects.
And these two effects, one is crowd control, the other is a boost.
Crowd control is one thing; knocking back surrounding enemies is indeed useful in close-quarters combat.
But that boost…
A one hundred percent boost to all attributes.
What kind of concept is this?
It means that in battle, Lin Yaoyang can activate this Spirit Ability at a critical moment, instantly doubling his combat power.
Whether attacking or defending, whether speed or strength, everything is doubled.
And this boost will increase synchronously as his Soul Power improves.
When he reaches Spirit Douluo, Titled Douluo…
this one hundred percent boost will make him the undisputed overlord among his peers.
“This Spirit Ability is truly terrifying,” Ice Empress muttered.
Snow Empress didn’t speak, but simply picked Lin Yaoyang up gently and planted a kiss on his forehead.
“Well done, Xiaoyang.”
Lin Yaoyang felt a bit embarrassed from the kiss.
“Sister Xueer, I will be even stronger in the future!”
“Mm,” Snow Empress smiled, “I believe in you.”
“Let’s go, we’re heading back.”
Ice Empress leaned in and snatched Lin Yaoyang from Snow Empress’s arms.
“Let me hold him!
This kid is a treasure now, I have to get some of his good luck!”
Lin Yaoyang was held in Ice Empress’s arms, feeling the warmth coming from that small body, and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sister Binger, didn’t you say it was wet and hot here and very uncomfortable?”
“It is uncomfortable, but holding you makes it not uncomfortable anymore,” Ice Empress said matter-of-factly, “You are warm, it just happens to neutralize it.”
Snow Empress shook her head with a smile.
The three of them took to the air and flew towards the north.
…
Divine Realm.
The doors of the Confinement Temple slowly opened.
A slender figure walked out from the darkness, his long blue hair shimmering with a soft luster under the sunlight of the Divine Realm.
But on that sharp-featured face, there was not a hint of sunshine at this moment; it was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
Tang San took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
Six days.
He had been locked in that damn confinement room for a full six days!
One day in the Divine Realm is one year in the Lower Realm.
In these six days, six years had already passed on the Douluo Continent.
Six years is enough time for too many things to happen.
That Douluo Plane Consciousness could absolutely not be sitting honestly and doing nothing.
“Tang San.”
A purple figure appeared before him; it was none other than God of Destruction.
He stood with his hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face.
“Be careful next time, don’t neglect your duties again.
Otherwise…”
He paused, the smile on his lips deepening slightly.
“You’ll be gifted another six days of confinement.”
Tang San’s temples throbbed, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning anger in his heart, and squeezed three words through his teeth: “I—know—it—”
God of Destruction nodded and didn’t say anything more, turning to leave.
But that back view, walking away leisurely with hands behind his back, looked for all the world like he was gloating.
Tang San snorted coldly, no longer looking at him, and with a flash of his figure, flew towards the Sea God Temple.
Right now, the most important thing was to quickly check on the situation of the Douluo Continent.
…
Sea God Temple.
This was a magnificent building shrouded in an azure halo; crystalline blue crystals made up the main body of the palace.
Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the palace appeared and disappeared, like a mirage.
As soon as Tang San landed on the square in front of the temple, a pink silhouette greeted him impatiently.
“Brother!”
Xiao Wu was wearing a pink dress, her long hair combed into a long scorpion braid that hung gently behind her.
Her exquisite, slender, fair neck and the waist of her dress, which could be encircled by a single grip, perfectly outlined her moving figure.
With a faint smile on her stunningly beautiful face, she stepped forward to hug Tang San’s arm, gently resting her head on his shoulder.
“Brother, you’re finally back!
I’ve missed you to death~”
Feeling the softness and warmth of the person beside him, a hint of helpless doting finally appeared on Tang San’s gloomy face.
He reached out to wrap his arm around Xiao Wu’s waist and said softly, “Alright, I’m back.”
Xiao Wu raised her head, reached out to stroke Tang San’s face, and asked softly, “Brother, when you came back just now, I saw that your expression was displeased.
Did God King of Destruction give you a hard time?”
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