บท 16: Chapter 16: The Killing Intent of the Spirit Hall Elder
"Huangji... Shocking Fist!"
Before the words even faded, Zhou Chen, bathed in golden light, vanished from his spot! In the next instant, he became a golden meteor, akin to a dazzling sun, crashing into the imposing Linjia Beast with a tremendous sonic boom!
"Boom!"
The golden meteor raised a towering wave of earth, and in an instant, the ground began to crack, trees within dozens of meters toppled, and small stones lifted off the ground, floating in the air! Zhou Chen and the Linjia Beast were entirely engulfed in the blinding golden light!!
Witnessing this scene, even though they were mentally prepared, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had wide eyes and racing hearts.
Meanwhile, Max, who had been completely unaware, stood frozen, his mind in chaos!
No wonder Xiaogang wanted Zhou Chen's help... Is this the power of such a hidden family, the so-called Ziwei Palace?
If a six-year-old child like Zhou Chen is this strong, what about his father? His grandfather? The elders of his extended family?
Could they all be at the level of Titled Douluo?
For a moment, Max was questioning his understanding of the world.
"Teacher, Brother Chen's first soul skill... seems stronger than Dean Max's fourth soul skill!" Tang San squinted, observing the gradually fading golden light.
"Not just that," Yu Xiaogang shook his head with a wry smile, "That strike was at least comparable to a level 50 Soul King, possibly even nearing the level of a Soul Emperor!"
As the dust settled, they saw that the formidable Linjia Beast, known for its defense, had its massive body completely embedded in the earth, with only its head exposed, uttering a dying whimper.
And there stood Zhou Chen, on top of the Linjia Beast's head, his entire body radiating golden light, his small, soft fists showing no signs of battle.
However, this impressive appearance was merely for show; Zhou Chen was quite exhausted. After all, despite the power of a god-level skill, its consumption was tremendous, and just one strike had depleted his soul power.
Moreover, he could only use the skill once every 24 hours.
"This Linjia Beast won't last long. You'd better finish it off quickly," Zhou Chen called out to Yu Xiaogang calmly.
"Alright!"
Understanding that delays could lead to unforeseen complications, Yu Xiaogang decisively moved to the Linjia Beast's side, drew a dagger from his waist, and ended its life by piercing its brain.
Soon, a purple thousand-year soul ring emerged from the Linjia Beast, gradually turning from ethereal to solid.
Yu Xiaogang quickly sat cross-legged, beckoning the soul ring, which floated over and slowly merged into his body.
After about half an hour, as the sound of his internal bones crackling subsided, Yu Xiaogang stood up, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—rose from his feet.
Clearly, he had successfully absorbed the thousand-year soul ring from the Linjia Beast.
"Teacher, congratulations," Tang San hurried over to embrace Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiaogang, congratulations on fulfilling your long-held wish," Max approached, patting Yu Xiaogang's shoulder with a gratified smile.
Yu Xiaogang nodded, speaking sincerely, "Thank you all, especially Zhou Chen. Without you, we might have barely escaped the Linjia Beast's attack today."
"A trivial effort, not worth mentioning," Zhou Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his robe flowing in the breeze, exuding an air of calm composure.
If not for his current physical weakness, Zhou Chen might have put on an even grander display.
Perhaps tired of Zhou Chen's posturing, Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up at the sky, suggesting, "It's already nighttime. Let's not search for more soul beasts and camp here overnight."
With that, he gestured to Tang San to retrieve several luxurious tents from the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges soul tool...
Meanwhile, some ten miles away.
Hu Liena stood gracefully on a treetop, gazing in the direction of Zhou Chen. The emblem of the Spirit Hall adorned her chest.
Beside her was the effeminate Spirit Hall elder, clad in golden armor.
"Elder Chrysanthemum, do you think I could withstand that boy's attack from earlier?" Hu Liena asked softly.
"You cannot. At least a level 56 Soul King, possibly nearing a Soul Emperor, would be needed to withstand it," the effeminate man admitted, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "For a first soul skill to be so powerful is unheard of! Even Qian Renxue, with her innate level 20 god-given martial spirit, doesn't have such strength!"
Pausing, the effeminate man continued coldly, "A talent like this must belong to our Spirit Hall! If he refuses to join us or is already part of a powerful soul master family, then he must be destroyed!"
Hearing this, a trace of reluctance flickered in Hu Liena's eyes as she argued, "But he's just a child. Isn't that too much..."
"There's nothing excessive about it! Young girl, you're still naive; you don't understand how cruel the adult world can be!" The effeminate man patted Hu Liena's head, but she remained silent, her beautiful eyes welling with tears.
"Alright, alright, my dear Saintess," the effeminate man, who doted on Hu Liena, relented, "How about this: you go meet the boy yourself and try to recruit him into our Spirit Hall. If he truly refuses, come back and tell me, and I'll handle it."
"But you'll still kill him!" Hu Liena glared at the effeminate man, full of indignation.
"Don't worry, for your sake, I won't kill him. I'll just cripple his soul power, leaving him a normal person for life."
The effeminate man promised verbally but secretly harbored malice.
Such a talent, if not utilized by the Spirit Hall, could not be left alive.
สถานะพลังงานรายสัปดาห์
-- การจัดอันดับด้วยพลัง 
-- หินพลัง