Chapter 243: The Soul Rings Lose Their Color, Ten Thousand Years, and Another Ten Thousand Years!

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Chapter 243: Chapter 243: The Soul Rings Lose Their Color, Ten Thousand Years, and Another Ten Thousand Years!"A soul ring isn’t a physical entity, how can it be frozen!" Yu Xiaogang lost his composure and shouted as he looked at Shen An’s third and fourth soul rings. This was completely different from the education he had received since childhood. His intuition told him that this soul ring was definitely not simple. A soul ring had always been in an ethereal state, moving rhythmically around a soul master. But although Shen An was frozen, only two of his soul rings were moving rhythmically. In the eyes of the crowd, the third and fourth soul rings seemed to be frozen by the ice block, motionless, like dead objects. This completely defied common sense. But the next moment, everyone would know the answer. "Not good, dodge quickly!" Shui Bing’er, who had been staring at Shen An, reacted quickly, simultaneously covering herself and her teammates with a layer of ice armor. Endless sword qi shot out from within Shen An’s body, rushing straight to the sky. This block of ice, under the continuous superposition of the Tianshui team, was enough to freeze a Soul King or even an ordinary Soul Emperor, yet it was shattered by this incomparably sharp sword qi. Huyan Zhen almost couldn’t sit still. With his Soul Douluo’s eyesight, he could naturally see that at the same time Shen An’s sword qi shattered the ice block, his third and fourth soul rings, like dust-covered treasures, instantly bloomed with brilliance. It wasn’t just him. Everyone with a cultivation level above Soul Sage, anyone who could clearly see the scene through the ice and snow, was horrified. Let’s exclude Yu Xiaogang here. He couldn’t see anything and could only shout. The soul rings could actually change color! And Shen An’s was as if a master painter was applying pigment to them. It was too unreasonable. At the side, Tom and Jerry helplessly spread their hands. We told you not to let it see water. Ice is also water. Paint will freeze when it encounters ice water. This is very normal. Countless fine ice shards, almost the size of sand, fell like a sky full of white mist. Shui Bing’er saw the Shen An who was exuding a boundless might and said, word by word, "Two ten-thousand-year soul rings?!" "No wonder you never spare your soul power consumption, no wonder you have such high combat power!" The emotions of the entire arena seemed to be ignited, cheers like a tsunami. They had actually seen two ten-thousand-year soul rings! A Soul Ancestor actually possessed two ten-thousand-year soul rings. Such a person had never been seen throughout the history of the Douluo Continent. At this moment, Emperor Xue Ye was laughing with extreme delight. All along, in previous Soul Master Tournaments, the championship had, for the most part, gone to Spirit Hall, with a few going to the Star Luo Empire. But his dignified Heaven Dou had never won once. This had always made Emperor Xue Ye extremely unhappy. But now, he saw the hope of Heaven Dou winning the championship. Reward! The Imperial We must heavily reward him! And, for such a talent, it would be best to bind him to my imperial family. What should be done? I’ve got it! How about I bestow Xue Ke upon him? If he marries a daughter of my imperial family, won’t he be tacitly sharing honor and disgrace with my imperial family? However, I can’t decide this matter so easily. I still need to discuss it with Qinghe, Emperor Xue Ye thought to himself. Salas was also pleased with himself. He had received a secret letter from Qian Renxue, stating that Shen An was "one of us," with the intention that Spirit Hall should not make any dark moves. He, Salas, was whole-heartedly for Spirit Hall. Seeing such a peerless piece of jade as Shen An fall into Qian Renxue’s hands, he was also extremely happy. After all, Shen An’s performance in the first match was too outstanding. Qian Renxue was really worried about the reaction from Bibi Dong’s side, hence this move. Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, needless to say, were both upright in their conduct. And Shen An had an extremely good relationship with Ning Rongrong. The two of them were also joyful in their hearts. Compared to the high-spirited audience, the Shrek side was one by one as if covered by a thick gloom. Dai Mubai’s tiger teeth were about to be crushed. To think that his fourth soul ring was merely of the white year-limit. But Shen An? Two great ten-thousand-year soul rings. This gap made him feel so wronged in his heart that he wished he were dead. A substantive black qi actually bloomed from Tang San’s blue eyes. This was the condensed resentment of the countless people who had died at Tang San’s hands. Usually, it was hidden and did not show, but at this moment, because the resentment and hatred in Tang San’s heart had reached the extreme, it actually materialized. The Tang San at this time was different from the one in the original novel. He had suffered successive setbacks and was addicted to the pleasure of improving his cultivation, thus frantically using his Eight Spider Lances to absorb human lives. In this life, without the experience of Slaughter City, without obtaining the Slaughter God Domain, he simply could not suppress this mountain-and-sea-like resentment. Even the Mysterious Heaven Skill, which was from an orthodox Daoist sect, had begun to transform towards an ultimate-evil demonic art. The line between Dao and Demon is but a single thought. Tang San, who already had a tendency to be twisted, upon seeing Shen An’s two great ten-thousand-year soul rings, his jealousy rushed to the extreme. This world should not have a Shen An. As long as there is no Shen An, he, Tang San, would be the well-deserved focus. A transmigrator who has lived two lives, mastering the Tang Sect’s martial arts and hidden weapons. A genius who possesses twin martial souls. A prodigy whose fourth soul ring was over eight thousand years, and fifth soul ring was fifteen thousand. But alas, this world had Shen An. In the VIP seats, Xue Qinghe’s brow furrowed. What’s going on? She sensed a disgusting aura. This aura, she was not unfamiliar with. Qian Daoliu had even taken her to hunt such a person when she was a child. She, who was still Qian Renxue at that time, remembered very clearly. Qian Daoliu had pointed at the Soul Douluo who had triggered the repulsion of her Angel martial soul and said: "Xue’er, remember this aura. We of the Qian family take it as our duty to eliminate such evil soul masters. You will be the same in the future. Annihilate all evil, and spread the glory of the angels over the entire continent." "Little San, wake up! What’s wrong with you?" Zhao Wuji timely discovered Tang San’s abnormality and spoke out to interrupt him. Tang San was suddenly startled awake. The Mysterious Heaven Skill, which was transforming into a demonic art, came to an abrupt halt. He smiled faintly, "It’s nothing, Teacher Zhao. I was just zoning out for a bit." Zhao Wuji gave Tang San a deep look. He always felt that there was an indescribable strangeness about him. Tang San secretly licked his tongue. The taste just now was too wonderful. He felt that this was the correct way to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill. All the previous generations of the Tang Sect had cultivated it wrong! Hah! I’ve reached enlightenment!!! It was just that there were many people here. It was better to go back and study it slowly. The Mysterious Heaven Skill once again circulated silently. If just now it was a transformation like a violent storm, then now it was like a trickling stream, hidden and hard to detect. Xue Qinghe felt dazed. Did I sense it wrong? It’s strange. Could I, with my Soul Emperor cultivation, also have a misconception? Xue Qinghe gave a bitter smile in her heart. She didn’t know why, but recently she always recalled the time of her childhood in Spirit Hall. It wasn’t because she was very happy at that time, but because at that time, she was free and did not need to hide. Thinking of this, Xue Qinghe fell silent for a moment. Ever since Shen An’s return, Xue Qinghe found that she was increasingly unwilling to interact with him in her so-called identity as the Heaven Dou Crown Prince. She had hidden everything from Shen An, her mouth full of lies, yet Shen An had treated her with sincerity, even gifting her a soul bone. She, like this, felt that she was deceiving Shen An’s feelings. She was also afraid that one day, when Shen An discovered that she had been deceiving him from beginning to end, their relationship would be severed because of it. Three years after three years, three years after three years. It had been more than ten years now. She, who was about to sit on the throne of the Heaven Dou Empire, desperately wanted to be willful for once. To give up a country for one person.

Chapter 243: The Soul Rings Lose Their Color, Ten Thousand Years, and Another Ten Thousand Years!

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