Chapter 7 The Golden Crocodile King Makes the List.
Above the sky, golden light flowed.
Before the continent's soul masters had much time to digest the top three rankings, the vast voice of the Heavenly Dao resounded once more:
[Soul Ranking, 17th Place: Bone Dragon]
[Holder: Gu Rong (Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School)]
[Rating: Top-tier defensive/space-type beast soul, bone transforming into a dragon, possessing ultimate physical defense and spatial manipulation abilities.]
[Reward: Soul Power level increased by one level, all soul rings' age increased by 1500 years, spatial control +10%]
"Old Bone!"
Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo Chen Xin exclaimed in shock, turning sharply to his close friend beside him.
Gu Rong was also dumbfounded, his face filled with disbelief and a hint of ecstasy.
His Bone Dragon soul had actually made the list!
Although it was only 17th, this was still the honor of being among the top 20 on the entire continent!
And the rewards were so generous!
Whoosh!
A golden beam of light descended precisely, enveloping Gu Rong's towering figure.
A surge of immense energy coursed through him, instantly propelling him from the peak level 95 of Soul Power to the 96th level of Super Douluo!
Simultaneously, his nine Soul Rings (two yellow, two purple, and five black) shone brightly, their age rapidly increasing.
They eventually stabilized at a configuration of four purple and five black, with the first two Soul Rings surpassing the millennium mark!
A more profound and powerful aura, rippling through space, emanated from Gu Rong's body.
Feeling the surging power within him and his increasingly resilient bones, he couldn't help but roar to the heavens, his voice echoing across the land!
"Hahaha! Good! What a wonderful reward from Heaven!"
Gu Rong laughed heartily, patting his chest forcefully, producing a metallic clang.
Ning Fengzhi also smiled with satisfaction, cupping his hands and saying, "Congratulations, Uncle Gu, on your great progress!"
Chen Xin was happy for his old friend, but a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
He knew the power of the Bone Dragon firsthand, especially its unpredictable spatial abilities, a divine skill for both survival and control.
Such a martial soul was only ranked seventeenth?
"Feng Zhi, even Old Bone's Bone Dragon is only seventeenth, this list is incredibly prestigious."
"My Seven Kill Sword," Chen Xin said in a deep voice.
Ning Feng Zhi nodded, his smile fading, his tone serious: "Uncle Jian's Seven Kill Sword is the number one offensive weapon martial soul in the world, its ranking will definitely be higher, but the competition for those higher positions will be fiercer than we can imagine. We need to be mentally prepared."
After the initial joy, Gu Rong also calmed down.
He clicked his tongue and said, "Seventeenth, tsk, it seems the old monsters in this world know more than we do."
"Feng Zhi, it seems our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also needs to make plans early."
The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was immersed in the joy of Bone Douluo's ranking and contemplating the future.
Martial Soul Hall, Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong sat high on her throne, her cold gaze sweeping over the words "Bone Dragon, 17th" displayed on the sky. A disdainful smile curled at the corner of her lips.
"A mere Bone Dragon, only troublesome due to its spatial abilities. In terms of quality and potential, how can it compare to my Spider King?"
"Ranked seventeenth, that's reasonable," she muttered to herself, her resentment at her low ranking of her twin martial souls slightly subsided.
After all, even the Bone Dragon, renowned for its defense and spatial abilities, was ranked lower, making her ranking seem less unacceptable.
However, the next moment, when the voice of Heaven's Dao resounded again, Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened.
[Martial Soul Ranking, 16th: Golden Crocodile King]
[Holder: Golden Crocodile Douluo (Spirit Hall)]
[Rating: Top-tier offensive beast spirit, possessing extreme power and defense, ancient bloodline, and the might of a king.]
[Rewards: Soul power level increased by one level, all soul ring age increased by two thousand years, ancient bloodline awakening of spirit +20%]
"What?! The Golden Crocodile King is only sixteenth?!"
Bibi Dong suddenly stood up, her phoenix eyes flashing with cold light.
Her powerful aura caused the newly repaired Papal Palace to tremble slightly once again.
The Golden Crocodile King!
This is the spirit of the second elder of the Hall of Offerings, the ninety-eighth-level peak Douluo Golden Crocodile!
Its quality and ancient bloodline are absolutely among the top-tier beast spirits!
In her opinion, if she didn't have the advantage of her innate full soul power and twin spirits, her cultivation speed would not be as fast as the Golden Crocodile Douluo's.
Although she disliked those guys in the Hall of Offerings, the power of the Golden Crocodile King spirit was undeniable.
But the reality is that the Golden Crocodile King is only ranked sixteenth!
Only one place higher than the Bone Dragon! This is utterly absurd!
This means there are at least fifteen more martial souls above the Golden Crocodile King!
How is this possible?
When did the Douluo Continent hide so many peerless martial souls?
A strong sense of unease and the feeling that things were completely out of control surged into Bibi Dong's heart once again.
Inside the Hall of Worship.
When they heard "Golden Crocodile King ranked sixteenth," all the worshippers were stunned.
They immediately turned their gazes to the Golden Crocodile Douluo standing behind Qian Daoliu.
The Golden Crocodile Douluo himself was also astonished, his rugged face filled with disbelief.
He had absolute confidence in his Golden Crocodile King martial soul, an ancient royal bloodline comparable to a true dragon!
In his mind, breaking into the top ten might be difficult, but the top twelve or thirteenth was always a sure thing.
"Sixteenth place?"
The Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was dry, and he felt his face burning, especially in front of the other worshippers, this ranking was truly embarrassing.
Qian Daoliu slowly turned around, his golden eyes calm and undisturbed. He looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo and said indifferently, "Second brother, the Heavenly Dao Ranking has its own standards of judgment. Being on the list is already a stroke of luck, not to mention the substantial rewards. Go, accept your opportunity."
Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration in his heart, and respectfully replied, "Yes, elder brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden pillar of light descended.
Boom!
A vast amount of energy poured into Golden Crocodile Douluo's burly body, and his peak level 98 soul power instantly boiled over. The solid barrier that had trapped him for decades shattered!
Level 99!
Limit Douluo!
A terrifying pressure, far more violent and primal than before, erupted.
Behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, a gigantic phantom of a giant crocodile covered in dark golden scales faintly appeared, roaring silently to the sky, full of power!
His original spirit ring configuration was two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. Under the tempering of the golden energy, it instantly upgraded to four purple, four black, and one red.
The age of all his spirit rings increased by two thousand years, causing the overall quality of his spirit rings to leap to a new level!
"Hahaha! Good! What powerful strength!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo, feeling the surging spirit power within his body and that unprecedented realm, couldn't help but burst into laughter. His previous frustration vanished.
Strength is fundamental!
As long as he could break through to the Limit Douluo level, what did ranking sixteenth matter?
(End of Chapter)