Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1161: Talking about the Divine Ring
Chen Xiaojun was almost certain that the deity Shao Siming was a first-level god, and Donghuang Taiyi's rank was obviously above him, much higher.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart. If it was Donghuang Taiyi in the Chu mythology system, then it would be fine.

He couldn't help but think that if it was the one in the ancient legend, it would be terrifying.

Its power is so strong that the entire Douluo Star may not be able to withstand even a trace of its divine consciousness.

If what they just felt was indeed the divine consciousness of Demon King Taiyi, then how did he manage to restrain the pressure to such an extent?
How many times has this power been restrained?

They were even standing within easy reach of the divine thought.

This world seems to have revealed traces of that empress and the supreme boss, and now the figure of Donghuang Taiyi is suspected to have appeared.

There was also the Chu mythology that suddenly appeared in his mind at that time, and the Beiji Ziwei Emperor derived from it.

It's terrifying to think carefully.

What is the connection between Donghuang Taiyi in the Nine Songs of Chu and Donghuang Taiyi in the prehistoric times?
He is now increasingly doubting how he came into this world.

Cold sweat broke out on his body unconsciously.

At this moment, he didn't dare to think about anything anymore.

Damn, it would be best if that phantom was the combined consciousness of the two gods of life.

Suddenly, he thought of it again. The Great Sima Ming was created under the Yin-Yang Avenue in opposition and balance with the Lesser Sima Ming. The combination of the two could also create the 'Eastern Emperor' Taiyi.

Damn, there is no way to avoid this?

Forget it, when a person dies, the birds fly up to the sky, and he will live forever.

forget about it.

Whatever happens, happens.

Anyway, he is a small person, a small shrimp. These big guys in the world are beyond his imagination.

……

Chen Xun witnessed Chen Xiaojun's tangled and trembling expression, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiaojun, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xiaojun responded solemnly: "Father, and all the elders, let's not discuss Taiyi God any further."

Chen Xun was puzzled: "Why?"

Chen Xiaojun explained: "If Taiyi God really exists, we might attract His response if we talk about His name without permission."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face changed.

Chen Zixiu said in a deep voice: "Okay, I've listened to Xiaojun. Let's stop discussing that phantom."

Everyone nodded in agreement. After all, no one could tell whether speaking nonsense about the gods would offend their majesty.

Chen Xun sighed: "Hey, how can I explain this to the Yang family and the Ximen family?"

Chen Xiaojun advised: "Father, some gods, especially those above the God King, are not something we should discuss rashly. Explaining will only make things worse."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Yi and said meaningfully, "After all, not all gods are as easy to talk to as Shao Siming."

Chen Cong laughed and scolded, "Just rely on Xiaoyi."

He rolled his eyes at Chen Xiaojun and asked, "By the way, Shao Siming seemed to have created a black and white and a white and gold spirit ring just now. What is that?"

Chen Xiaojun thought for a moment and replied: "I know this. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a self-condensed spirit ring."

Chen Cong frowned: "Self-condensed soul ring?"

Chen Xiaojun explained: "When you reach the divine stage, you no longer need to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings."

"The gods can condense their skills into spirit rings so that they can be used more quickly."

"And after level 100, the color of the spirit ring is no longer fixed, so there are black and white and platinum."

He further added, “Even a hundred thousand year old transformed soul beast can condense its own soul ring, but it is usually just their past innate skills.”

After hearing this, Chen Cong nodded thoughtfully: "So that's how it is." Chen Xiaojun turned to Xiaoyi for confirmation: "Xiaoyi, am I right?"

Xiaoyi gently moved her heart-stirring eyes and nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

"Those two spirit rings should be the first two moves of his Great Jade Destiny Finger, 'One Finger to Cut Yin and Yang' and 'Two Finger to Cover the Living Beings'."

Chen Cong asked in surprise: "The Great Jade Destiny Finger?!"

Xiaoyi nodded calmly and responded: "Yes, this is His magical skill."

"Back then, I relied on these two fingers to kill Soul Saints and Soul Douluo."

Chen Cong understood after hearing this: "So that's how it is."

He recalled the scene when he hurriedly rushed to the Assassination Valley. It was too late then and Chen Xiaojun had already fallen into a dead end.

No one present had ever witnessed the scene and power of that divine skill, and those who had seen it were not here.

After listening to Xiaoyi's narration, Chen Xiaojun thought to himself, "Two spirit rings, that means his strength is at least above level 120."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "So, he is gradually adapting to the power system of our Douluo Star."

He continued to analyze, "Each world has its own unique rules. As an alien god, his strength may be suppressed or uncomfortable to a certain extent."

"But as time goes by, He will be able to better adapt and integrate into these rules, thereby more fully exerting its powerful strength."

Chen Cong was excited after hearing this: "This is undoubtedly good news for us, and it also makes us more confident."

In his opinion, the god Shao Siming and Xiaoyi were becoming more and more bound together.

He asked Xiaoyi curiously: "By the way, can you use his magical skills now?"

Xiaoyi nodded: "Yes, but it is very burdensome to use it."

"The ideas behind these two magical skills are very profound, and they involve the application of rules and laws. Last time, I had to rely on divine power to use them."

"After three years of adapting my divine power and conditioning my body, I can now use the divine descent state to perform them without causing much damage to my foundation."

"If I use soul power, I don't know if it can be used. Even if it can be used, the power will definitely be greatly reduced."

Bo Xian'er interrupted, "This is similar to the situation when we used the Thirteen Styles of Poseidon. Soul power and divine power are indeed two completely different levels."

Everyone nodded, this truth was obvious.

Chen Xiaojun further asked: "Now that it has condensed into a ring, will it be easier for you to use it?"

Xiaoyi tilted her head and thought for a while: "Well, I haven't tried this yet, so I'm not sure."

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and suggested softly: "Xiaoyi, how about giving it a try?"

After hearing this, Bo Xian'er frowned slightly and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Xiao Jun, what a bad idea you came up with."

"The power of the gods is no joke. How can you test it casually?"

Before he finished speaking, a circle of black and white soul rings quietly bloomed on Xiaoyi's body. The halo was like a dream and breathtakingly beautiful.

The interweaving of black and white is like the shining stars and the bright moonlight reflecting each other. It emits a soft and mysterious light, making the entire hall look poetic and picturesque.

Xiaoyi's fingertips trembled slightly, and a Tai Chi pattern like an ink painting slowly emerged.

The Tai Chi diagram is clearly black and white, yet harmoniously integrated, exuding an oriental charm that is both simple and profound.

It is far more mysterious than Chen Xiaojun's Yin-Yang realm.

It seems to carry the mystery of yin and yang between heaven and earth, complementing the black and white colors of the soul ring.

Everyone was deeply attracted by this beautiful scene. Their eyes were fixed on Xiaoyi, and they felt the majesty and beauty of the Ring of God.

At this moment, the air is filled with an extraordinary tranquility and harmony, making people indulge in this beautiful artistic conception.

It is not as sacred and solemn as the gods in Douluo Continent, but has a more ethereal and fairy-like feeling.

(End of this chapter)