Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 101: Nine Nether Mysterious Wind Wings, Vacuum Flight (Part )

"Great, it worked!"

Ye Lingling couldn't suppress her inner excitement, her voice was crisp and pleasant, and her already bright eyes were now as bright as stars.

He excitedly held the little hand of Dugu Yan beside him. Dugu Yan's face was also full of joy, with the corners of her mouth raised, and she held Ye Lingling's hand tightly in return.

Beads of sweat appeared on the palms of both men, but they were completely unaware.

Zhu Fan's eyes were filled with pride, "I knew Cheng Feng could do it!"

Ye Renxin nodded, took a long breath, and silently retracted his Nine Heart Begonia Martial Spirit, "Yes, Chengfeng did it, he really succeeded!"

"This is the third ring of nine thousand years! I never thought that I would have the chance to witness the history of Douluo Continent one day!" Dugu Bo was also extremely amazed.

Speaking of this, Dugu Bo's eyes showed some curiosity.

"But, does Cheng Feng's third soul skill appear to be a pair of wings?"

"It looks a bit like the third soul skill I accidentally saw a year ago, used by a junior named Feng Xiaotian. Both are composed of wind elements, but it's obvious that Chengfeng's wings are more domineering in both color and appearance..."

"I just don't know what its ability will be."

"Have you reserved the unique ability of the Nine Nether Blue Luan?"

At this time, Dai Chengfeng, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, finally slowly opened his eyes.

But a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Level 31 Soul Power..."

Dai Chengfeng recalled the knowledge about cultivating ultimate attribute martial spirits from his past life. "The original book said that because ultimate attribute martial spirits are much stronger than ordinary martial spirits, they require more condensed soul power to support them."

"Between levels 30 and 70, your cultivation efficiency will drop significantly..."

Thinking of this, Dai Chengfeng sighed softly, a trace of helplessness appearing on his face.

However, he soon felt relieved.

After all, the slowness now is for the purpose of accumulating strength for the later stage. The higher the cultivation level, the more obvious the advantage of the ultimate martial spirit will be.

A purer and more resilient soul power is enough to crush all those who do not have the ultimate martial soul!

Moreover, he possesses innate skills, so he can't be that slow.

"That's fine!"

"Let's first take a look at the specific capabilities of my third soul skill..."

Dai Chengfeng's third soul skill is called Nine Nether Mysterious Wind. As for the pair of wings behind him, they are not the form of the soul skill itself, but are condensed and shaped by Dai Chengfeng's control of his Nine Nether Mysterious Wind. It is very simple.

Hefeng Xiaotian's swift wings are fundamentally different.

Just like Dai Chengfeng didn't understand why Blue Silver Grass would waste a soul ring to learn the entanglement skill.

He also didn't understand why Feng Xiaotian couldn't use his affinity for the wind attribute to try to control and actively manipulate the wind, and then condense a pair of wings?
Instead, a soul ring will be wasted.

This process may be difficult, but you have already created your own soul skill, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf. No matter how difficult it is, it can't be more difficult than creating your own soul skill, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf, right?

"Maybe it's because of the inherent limitations of thinking?"

Dai Chengfeng shook his head and didn't find it strange.

After all, except for Tang Chen, most people in this world think that spirit skills are just spirit skills...

I have never thought about developing the soul skills themselves.

On the contrary, Tang San, like Dai Chengfeng, will take the initiative to develop his own soul skills.

For example, in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition, Tang San discovered the shortcomings of the Blue Silver Prison, which only had group control capabilities, so he developed it into the Blue Silver Thorn Array based on it.

In an instant, the power increased greatly.

Not only can it still restrict the enemy, but it can also attack the opponent, while also having a stun stacking effect.

"So it seems that Tang San's first spirit ring is entangled, and he was also tricked by Master..."

Dai Chengfeng smiled, no longer hesitating. Instead, he raised his hand slightly, and the wings behind him dimmed slightly. In his palm, a dark blue energy sphere slowly condensed.

Within the sphere, countless blue-black winds and dark elements intertwined, surged, and merged with each other, like countless sharp blades.

Looking at the energy ball in his hand, Dai Chengfeng smiled faintly and murmured softly, "Is this the principle of the Nine Nether Blue Luan to create a vacuum?"

"Use the strange annihilation effect produced by the fusion of darkness and wind to 'kill' all the air within the range?"

After thinking for a moment, Dai Chengfeng clenched his fist slightly, and the blue-black ball of light in his hand was instantly crushed into countless tiny rays of light, returning to the wings behind him.

Flutter, flutter, flutter…

Immediately afterwards, Dai Chengfeng spread his wings behind him, and the blue-black wings emitting a faint glow fluttered gently.

The next second, his body flew like a black lightning directly in front of Zhu Fan, Ye Lingling, Dugu Bo and others.

Looking at Dai Chengfeng flying over.

"Is the third soul skill the ability to fly?"

A hint of regret flashed across Zhu Fan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He walked forward quickly with a look of concern on his face, looked Dai Chengfeng up and down, and asked, "Chengfeng, do you feel any discomfort after absorbing this nine thousand year old spirit ring?"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled, "Don't worry, uncle, I'm fine, I feel great!"

"That's good." Zhu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile blooming on his face again, and then continued:
"Then Chengfeng, since the spirit ring has been absorbed, let's rush to Tiandou City as soon as possible, right?"

"Pack up the precious medicinal materials from the Ye Family Clinic and return to Xingluo."

Zhu Fan spoke with anticipation in his eyes, "It's almost been three years since I left the Xingluo Empire. I'm sure my sister must miss you to death..."

"Alright."

Dai Chengfeng nodded after hearing this, then looked at Dugu Bo and Ye Renxin, "Shall we set off?"

After saying this, without waiting for their answer, Dai Chengfeng couldn't wait to walk out of the Sunset Forest.

There was great anticipation in his eyes.

He was really curious about how Wu'an City had developed in recent years.

And the personal soldiers he asked Zhu Yan to train for him should be quite large, right?!
"With the plan I left behind before I left, there shouldn't be any problems!"

Seven days later.

Tiandou City, Prince Xueqinghe Mansion.

Xue Qinghe was wearing a moon-white robe and sitting upright in front of the carved pear wood table in the study, with a piece of information spread out in front of him.

In the intelligence, a red X was marked on a name that began with the word "snow".

"Finally, everything is cleaned up!"

Xue Qinghe nodded in satisfaction, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Now my position as Crown Prince is finally unshakable!"

dong dong dong...

At this moment, a gentle knock on the door broke the silence in the study.

Xue Qinghe raised his head and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Come in."

The door slowly opened, and Thorny Porpoise Douluo walked in quickly. "Young Master, a spy at the north gate reported that Dai Chengfeng and his group, whom you had been keeping an eye on, have returned and have arrived at the Ye Family Clinic."

"Oh?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up instantly as he looked at the letter on the table that he had intercepted. It was from the Lord of Wu'an City... No, it should be the letter from Zhu Yan, the Centurion of Wuping City.

"Elder Thornfish, do you think that little tiger will be pissed to death?!"

Thinking of the contents of the letter, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her tone was playful.

(End of this chapter)