Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

The Ice Dragon King looked at him and slowly said, "Dragon energy can indeed enhance your cultivation and strengthen your martial spirit."

"But with your current strength, you simply cannot withstand too much."

The Fire Dragon King also said, "A level 68 Soul Saint would only explode and die if he forcibly absorbed a large amount of dragon energy."

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"To be honest, I have an external soul bone that can absorb energy to evolve the age of my soul rings and my martial soul bloodline. It can absorb the purest dragon energy."

"Please grant me what I can bear, seniors. I will ask for the rest when my cultivation improves."

The two dragon kings exchanged a glance.

The Fire Dragon King suddenly laughed.

"Good lad, you know when to advance and retreat."

The Ice Dragon King nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Being content without being greedy is a rare quality."

"There's still a considerable opportunity, not bad."

The Fire Dragon King opened its massive mouth, and a burst of crimson dragon energy gushed out from it.

But there wasn't much dragon energy; it was only a fist-sized ball, solid and pure.

The Ice Dragon King was the same; a surge of icy blue dragon energy, only the size of a fist, emanated from her body.

Two streams of dragon energy floated in front of Ling Feng, slowly rotating.

"This is one-thousandth of our original dragon energy, which has become extremely weak over the years."

"Since we are destined to meet, I will give this to you. I have been sleeping here for tens of thousands of years, and you are the first to awaken me."

The Fire Dragon King said, "With your current strength, you should be able to absorb it."

The Ice Dragon King instructed, "After absorbing this, your soul power will increase, and the lifespan of your soul rings will also increase."

"But remember, proceed step by step and don't be greedy."

Ling Feng nodded solemnly.

"Thank you both for your help."

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his soul power.

Two streams of dragon energy slowly drifted toward him, seeping into his body from between his eyebrows.

As the dragon's energy entered his body, an indescribable heat and cold surged forth simultaneously.

That feeling was several times more intense than when I took the Eight-Starred Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Delight back then.

After all, he was a Dragon King-level powerhouse, whose corresponding combat strength in the God Realm was equivalent to that of a top-tier first-level god with a super artifact, even though his original essence had dissipated over the years and he was extremely weak.

However, even one-thousandth of the original dragon energy is still somewhat difficult for Ling Feng at present.

After all, he was just a minor Soul Emperor.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, desperately trying to hold onto the last bit of clarity in his mind.

His six spirit rings began to glow simultaneously.

The dragon energy transformed into countless tiny points of light, which were evenly distributed into each soul ring.

Those points of light merged into the spirit ring, slowly increasing its age.

When the last wisp of dragon energy was completely absorbed, Ling Feng opened his eyes.

Each of his six spirit rings increased his lifespan by ten thousand years.

At this moment, his spirit ring configuration reached an astonishing four black and two red!

His soul power also broke through from level 68 to level 70 in one fell swoop.

He broke through to the Soul Saint level before he was even twelve years old!

What terrifying talent this is! Even a god-king would be amazed by Ling Feng's unique gifts and astonishing talent.

Ling Feng stood up, feeling the surging power within his body, and exhaled a long breath.

He looked down into the depths of the earth and bowed deeply.

"Thank you both for your help."

Deep underground, the phantom of the Fire Dragon King slowly emerged.

It looked at Ling Feng with a complex expression in its eyes.

"Sixth ring after 240,000 years, fifth ring after 100,000 years, level 70 Soul Saint... Human, you are even more monstrous than I imagined."

The phantom of the Ice Dragon King also appeared.

"With your current foundation, excluding the possibility of sacrifice, your seventh spirit ring is fully capable of absorbing spirit beasts that are over 150,000 years old."

"Even 200,000 years might not be out of the question."

Ling Feng clasped his hands in a fist and said, "This junior will remember the teachings of the two seniors."

The Fire Dragon King waved his claws.

"Alright, go ahead, our fate is over."

Ling Feng nodded.

"May I ask how we address you, esteemed seniors?"

The Fire Dragon King was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"My name is Crimson Flame, and her name is Frost. Remember that, boy."

Ling Feng smiled slightly.

"Senior Crimson Flame, Senior Frost, this junior takes his leave."

He turned and walked towards the valley entrance.

Behind them, the two illusory figures slowly dissipated, returning to silence.

But their voices lingered in Ling Feng's heart for a long time.

……

Outside the valley entrance, Qian Renxue stood on a boulder, peering into the valley.

When she saw Ling Feng come out, her eyes lit up and she quickly went to greet him.

"Xiao Feng, you're out!"

She looked Ling Feng up and down, then suddenly froze.

"You...your aura..."

Ling Feng smiled slightly.

"Level 70."

Qian Renxue stared at him in disbelief.

"Level 70? You've only been in there for three hours!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei also came over, and upon hearing these words, they were both stunned.

Yue Guan, her fingers delicately clenched, her voice trembling, asked, "Three...three hours, from sixty-eight to seventy? Holy Son, what kind of divine medicine did you take?"

The ghost rarely spoke, and its voice trembled slightly: "Monster."

Ling Feng smiled but offered no explanation.

Some things are better left unknown to most people.

He glanced back at the direction of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye and said softly.

"Come on, go home."

The four turned and left.

Behind them, the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire was still shrouded in mist.

But deep underground, the two sleeping auras seemed even more peaceful than before.

The four turned to leave, but Ling Feng suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at the two pools of water, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke.

"Seniors, I have something else to tell you."

Deep underground, the two auras that had just subsided trembled slightly before reappearing.

The phantom of the Fire Dragon King, Chi Yan, rose from the ground, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Is there anything else?"

The illusory image of the Ice Dragon King, Frost, slowly emerged, its icy blue dragon eyes fixed on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and slowly said, "Do the two seniors know about Di Tian?"

Upon hearing this, the pupils of both Dragon Kings contracted simultaneously.

"Di Tian?" The Fire Dragon King's voice carried a hint of solemnity. "A descendant of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, do you know him?"

Ling Feng nodded.

Chapter 82 Four Blacks and Two Reds, Breakthrough to Soul Saint!

"I have a past relationship with Senior Di Tian, ​​and he has provided most of my spirit rings over the years."

"Over the years, the Spirit Hall and the Star Dou Great Forest have maintained a cooperative relationship."

He paused, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Senior Di Tian once told me something: Soul Beasts cannot become gods."

"But I have a way to make soul beasts become gods."

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