With Xu Jiujiu's return, Su Wen also saw the Divine Sealing Platform. In the original work, this soul tool was a masterpiece gathered with all the right timing, location, and people. It's a wooden tray inlaid with hundreds of densely packed gems, to the point of triggering trypophobia.
The tray wasn't large; above it, a cluster of white air currents swirled but did not disperse. Although there was no transparent cover, its tail was firmly "nailed" to the wooden tray below. It looked like these inconspicuous gems were the key to its effect.
"Hm... This soul tool was created by the Sun and Moon Empire, and this hundred-thousand-year soul beast was also captured by a level-nine soul engineer from the Sun and Moon Empire. If Snow Empress asks, I hope you'll explain this for me," Xu Jiawei said cautiously.
He especially emphasized the words "Sun and Moon Empire."
"I will," Su Wen replied with a smile.
Xu Jiawei was shirking responsibility.
A soul beast over a hundred thousand years old, about to become a fierce beast—equivalent to a super Douluo in the human world. Such an existence would naturally matter greatly to Snow Empress, so Xu Jiawei explained humbly.
This was a great opportunity to befriend the Extreme North.
The Extreme North had rich resources, second only to the Star Dou Forest. Its vast lands hid endless veins of metals and other resources, as well as rare herbs. If they could win the favor of the lord of the Extreme North, it would be well worth it.
Of course, Xu Jiawei would never have guessed that the so-called lord of the Extreme North was right in the palm of his hand...
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"Did you bring enough money?"
Room No. 3.
A black-robed youth stared closely at the light screen, eyes calm. Beside him was a mask, revealing a handsome face—his appearance before awakening the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul. Not exactly handsome, but not ugly either.
"Enough," a burly man beside him nodded hurriedly.
"Before we left, I sold everything and scraped together 160 million gold soul coins to buy a hundred-thousand-year soul beast embryo. That should be more than enough."
"Hmm."
Tang San responded blandly, a trace of awkwardness and annoyance flickering in his eyes.
Yes, something had gone wrong again.
He'd planned to send down a wisp of divine sense, create a top-tier talent, and teach Su Wen a lesson in the arena. Ideally, this wisp would stay connected to his true body in the God Realm, letting him monitor events and even descend in person.
But Destruction, that bastard, just wouldn't leave him alone.
Just as he was about to finish, Destruction appeared, forcing him to sever the connection with the God Realm. All he managed to create was his double martial souls—Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer—and a body suited for this competition.
Sixteen years old, sixty-one-level Soul Emperor.
And that's it!!!
The connection with his main body was completely severed, not even the Clear Sky Sect's rear altar could reach him.
If the God Realm wanted to intervene in the mortal world, it could cause a storm at any time. But unfortunately, his connection was cut, and with Destruction stirring the pot, it might take decades to reconnect.
In the meantime, he could only rely on himself—and the Clear Sky Sect.
His earlier display was just to intimidate Su Wen, to tell him that "I'm here to cause you trouble! Hand over my avatar and I'll let bygones be bygones, even take you in as my dog."
But so far, Su Wen hadn't reacted at all!
Clearly, Su Wen planned to resist him to the end.
But now, Tang San really couldn't do anything to Su Wen. If he were still connected to his God Realm self, he could try to pressure the Silver Dragon King, but now... he was just a talented Soul Emperor, with no cheats, unable to rely on Da Ming or Er Ming, so he could only endure for now.
Snow Empress's opportunity was something he'd set up while still in the God Realm.
A path for his divine sense in the mortal world.
So he was determined to win!
Obtain the third soul ring, rise powerfully, and rebuild the new generation of Shrek's Seven Devils!
"Let's unveil the final auction item." Xu Jiujiu reappeared, smiling at the screen.
She lifted the golden cloth.
A brown soul bone sat on the tray.
"That's right, a hundred-thousand-year Void Ancient Dragon Snake soul bone! From the Star Dou Forest..."
Tang San's expression slowly hardened.
"Huh?"
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"Why bother with the back door? Does the Star Luo Empire dare play tricks?" Xuan Zi scratched his head, acting tough.
"Keep a low profile," Su Wen said, annoyed.
"Don't flaunt wealth. This auction is full of strong people; you're not the only level-98 expert here."
"Oh?" Xuan Zi was stunned. "That Old Du Busi won't die is here too?"
"It's not him."
Su Wen shook his head, glancing at Gu Yuena, who looked unbothered.
After all, who would think a true "Dragon God" was hidden among them? Gu Yuena had just reminded him that there were two powerful auras, both not weaker than Xuan Zi, and both were soul beasts in human form with familiar energy.
Of course, it was Da Ming and Er Ming.
At this time, even Xuan Zi might not be reliable; only this true boss could be counted on.
Under Xuan Zi's "protection," everyone returned to the hotel.
…
Back in his room.
He entered Azure Luan's Pokéball space.
The moment he opened the Divine Sealing Platform, white mist burst out, slowly forming a snow-white figure in mid-air. But unlike the former elegant Snow Empress, her face was fierce and crazed, veins bulging, with a sense of mutual destruction.
"Human, I want you—eh?!!"
Her voice suddenly halted.
"Su Wen?!!"