svetikya Chapter 309 Wisdom Soul Ring? Yang Wudi in a Frenzy!
Chapter 309 Wisdom Soul Ring? Yang Wudi in a Frenzy!
Chapter 309 Wisdom Soul Ring? Yang Wudi in a Frenzy!
"A Wisdom Soul Ring? To help him become a god and share eternal life?" Upon hearing this, the Snow Emperor's ethereal voice carried a clear and discernible hint of anger for the first time, as if it had suddenly shattered like ancient ice.
"Tianmeng, you're talking nonsense!"
"When a soul beast falls, its energy and fragments of its soul transform into soul rings, which humans can absorb to enhance themselves. This is the law of heaven and earth! It has been unchanging since time immemorial! How can one become a soul ring while still alive? Let alone retain consciousness and share in divine status?!"
As she spoke, her voice grew louder and louder, filled with a kind of anger at being fooled.
"Your argument is utterly flawed and absurd!"
"First, you claim to have become his intelligent spirit ring, so why are you still here talking to us? Spirit rings are inanimate objects; how can they have independent consciousness? If you still possess consciousness, then where are your million-year-old body and origin? Could it be that he has imprisoned your soul with some kind of evil magic, and is using clever words to trick me and Hyotei into a trap?!"
"Secondly, even if there's a one in ten thousand chance that your fallacious theory has any basis, what makes you so certain that this human possesses the potential to become a god? Just because he has an imperial beast by his side? Just because Emperor Tian gave him a little power? The path to godhood is incredibly difficult; throughout history, countless brilliant minds have fallen by the wayside! How can you, a mere million-year-old sleeper, possibly foresee the future and be so certain that he can reach that point? Isn't this gambling with my and Ice Emperor's hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation and lives on a vague, illusory dream?!"
"Third, and most importantly!" The Snow Empress's voice was resolute, carrying the determination and pride of the ruler of the far north. She said in a deep voice, "Even if what you say is true, even if there is only a sliver of possibility… I, the Snow Empress, am an elf born from the core of the far north, ruling over a region, living freely for hundreds of thousands of years! You want me to give up everything, to entrust my life, soul, hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation and dignity entirely to a strange human, to become his appendage, dependent on his breath, waiting for him to bestow upon me a so-called divine position? That's utterly delusional!"
Every question from Xue Di was like an icicle, hitting the core of the problem.
This also expressed the same doubts in Hyotei's mind.
Although Hyotei did not speak, the coldness and suspicion in her blue eyes said it all.
Faced with Xue Di's barrage of well-reasoned and proud questions, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm remained calm, as if it had anticipated this question.
"Bingbing, Xuedi, I completely understand your doubts." Tianmeng Bingcan's voice suddenly became unusually serious and earnest, lacking its usual slickness.
"First, to answer your first question, why can I still exist and communicate with you? This is the essential difference between a smart spirit ring and a traditional spirit ring! I did not passively form a spirit ring after death, but rather, in a state of complete consciousness and intact origin, I actively signed an equal soul contract with Tang Chuan. My million-year spiritual origin and energy helped me become a smart spirit ring in a special way, helping him to open an unprecedented spiritual sea."
"However, my core consciousness, my memories, and my wisdom have not dissipated. Instead, they have survived in a special form, somewhere between energy and spirit, using this soul ring as a vessel, dwelling within his sea of spirit. I can communicate with him, assist him in his cultivation, and even, under certain circumstances, communicate with the outside world, as I am doing now. Although my body has transformed, my existence has never perished! This is the meaning of the word 'wisdom'!"
"As for the second question, Tang Chuan's potential to become a god..."
Tianmeng Bingcan's voice was full of certainty as he laughed:
"I have lived for millions of years, and although I have spent most of my time in slumber, I have witnessed the rise and fall of countless geniuses. Tang Chuan's specialness is not just about exploding rings or auspicious beasts. His mind, perseverance, and that mysterious aura and potential that even I cannot fully comprehend all point to one fact: he is someone who has the potential to break the rules and reach that supreme realm."
"A gamble? Yes, it is indeed a high-stakes gamble. But for us soul beasts, besides gambling on this only possible path to break free from fate, what other choice do we have? Are we just waiting for the next, and the next, tribulation that is destined to become increasingly terrifying?"
"Finally, regarding dignity and dependence..." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sighed, her tone becoming somewhat complex, and smiled, "Snow Emperor, I understand your pride. But please consider this: can so-called carefree existence truly last forever? Under the shadow of heavenly tribulation, before the end of life, doesn't this carefree existence also carry a hint of helplessness and sorrow?"
"Becoming a Wisdom Soul Ring is not a humble act of dependence, but an investment, a collaboration! We contribute our strength to help Him reach the summit. He, in turn, carries our hopes and leads us to transcendence. This is not master and servant, but a community of shared destiny! When we step into the realm of the gods with Him, gaining eternal life and a wider world, isn't today's choice also a greater form of freedom?"
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Meanwhile, 1,200 miles south of the far north.
Longxing City, the residence of the Imperial Clan.
Inside the hall, Niu Gao was somewhat absentmindedly dealing with his two old buddies who had just arrived.
The arrival of Yang Wudi and Bai He was something to be happy about, as the four of them had not been together for many years. Bai He was dressed in simple gray clothes, with a thin face and eyes that were still as sharp as an eagle's.
Yang Wudi, on the other hand, was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his posture was as straight as a spear, and his brows carried a unique temperament that was a mixture of austerity and coldness. His eyes also looked very sharp.
"Old Rhinoceros! We rushed here to your Dragon Rising City, why do you look like you've swallowed a fly? Aren't you welcoming us?"
Seeing that Niu Gao's expression was somewhat off, Yang Wudi, in his loud and straightforward voice, stepped forward and patted the former on the shoulder. Then, he looked around the hall and said:
"Where's the old gorilla? Didn't he say he arrived early? Where did he hide?"
Bai He also frowned slightly, noticing the unusual and solemn expression on Niu Gao's face.
Niu Gao opened his mouth, unsure how to explain this complicated situation, and even somewhat regretted agreeing to that almost impossible condition a few days ago.
Just then, the light at the entrance to the hall dimmed.
Titan's imposing figure appeared at the doorway, his face bearing a complex and indescribable expression.
"Old goat! Old white bird!"
Upon seeing Yang Wudi and Bai He, Titan's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly greeted them.
"Haha, old gorilla! You've finally shown up!" Yang Wudi laughed loudly, quickly stepping forward and opening his arms to embrace the patriarch of the Power Clan, whom he hadn't seen for many years. At the same time, he said, "Your letter was vague. What important matter requires the four of us old guys to gather? Is it something about the Spirit Hall...?"
However, his enthusiastic words and actions...
When my gaze passed over Titan's shoulder and fell upon the tall figure silently following behind him into the hall, it felt as if I had been slashed by an invisible ice blade!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Yang Wudi's smile froze instantly, then receded like a tide, replaced by an extreme crimson that seemed to ignite his blood!
"It's you... Tang Hao!!!" A low growl, like that of a wounded beast, was squeezed out from between Yang Wudi's teeth, his voice hoarse and trembling.
next second!
"Buzz—!"
A powerful surge of soul energy erupted without warning!
A Soul-Breaking Spear, entirely black, about twelve feet long, with a spearhead gleaming with a chilling light, appeared in Yang Wudi's hand in an instant, like a sleeping dragon awakening!
On the gun barrel, two yellow, two purple, and four black, a total of eight perfectly matched spirit rings, suddenly shone brightly. The incomparably sharp gun intent mixed with overwhelming killing intent instantly locked onto Tang Hao, making the air in the entire hall hiss as it was cut!
He didn't hesitate at all, nor did he waste any words!
"Whoosh—!"
The Soul-Shattering Spear has moved!
There was no buildup, no warning, and it was even faster than sound!
The dark gun barrel seemed to merge into the air instantly, then transformed into a black lightning bolt that tore through the line of sight, heading straight for Tang Hao's face!
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