Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 42 Absorbing a 100,000-Year Soul Ring, the Holy Son's Identity Exposed
"What?! Are you crazy?!"

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo exclaimed in shock almost simultaneously, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at Tianxia Wuzei.

The dragon-patterned staff trembled involuntarily in their hands, revealing their inner shock.

"I'm not crazy." Tianxia Wuzei calmly raised his hand, pointing at the Titan Giant Ape. "I'm fifty percent confident I can successfully absorb it. If I give up now, wouldn't this 100,000-year soul ring be a complete waste?"

He knew that with his level 40 Soul Master strength, he could not persuade these veteran powerhouses with words alone.

To be straightforward, I simply told them the success rate given by the system for the task.

"Nonsense!" A thunderous roar descended from the sky.

The Lion Douluo landed with a thud, his crimson mane standing on end as his soul power surged, clearly indicating that he had heard the entire conversation.

"A mere fourth-ring Soul Master wants to absorb a 100,000-year Soul Ring? Do you think this is child's play?! One wrong move and you could cause irreparable damage!"

The Thief Under Heaven slowly turned around and met the eyes of this elder who was both a mentor and a friend: "A 50% chance of success is already worth the gamble."

"Bullshit!" Lion Douluo laughed in anger, and with a sudden swing of his thick arm, several charred marks appeared on the ground.

"As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, if anything happens to you, how can I explain to the Grand Elder?!" His eyes widened, and his words were like thunder. "With me here today, I will absolutely not allow you to absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring!"

"My mind is made up." Tianxia Wuzei stood firm, his dark pupils seemingly burning with flames. "If I miss today, killing a powerful 100,000-year-old soul beast will not be an easy task."

One big and one small, their eyes locked, neither giving an inch.

Lion Douluo felt a headache coming on and regretted agreeing to hunt down the 100,000-year-old soul beast.

If it's for a 100,000-year-old soul bone, then I can understand.

After all, absorbing a 100,000-year-old soul bone wouldn't be dangerous and could even increase one's soul power.

But if the fourth spirit ring absorbs a 100,000-year spirit ring, isn't that just rushing to its death?
Lion Douluo knew Tianxia Wuzei's personality well and knew that he couldn't change the latter's mind now.

But he was still unwilling to give up: "Is there really no room for maneuver? Why can't we just be more conventional and honestly become stronger?"

The Thief Under Heaven sighed and said, "Do you think I want to take risks? Not to mention how many people outside the Spirit Hall want my life, there are plenty of people within the Spirit Hall who also want my life."

"You can protect us for a while, but can you protect us forever? Only by becoming strong can we be considered truly strong."

His determination to become stronger is second to none.

The Lion King was speechless and unable to refute.

Because what "No Thieves Under Heaven" said was indeed the truth.

But out of concern for the younger generation, he still stubbornly tried to persuade them.

"Well, that's true, but the risk is just too high. If you were to absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring with your seventh or eighth spirit ring, I wouldn't stop you. But to try and absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring with only your fourth spirit ring is far too risky!"

Seeing that he was showing signs of softening, the thief said seriously, "Life is full of disappointments. There aren't that many perfect opportunities. Now that we have a chance to take a gamble, how can we give it up!"

Lion Douluo knew perfectly well that it was impossible to persuade him.

However, he still did not give up and suddenly grabbed with his large hand.

Two streams of soul power transformed into crimson chains, instantly pulling the traitor and the man who had recognized the enemy as his father to their side.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The traitor and the man who recognized the enemy as his father exclaimed at the same time.

"Listen up, you two!" Lion Douluo's voice boomed like a bell. "Your eldest brother actually wants to absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring with his fourth spirit ring. How is that any different from suicide? Quickly try to persuade him!"

"Brother, think it over!" The traitorous minister suddenly lunged forward, clinging tightly to Tianxia Wuzei's left leg. "The backlash of a 100,000-year spirit ring is something even a Title Douluo might not be able to withstand!"

"People will die!" The act of recognizing a thief as one's father was even more outrageous. He clung to the right arm of the "No Thief Under Heaven" gangster and howled, "We four brothers haven't even enjoyed any happiness yet?!"

Knowing their personalities well, Tianxia Wuzei simply said, "I'm fifty percent confident."

"Fifty percent?!" the two exclaimed in unison, then released their grip as if electrocuted.

The traitor even picked at his ear: "Tch, you should have said so earlier, you made me waste my tears."

The man, who had mistaken a thief for his father, was already eagerly brushing off non-existent dust from the shoulders of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" group: "I told you, Big Brother never fights a battle he's not sure of winning! If there's a 50% chance, isn't it a piece of cake?!"

"you……"

Lion Douluo stumbled, Thousand-Pound Douluo helplessly held his forehead, and Demon-Slaying Douluo almost fell backward.

The three powerful figures who once dominated the continent looked like toads struck by lightning, their mouths agape but unable to utter a single word.

The personalities of these four brothers are truly unfathomable!

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei said seriously, "Don't worry, I'm confident I can absorb it. Don't you know me? I never do anything I'm not sure I can do."

"this!"

The three Lion Douluo exchanged glances, each seeing the struggle in the other's eyes.

However, Tianxia Wuzei noticed that they had relaxed their guard slightly, and quickly said, "Don't worry, even if it's Old Deng here, I will stick to this! If you dare to knock me out, I will hold a grudge for the rest of my life."

Having said all that, Lion Douluo knew it was impossible to stop Tianxia Wuzei from absorbing the 100,000-year soul ring.

Finally, he sighed, "Alright. I can let you absorb it. But if there's any danger, I'll intervene and stop you. Don't blame me then."

"Let's not delay, let's begin now!" The Thief King was impatient. With a single palm strike, the already dying Titan Giant Ape was brought to its knees, barely clinging to life.

Without hesitation, Tianxia Wuzei unleashed his full power with the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist, Earth-Splitting Strike, striking the Titan Giant Ape's weakest point and killing it instantly.

Then a red spirit ring floated up from the corpse; it was the 100,000-year spirit ring that all spirit masters dreamed of.

Without hesitation, Tianxia Wuzei activated his soul power, drawing the blood-red 100,000-year soul ring to the top of his head.

"boom!"

The moment he absorbed the spirit ring, a violent torrent of energy erupted within him like a volcanic eruption.

The remaining ferocious will of the Titan Ape, along with a massive amount of soul power, raged through his meridians as countless steel needle-like energies.

"Ugh!"

His muscles tensed instantly like iron, and spiderweb-like bloodstains exploded on his skin. He looked like a piece of porcelain thrown into a furnace, ready to fall apart at any moment.

Crimson blood beads seeped from his pores, instantly turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

"Holy Son!" The Lion Douluo's eyes widened in fury, and his crimson mane stood on end.

Just as he was about to make his move, the Thousand-Pound Douluo's Coiling Dragon Staff blocked his way: "No! Interrupting him now will only cause him to explode and die!"

Amidst the excruciating pain, Tianxia Wuzei gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: Damn it, this damn system didn't say it would hurt this much!
"Explosive King, possess me!"

With a roar, the Burst King instantly covered his entire body, forcefully withstanding the pressure from the external spirit rings.

However, the more difficult part was yet to come.

Deep within his consciousness, the towering waves suddenly froze.

The remnant soul of the Titan Ape manifested as a mountain-like phantom, its golden vertical pupils burning with boundless rage: "Insects! How dare you lay a finger on my power?!"

The violent mental shock came like a tsunami, and the space of consciousness was instantly filled with cracks.

The soul of the thief-free world was shaken and staggered backward, but suddenly sneered: "A dead beast still wants to cause trouble?"

He clenched his fists, and with the system's help, his immense soul power condensed into a giant hand.

To the astonishment of the Titan Ape, its giant hand crashed down with unparalleled force!

"boom!"

The remnant soul of the Titan Ape shattered upon impact, transforming into countless starlight that merged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The crimson light from the outside world receded, eventually transforming into a scarlet soul ring that pulsed around Tianxia Wuzei's body.

"It's...it's a success?!" The three elders stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

At the same time, Thief Eyebrows and Rat Eyes, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, who had successfully absorbed the third spirit ring, arrived.

"What happened?"

Lion Douluo and the others ignored them, their eyes fixed on Tianxia Wuzei absorbing the soul ring.

Ning Rongrong followed the gaze and exclaimed in surprise, "He... he's absorbing a 100,000-year soul ring?!"

"What?! A 100,000-year-old spirit ring?!"

Zhu Zhuqing covered her red lips in disbelief, her long eyelashes trembling.

"Shut up, don't bother him!"

Lion Douluo roared, and the pressure of a Title Douluo swept out.

The same applies to Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo; they unleashed the power of titled Douluo, preventing any external factors from interfering with Tianxia Wuzei.

Ning Rongrong sensed three terrifying auras, and her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

"Title Douluo?! And there are three of them! Each one is no less powerful than Grandpa Sword, just who are they?!"

She pondered to herself, quickly searching her mind for a suitable force.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong possessed considerable knowledge and quickly grasped the situation.

Currently, there is only one force on the mainland that openly possesses three or more Title Douluos.

That is, the Spirit Hall.

He immediately exclaimed in surprise, "You...you are from the Spirit Hall?!"

The shifty-eyed man next to him rolled his eyes and said mockingly, "That's right, we're from the Spirit Hall. But isn't it a bit late for you to recognize us now?!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Tianxia Wuzei and said, "Look, this is my boss, the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"What?! He's the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, whom the Spirit Hall announced a while ago?!"

First, I want to apologize. Due to the timeout, I rushed to finish three chapters today, using some extra writing power. Now that I've reached 100,000 words, I'll take the remaining chapters more seriously.

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