Chapter 931

Wang Feng landed on the ground.

The blood-red whirlpool in the dragon claw flickered like a star before it was completely devoured.

The arm of the soul bone also started to glow with blood-red light.

After absorbing such a huge amount of energy, all the energy would eventually be converted into pure soul power through the soul bone.

However, Wang Feng's soul power had undergone a special transformation. The converted soul power wasn't much of an improvement to him.

This soul skill was powerful in terms of control and neutralization. This ability to convert energy was very useful to other soul cultivators, but it wasn't very useful to Wang Feng. Furthermore, many of Wang Feng's soul skills had similar effects.

Hence, it was more functional.

The million-year soul bone didn't just give him this soul skill.

This was only an active soul skill. It also came with a passive soul skill.

It was a passive soul skill that came with the Million Dragon Breath. When the Million Dragon Breath was used, blood-red starlight would appear when the blood-red whirlpool appeared on his palm.

This blood-red starlight was a passive attraction.

Even if it wasn't used together with the Million Dragon Breath, it was still a passive soul skill.

This was a type of passive soul skill that allowed him to absorb all sorts of emotions. The range and tolerance of his absorption would also increase.

It was also called Starlight Gravity.

This was a passive soul skill that Long Xie had used to accelerate his absorption of various evil thoughts. He used it to form all sorts of powerful moves.

Previously, Long Xie's scales would release this blood-red starlight every time he unleashed a powerful move. This was to accelerate his absorption of various soul beasts' evil thoughts.

These soul skills were closely related to Long Xie's abilities.

This passive soul skill was very useful to Wang Feng.

This was because he had the Black Lotus. The Black Lotus could absorb many violent emotions to store and convert soul power. It could also increase the defensive strength of the Black Lotus' black light barrier.

Combined with this passive soul skill, the Black Lotus could absorb all sorts of violent emotions in an extremely short period of time.

This meant that Wang Feng's fighting prowess would increase.

Unless he was killed in one move, it would be impossible to exhaust him to death.

Starlight Gravity, Million Dragon Breath, and Million Dragon Fist were a perfect match.

Even an expert on the level of the Thousand Daos Stream wouldn't be able to withstand the killing blow of his two million-year soul skills.

Absorbing such an energy storm was too easy.

Even if it was two or three times stronger, it wouldn't be a problem.

At this moment, Wang Feng landed on the ground.

The entire place was very quiet.

Currently, the Martial Soul Alliance had unified the entire continent. Although there were two factions within the alliance, they were still in conflict. But in essence, they were already unified. Many of the previous rules were gradually changed under the discussions and discussions of these two forces.

Just like the current situation.

Popetiff, a legendary figure who was both the White Robe and the Great Elder of the Tang Sect, had appeared in such a place. In the past, this was unimaginable.

When the white-robed Popetiff was patrolling the continent, very few soul masters had actually seen him.

According to the rules, the enemy's whereabouts and every battle were kept a secret and were not made public.

No one knew.

In the past, the finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament weren't open to the public.

The Alliance was still discussing how to redefine the tournament's format, and whether these talented soul masters should appear in front of the masses.

Exclamations came from the audience like a tsunami.

"Wow … why is this White Popetiff so young!"

"He's a little too handsome. Can he compare to me ten years ago?"

"He's really handsome … I thought that Tang San was already very handsome. I didn't expect this white-robed Popetiff to be even more handsome …"

"I heard that Tang San and the white-robed Popetiff are childhood friends. Do you think they …"

"Ah, is there a soul master with a painting brush martial soul? Hurry up and paint this white-robed Popetiff … you won't get another chance like this if you miss this village!"

… …

Some exclaimed that the white-robed Popetiff was so young. Some exclaimed that the Great Elder of the Tang Sect was so handsome … but no one exclaimed about his strength.

Wang Feng was speechless. It was as if he had returned to the Internet era in his previous life.

But it was a pity that the current Douluo Continent was too far away from that era.

"It seems like my handsome appearance has concealed my strength …"

Wang Fengxin let out a long sigh.

He had clearly displayed his strength, but he didn't hear many exclamations about his strength.

In fact.

Only true soul masters would exclaim about his strength.

But soul masters were only a small part of the crowd. Most of them were nobles or commoners.

In the Douluo Continent, commoners were the most common. Most of them had innate soul power of rank one or two, and it was difficult for them to become soul masters.

Only the commoners who were watching the show would exclaim about it.

Of course, it didn't exclude some soul masters with lower soul power ranks.

Most of the true soul masters were shocked by the white-robed Popetiff's strength.

Especially the Titled Douluo of the two sides!

"This Feng brat is getting stronger and stronger …" Ning Fengzhi was silent.

This kind of strength had completely exceeded the limit of rank 44.

To be able to resolve the attacks of the two without hurting them so easily.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't imagine what kind of strength was needed to do this?

At least rank 44 was absolutely impossible.

But his soul power rank was obviously not high.

"Just now … if I didn't see wrongly … that should be a real million-year soul bone …"

The Master's voice trembled a little.

A million-year soul bone.

There was a million-year soul beast on this continent? Although he heard from Tang San that Wang Feng had fought with a million-year soul beast in the Great Star Dou Forest and even absorbed a million-year soul ring. Only then did he have the chance to kill Bibidon who was about to sneak attack Wang Feng.

But hearing about it and seeing it with one's own eyes were two different things.

What did a soul beast that had already surpassed the limit represent?

The Master didn't know because this was already beyond his scope of knowledge.

God?

"He seems to be only rank 34, not rank 45. He hasn't even become a Titled Douluo yet. "

Sword Douluo shook his head and said, "His soul power rank is obviously not high, but his combat strength …"

Wang Feng's combat strength would probably become a mystery in the future.

A mystery that the entire continent couldn't solve.

"Those who survive a great disaster are bound to have good fortune in the future." Dai Mubai said with a smile, "Captain wasn't killed by Bibidon. To be able to survive, he must have had a fortuitous encounter and his strength has increased greatly."

Everyone nodded.

At this moment, on the stage.

Tang San's face was slightly pale, but the corner of his mouth revealed a helpless smile.

"Brother Feng, I was a little carried away just now …" Tang San walked over and sighed.

Wang Feng glanced at him.

Tang San's hatred for the Martial Spirit Hall and his unwillingness to admit defeat led to the situation just now.

Bibidon's death eliminated most of his hatred. But he still had a grudge against the Martial Spirit Hall.