Unexpectedly, the Blue Silver King agreed, to everyone's delight. A voluntary sacrifice ring was the best—maximum power and fit.
Tianlin summoned the Demon Sword. "Then, Senior, brace yourself—15,000 years' cultivation, fifth spirit skill: Illusory Water and Thunderstorm!"
With his god-level martial soul and Soul Emperor power, Illusory Water and Thunderstorm's effect on spirit beasts was three times stronger.
Golden stripes appeared on the Blue Silver King's blue vines—a sign of the emperor's bloodline awakening.
The Blue Silver Emperor was unique, more so than Nine-Heart Begonia. Only one could exist at a time—unless the last died, the next would not be born. Even a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass, without the right timing, could never truly become emperor.
Now was the perfect chance. Ah Yin was dead, Tang San's bloodline unawakened—whoever reached 100,000 years first would be the new emperor.
"This is the emperor's power—boundless life energy!" Blue Silver King sighed.
Now, it was almost impossible to kill, for as emperor, it could use the Blue Silver Domain's highest form: Infinite Assimilation. As long as Blue Silver Grass existed, it could convert all its life, spirit, or mental power into its own—it would be nearly invincible in the forest.
Even Chen Xin and Thunder Eagle Douluo together could only defeat it, not kill it.
Of course, Tianlin had a counter—the Demon Suppression Domain, which could suppress Blue Silver powers. As long as he was present, it would not be a problem.
Fortunately, the King did not renege. It looked at Ning Fengzhi. "Alright, sir, come here. Your level suits the sacrifice—you must be the one this youth chose."
"Yes, that's me. Greetings, Senior." Ning Fengzhi bowed.
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—breaking the legendary limit. You're a genius. That youth went to great effort for you—is he your child?"
Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Yes, Xiao Tian is my son-in-law, but I've raised him like my own. He keeps his word and will honor his promise to you."
"Good. Then, accept my soul ring!" The King cast a huge barrier, pushing the others away, and flooded Ning Fengzhi with endless life energy.
A hundred-thousand-year sacrifice was overwhelming and unstoppable once began.
All the Blue Silver Grass in the forest swayed—they had just felt their emperor's return, only to witness the king's passing.
But that was fine—ten, twenty, even a hundred years was a blink to soul beasts. Tianlin would surely bring their emperor back, even stronger than before.
Sacrifice skipped the normal ring resistance phase, so it finished quickly. Soon, a red ring formed around Ning Fengzhi.
Tianlin put away the Demon Sword and picked up the King's seed. Its cultivation was gone, but its emperor bloodline remained, ensuring much faster growth than before.
"Thank you, Senior. I will fulfill my promise—relocate you to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and use my domain to help you recover as quickly as possible." Tianlin stored the seed and then looked at Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi opened his eyes. The power of the hundred-thousand-year ring had been fully absorbed: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red ring. After Clear Sky Douluo and Pope Bibi Dong, another Titled Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year ring was born—and the first ever of the auxiliary type.
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Eagle, Xiao Tian, my power is now at the peak of level 92, almost 93. From now on, my title will be Nine Treasure Douluo," Ning Fengzhi announced. The dream of countless generations of sect masters was now realized.
From now on, the sect would open a new chapter.
"Haha, congratulations, Nine Treasure Douluo!" Yin Yang laughed.
For the Titled Douluos, Ning Fengzhi's breakthrough was huge—not only did he get a ninth skill, but his first to sixth skills now doubled in effect. Group buffs were usually weaker than single-target, but not with the Nine Treasure Pagoda. He was now the undisputed top auxiliary on the continent.
"Fengzhi, what's your ninth skill? Is it related to life and endurance?" Chen Xin guessed.
"Uncle Sword, you're right. Normally, a hundred-thousand-year ring would create two soul skills, but for me, it produced only one." Ning Fengzhi smiled. Sometimes, two merged skills could be even stronger than separate ones.
Tang San's eighth ring on his Clear Sky Hammer was like this in the original—the merged Thousand Jun Barrier was stronger than most pure defense skills.
Ning Fengzhi stopped keeping them in suspense. "The skill is called:
Nine Treasures, the Ninth: Undying Body!"