"The Tree Martial Soul has changed again!"
This statement surprised Wang Zhong for a long time. He hadn't noticed his own Martial Soul changing.
"Don't doubt it. The Tree Martial Soul has indeed changed, but you were so engrossed in other matters when it happened that you didn't notice," the little fox explained to Wang Zhong with a light chuckle.
Wang Zhong touched his right eye. Inside it was an angel's sword sheath, which could have caused him to miss the moment his Martial Soul changed.
Turning his body, Wang Zhong swam towards the island.
Upon returning to the island, Wang Zhong leaped onto it. Although he had been in the water all day, his clothes were surprisingly not wet, a benefit brought by the Mermaid Pearl.
"Tree Martial Soul, appear!"
Five soul rings, one yellow, two purple, two black, and one white-gold, rose from his feet. There was no intention of concealment; Wang Zhong wanted to fully unleash his Tree Martial Soul.
But something unexpected happened: the Tree Martial Soul was gone!
Yes, gone!
The colossal Tree Martial Soul that once reached for the heavens, connected with the thunder above, and drew from the netherworld below, had vanished from behind him!
In its place, a vivid imprint of a tree Martial Soul, no larger than a thumb, appeared in the center of his brow.
Reaching out to touch the imprint on his brow, Wang Zhong was utterly bewildered. Such a massive Tree Martial Soul had shrunk to such a tiny point.
His spiritual power, with a hint of exploration, surged into the Tree Martial Soul imprint between his brows. And there, Wang Zhong witnessed a scene so astonishing it left him speechless.
In endless darkness, an ancient, colossal tree floated silently, emitting a faint, eternal emerald glow. Its canopy spanned tens of thousands of miles, its roots extended for tens of thousands of miles, and its trunk was also tens of thousands of miles. It stood there, seemingly eternal.
Around the colossal tree, countless flickering lights, like fireflies, twinkled.
But Wang Zhong saw clearly that those twinkling lights were not firefly glows. They were worlds, suns!
This place was like the center of the universe!
Standing in the darkness, he, Wang Zhong, was as insignificant as dust! All beings were like ants! Worlds were like fireflies!
It was then that Wang Zhong understood. The Tree Martial Soul hadn't shrunk, nor had it disappeared into the imprint on his brow. It was simply too vast, too grand to be contained within the entire world.
Thus, it had placed itself in an unknown starry expanse, leaving only the imprint on Wang Zhong's brow as a connection.
The silently standing Tree Martial Soul seemed to sense Wang Zhong's arrival. It gently swayed its branches, and a stream of emerald light shot out, falling onto Wang Zhong's brow.
And Wang Zhong, who thought he would still need about a month to break through to level sixty, easily achieved it at this moment.
The changes didn't stop there. After Wang Zhong broke through, the entire Tree Martial Soul began to glow. The surrounding green light became brighter, and the stars around it simultaneously lit up, radiating the most dazzling brilliance.
Streams of soul power, from an unknown source, surged from the void and poured into his body.
This sensation was exactly like the feeling of absorbing a soul ring.
Wang Zhong dared not delay. He immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, his hands clasped below his abdomen, channeling the soul power within his body to guide and absorb the soul power surging from the void.
This soul power was distinctly different from the soul power he had absorbed from soul beasts. The soul power absorbed from soul beasts carried their unique characteristics: the sharpness of the Thorn Ghost King Vine, the adaptability of the Amoeba, the ferocity of the Ghost Tiger King, the malice of the Purple Winged Spider Emperor, and the warmth and solidity of the Bāxià.
The current soul power, brought by the Tree Martial Soul, was filled with vitality and greenness, or rather, naturalness and dynamism.
Soul power poured in continuously, and Wang Zhong absorbed it, circulating and absorbing. He absorbed as much as the Tree Martial Soul supplied.
Time flowed by silently. In the blink of an eye, a night had passed.
On the eastern side of the sea, a scorching, fiery red sun slowly rose.
Wang Zhong's body and its capacity were nearing saturation. He then attempted to communicate with the Tree Martial Soul, signaling it to stop supplying soul power.
As expected, the soul power surging from the void ceased immediately. Wang Zhong let out a shallow breath, opened his eyes, and a lightning-fast gleam shot out, lingering in the void.
Slowly rising from his seated position, Wang Zhong felt an unprecedented sense of fullness.
One yellow, two purple, two black, and two white-gold soul rings spun around his feet. From the Tree Martial Soul, Wang Zhong had obtained his sixth million-year soul ring!
Of course, the cultivation of this soul ring was several times higher than his fifth soul ring. If it had to be assigned a lifespan, it would be at least between three to four million years!
Wang Zhong's sixth soul skill was formed entirely according to his wishes.
The sixth soul skill: Wood Dragon Art!
A powerful soul skill integrating restraint, offense, killing, and attrition!
Originally, Wang Zhong's initial idea was to make the Wood Giant Art his sixth soul skill. In his opinion, the Wood Dragon Art was an almost perfect soul skill that combined offense and defense.
Making it the seventh soul skill would be the choice to maximize its capabilities.
However, every soul master's seventh soul skill was their Martial Soul True Body. If Wood Dragon were chosen as the Martial Soul True Body, it would feel strange.
Furthermore, choosing the Wood Giant as the seventh soul skill would undoubtedly complement the Martial Soul True Body and make it even more powerful.
After comprehensive consideration, this choice was made.
As for the eighth and ninth soul skills, Wang Zhong left them for the two most powerful Wood Style Ninjutsu recorded in the Ninja Scroll.
The Thousand-Hand Buddha and the Forest Creation, but these two soul skills were still too far off for him. However, this sixth soul skill was no trivial matter.
Experiencing the power of his sixth soul skill, Wang Zhong was unbelievably delighted.
In this world, no one's soul skill could surpass his sixth soul skill. It was an unimaginably powerful soul skill.
Wang Zhong could guarantee that even a Title Douluo, he now had the confidence to kill!
However, this thought flashed through his mind for only an instant before Wang Zhong suppressed it. A man's figure flickered before his eyes.
Sacred Spirit Sect, Fourth Elder, Human Demon, Ning Wudi.
This person, even with Wang Zhong now possessing his sixth soul skill, still gave him a sense of overwhelming powerlessness.
Pure brute force was precisely the bane of the Tree Martial Soul's soul skills, and that person had mastered the pinnacle of strength!
The Wood Dragon Art would have very little effect on him. It could cause him some trouble, but defeating Ning Wudi with it would be like dreaming.
"Reincarnation of Life! Ning Wudi will one day be resurrected again!"
"I will not allow myself to be in such a pathetic and powerless state again, unable to protect the people by my side."
"Eight Gates Internal Alchemy, Eight Extremes Heaven, these two self-created cultivation techniques, I will definitely master them to their peak!"
"Blood Qi Soul Ring, if you can obtain it, so can I."
"When I have all nine soul rings, no matter what pain I have to endure, I will have the Blood Qi Soul Ring!" Wang Zhong's gaze and tone were almost fierce.
He clenched his right hand forcefully in front of him, producing a sonic boom as if the air itself had been crushed. After Eight Extremes Heaven progressed further, his physical strength and constitution reached a new height.
"If you want the Blood Qi Soul Ring, you don't need to wait until you obtain the ninth soul ring. You can try for it now."
In his sea of consciousness, the little fox said calmly. Although it hadn't heard the first two sentences clearly, it had heard the last one.