"Finally broke through."
The pressure at the seabed increases progressively with depth. Apart from the unique adaptations of marine creatures, not to mention human soul masters—even sea soul masters would shy away from it.
But Ning Rongrong, relying on the amplification from the Extreme of Heart and Extreme of Skill, combined with Tokisaki Kurumi's time-reversal restoration and the healing power of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda,
managed to continuously have her body cells destroyed by the pressure while repairing them at an unbelievable speed.
With every repair, her cells and internal organs would adaptively strengthen just a little bit. If either the healing ability of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda or the precise control over time-reversal had been lacking, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have dared to do this.
A life is one's own—and there is only one.
"Body, cells, organs, and blood have all surpassed the limits of people on the Douluo Continent."
Ning Rongrong gazed at the scene where a single punch had cleared an entire seabed area and murmured softly, "Still need some time to adapt."
If deep-sea creatures swam into shallow waters, they might go "bang" and have their entire body explode.
Adjusting the body's self-adaptability was also part of the Extreme of Power.
Among the four pinnacle realms, the most difficult was not Heart, Skill, or Qi.
It was "Power."
Because power encompasses every aspect of the body—muscles, meridians, blood, genes, and so on.
All of these fall under the domain of the Extreme of Power.
Why couldn't the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King become a god? Because he couldn't do what she was doing—and on top of that, he had the Dragon God's binding curse, making it even harder.
With the Extreme of Heart, even if her body shattered, as long as her soul didn't perish, she could retain consciousness for a period of time and then use time abilities to reverse and rebirth.
No one starts standing at the heavens. During that blank, pale window period, even the Dragon God climbed step by step, step by step, step by step to the highest point.
And then… fell.
The Dragon God also took a very long time of cultivation before establishing the Realm of Dragons.
Rules are like that—as long as one adapts, as long as there is enough time to linger repeatedly between "life and death," eventually a tiny bit can seep in.
Clearly, Ning Rongrong lacked none of these things. Her time-reversal ability, healing ability, and control over the soul far surpassed the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
"Next, as long as Kurumi completes the Extreme of Qi on her side, and we briefly fuse to reach the peak of the four extremes, I, Ning Rongrong, will stand above the heavens."
Although she might not yet compare to a true immortal realm, the Douluo Continent would become her nursery.
"For now, let's stabilize first."
Feeling that she had gotten a bit carried away, Ning Rongrong quickly steadied her emotions.
Ning Rongrong did not fully trust the Evil God King—at least not completely. With a title like "Evil," it wouldn't be strange for him to do something that betrayed his ancestors. Otherwise, why call him evil?
As for Kindness—the one who could play together with Evil…
Probably cut from the same cloth as herself—pink on the outside, black on the inside… ugh, ugh, ugh, why would she say that about herself.
"But Gu Yuena…"
Compared to God Kings descending to the lower realm and such, Ning Rongrong was still more worried about Gu Yuena's situation.
The Evil God King said that Gu Yuena could not possibly bear the resentment of the Golden Dragon King.
From that perspective, it was true.
But Gu Yuena had already absorbed the dragon soul.
Whether that thing would ultimately affect Gu Yuena herself—
Honestly, Ning Rongrong had no certainty. If Gu Yuena absorbed the dragon soul and then went berserk…
A peak first-level god in that state might truly become a huge problem!
"Sigh… we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
Ning Rongrong flew from the seabed toward the central region of the sea. The surrounding seawater was cleared by the aura she emanated, as though some great terror had appeared—opening a hollow path through the water.
Her pink long hair floated gently. Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged, stacking her hands in front of her body. A faint pressure radiated outward from her as she entered a state of cultivation.
She needed to adapt to every part of herself—equivalent to stabilizing her realm.
While Ning Rongrong was still in cultivation, the continent was far from peaceful…
In the Barak Kingdom, the entire nation was overrun with toxic miasma.
Almost everyone had evacuated. What remained were only pools of blood and the corpses of those who couldn't escape. Although the toxic miasma had not spread further outward,
the Barak Kingdom was now completely shrouded in dense poison fog—like a silent city of venom.
Even Dugu Bo could not penetrate into the central area.
This place had already been designated a forbidden zone by the Heaven Dou Empire. Soul masters were stationed outside the toxic miasma to prevent any reckless outsiders from entering.
However, in the central zone deep within this terrifying toxic miasma, three people still remained. The surrounding poison seemed to have no effect on them whatsoever.
The three were Bo Saixi, Tang Chen, and Tang San.
The Barak toxic miasma that everyone feared was, in the eyes of Tang San and the others, like walking casually through their own home.
"Asura Regeneration, Blood Coagulation."
Tang San let out a sharp shout.
At the stump of his severed left arm, blood surged in from all directions, converging toward the wound like streams flowing into the sea.
"Endless Life, Revival."
In an instant, the blood at the severed arm began to surge continuously, generating flesh and skin.
In the blink of an eye, the severed left arm had actually regrown.
"Regrowing a severed limb—I never expected Little San to have such an ability." Tang Chen stood to the side, watching Tang San regrow a left arm from nothing, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
He had originally thought that only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed such secret techniques.
After all, back then Tang Xiao's arm had been restored by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He hadn't expected his own grandson to also be proficient in this art.
It really felt like the current Douluo Continent was becoming less and less humane.
More and more unfamiliar.
One powerhouse after another kept appearing.
Soul beasts and humans were mixing together. The overlord of the Far North, Xue Di, had even become a god.
For a moment, Tang Chen felt old. He could no longer keep up with the times.
"Phew—"
Tang San exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at his completely restored arm.
If the Blue Silver Emperor had awakened normally, regrowing the arm wouldn't have been this troublesome—even without the Sea God Trident and his mother's soul bone.
Who was he?
The unrivaled God King Tang San who stood supreme across the nine heavens and ten earths—even if he wasn't a god right now.
Regrowing a severed limb—wasn't that something he could do whenever he wanted?
However, his power was ultimately impure. The Asura God's power was not specialized in restoration. He could only use the blood of the dead to coagulate the arm. Still, in the end, it succeeded.
"Qian Renxue, Spirit Hall—remember this."
"I, Tang San, will return."
It wouldn't be long before the soul rings on his Haotian Hammer would recover.
Then it would be time for the next phase of the plan.
"The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King clan, huh?"
"My last two soul rings will be yours." Tang San already faintly sensed that he had touched the bottleneck of level 96. Once he reached level 96, he was confident he wouldn't lose to Qian Renxue.
"Great-Grandfather, Senior Bo Saixi—how are your conditions?"
"The injuries are mostly recovered. Thanks to your poison-avoiding pearl, otherwise we couldn't have stayed here so comfortably." Tang Chen said with emotion.
"Tang San, what's your next plan?" Bo Saixi asked.
"Once I've fully recovered, it's time to complete the Sea God's Eighth Trial."
"Killing the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King?" Tang Chen frowned. "Little San, there's something I might not have told you—I cannot take action against the Deep Sea Demonic Whale clan."
"That's right. Tang Chen told me that back in the Star Dou Great Forest, he and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King made a vow and contract. He cannot act against the Deep Sea Demonic Whale clan." Bo Saixi also sighed.
"Damn Deep Sea Demonic Whale King—hmph, truly cunning and sly." Tang San spat at the inherently evil fat-headed fish soul beast, then spoke with righteous indignation. "No problem. With me and Senior Bo Saixi here, a mere Deep Sea Demonic Whale King is nothing to fear."
Not long after his words fell, Tang San and the others stopped talking.
All three of them furrowed their brows slightly.
"Tap tap, tap tap."
Footsteps came from somewhere unknown, sounding extremely clear in this silent, deserted city.
A graceful figure slowly emerged from the streets shrouded in toxic mist.
(End of chapter)