Nangong Lingyun knew very well that the mission of the three of them was to gather intelligence on the Kaiyuan Sect, and that it was directly arranged by Tang Chen.
Therefore, he immediately became extremely alert, using his meticulous control over his own body's martial soul and the peak acting skills he had honed over time to their fullest.
In an instant, his expression deliberately became very complex, as if he were struggling with something, and he spoke in a low voice: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Of course, I want the truth."
Tang San was somewhat baffled. Who the hell had nothing better to do than listen to lies? But Nangong Lingyun stubbornly shook his head,
"No, you want to hear a lie.
The Kaiyuan Sect is utter trash, Nangong Lingyun is not worth mentioning, and Skyblade Douluo is also unremarkable."
"Only I, Qin Feng, am the true favored son of this world, the one destined by fate, haha, hahahaha."
As he spoke, his tone was commanding, as if pointing out the mountains and rivers.
However, his face showed three parts resentment, three parts despair, three parts frustration, and one part envy, longing, and yearning, looking like a classic pie chart.
This performance immediately caused the pure and innocent to imagine tens of thousands of words of convoluted plot.
However, before he could ask, Nangong Lingyun continued on his own:
"I am not yet sixteen, and I already have a cultivation of fifty-seven levels. Breaking through to Soul Emperor within this year is no problem at all.
I also created the Mysterious Ice Eight Forms, developed the peerless killing move Dragon Emperor Forbidden Technique, and coupled with my extreme cold power, I am almost unmatched by Soul Saints, and I have even beaten Soul Douluos.
If we talk about the geniuses of this world, even if we go back ten thousand years, I would still be considered the first.
Including the Pope of the Spirit Hall with the Twin Martial Souls, in my eyes, they are just so-so. Two martial souls are not necessarily stronger than one.
However, Nangong Lingyun, he is the kind of unparalleled monster that appears once in a million years.
History books say that fate loves to play tricks on life. In any other era, I would be enough to lead the way, but I happened to meet such a person,
Only forced to be subservient, becoming a foil to the victor.
"Why was I born if he was too? Ha, ha, how unfair is fate?"
Speaking at the right moment, Nangong Lingyun lowered his head slightly, squeezing a few tears from his eyes.
The fan-shaped diagram in his eyes not only didn't disappear but became even more complex.
To help Tang Chen and the Haotian Sect make up their minds, he not only had to portray the current Kaiyuan Sect as very weak, at least weak enough that the Haotian Sect would be absolutely certain of victory.
He also needed to raise the future threat of the Kaiyuan Sect to the highest level. He had to create a feeling that if they didn't act today, they'd have no chance tomorrow.
"Is Nangong Lingyun that strong?"
Tang San suddenly spoke, his surprised tone both stimulating, wanting to make him say more, and genuinely shocked.
In the shadows, Tang Hao wore a look of bafflement.
Sixteen years old, level fifty-seven, and capable of taking on a Soul Douluo—Qin Feng was already incredibly freakish. Forget about himself; even Bibi Dong and Tang Chen at the same age couldn't compare.
And Nangong Lingyun had left even Qin Feng helpless and feeling inferior?
"Strong? Heh, he's not just strong; he's a monster.
You can't even begin to understand the despair of facing someone like that.
It's like a baby facing a fully armed, elite soldier.
In terms of talent, Nangong Lingyun possessed Twin Martial Souls, both of which were god-level, coupled with innate full soul power.
His main martial soul, the Primal Desolate Saint Body, had the life attribute of the Ten Strong Martial Paths, while also possessing strength and blood essence. The synergy between the three was far more than the sum of their parts.
His beast-controlling martial soul allowed him to contract a powerful, unique soul beast with each soul ring, such as the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, the Thunderclap Yama Vine, and the Golden Sun Crow.
In terms of background, the Skyblade Douluo could crush everyone except for a few peak-level experts.
"Wielding the blade of the heavens, judging all living beings"—this title, although arrogant, wasn't an exaggeration.
Another Yuan Tiangang, though not known for his strength, possessed exceptional talents in other areas. The Kaiyuan Sect's current standing owed more to him than to Skyblade Douluo.
In terms of intellect, this guy, through his own efforts, had taken the previous, roughly estimated calculation formula for the limit of spirit rings and refined it to the point where it could accurately determine the precise numbers.
It's worth noting that those earlier theories represented the collective efforts of countless individuals in the soul master world, who had dedicated themselves to development, research, and validation for over three million years.
Furthermore, because his primary martial soul allowed for attacks with fists and feet, and his beast martial soul could transform into various divine weapons, he managed to create a set of supreme martial arts called the Ten Strong Martial Paths in just a few years. These included the ten absolutes: blades, spears, swords, halberds, clubs, fists, palms, legs, claws, and fingers.
Any one of these was enough to be considered top-tier, and they were still evolving.
"I have the Mysterious Ice Eight Forms and the Dragon Emperor Forbidden Technique, but compared to his creations, they're, at best, child's play."
Tang San was somewhat speechless.
Previously, he only knew that Nangong Lingyun was stronger than him, but he didn't have a clear understanding of just how much stronger.
At this moment, he realized it was like comparing the light of the moon to the glow of a firefly.
What was the concept of creating ten first-rate martial arts in a few years? The Mysterious Heaven Skill was only barely second-rate in his previous life, and that was because it came from a remnant of a Taoist classic.
There was no other word to describe it but heaven-defying.
What shocked Tang Hao the most was the Twin Martial Souls. Although he had hammered the Pope of the Spirit Hall, he also understood how freakish the Six-Winged Angel was.
Such a martial soul alone was enough to dominate the continent. What kind of monster would two of them be?
Nangong Lingyun paused, then continued: "And that's not all, he's just as despair-inducing in other aspects.
In terms of courage, let me put it this way, since he started cultivating, that guy has been walking on a knife's edge with every step, but he has never been afraid or hesitated in the slightest.
Take the age of soul rings as an example, under normal circumstances, if the theoretical limit is calculated to be nine hundred years, most people would definitely choose seven hundred or even six hundred years, just in case they miscalculated and lost their lives.
After all, this was the true limit, considering all influencing factors.
In practical application, even with an eight-hundred-year soul ring, there was still a ninth of adjustment and error-checking space.
However, during the absorption process, if the will wavered even slightly, if the state was even a little imperfect, or if the soul power wasn't managed with perfect precision, there was still a high probability of immediate death by explosion.
And Nangong Lingyun, every single time, set his standard at at least eight hundred and eighty years, not allowing himself to exceed a two percent error margin from the theoretical limit.
This was simply insane.
In terms of perseverance,
he pushed the training of his strength and the honing of his spirit to the absolute limit his body and soul could endure every single day.
This kind of cultivation was excruciatingly painful.
Imagine the feeling of every single muscle in your body tearing, and every moment of your consciousness being sliced a thousand times.
An ordinary person would be exempt from ever trying this again after just one attempt.
But Nangong Lingyun persisted for six years, doing this every single day, until he arrived in Heaven Dou City, when he began to slack off.
Besides that, when it came to shamelessness and audacity, he was also unparalleled. He actually built twelve palaces within the academy, and when others accused him of being lecherous, he not only wasn't ashamed but was proud of it.
"Tell me, is this kind of opponent terrifying?"
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