Inside the Liuli Heavenly Sect, the scene was completely different from the frenzied chaos in the city.
The sect disciples sat cross-legged in the training ground, courtyard, and under the eaves, in an orderly manner wherever they could come into contact with the divine rain.
They bathed in the nine-colored rain, silently circulating their soul power, feeling the warm energy cleansing their bodies and nourishing their martial souls.
No one made a fuss, and no one fought over it.
This is a miracle brought about by the sect leader's junior sister; it is the glory and blessing of the Glazed Heaven.
Their hearts were filled with piety and gratitude.
Ning Liu and his group moved extremely fast, and in a few flashes they crossed the outer wall of the sect and landed on the square in front of the main hall.
Upon landing, Tang Chen and Chrysanthemum Douluo were stunned by the sight before them.
A huge vortex formed at the center of the nine-colored auspicious clouds above the entire Liuli Heaven.
Endless nine-colored divine light cascaded down like a waterfall, converging at the center of the square.
There, a petite figure floated in mid-air.
Her eyes were closed, and her hands formed a strange mudra in front of her.
Her long, smooth hair moved without wind, her clothes fluttered in the wind, and she was enveloped in a thick, all-encompassing nine-colored halo, making her look sacred and solemn.
It was Ning Rongrong.
Above her head, the auspicious clouds exuded such a sacred aura that even Tang Chen, a demigod, was startled.
He could even sense a clear, joyful will within it.
That is the will of God.
"What a beautiful nine-colored goddess!"
Tang Chen admired it in his heart.
He could see that Ning Rongrong was at a crucial moment in receiving God's reward, a reward she deserved.
There was a time when even raising one's soul power by one level required immense effort, and the mutation of one's martial soul was a legendary event that was extremely rare and hard to come by.
But here, a rain shower made all of this a reality.
Ning Liu didn't disturb them, but simply stood quietly to the side, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction and pride.
Just then, the nine-colored cloud vortex in the sky spun to its limit, and a nine-colored divine light, more dazzling than any light before, suddenly descended from the sky and poured directly into Ning Rongrong's body!
"Buzz—!"
An invisible ripple of energy suddenly spread outwards from Ning Rongrong.
All the disciples of Liuli Tian in the square felt a jolt, and the bottleneck of their soul power instantly loosened. Many of them broke through one level on the spot!
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, who was at the center of the storm, was experiencing a surge in her aura!
Level 63... Level 64... Level 65!
In just a few breaths, his soul power increased by two levels, finally stabilizing at the peak of level 65, just one step away from level 66!
This isn't over yet.
As the divine light dissipated, at the center of the cloud vortex, a skull about the size of a fist, composed entirely of nine-colored glazed crystals, resembling the most perfect work of art in the world, slowly took shape.
Divine light flowed and auspicious energy rose above the skull, and faintly, one could almost hear melodious and ethereal celestial music.
"A divine gift of soul and bones!"
Tang Chen's pupils contracted.
Moreover, this is no ordinary 100,000-year-old soul bone; the will and energy contained within it have far exceeded the boundaries of the mortal world!
The nine-colored glass skull paused slightly in mid-air before transforming into a stream of light and instantly disappearing into Ning Rongrong's brow.
Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled slightly, and a trace of pain appeared on her face, but she was immediately enveloped by an even more powerful divine aura.
Nine-colored light shimmered on her forehead as the divinely bestowed soul bone fused with her at an astonishing speed.
The whole process lasted only a dozen seconds.
As the light faded, the auspicious nine-colored clouds in the sky completed their mission, transforming into specks of light and dissipating into the world. The divine rain that had benefited the entire city also ceased.
Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes while in mid-air.
His eyes seemed to hold a nine-colored rainbow, clear, lively, and with a divine radiance that looked down upon all living beings.
She landed lightly and gracefully, and immediately saw Ning Liu not far away.
The solemn demeanor of a goddess descending to earth vanished without a trace in an instant.
"Senior brother!"
With a cheer, Ning Rongrong pounced over like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest, and hung directly on Ning Liu.
"You're finally back! I'm exhausted!"
She clung to Ning Liu's arm, pouted, and began to pour out her grievances.
"Do you know what I've been through all this time? A whole thousand wounded patients!"
"And it has to be someone who's lost an arm or a leg! I'm either looking for people or treating them every day, I can barely lift my arms anymore! Look, I've lost weight!"
As she spoke, she even pinched her smooth, delicate cheeks with great seriousness.
Ning Liu was amused by her appearance and reached out to pinch her nose:
"You seem to be in great spirits. Your soul power is already at level 65, and you even got a divinely bestowed soul bone for free. What's there to complain about?"
"That's really tough, you know!"
Ning Rongrong grumbled in rebuttal, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.
She was pleasantly surprised by what she had gained this time. Not only did she complete the divine test and her soul power increase by two levels, but she also obtained a divinely bestowed skull that perfectly matched her martial soul.
After absorbing it, she felt her mental power surge dramatically, and her control over the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda reached a whole new level. Even the enhancement of the seven major attributes had undergone a subtle qualitative transformation.
She was just about to show off her new ability to Ning Liu when her gaze inadvertently fell on Ning Liu's forehead.
There, the skin was smooth and there was nothing there.
But Ning Rongrong's gaze froze.
Because in her newly transformed spiritual perception after fusing with the divine skull, Ning Liu had a mark clearly imprinted between her eyebrows that she could not see but could clearly feel!
It was a blood-red mark, resembling a peerless killing sword!
The mark exuded an aura that made her soul tremble.
That aura was domineering, chilling, and filled with endless killing intent, completely different from her nine-colored divine power.
"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously reached out her finger to touch Ning Liu's forehead.
"Senior brother, you're here..."
Before her fingertips even touched it, an invisible, sharp energy made her fingertips sting slightly.
Ning Rongrong abruptly withdrew her hand, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.
She finally realized what that aura was!
That was the same level as her Nine-Colored Goddess inheritance... the aura of a god!
"God...the aura of God!"
Ning Rongrong's voice trembled slightly as she pointed at Ning Liu's forehead.
"Senior brother, you...you also received the divine inheritance?!"
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