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Upon seeing this 50,000-year-old skull again, a trace of greed flickered in the eyes of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Devil Bear Douluo, and Ghost Leopard Douluo.
Soul bones, especially those over ten thousand years old, are extremely precious to Titled Douluo.
Moreover, this was a 50,000-year-old head soul bone!
If these four weren't self-aware, they would have already fought for it.
Bibi Dong raised a finger, and the 50,000-year-old soul bone was pushed into the groove of the throne.
Boom!
The throne, sensing the energy-storing soul bone, automatically adhered to it, affixing it into the groove.
Instantly, the energy in the "Douluo Continent" arena began to surge, converging into the throne. Silver-white streams of light flowed into the head soul bone of wisdom, causing it to slowly melt and transform into a silver-white crystal, which embedded itself into the groove.
At this moment, the four Titled Douluo sensed the throne faintly connecting with the energy of the entire world, exuding an indescribable weight.
Even Bibi Dong felt slightly oppressed.
The throne, now adorned with a silver crystal amidst its otherwise pitch-black and ancient appearance, exerted a mental pressure that was hard to describe.
Furthermore, the throne seemed to come alive, with the silver crystal acting like an eye observing the new world, making Bibi Dong sense a hint of spirit.
Could this really not be some peculiar life form?
"You mentioned two steps, what's the second step?" Bibi Dong had already realized that this item might indeed be a demi-god artifact. The fluctuations of energy connecting it with the entire world and its newborn-like spirit were the best proofs.
As Tang San said, if the Soul King mastered such an artifact, even sitting still, they could contend with Super Douluo above level 95.
"The second step is to gain its recognition by injecting the soul master's spirit aura and imprinting their soul mark."
Tang San said solemnly, "Just place your hand on the gemstone and inject soul power. The throne will extract the martial soul information and perform the so-called recognition."
"However, because the core is formed from the head soul bone of wisdom, only soul masters with spirit attribute martial souls or exceptionally strong mental power can gain its approval."
"Others, whose mental power is weak or whose martial souls lack spirit attributes, will likely be repelled the moment they touch it."
"Everyone desires an artifact, but artifacts choose their wielders."
Bibi Dong nodded, not stepping forward herself. She addressed Ghost Douluo, "Besides Tang San and myself, your martial soul has the strongest mental power here. Why not give it a try?"
"As you command, Your Holiness." Ghost Douluo, brimming with excitement, walked slowly towards the throne, eager to gain its recognition.
However, as Ghost Douluo approached, the throne emitted a powerful mental force, like a tsunami, that pressured him to retreat three steps.
"What immense mental pressure!" Ghost Douluo felt the throne towering like a mountain. To gain its approval, he had to climb this formidable peak.
But could he scale this towering mental mountain?
As this thought crossed his mind, the mountain grew taller, with its peak radiating scorching light that caused his mental power to tremble.
The sensation was as if he was being roasted alive in a furnace—pure torture.
"Hmph!" Ghost Douluo retreated three steps, his gaze towards the throne filled with astonishment and fear. He bowed to Bibi Dong, saying, "Apologies, Your Holiness, I have disappointed you. I couldn't gain the throne's recognition. The mental pressure was like a towering mountain connecting heaven and earth, and the intense light conflicted with the dark and death attributes of my martial soul."
The primary attribute of the head soul bone of wisdom, a concentration of spirit, leaned towards attributes such as light and life. Dark and death attributes like those of a ghost were not recognized by the Divine Seal Throne.
Of course, cases of opposite attributes could still be recognized by the Divine Seal Throne, but they required achieving a perfect balance.
Soul masters could adjust the balance of their martial soul attributes by controlling their soul power to meet the requirements of soul fusion techniques. However, the Divine Seal Throne would not compromise—
Not compatible with "me"?
Get lost!
"It seems the throne has high demands for its master." Bibi Dong didn't blame Ghost Douluo for his failure. After a moment of contemplation, she summoned the Three Gold Generation.
"Greetings, Your Holiness!" x3
The three bowed respectfully. In such circumstances, Hu Liena could only address Bibi Dong as "Your Holiness," not the more familiar "teacher."
"No need for formalities." Bibi Dong gestured for them to rise and said to Hu Liena, "Nana, your martial soul is a demonic fox with strong spiritual attributes. Why not give it a try?"
Hu Liena looked towards the throne, glanced at Tang San with some puzzlement, feeling that this thing was related to him.
"This throne I've crafted is a demi-god artifact. Its core is the head soul bone of wisdom, embodying extreme spiritual attributes. To control it, one must also excel in spiritual power," Tang San explained briefly to Hu Liena. "Now, you can try to see if you can gain its approval."
At this moment, Hu Liena didn't know what else to say.
Tang San could even craft artifacts?
Isn't that too exaggerated?
However, no matter how surprised she was, the fact was right in front of her. She could only try and see if she could gain the approval of this artifact... demi-god artifact.
As Hu Liena approached the throne, it began to release mental pressure, like a towering mountain, exerting the same pressure on Hu Liena.
Compared to Ghost Douluo, Hu Liena's spiritual power was obviously weaker. But for her, the mountain-like mental pressure wasn't as uncomfortable as being in a furnace. Instead, it slowly polished her spiritual power, making it purer.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The closer she got, the greater the spiritual pressure she felt. By the sixth step, her body began to tremble, her bones cracking.
Although it was only mental pressure and not a real oppression of soul power, mental power could also create illusions in one's consciousness, affecting the physical body.
Hu Liena felt as if she was climbing an endless mountain. With each step forward, the oppression on her body grew heavier, and her body became increasingly heavy.
The illusion in her mind affected her physical body.
However, fueled by an indomitable pride, Hu Liena gritted her teeth and continued forward—
When Hu Liena took the ninth step, she had already reached the throne. The mental pressure had dissipated, and she collapsed onto the throne...
(End of Chapter)