Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

Chapter 1082 The Origin of the Artifact Spirit

These soul skills either have too short a duration or are not suitable for rapid movement and counterattacks.

This semi-divine artifact, the Eight Desolations Stele, perfectly met all of Tang Lan's requirements and needs; it was as if it were tailor-made for him.

With the Eight Desolations Tablet in his possession, Tang Lan can completely ignore most attacks and use offense as defense to unleash his strongest power.

In addition, Tang Lan was overwhelmed by the other abilities of the Eight Desolate Steles, but it was not so easy to use them.

"Alright, from now on you are the master of the Eight Desolations Stele."

"Although I am an independent consciousness, I am also the spirit of the Eight Desolations Stele, and from now on I will have to call you my master."

"To have the former Eastern Region Mystic Lord call you master, kid, you've already gained a lot of face. Don't worry, I'll protect you from now on."

The girl's arrogant voice rang out again.

Although he said that, it didn't seem like he considered Tang Lan his master at all.

Instead, she regarded Tang Lan as her little brother.

At this moment, Ning Xian seemed somewhat unwilling and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "He Xi, is this the tone a spirit would use to speak to its master?"

"Tang Lan is no ordinary person. I advise you to put down your arrogance."

To everyone's surprise, He Xi said with a disdainful look, "Who said that the master must be respectful to everyone?"

"Those tiny ants scared this guy so much that he had to hide. How much strength can this guy possibly have?"

"Although I am his spirit, it is only right that I protect him."

"As for who is bigger and who is smaller, that should be judged by their relative strength."

These words made Tang Lan's expression strange, completely overturning Tang Lan's understanding of masters.

Tang Lan even doubted whether this guy was really the Eastern Region Mystic Lord, since his behavior and actions were completely opposite to Ning Xian's, making him seem very unreliable.

"Even at a time like this, you're still the same as ever, you haven't changed at all."

"Now is not the time to talk. We'd better leave here as soon as possible, otherwise we won't be able to leave once those soul-devouring ants return."

Ning Xian didn't care whether this guy was willing or not, and urged him impatiently.

Although Tang Lan didn't understand this guy, Ning Xian knew He Xi's character well and naturally wouldn't allow him to continue causing trouble.

"Alright, alright, these little ants certainly couldn't hurt me in the slightest when I was at my peak."

"But for now, our priority is getting out of here. However, before that, I would like you to bring the other two along as well."

He Xi stopped mid-sentence and then changed the subject.

Tang Lan nodded, carefully looked around, and after finding that there were no other treasures around the altar statue, she quickly headed towards the next passage.

Within Tang Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, two figures appeared: Ning Xian, dressed in a white robe, and He Xi, dressed in blue.

It must be said that Ning Xian is indeed handsome and has a scholarly air about him, making him appear elegant and refined.

It's hard to imagine that this thing is an ancient relic from millions of years ago.

He Xi's overall demeanor is like that of a fairy descended from heaven, pure and refined, giving people the impression of being untainted by the mud.

Her long, black hair, like a waterfall, was tied back with a jade hairpin, and she held a black brick the size of a palm in her hand.

This scene instantly shattered Tang Lan's impression of her as a fairy; no matter how you looked at it, it was so incongruous.

Tang Lan knew that what He Xi was holding was the materialized Eight Desolations Stele.

When shrunk down, this thing really does look almost like a brick. Although it is indeed a great treasure, its shape is truly indescribable.

Ning Xian, standing next to him, was different. This guy carried a black sword called Slaughter wrapped in cloth on his back, making him look more like a reclusive cultivator who had come down from the mountain.

"Tang Lan, why are you looking at me like that! We're from different eras, and there are some things you can't do carelessly."

Seeing Tang Lan staring intently at her, He Xi noticed a hint of wariness on her face, as if she had thought of something.

To be fair, as the owner of the Eight Desolations Stele, even if Tang Lan ordered her to do something she didn't want to do, she probably wouldn't be able to resist.

"This, um... sister, I, Tang Lan, am not that kind of person. Although I don't know what you're talking about, I'd still like to ask."

"Who were those other two guys you just mentioned? Were they like you?"

Tang Lan asked tentatively.

Having acquired two semi-divine artifacts, Tang Lan naturally understood what an opportunity and benefit this was.

If there are any other semi-divine artifacts nearby, Tang Lan will definitely not let them go.

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Seeing that Tang Lan had no other ideas, He Xi breathed a sigh of relief and even felt a little disappointed.

Back in the day, she was not only the strongest man in the Eastern Region, but also the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Region. Countless men were even willing to give their lives for her.

Countless years have passed, and the first man she met still had no feelings for her whatsoever.

This made He Xi feel somewhat resentful, and she even began to doubt whether her charm had diminished over time.

Despite her wild thoughts, He Xi still explained, "You're right. Many years ago, I sensed the auras of the Southern Region Mystic Lord and the Western Region Mystic Lord."

"What? Are you serious?!"

This time, it wasn't Tang Lan who spoke, but the slaughter artifact spirit Ning Xian.

At this moment, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He had perished alongside He Xi in that earth-shattering battle years ago.

It was thought that the two Xuanjun of the Western and Southern Regions would be able to continue to stabilize this continent afterward, but unexpectedly, they followed in their footsteps.

He Xi nodded very seriously and said, "That's right, I did sense the soul aura of those two guys."

"But they're not here. If I'm not mistaken, they're most likely in some other small space."

"As for exactly where it is, I have no idea."

He Xi said that even she was completely unaware of the more detailed matters.

But Tang Lan seemed to understand something, and after a moment's thought, she spoke up:

"If I'm not mistaken, that Grim Reaper must have placed the souls of these two people into some kind of semi-divine artifact as well."

"There's a good chance they're in one of the other stages of the Grim Reaper's Trial, after all, this is only the third stage."

Tang Lan explained to the two of them based on her own guess.

However, He Xi was somewhat unwilling upon hearing this. This girl had completely lost her fairy-like demeanor and instead resembled a fierce tigress.

He stomped his foot on the ground angrily and said, "That Grim Reaper is just looking down on people!"

"We're just as strong as them, so why are we placed in the third stage while they're put in later stages!"

Upon hearing this, both Tang Lan and Ning Xian were speechless. (End of Chapter)