Su Ming was not all that thrilled by his breakthrough in soul power.
Condensing the third soul core was harder than he had imagined. The more he worked through it, the more helpless he felt.
Most of the Quasi-Gods in the Dou San era had three soul cores, but they had condensed theirs at level 98. He was trying to do it at level 70.
The difference in the sheer quantity of soul power was at least tenfold.
Distributing his current soul power among three soul cores would require the utmost control to keep every core functioning normally.
Even if he succeeded in condensing them, he would still have to devote effort to maintaining the operation of all three soul rings.
This was also why Tang San had never been in a hurry to break the rules and intervene during the Dou Er era.
Su Ming's Soul Power Martial Soul was powerful, granting him the advantages of a body martial soul, but he also had to bear the troubles that came with soul power that was too strong.
"It's not as though there's no solution."
Su Ming rose to his full height and let out a deep breath. There was not a trace of dejection about him. Instead, he brimmed with confidence.
If he were a level 98 Super Douluo, he would certainly have begun condensing his third soul core on the spot.
That was all there was to the theory, and Su Ming was confident he could handle the practical side too. His greatest difficulty was that he could not condense three soul cores only to devote all his energy to keeping them balanced, leaving him unable to cultivate normally.
After dismissing the disciples who had gathered to watch, Du Busi flew over to Su Ming alone.
"How did