Martial Soul Ranking Thirteenth, Tang San!

The moment the youth in the Mysterious Black Robe came into view.

The charcoal pencil in the Middle-aged Man's hand fell to the ground with a "snap."

He jumped up from his chair, his unkempt face instantly filling with extreme ecstasy.

"Lord?!"

"Lord is out of seclusion?!"

Mozi trembled all over with excitement.

He quickly looked at the Soul Power Monitoring Instrument beside him.

That instrument was his latest research achievement, capable of accurately capturing the soul power fluctuations of even a Titled Douluo.

However, at this moment.

The indicator on the instrument was stuck firmly at the "0" mark.

Not moving at all.

As if it were broken.

Mozi's eyes widened, staring intently at the number.

No soul power fluctuation?

Impossible!

Unless...

Unless Lord's realm had reached a level so high that even this machine couldn't comprehend it!

Returning to simplicity, merging with heaven and earth.

"Excellent!"

"My monitor can't even detect Lord's soul power!"

"He must have broken through to that stage!"

Mozi excitedly rubbed his oil-stained Big Hand, the fervor in his eyes a hundred times stronger than when he was studying the Blueprint.

He didn't bother tidying up the messy blueprints or his own appearance.

He directly pressed a red button in the center of the control console.

"Quick! Open the Main City Gate!"

"I will personally go to welcome Lord!"

Following his command, the entire Mechanism City let out an even greater roar.

That heavy metal gate, a hundred meters tall, slowly slid open to both sides, driven by countless gears.

Mozi ran out like a child, his legs churning. He almost tripped over parts on the ground due to his haste.

But he didn't care. He got up and continued to sprint.

That was his faith.

That was the Deity who gave him new life and showed him what true Mechanism Arts were.

Lord Li Xin was finally here!

The massive gear gate boomed open, kicking up dust that made the very ground tremble.

Mozi rushed out.

This Mechanism Master, who usually immersed himself in Mechanism Arts and wouldn't budge even if the sky fell, now had a face covered in machine oil and excited sweat.

He rushed to Li Xin's front, not even bothering to wipe his face, and immediately bowed respectfully.

"Lord!"

"You're finally back!"

Mozi's voice was hoarse from excessive excitement.

Li Xin nodded slightly, his expression calm.

"Get up."

"You've made quite a stir while I was away."

Li Xin's gaze swept over this Steel Giant City. There wasn't much emotion in his eyes, as if this magnificent miracle was merely child's play to him.

Mozi chuckled, rubbed his hands, and quickly led the way.

"Lord is too kind. They are all just insignificant trinkets."

"Please, come inside. I have some new findings I'd like to report to you."

The group walked into the Mechanism City.

The scene inside was even more astonishing than outside.

Countless precise mechanical arms were automatically assembling some kind of ring-shaped object, blue electric arcs crackling in the air.

Gongsun Li blinked her big eyes curiously, her rabbit ears twitching.

"Old Mo, what is this?"

(She) asked, pointing at the round ring.

Mozi glanced at Li Xin. Seeing that Lord did not object, he puffed out his chest and proudly introduced:

"This is an Artificial Soul Ring."

"By compressing high-purity soul power, we can simulate the energy fluctuations of Soul Beasts after death. Although currently, we can only achieve the ten-thousand-year level, its advantage lies in mass production."

"And over there."

Mozi pointed to a large cultivation tank on the other side.

Various metal prosthetics were immersed inside, inscribed with complex Soul Tool patterns.

"This is the prototype of the Artificial Soul Bone project. It can not only enhance physique but also come with specific Soul Skills."

"I plan to mass-produce these equipment and form a legion purely reinforced by mechanisms."

Li Xin casually picked up an unfinished metal core and applied a slight force with his fingertip.

The special alloy, which could withstand the full blow of a Soul Saint, deformed like tofu in his hand.

"Good idea."

"But in the face of absolute power, these are ultimately just external things."

Li Xin casually tossed aside the scrap metal, his tone indifferent.

Mozi nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with even greater admiration.

Because he knew that Lord's power had long surpassed the limits that these mundane tools could reach.

Just as Mozi was about to display his most crucial "God-Slaying Level" Soul Tool Cannon blueprint.

The sky outside suddenly changed color.

On the golden ranking board, a new ranking appeared.

Rolling golden thunder split the sky, drawing everyone's gaze back to the heavens.

[Martial Soul Ranking, 13th place!]

[Name: Tang San]

[Affiliation: Heaven Dou Empire, Tang Sect]

[Martial Soul: Blue Silver Emperor, Clear Sky Hammer (Twin Martial Souls)]

[Level: Level 94 Titled Douluo]

The appearance of this line caused another huge stir across the continent.

Twin Martial Souls again!

And it's Tang Hao's son, Tang San, who shone so brightly in the Soul Master competition!

Heaven Dou City, Tang Sect headquarters.

Tang San suddenly clenched his fists, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

He stared intently at the glaring "Thirteenth Place," his chest heaving violently.

"Thirteenth?"

"How could it only be thirteenth?"

Tang San's face turned ashen, his previously calm and refined demeanor completely gone.

His teacher had once assured him with certainty that Twin Martial Souls represented the pinnacle of talent in the Soul Master World.

Even Bibi Dong only had Twin Martial Souls.

He possessed the Plant Emperor Blue Silver Emperor, and the number one assault weapon martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

This was a God-Tier Configuration!

How could he not even make it into the Top Ten?

"Something must be wrong."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with unwillingness and indignation.

In his opinion, this was not only an insult to his strength but also a trampling of his teacher's theory.

Inside the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong was originally reclining on the Pope Chair.

She was wearing a pale purple high-slit long dress today, her slender beautiful legs crossed, her fair, jade-like skin emitting a seductive glow under the light.

They were a pair of perfect jade feet that could drive any man mad, with a thin gold chain around her ankle, adding a touch of allure.

Seeing Tang San's name ranked one place ahead of hers, Bibi Dong's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

A hint of displeasure flashed in those phoenix eyes.

"That scion, ranked higher than this seat?"

She wasn't jealous, merely disgusted.

She hadn't managed to cut the weeds at the root back then, and now the wild grass had grown lush.

However, Bibi Dong's lips soon regained their playful smile.

She shifted into a more comfortable position, leaning lazily against the back of her chair.

Since even Tang San, with his Twin Martial Souls, could only rank thirteenth.

Did that mean that each of the top twelve possessed even more terrifying potential than Twin Martial Souls?

This golden榜 was becoming more and more interesting.