White Tiger!

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace.

"Shameless!"

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help cursing aloud.

"To think an older brother would go all out against his five-year-old younger brother, even using a Soul Skill!"

"He's an animal!"

Qian Renxue's brows knitted together, murderous intent filling her eyes.

"Dai Weisi deserves to die."

Though they knew Dai Mubai would be fine in the end, their hearts still couldn't help tightening at the sight.

That was a Soul Skill, after all!

How could a mere five-year-old body withstand it?

Even Bibi Dong, far away in Spirit Hall, found herself sitting up straighter.

"Little fellow, how will you handle this?"

"This is a true Soul Power attack."

Black World.

Seeing Dai Weisi get serious, Yu Xiaogang smiled.

"See?"

"Wasn't I right?"

"Once Dai Weisi gets serious, a Soul Master's advantage becomes clear."

"Once a Soul Skill is unleashed, ordinary people can only flee."

"This is an insurmountable gap!"

Tang San sighed too, shaking his head slightly.

"It's over."

"This Dai Mubai from the White World is too impulsive."

"If he'd run immediately after kicking him just now, he might've had a chance."

"But now..."

Dai Mubai wore an even more gleeful expression.

"This is the price of arrogance!"

"You think you can defy the heavens at five? Dream on!"

"That attack will leave him crippled, even if it doesn't kill him!"

However.

The very next moment.

What happened on the Sky Screen.

Made the smiles on everyone in the Black World freeze on their faces.

Even.

Turn to horror.

On the screen.

Facing Dai Weisi as he charged like a mad tiger.

Facing the Soul Skill gleaming with deadly light.

The five-year-old Dai Mubai still didn't retreat.

Not only did he not retreat.

He didn't show even the slightest hint of panic.

He simply lowered his stance a little.

In his Double Pupils, stars seemed to flicker in and out of existence.

An indescribable presence suddenly burst from his small body.

It wasn't Soul Power.

It was a will... pure to the extreme!

"A Soul Skill?"

"You dare call borrowed power supreme?"

As the words fell.

His fist shot out.

Still the same simple punch.

But this time.

It didn't cause the void to tremble like before.

All the power, all the presence, all the intent behind the punch.

Were drawn entirely into that small fist.

There was no dazzling radiance.

Only an ancient, weighty simplicity, stripped of all ornament.

"Break!"

With a crisp, quiet shout.

The little fist met Dai Weisi's White Tiger Intense Light Wave and White Tiger Protection Barrier head-on.

Like a red-hot iron rod driven into a block of tofu.

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

The seemingly indestructible White Tiger Protection Barrier didn't last even a second against that small fist.

Crack!

The sound of it breaking rang out clearly.

Immediately after.

The White Tiger Intense Light Wave, which had only just taken shape, was smashed apart by the punch!

It scattered into countless points of light and vanished into the air.

The force of the punch didn't let up.

It drove straight onward.

Finally.

It slammed into Dai Weisi's chin.

"Thud!"

The muffled impact was heavier than the kick before, and even more heart-stopping.

Dai Weisi's whole body flew through the air like a kite with its strings cut.

He traced a miserable arc through the sky.

He flew more than ten meters!

Then he crashed heavily to the ground. Before he could even cry out, his eyes rolled back and he passed out.

His Martial Soul Possession vanished instantly.

Silence.

Silence again.

But this time, the quiet was even more profound than before.

Black World.

Yu Xiaogang's mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

The hand he pointed at the Sky Screen trembled violently. A "guh-guh" sound came from his throat, but he couldn't form a single complete sentence.

It had been broken...

The Soul Skill had been broken?

By a five-year-old child, with his fist, smashed apart by brute force?

How was that possible?!

This completely defied common knowledge in the Soul Master World!

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply too.

"This..."

"What kind of power is this?"

"He can actually overpower Soul Power head-on?"

Black World, Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong had been leaning against the papal throne with an air of indifference, but that casual demeanor had vanished.

She sat upright, a rare ripple passing through her majestic eyes.

"Without using Soul Power, he relied only on physical strength and striking technique to defeat a hundred-year Soul Skill head-on."

Bibi Dong tapped her scepter lightly with a finger, her voice echoing through the empty hall.

"Even to a Titled Douluo, that would be an exceptionally refined technique."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood at the foot of the steps, holding a Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum between his fingers. His expression was just as grave.

"Your Majesty is right."

"That child is only five, yet he has such fine control over his strength."

"Even when we were young, we couldn't have managed anything like that."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

What mattered to her wasn't the power of that punch, but the talent and insight it represented.

Truly terrifying!

Black World.

In front of Sea God Hall on Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi stood motionless atop the red jade steps, dressed in crimson robes.

The sea breeze lifted her long hair, revealing her beautiful face.

Watching the spirited little boy on the Sky Screen, envy even showed in her eyes.

"The me in the other world must be watching him right now."

Bo Saixi murmured softly.

In this world, she was the Sea God Douluo, lofty and revered, yet confined by her own fate, forbidden to leave Sea God Island for the rest of her life.

Loneliness had been her only companion for hundreds of years.

But the White World was different.

That Dai Mubai had shattered conventions and overturned everything people knew.

If she could meet a genius like him, even just catch a glimpse of him from afar, perhaps it would add a little color to these dull years guarding the island.

"I really want to meet you, Little White Emperor."

Bo Saixi's lips curved into a faint smile. Even the surrounding seawater seemed to soften at the sight.

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace.

The atmosphere in the hall had reached a fever pitch.

As Dai Weisi was sent flying by a punch on the Sky Screen, the beauties of the harem erupted with excitement.

"Beautifully done!"

Ning Rongrong jumped up from Dai Mubai's lap in excitement and waved her little fists.

"That's how you do it!"

"See how bold he is now! See how he likes using Soul Skills!"

Zhu Zhuqing wasn't nearly as boisterous as Ning Rongrong, but her beautiful eyes sparkled.

She walked behind Dai Mubai and gently kneaded his shoulders with her slender fingers, her voice soft.

"Your Majesty already possessed such divine might in your youth. This concubine admires you."

Qian Renxue was even more direct.

She lifted a cup of wine from the table and took a mouthful, then bent down and pressed her red lips to Dai Mubai's.

The wine's fragrance filled the air.

It was a forceful kiss, full of Qian Renxue's characteristic pride and passion.

At last, their lips parted.

Qian Renxue wiped the corner of her mouth and gazed at Dai Mubai with sultry eyes.

"That's your reward."