A Five-Level God-Power Breakthrough in One Day?

"Look at you two, singing the same tune."

Xiao Wu walked up and patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder, a faint smile on her face.

"Yuhao, you really must treat Wutong better. After all, back then, for the sake of loving you, this child truly tore her own heart to pieces."

"Mom!"

Tang Wutong's face flushed instantly, and she huffed indignantly, "Who tore their heart to pieces for him?"

"Oh, didn't you?"

Xiao Wu reached out and tapped her forehead again. "No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Do you think I don't understand what you did? You liked him, but when you saw his feelings for Wang Qiu'er, you actually wanted to step aside. And you call yourself my daughter."

"Can you blame me for that?"

Facing Xiao Wu's questioning, Tang Wutong's face turned even redder.

"I didn't know his feelings for me at the time, so I thought he only had feelings for another woman. Back then, I just wanted to help them be together. Who knew he was just mistaking someone else for me?"

"Look at you."

Xiao Wu reached out to stroke her daughter's face again, adding, "How could you be so..."

A loud "boom" echoed as Tang San and Lin Yi dropped to the ground right in front of them.

"Brother San!"

"Lin Yi!"

As the others started to move toward them, Tang San immediately stopped them.

"Don't come over. Lin Yi's power is currently in a state of chaos. Wait until it fully erupts before you come to watch."

"Alright."

Once they had settled, Lin Yi sat cross-legged on the spot.

He closed his eyes, immediately adjusting the Slaughter Aura and the power of his three martial souls within his body.

After sparring with Tang San, he finally understood deeply why his power had remained at the level of a first-tier god: he hadn't dared to let go and give it his all, to combine the power of his three martial souls into one. This hybrid power was what allowed him to create even more formidable abilities.

Slowly standing up, eight divine rings suddenly appeared behind his back.

"Good heavens!"

Tang Wutong gasped. "In this entire world, besides Yuhao, it seems only Lin Yi and my father have created eight divine rings."

"There is nothing to be surprised about."

Tang San spoke to his daughter.

"In fact, Lin Yi's ability could have utilized his three powers long ago, but he was too lackadaisical. The reason I had to go all out against him was to force him to his limit. It seems this effort has yielded results."

"Brother San, what do you mean?"

Xiao Wu looked over again, a bit confused.

"I look at his power, and it seems about the same as it was just a moment ago."

"No."

Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong both sensed the fluctuations of Lin Yi's divine power simultaneously.

"You're wrong, Xiao Wu. The current fluctuations of Lin Yi's divine power can be mentioned in the same breath as Huo Yuhao's and Tang San's. He is already a fifth-tier god."

"Fifth-tier?"

Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.

"You really broke through to fifth-tier divine power in a single day?"

"That's right."

Lin Yi smiled faintly at Xiao Wu before turning his gaze toward Tang San and bowing to him.

"Thank you, Brother San. It was you who made me realize that having many martial souls is not necessarily an advantage, but if one can merge these advantages into one to compensate for the body's shortcomings, then one will become the strongest of the strong."

"Very good."

Tang San gave Lin Yi a knowing smile.

"Since you have understood this point, there is no need for me to teach you further. For these next few days, you don't need to do anything else. You only need to fuse the power of your three martial souls and adapt to your eight soul skills."

"And the ninth soul skill?"

"You are not suited to develop the ninth soul skill right now. Just wait until the moment of the final battle to use it."

As Tang San said this, his gaze carried a hint of gravity.

"Perhaps that move of yours will become our final hope, so I do not wish for you to develop the ninth soul skill at this time..."

"Understood."

Lin Yi agreed readily.

"As long as Brother San thinks it is right, then I can do that. However, Brother San, you should be careful yourself. Although your Sea God power is very strong, the heart of slaughter within you is also somewhat dangerous."

"I know."

Tang San smiled indifferently. "The heart of slaughter inherently carries a certain murderous intent, which is why I might be heavy-handed at times. However, I am capable of controlling this murderous heart, so you need not worry too much."

"That is good then."

As Lin Yi spoke, he turned his gaze toward his two women.

"I will be quite busy in the days to come, so you must stay by the side of Senior Bibi Dong and the others. As long as you are with them, I can rest easy."

"We know."

Zhao Zhiying gave Lin Yi a faint smile. "When have we ever failed to do what you asked? Go ahead and do what you must, Lin Yi. We believe in you; you won't let us down."

Lin Yi stepped forward to embrace them both, then shifted his gaze to Bibi Dong.

"Senior, I leave them in your care. Once I emerge from seclusion, I will be sure to thank you properly."

"There is no need for such polite words."

Bibi Dong and Er Long cut him off immediately. "We are all friends; there is no need to be so formal. Defeating the God of Destruction is what matters most right now."