Doesn't It Feel Like an All-Weather Weighted Soul Skill?

The golden mist covering Yan's body began to swirl and contract violently, as if stirred by an invisible hand!

Instead of spreading out, they frantically collapsed and condensed into Yan's body!

Yan's body shuddered violently once again!

This time, it was no longer a painful tremor, but a throbbing sensation, like being reborn from a cocoon, stemming from the instinct of life!

A perfectly clear halo suddenly appeared beneath him!

The light was initially a deep black, like black jade that could devour all light!

Then, right at the edge of that pure black, a breathtaking splash of crimson, like a burning flame, instantly spread out!

Black with a hint of red!

On the deep black Soul Ring, Wrap clearly flowing Red patterns that looked like living things!

Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

And this is no ordinary ten thousand years!

The vividness of the Red patterns indicated that the energy it contained far exceeded any of the Soul Ring had absorbed before!

It's at least 40,000 to 50,000 years old!

"It's done!"

Xie Yue's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and he whispered, a hint of relief and sincere admiration flashing in his eyes.

Hu Liena let out a long sigh of relief, her tightly clenched fingers loosening, revealing deep marks on her palms from her nails. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's eyes also lit up with joy.

Lin Xia's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. As expected of Yan, his willpower is indeed strong!

A barely perceptible hint of approval flickered in Bo Saixi's deep eyes.

She nodded slightly, her voice remaining calm and even, yet clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Black Level Six Trials, first bottleneck breakthrough, God-given Soul Ring complete. Soul Ring age: 53,000 years."

53,000 years!

This number made everyone except Lin Xia gasp in shock.

Yan is currently at the Soul Emperor level, and the theoretical limit of his Sixth Soul Ring is approximately 50,000 years.

This God-given Soul Ring, which is 53,000 years old, is practically pushing his body to its absolute limit!

Just a little higher, and the outcome would have been completely different!

The last wisp of golden mist enveloping Yan completely dissipated, revealing his current appearance.

He was still sitting cross-legged, but his entire demeanor was different.

His imposing physique seemed to have condensed even further, with a molten luster flowing beneath his skin, and an aura of heat, weight, and explosive power was restrained like a dormant volcano.

The black six-pointed star mark on his forehead seemed to have deepened as well.

Beneath him, the Sixth Soul Ring, black with a hint of red and radiating a heart-palpitating aura, pulsed slowly before finally stabilizing and disappearing back into his body along with the other five Soul Rings.

Yan slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which were already wild, now held an even sharper and more focused quality, like tempered steel.

He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking like popping beans, and a surge of power filled his body.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Bo Saixi, his voice hoarse from the immense pain he had endured, yet filled with excitement and gratitude:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior!"

Bo Saixi did not respond to him. As the flames on Yan disappeared, she turned around and walked step by step toward the Sea God Temple.

Her footsteps seemed to tread on clouds, her body rising with them, and her voice seemed to echo in every corner of the world.

"I will reappear when the next person reaches their bottleneck."

Bo Saixi's figure disappeared in the direction of the temple, and the air around the Ring Sea began to flow again.

Why are you ignoring me, senior?

Yan scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself, his hand still instinctively blocking his way.

Xie Yue, supporting herself on Lin Xia's shoulder, laughed so hard she gasped for breath, her pale face turning red.

"Pfft... Yan, not bad for you?"

"You!"

Yan suddenly realized what was happening and scurried behind a nearby reef as if his pants were on fire.

Hu Liena and Dugu Yan had already turned their heads away. Ye Lingling flicked a begonia petal from her fingertip and slapped it onto Yan Guang's smooth back, where it instantly unfolded into a simple white garment.

Lin Xia suppressed a laugh and pressed Xie Yue down onto the rock.

"Save your energy, wounded soldier."

I turned to look at the misty stairs.

"I'm wondering, doesn't the way the Sea God's Light squeezes out Soul Power resemble a weight-bearing Soul Skill that works all day long?"

Ye Lingling twirled another petal between her fingertips.

"In the pressure field, the diffusion speed of my healing light was compressed by 30%."

She paused.

"But the concentration of Soul Power... has doubled."

"This is it!"

Lin Xia snapped her fingers.

"The pressure forces my Soul Power to operate at high speed, making my cultivation efficiency absolutely off the charts."

He pointed to the first step, which was shrouded in mist.

"Should we start with the beginner level?"

Xie Yue propped herself up on her knees, her silver hair disheveled by the sea breeze.

"Let's go. Lying down for too long makes my bones itchy."

Yan, wearing a white robe made of flower petals, walked back dejectedly, but his eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Count me in! Perfect opportunity to test the resilience of my new Soul Ring!"

The golden-blue glow on the first step was as gentle as gauze.

As soon as Xie Yue stepped on it, he let out a muffled groan, cold sweat instantly soaking his forehead—his still-healing body felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand.

Lin Xia immediately grabbed his wrist.

"Withdraw!"

The two staggered back onto the platform.

"Showing off?"

Hu Liena glared at Xie Yue, but then stepped onto the stone steps herself.

A pink glow emanated from her body. She stood firmly for three breaths before stepping back, her chest rising and falling slightly.

"Faster than Calm Mind... but like breathing with a millstone on your head."

Yan jumped straight up the steps.

The Sixth Soul Ring, a mix of black and red, suddenly lit up, and lava-like patterns appeared on his skin.

"Cool!"

He roared, and the pressure around him clashed with his Soul Power, creating tiny sparks.

"It's more exciting than soaking in lava!"

Ye Lingling's attempt was the quietest.

She stood with her eyes closed before the steps, the illusory image of the Nine Heart Begonia spinning in her palm.

The milky white halo had just crossed the edge of the steps when it twisted and dissipated as if it had hit an invisible wall.

"External treatment... is disabled."

She frowned and withdrew her hand.

"But the flow of Soul Power within my body is accelerating."

Lin Xia was the last to step forward.

The doubled Sea God's Light transformed into a golden-blue torrent that washed over his entire body. His feet sank, and his joints made a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

As everyone held their breath and watched, he slowly sat down cross-legged.

Beneath his skin, an undercurrent seemed to surge, and the rising Soul Power formed a miniature vortex above his head.

"Monster..."

Yan grinned as he watched the vortex spin faster and faster. Suddenly, Xie Yue grabbed his shoulder.

"Look closely at the air."

Thin golden specks of light were peeling away from the Sea God's Light, flowing into the vortex Sisi Soul Power above Lin Xia's head—as if the pressure field was actively feeding him!

"Pressure catalyzes Soul Power, Soul Power draws upon divine power to replenish it..."

Dugu Yan's dark green pupils contracted.

"This is a cheat training furnace!"

Lin Xia suddenly opened his eyes, and the vortex exploded. He flipped over and leaped down the steps, crushing a rock as he landed.

"Feasible!"

The golden glint in his eyes had not faded.

"But--"

He pointed to his slightly trembling calf.

"If left for more than 45 minutes, the bone will crack."

Hu Liena was using her Soul Power to dry the hem of her clothes that had been soaked by the waves when she heard this and suddenly slipped.

Xie Yue swiftly reached out and grabbed her arm, but the force aggravated his own wound, causing him to gasp in pain.

The two fell into a heap, splashing water all over Yan's face.

"Hello!"

Yan slapped his feet, splashing seawater.

Lin Xia looked at the two people rolling around in the shallows, blaming each other, and suddenly laughed.

The setting sun cast seven long shadows on the golden steps.

The sea breeze carried Ye Lingling's clear, cool voice over.

"Tomorrow... will the timer start from 15 minutes?"