"Eh??? Why did it stop already?" Mo Lin said as he looked at his Winged Dragon Martial Soul.
Everything in the spiritual space had been progressing smoothly. By Mo Lin's estimate, the Winged Dragon Martial Soul should have condensed at least six soul rings this time. Yet after it condensed its fifth soul ring, Mo Lin waited for a long time, but the sixth soul ring never began to form. It simply remained motionless with five soul rings.
To confirm the situation, Mo Lin asked Qilin and Phoenix:
"You two, is the Soul Power in your bodies still increasing?"
"No, it stopped quite a while ago." Phoenix shook his "chicken head."
"Big Brother, same here. It seems like I've been stuck at the fifty-thousand-year stage for a long time, with no sign of advancing toward sixty thousand years," Qilin nodded in agreement with Phoenix.
"Why would that happen?" Mo Lin stroked his chin. The energy provided to the Winged Dragon Martial Soul did not come solely from these five Clear Sky Hammer Martial Souls. There was also some from Tang Hao's Martial Soul before, as well as one-third of all the Soul Power he had accumulated through his own cultivation over such a long time, with the assistance of the Qi Body Origin Flow. No matter what, it should not have ended at the fifth soul ring, right?
"Could it be that Big Brother's third Martial Soul has already reached this world's limit, so Mother won't allow you to keep growing stronger?" At that moment, Phoenix offered a possibility that left Mo Lin puzzled.
"This is the limit? No way, right? And her... uh... how could Mother possibly still control what happens to me now?" Mo Lin knew that the power level on Douluo Continent was not particularly high, but