Ao Yin's thoughts raced as he silently worked out what came next.
Once he had finished recuperating and left the Secret Realm, the Continental Advanced Academy Elite Tournament awaited.
It was the ultimate stage for Douluo Continent's younger generation, where prodigies from across the land would gather to compete before the eyes of the world.
Talented disciples from major sects and elite academies would face off there, while countless Soul Douluo and even Titled Douluo would watch in person.
Everyone would be watching the arena, paying close attention to every young Soul Master who stood out and weighing their abilities.
The strength he had forged would be his greatest asset in the tournament: enough to overwhelm his peers and make even the strongest spectators take notice.
"That should be enough."
Ao Yin felt certain of it, though he kept turning the matter over in his mind.
Back when he was only a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, his combat power had already defied all expectations. He had faced a Soul Douluo from Royal Douluo Academy head-on without flinching, and killing a Soul Sage had been almost effortless.
Now he had firmly entered the realm of a level-fifty Soul King. His reserves, Soul Rings, physique, and Martial Soul had all undergone a transformation.
Even if he faced a Titled Douluo's killing blow head-on, he was confident he could hold his own, survive, and escape intact.
As Ao Yin reflected on his surge in strength, Dugu Bo, who sat nearby purging poison from his body, coughed softly twice. He could not hide the joy and excitement on his face.
"Kid! It's working wonders!"
"I can feel it clearly. The Jade Phosphor Poison that's been lodged in my blood for decades, holding me back all this time, has mostly dissipated! My meridians are clear, and