Tearing Off the Roof

After Meng Shu and the others left, Fang Yuan was the only one remaining.

The place where he stood was silent as death, with not a single beast in sight.

Even the insect chirps and birdsong most commonly heard in the forest were completely absent here.

The reason for this was that not far away, a ferocious beast with a cultivation of one hundred thousand years had lost its life after the battle just now.

Much like Titled Douluo in the world of soul masters, soul beasts with one hundred thousand years of cultivation held absolute dominion in the world of soul beasts.

Even a soul beast with ninety-nine thousand years of cultivation could only bow and scrape before a one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

Once a soul beast crossed the threshold of one hundred thousand years of cultivation, it could be considered a true king among soul beasts.

And where a king had fallen, how would ordinary soul beasts dare set foot lightly?

When Fang Yuan had fought the Myriad Beast Demon Spirit earlier, the pressure released by both sides had already driven away every soul beast nearby.

Moreover, even though the battle was over, the lingering atmosphere of a one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast's death would turn this place into a forbidden zone that no beast dared enter for a long time.

Only after a long period of time would some brave soul beast venture into this region and regard the corpse of the one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast as the reward for its adventure.

Therefore, Fang Yuan had no need to worry about anything disturbing him here for the time being.

And such an environment was undoubtedly the best possible choice for his next move.

With a thought from Fang Yuan, his scarlet eighth soul ring emerged.

One of the soul skills granted by his eighth soul ring, Fixed Immortal Travel, was one of the finest movement techniques in the world. He had already tested its power.

And now, Fang Yuan was going to use the second soul skill brought to him by the one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

The eighth soul ring, crimson as blood, whirled around him and emitted a faint radiance.

The pupils of his eyes immediately transformed into swirling vortices of water.

Though dusk was approaching, it was not yet the dead of night.

However, even before nightfall, moonlight and starlight still existed. Their glow was merely obscured by the dazzling sunlight.

At that moment, an invisible force of attraction slowly drew the light of the stars from the heavens into Fang Yuan's eyes.

This was Fang Yuan's eighth soul skill, Star Eyes.

Star Eyes had evolved from an investigative Immortal Gu from Fang Yuan's previous life, known as the Star Eyes Immortal Gu.

Its scouting ability surpassed even most immortal killer moves. With Star Eyes, Fang Yuan could temporarily turn the stars in the sky into his own eyes for observation.

The starlight in the heavens shone upon Douluo Continent. Wherever that starlight reached could be seen by Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan could remain within the Star Dou Great Forest while using Star Eyes to observe places such as Heaven Dou City and the Papal Hall through the stars.

Even every continent and every island on this planet was laid bare before his eyes in the finest detail.

Every location exposed beneath the starlight lay within Fang Yuan's field of observation.

Meanwhile, Fixed Immortal Travel, Fang Yuan's eighth soul skill, could teleport him to any place in this world.

The only requirement was for him to possess a clear impression of the scenery of that place in his mind.

Yet after Fang Yuan activated Star Eyes, that condition no longer existed.

Now, using the stars as his eyes and Fixed Immortal Travel as his means of movement, Fang Yuan could reach nearly any corner of the world in an instant!

"Hahahaha!"

Feeling the all-encompassing view, Fang Yuan could not help but laugh aloud. Now, the world was truly his for the taking!

On a whim, green light flashed around him as Fixed Immortal Travel activated.

In an instant, he arrived atop the dome of a vast building.

The roof of this structure was made of marble, its intricate carved patterns clearly visible. The edges of the building were wrapped in some unknown rare metal, and its gleaming golden light made the entire structure appear resplendent and magnificent.

This building stood at the city's center, at its highest elevation. And where Fang Yuan stood was the very top of that building.

Standing there, he truly felt the magnificent grandeur of standing atop the highest peak and looking down upon all the lesser mountains, stirring his heart.

This place was no ordinary location. It was Spirit Hall, the holy sanctuary in the hearts of soul masters across the continent!

And where Fang Yuan now stood was none other than the very top of the Papal Hall at the center of Spirit Hall, a place symbolizing the Pope's supreme authority!

No other soul master would dare even imagine the sight here, fearing that such thoughts would carry the meaning of blasphemy.

The instant Fang Yuan set foot atop the pinnacle of the soul master world, several auras immediately focused on him.

Spirit Hall was the sacred land in the hearts of all soul masters on the continent and had gathered countless soul masters beneath its banner.

Its headquarters, Spirit City, was even more densely packed with powerful experts. The moment Fang Yuan appeared, his presence had already been exposed.

Yet Fang Yuan was not the slightest bit flustered. At the very moment he teleported over, he activated his first soul skill, Attitude.

Countless powerful senses brushed against Fang Yuan's body, yet all they could perceive was a blur.

Immediately, waves of uncertain spiritual senses were sent toward him.

Among these people, even the weakest were Soul Douluo, while there were countless Titled Douluo among them.

Yet not a single one could discern Fang Yuan's true condition. How could they not be utterly shocked?

Seeing that his tracks had been discovered immediately, Fang Yuan did not linger. With another flash of green light, he activated Fixed Immortal Travel again and teleported away.

After all, dropping by once was fine, but if he stayed too long, he would have no choice but to hold a fan meeting with Spirit Hall's many experts.

Fang Yuan was strong, but if matters reached that point, the situation would likely become rather ugly.

Almost at the same moment his figure vanished into the green light, several figures appeared like ghosts at the spot where he had stood.

However, they had arrived too late.

Facing the empty roof of the Papal Hall, these figures—some white-haired and aged, some clad in loose gray robes, some dignified and elegant—all wore expressions as though they had seen a ghost.

Green light flashed, and Fang Yuan's figure reappeared in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The surroundings remained cold and deathly silent, but Fang Yuan found this environment even more comfortable.

He had visited the roof of the Papal Hall and then retreated unscathed. Looking throughout the history of soul masters, there was likely no second person capable of accomplishing such a feat.

As the continent's number one power, Spirit Hall naturally would not tolerate anyone going to the roof of the Papal Hall and trampling the Pope's glory beneath their feet.

Yet through the combination of Star Eyes and Fixed Immortal Travel, Fang Yuan had accomplished this great feat.

As his soul ring flickered, Fang Yuan activated Star Eyes once more.

This time, however, his gaze did not return to Spirit City, nor did it turn toward the two great empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo.

As the power of the stars flowed, Fang Yuan turned his gaze toward the sea.