Qian Renxue's Failed Breakthrough

The next morning, inside a Martial Soul awakening chamber.

Strange Soul Guidance Awakening Arrays had been constructed across the walls, floor, and even ceiling of the room.

Na'er stood at the center of the formation, clutching the hem of her clothes with her little hands, looking extremely nervous.

Yin Hongye stood at the edge of the array. He glanced at her but offered no words of comfort. He knew that Na'er's true form was the Silver Dragon King; she had merely lost her memories.

She had not awakened a Martial Soul in the original story, so there was clearly a problem.

But even the auspicious beast from The Unrivaled Tang Clan had directly transformed into a teenager. The Silver Dragon King should not have been any lower-ranking, right?

He raised his right hand, aimed his palm at the array, and slowly poured in Soul Power.

Golden patterns lit up across the awakening array. Countless motes of light surged from its edges and swept toward Na'er at the center.

The light sank into her skin and seeped into her meridians, beginning to stir the sleeping Martial Soul within her.

Yet after only a moment, the golden light stopped.

As those motes were about to touch a certain core within Na'er, they seemed to strike an invisible wall and could advance no farther.

"This..."

Yin Hongye raised an eyebrow. He was a Limit Douluo, after all. This little resistance should have done no more than prevent ordinary people from awakening a Martial Soul.

"Interesting!" The corners of his mouth lifted. Rather than withdrawing his hand, he increased his Soul Power output.

The awakening array's golden radiance abruptly flared. The entire chamber shone as brightly as day. The floor trembled faintly, and the formation's patterns could not withstand the terrifying pressure, fine cracks beginning to spread along their edges.

Mu Hongchen stood nearby, his mouth twitching as though he wanted to speak but stopped himself. He had noticed something was wrong as well. There was actually resistance during a Martial Soul awakening?

Golden motes frantically poured into Na'er's body, launching assault after assault against that invisible wall.

Once, twice, three times—Yin Hongye's Soul Power was tyrannical beyond reason, forcibly smashing a crack through that door.

A low dragon roar, vast and ancient enough to shake the soul, exploded through the room.

Na'er's body trembled slightly. Her silver hair rose without wind, flying and dancing wildly.

The innocence of childhood instantly faded from her clear eyes, replaced by vast violet eyes like star-filled nebulae, as deep as an eternal sky. They held an ancient majesty that did not belong to a child.

In an instant, the free natural elements within the entire awakening chamber boiled over.

Fine, transparent droplets of water, flowing gusts of wind, pale earth spirits, and sparse spatial particles all broke free of the world's restraints and rushed madly toward Na'er.

Streams of elemental radiance swirled and rose through the air, letting out clear, pleasant, ethereal hums. It was the worship and jubilation unique to the origin of all things.

An ancient, vast dragon's might, mottled and heavy with the passage of a million years, rose slowly from Na'er's petite body. It surpassed all races and living creatures of Douluo Continent, gradually filling the entire awakening chamber.

Yin Hongye did not continue watching.

There was no longer any need to guess what her Martial Soul was. Other than the Silver Dragon King, what else could make the elements of heaven and earth bow in submission?

He withdrew his hand and turned to the wall.

Mu Hongchen stood by the doorway, his mouth hanging open. After a long while, he only managed two words. "Silver Dragon?"

"Yes." Yin Hongye's voice remained calm. "The Silver Dragon you're thinking of."

"Isn't that just a legend? I remember the Sun Moon Empire hunted one during its era. I remember a Dragon Pill was left behind... Where did it end up again? I recall Ling Bing Douluo tricked someone out of a few dragon scales back then."

Mu Hongchen recalled the history of the Sun Moon Empire from ten thousand years ago. But where that Dragon Pill had ultimately gone seemed never to have been recorded.

At the center of the array, Na'er's dragon might was still slowly rising. Her silver hair fell like a galaxy, while her violet eyes were as deep as an eternal frigid night.

Yin Hongye glanced at her, a faint smile curling his lips. Still haven't remembered what you lost?

His gaze was like that of someone admiring a work of art that had undergone meticulous polishing.

Heh heh heh. I can definitely guide her onto the right path.

The days that followed were unusually peaceful in Mingdu. Yin Hongye was rather puzzled. After making a round of the city, he could not find even a single volunteer... No, an Evil Soul Master.

They had all left Mingdu. So trouble had begun outside the city instead.

After awakening her Martial Soul, Na'er's training finally got on track. Her talent was astonishing. The Silver Dragon King's affinity for the natural elements was simply unreasonable, and she quickly became proficient in elemental control.

Yuanen Yehui, meanwhile, began training in her secondary profession as well.

Both girls were talented. They learned the "good" things at a glance, but were utterly clueless about the "bad" ones.

To study without reflection was futile; to reflect without study was perilous. Both of them diligently studied thought and martial arts.

The years flowed quietly by, and the days passed in peace.

Until one evening, the heavy stone door of the secluded cultivation chamber, silent for so long, finally slowly opened inward.

Qian Renxue stepped out of the chamber. After nearly a year of secluded cultivation, her face had grown somewhat thinner than before. Some of her youthful softness had faded, replaced by a detached, ethereal indifference.

Yet her clear eyes had become even more dazzling. It was as though two clusters of eternal holy light burned in their depths—quiet, sacred, and deeply intimidating.

At this moment, her aura had already undergone a complete transformation. She was utterly different from before entering seclusion.

Her Soul Power was as vast as the sea and condensed to the extreme. Every breath drew in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around her, and faint sounds of wind and thunder accompanied her every movement, steady yet overbearing.

Yin Hongye looked up. With a single glance, he saw through the foundation of her current cultivation and softly said, "The Yin-Yang Complementary Twin Soul Cores didn't work. You didn't die, huh."

He was not surprised. One only needed to try this thing to know whether they could manage it.

"Yes." Qian Renxue answered and quietly sat across from him. Her expression was calm and composed, without the slightest hint of joy or pride. "No matter what I did, I always felt I was just short of success. It seemed my body could not bear it. When I felt it was about to collapse, I gave up immediately."

"As expected." There was no surprise in Yin Hongye's eyes as he nodded faintly. "Your physical constitution is still too weak."

In his view, Qian Renxue had never consumed immortal herbs, so the odds of her forming Yin-Yang Complementary Soul Cores were low. During this period, she had most likely been gradually releasing the pressure from the second Soul Core. Otherwise, if she forced herself any further, there was a ninety-eight percent chance she would die. She could only slowly unload the pressure.

Forming a core at the brow was the most nourishing method for the spiritual sea.

Such a method of formation would surely bring a qualitative leap in Qian Renxue's spiritual power.

Yin Hongye pondered silently, wondering whether her spiritual power had already entered the Spiritual Domain Realm—the gateway to becoming a Limit Douluo.

There were no Divine Examinations in this era.

One could only become a Limit Douluo through one's own efforts.

"That's right. I almost died." Qian Renxue nodded, knowing that she had not taken the wrong path.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, in Spirit City, Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes. Six wings spread behind him as two Soul Cores of different colors converged within his body.

After a year in seclusion, he had relied on Angel God Power to completely stabilize his Yin-Yang Complementary Twin Soul Cores.

He raised his head toward the Heavenly Screen and saw that his granddaughter had failed. A trace of sorrow flashed through his eyes. Even across time, he had no way to comfort Xiaoxue.

On Sea God Island, crashing waves struck the shore.

Bo Saixi also emerged from the Sea God Temple and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

She too possessed two Yin-Yang Complementary Soul Cores. One yin and one yang, like deep-sea undercurrents and storms upon the ocean's surface echoing from afar.

She knew that one trial of the Sea God Divine Examination required Tang San to fight her. When facing this matter, he would surely give it his all.

The guardians of Sea God Island's Seven Sacred Pillars had also condensed their first Soul Cores and were likewise preparing to face Tang San with everything they had.

If they could not beat him to death, it would count as a failed job.

At this very moment, Tang San was still on Douluo Continent, fleeing inland all the way from Vast Sea City in the far west.

He could not even make it out to sea!