Spirit Abyss Realm

Boom!

As the cultivation art circulated, purple light surged deep within Dongfang Hao's dark-gold Golden Eyes!

The Tang Sect's ordinary Purple Demon Eye required years of grueling practice while facing the morning sun. The slightest misstep could leave its practitioner unable to advance an inch.

For Dongfang Hao, however, before he had even exerted himself, the purple divine light deep in his eyes formed an intricate rune and carried him straight into the realm of Panoramic View!

His spiritual power surged into the Spirit Connection Realm!

Buzz!

The instant he broke through to Panoramic View, the entire secret chamber seemed to undergo an earth-shaking transformation in Dongfang Hao's eyes.

His vision broke free of a single perspective, allowing him to detect the faintest movement in every direction around his body without a blind spot. Even dust drifting through the air and the faint scrape of airflow against cracks in the stone walls appeared clearly and vividly in his mind, slowed to a crawl hundreds of times below their natural speed!

With such eyesight and perception, even if a fly raced around him at the speed of sound, he could easily stop it dead with one finger!

Yet this realm, enough to leave an ordinary Soul King in awe, merely raised Dongfang Hao's brows. He was far from satisfied.

Still not enough... Keep pushing!!

Dongfang Hao roared inwardly. At the center of his brow, the gray Dead Spirit Eye that normally remained shut opened a hair-thin crack!

Crack!

Under the onslaught of that unstoppable energy, the once-solid barrier failed to hold for even half a breath before it shattered!

The second great threshold—Subtlety—had fallen!

His spiritual power forced its way into the Spirit Sea Realm!

Hiss!

Two eerie, almost tangible beams of purple-gold light shot from Dongfang Hao's eyes like sharp swords!

As he attained Subtlety, the world before Dongfang Hao changed once more.

Now, even through dozens of meters of earth and stone, he could clearly "see" the Soul Power particles flowing through the air and sense the circulation of Soul Power through every meridian in a Soul Master's body, along with every flaw in their gathering strength!

Lesser disguises and tricks of the eye became jokes with nowhere to hide before his gaze. Before a powerful opponent had even put their full force behind a raised hand, Dongfang Hao could foresee dozens of possible trajectories for the attack, as though reading moves laid out in a chess manual!

But when the Purple Extremity Divine Eyes reached this point, their smooth, soaring advance finally slowed to a halt.

The leap from Subtlety to the third level, Mustard Seed, was a chasm in this God-Level Pupil Technique!

An ordinary Soul Master would not even dare dream of advancing their spiritual power to that realm without growing old and reaching the level of a Titled Douluo!

Its obstacles and barriers were as heavy and immovable as mountains!

"Hmph! Ordinary Soul Masters fear this chasm like a tiger, but to me, it's nothing more than a paper-covered window!"

Faced with that daunting barrier, Dongfang Hao showed not a trace of fear. Instead, an arrogant sneer tugged at his lips.

Ordinary people lacked the reserves to force their way through; the attempt would kill them. But deep within Dongfang Hao's mind lay a full hundred sealed sources, each a hundred thousand years old!

Ten million years' worth of vast spiritual power!

Break the first seal for me!!

In the secret chamber, Dongfang Hao slammed his hands together. Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the golden divine sea suddenly boiled. His Divine Sense struck the first majestic hundred-thousand-year seal, and it... shattered!

Hiss!

The instant the seal broke, an indescribable torrent of pure spiritual power burst forth like the Milky Way breaching its banks in the nine heavens. With a thunderous roar, it poured into the depths of Dongfang Hao's Niwan Palace.

Had Dongfang Hao not fused with ten times the Divine Sense Fragments of Electrolux, tempering his soul until it was as tough as iron, that first violent surge alone might have reduced an ordinary Soul Saint to a mindless husk!

Even so, blood vessels spread rapidly through Dongfang Hao's eyes, which blazed with brilliant purple-gold light.

His eyeballs trembled violently. A swelling ache and stabbing pain from the depths of his soul made him clamp both hands hard onto his knees.

But the agony lasted only a few breaths before an indescribable clarity and coolness replaced it.

Within Dongfang Hao's eyes, the supreme mysteries of his dark-gold Golden Eyes and the Purple Extremity Divine Eyes intertwined. The once-dazzling purple light grew restrained and deep at a visible rate. Faintly, at the very center of his pupils, a dark-gold rune coalesced, as unfathomable as a black hole!

The moment that rune formed, the stalled progress of the Purple Extremity Divine Eyes shot upward like a rocket!

Thirty percent, sixty percent, ninety percent...

In the blink of an eye, the barrier to the third great level—Mustard Seed—which loomed before countless powerful Soul Masters like a towering chasm, began to tremble violently under the vast onslaught of the hundred-thousand-year source!

Break!!

An earth-shaking roar of Divine Sense rang through Dongfang Hao's Sea of Consciousness. The surging ocean of golden spiritual power became a divine halberd hundreds of meters long and stabbed furiously at the impossibly thick, invisible barrier!

Crack!!

A crisp shattering sound rang through Dongfang Hao's mind like music from heaven!

The sturdy shackle that had thwarted countless prodigies across the continent for their entire lives could not withstand the domineering surge of the hundred-thousand-year source for even fifteen minutes. It was blasted apart like thin paper, scattering into motes of light!

Buzz!

An invisible pressure of spiritual power swept outward like a storm, with Dongfang Hao at its center!

His spiritual power had forced its way into the Spirit Abyss Realm!

The Purple Extremity Divine Eyes had reached the Mustard Seed realm!

"Whew..."

Dongfang Hao slowly breathed out.

At that moment, the world changed.

When Dongfang Hao opened his eyes again, the entire world seemed to hold no secrets from him.

Illusions, bewildering formations, even mental enchantments—before eyes that had glimpsed the laws of the world, they were nothing but crude, hollow tricks!

That was not all. Each time Dongfang Hao opened his eyes, they now naturally carried an intimidating force that could make even Soul Saints and Soul Douluo shudder.

"The Spirit Abyss Realm... I finally made it."

Dongfang Hao rubbed the space between his brows. Feeling the boundless divine sea of spiritual power in his Niwan Palace, vast as a true ocean, he could not keep a wild grin from spreading across his face.

Under the constraints imposed by Douluo Continent's laws, an ordinary human Soul Master's soul could rise no higher than the Spirit Abyss Realm in a lifetime, even after reaching level ninety-five as a Super Douluo.

As for the next step, the Spirit Domain Realm, that supreme domain belonged only to mighty beings who had truly set foot on the path to godhood and transformed into demigods!

Yet Dongfang Hao was only a level-twenty-three Soul Grandmaster. In the spiritual realm, the trump card he held had carried him straight to the summit of the continent!

"With spiritual power at the Spirit Abyss Realm backing me..."

A playful, feverish glint crossed Dongfang Hao's eyes. "That second divine ability granted by the Ten-Million-Year Divine Ring—the power to control nerves and flesh—can finally unleash its true God-Level might..."

Even against Ma Xiaotao at her full strength, Dongfang Hao was now absolutely confident that he could slip into the depths of her Sea of Consciousness without anyone knowing and tame that fiery warhorse into his own captive plaything!

"It's about time. I should pay that so-called Treasure Gathering Pavilion a visit."

Dongfang Hao drew his surging aura deep into his Golden Eyes, rose, brushed off his robes, and strode toward the stone door.

Rumble.

The heavy stone door of the secret chamber slowly rose. Dazzling evening light spilled through the corridor onto the young man's handsome, upright figure.

But as Dongfang Hao stepped out of the chamber and looked toward the couch in the hall, he paused in surprise.

Two alluring figures were inside, and he had no idea how long they had been waiting.

Cai Mei'er, mature and voluptuous, sat in the place of honor wearing a new dark-green Palace Dress. Yet her usually dignified face bore an oddly unnatural blush. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, as though she hardly dared meet the approaching young man's gaze.

Beside her sat Ma Xiaotao. She had changed into an undamaged, close-fitting crimson outfit that showed off every curve of her striking figure, but her long, luminous eyes held a strange, mischievous gleam. With her lips lightly pressed together, she watched Dongfang Hao as though suppressing a smile.

The atmosphere in the hall was unusually charged and strange.