The long ordeal of a full day and night finally came to an end.
Inside the secret chamber, the heart-pounding red-and-blue radiance gradually drew inward, receding into Ling Ya's body like an ebbing tide. The space around him no longer trembled, and the violent energy fluctuations gradually settled before vanishing entirely.
Ling Ya's eyes snapped open!
A powerful aura of soul power surged uncontrollably from his body, making the furniture in the room tremble slightly.
He instinctively clenched his fists, feeling the vast, mighty new power rushing through him like surging rivers. In all thirty years of his life, he had never imagined possessing such strength!
Yet a strange sense of obstruction followed. His soul power level should clearly have soared to an unbelievable height, but now it seemed restrained by invisible shackles. The fluctuations he could actually manifest stopped at the threshold of level fifty.
"This is..." Ling Ya faltered briefly, then understood.
Breaking through in a soul master's cultivation required not only an accumulation of soul power, but also soul rings to serve as guides and keys, unlocking the next realm.
He now possessed the total soul power of a level ninety Titled Douluo, but without the five subsequent soul rings, that immense power was forcibly "blocked" behind the level-fifty barrier, unable to be fully released or manifested.
Yet he could clearly sense the terrifying ocean of energy lying dormant beyond that invisible barrier. It was a realm belonging to legendary powerhouses, one he could only have gazed up at in the past!
Once he obtained his soul rings, that ocean would burst through its banks and become his true strength!
Amid his excitement, Ling Ya's gaze involuntarily turned toward Dai Youheng, who sat quietly on the nearby sofa.
The instant he saw Dai Youheng, a shuddering sense