As the beings of the Two Worlds buzzed with discussion.
Above, the revelations on the Sky Screen continued:
[The scene shifted to the summit of Bright Moon Mountain.]
[Eight dazzling Soul Rings hung beneath the heavens, arranged in the eight cardinal and intercardinal directions.]
[Each exuded a deep, ancient aura, its ring shimmering with radiant light condensed from heaven and earth.]
[At the center of the formation, a towering Divine Soul phantom several times taller than the mountain stood motionless, holding an enormous Clear Sky Hammer. An oppressive, weighty pressure that suppressed heaven and earth permeated its surroundings!]
[That was the Divine Soul of the Clear Sky Ancestor!]
[Tang Xiao and the six elders stood outside the formation, their expressions tinged with reverence.]
[This Mountain-Protection Grand Formation had guarded the sect for tens of thousands of years and had been its sturdiest barrier during these twenty-odd years of seclusion. Feeling its might day after day, they had long since had awe carved into their hearts.]
[Tang San slowly approached the formation. Purple light quietly rose in his eyes as he pushed his Purple Demon Eye to its limit, his gaze piercing the golden formation on the surface to probe the core of its nexus.]
[A moment later, he frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze, and turned to Tang Ming.]
["Grand Elder, the pressure of this formation's Divine Soul only seems to be around level 98. Why can't the seven of you break it together?"]
[At his words, the six elders all froze briefly before wry smiles appeared on their faces.]
[Grand Elder Tang Ming stroked his beard and said gravely, "You only saw its surface pressure, not the underlying structure of its nexus."]
["This formation, along with the eight Heaven and Earth Soul Rings serving as its nexuses, was left behind after Ancient Soul Beasts perished. The Clear Sky Ancestor sealed them using a secret method, and they have absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for ten thousand years. Every one has reached the seventy-thousand-year level!"]
["Normally, the formation operates on its own to protect the mountain, using only a fraction of the ancestor's Divine Soul, so naturally, it only displays level 98 pressure. But once fully activated, the ancestor's Divine Soul draws upon the combined power of all eight Soul Rings. Its might breaks straight through to level 99 and can even briefly touch a higher threshold!"]
[At this point, he paused, his tone growing even weightier. "And the most crucial factor is Divinity!"]
["The ancestor's Divine Soul contains six percent Origin Divinity. To break this formation, sufficient strength alone isn't enough. You must also possess Divinity of a higher level than his to disperse the Divine Soul imprint and dismantle the nexuses!"]
["Without Divinity, even someone with the strength of a level 99 Peerless Douluo cannot damage the foundation of the formation!"]
[Second Elder Tang Qingqing added from beside him, her voice cool and clear, "Across the entire continent, probably only three people possess more than six percent Divinity-the three current Peerless Douluos!"]
[As her words fell, silence settled before the formation.]
[Tang Xiao looked at the formation, his eyes filled with helplessness. Together, the seven of them were comparable to level 98, but the step they lacked was the heavenly chasm of Divinity.]
[Yet just then, Tang San suddenly smiled.]
["Divinity?"]
[He stepped forward, his robes snapping in the mountain wind. His tone was calm, yet brimming with confidence. "Then let me give it a try."]
[Before his words had faded, Tang San unleashed his Twin Martial Souls on the spot.]
[Hum! Hum!!]
[His first Martial Soul instantly spread blue-gold light across half the summit. A grass-leaf Martial Soul, gilded all over with leaf veins glowing blue, slowly unfurled behind him. Noble and majestic, it carried the imperial aura of one who ruled all plants. It was none other than the Blue Silver Emperor!]
[Nine Soul Rings rose one after another: black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!!!]
[His second Martial Soul lit up immediately afterward. A small, dark-red hammer floated above his left hand, ancient inscriptions carved into its body. Its domineering, weighty pressure matched the Blue Silver Emperor's imperial aura, yet also faintly blended with it. It was none other than the Clear Sky Hammer!]
[Two Soul Rings rose one after another: red, black!!!]
[Twin Martial Souls!]
[Every Soul Ring was over ten thousand years old-seven black and four red!]
[The Soul Power pressure of a level 95 Super Douluo spread without restraint, sending the surrounding wind and snow swirling backward!]
["Th-this... how is this possible?!"]
[Sixth Elder Tang Yuran cried out involuntarily. He stared at the four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings behind Tang San, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.]
["A level 95 Super Douluo?! How old is he?!"]
["Twin Martial Souls! They're actually Twin Martial Souls! Besides Pope Bibi Dong, there's a second person in this world who has successfully cultivated Twin Martial Souls?!"]
[Grand Elder Tang Ming trembled all over. Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer behind Tang San, then at those four dazzling Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, he could not even speak coherently for a moment.]
[They had known Tang San was gifted, but had never imagined his talent could reach such a world-shaking, astounding degree!]
[Yet after their shock, they still shook their heads one after another.]
["No... it still won't work."]
[Grand Elder Tang Ming drew a deep breath, suppressing the towering waves raging in his heart, and said gravely, "Even with Twin Martial Souls and the support of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, you're still only level 95. Soul Power cannot bridge the gulf of Divinity."]
["Without Divinity, you ultimately cannot break this Immortal Legacy Grand Formation."]
[The other elders nodded as well. The reasoning was simple: the formation's core barrier was Divinity, not the level of Soul Power.]
[Level 95 and level 99 were already as far apart as heaven and earth. With the threshold of Divinity added to that, there was not the slightest possibility.]
[At those words, Tang San merely smiled and said nothing more. Blue-gold light quietly danced above his fingertip.]
[Whether he possessed Divinity would become clear once he tried.]
The image froze on the blue-gold speck of light dancing above Tang San's fingertip.
The next second, discussion erupted across both spacetime worlds like an exploding volcano!
"Twin Martial Souls! A level 95 Super Douluo! Four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings?!"
"Just how old is this Tang San? He looks barely over twenty, right? Is that cultivation speed even humanly possible?!"
"Back then, Tang Hao becoming a Titled Douluo in his forties was already considered astonishing. His son is defying the heavens!"
"The Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul... do you remember? The Soul Beast Tang Hao fell in love with back then was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor!"
"My heavens... then doesn't that make Tang San... a human-Soul Beast hybrid?!"
"But coming back to the point, breaking this formation requires Divinity! He's a level 95 Super Douluo-could he possibly possess Divinity? How is he supposed to break it?!"
"Unless... he joins forces with the Clear Sky Sect's sect master, Super Douluo Tang Xiao, and the other six Titled Douluo elders!!"
The Anime World.
Shrek Academy, Suotuo City.
In the square, everyone stood frozen in place.
Their gazes were locked on the Sky Screen; they had even forgotten to breathe.
Twin Martial Souls!
Four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!!
A level 95 Super Douluo!!!
Each phrase struck like a thunderclap exploding above their heads.
"Hahahaha! Good! Wonderful!!"
Yu Xiaogang was the first to react. His face flushed with excitement, and his voice trembled with exhilaration:
"That's my disciple, Yu Xiaogang's disciple! I, Yu Xiaogang, trained a Super Douluo!!"
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