Time slips away quietly.
The light emanating from Yu Feng, Osler, and the Shi Brothers grew ever brighter, and their auras rose steadily.
Finally, when the last trace of the Immortal Herb's power was completely absorbed, the four of them opened their eyes almost simultaneously, their eyes gleaming and their faces filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.
"Level 30! I'm level 30!"
Osler jumped up suddenly, feeling the surging Soul Power within his body; his voice was distorted with excitement.
Not only did his Soul Power increase significantly, but his Ghost Leopard Martial Soul also gained the characteristics of wind and thunder.
Yu Feng slowly stood up.
He stretched gracefully, his surroundings seeming to become more fluid, and a bright smile spread across his lips, "I'm level 30 now, this feeling... is simply wonderful!"
Although Yu Feng's Martial Soul has not changed significantly, due to the characteristics of the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone, his future cultivation speed will surely far exceed that of the past.
The Shi Brothers made the biggest fuss.
Shi Mo let out a low roar, and a flash of yellow light appeared on his body. The Black Tortoise Martial Soul Possession, and the edges of the originally thick and ancient turtle shell now shimmered with a sharp, pale golden luster.
The Black Tortoise Martial Soul has gained a touch of offensive power, with a hidden edge within its defense.
The changes to the Shi Mo are even more astonishing!
When he released his Martial Soul, a deep, resonant roar seemed to come from the depths of the earth.
Behind him, a more solid giant tortoise Martial Soul appeared, its shell adorned with mysterious earth-yellow patterns.
The aura it exuded was more profound than before, carrying an ancient and unchanging earthy charm.
"My Martial Soul..."
Shi Mo, sensing the changes within itself, exclaimed with shock and excitement on its honest face, "It really... evolved! It's no longer just a simple Black Tortoise, but... the Earth Black Tortoise!"
Both brothers' Soul Power had reached the level 30 threshold.
Moreover, the benefits of evolving one's Martial Soul essence go far beyond simply increasing Soul Power.
Seeing the astonishing changes in his younger brother's Martial Soul, and then sensing that his own was merely a more aggressive tortoise shell, Shi Mo felt no jealousy, but rather immense joy for his brother.
Shi Mo punched Shi Mo in the chest hard. "Good lad!"
"Brother, thank you!"
Shi Mo knew that this opportunity was given to him by his brother, and his eyes reddened slightly.
"No need for thanks, brothers don't need to say that!" Shi Mo waved his hand generously and said heartily.
" Tianming, thank you!"
Shi Mo turned to look at Yu Tianming and sincerely thanked him.
Yu Tianming waved his hand with a smile, "Now that you've all joined the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, there's no need to be so polite."
"The stronger you are, the greater your potential, the happier I, as the young sect leader, will be."
Dugu Bo watched the four people undergo a complete transformation, especially the Martial Soul Evolution of Shi Mo's martial spirit, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"These kids are really lucky."
The Martial Soul Evolution cannot be accomplished simply by consuming immortal Immortal Herb; the process is far more complex.
Yu Yuanzhen his beard and laughed heartily, his voice booming like a bell. "Excellent! Excellent! My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will gain four more pillars in the future!"
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were also happy for their companions' significant improvement.
At this moment, Dugu Yan's eyes darted around, and a sly smile returned to her pretty face. Yu Feng beside her with her elbow and teased, "..."
"Hey, Xiao Bai, how's it going? Does your skin look more hydrated and supple?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Feng, who had just broken through and was still excited, froze on his handsome face and subconsciously touched his cheek.
It seems... a bit too smooth?
He immediately realized what was happening and glared at Dugu Yan, annoyed. " Yanzi! Stop talking nonsense! My Soul Power has increased, and my blood and qi are abundant!"
Seeing his somewhat anxious expression, everyone couldn't help but laugh, even Ye Lingling covered her mouth and chuckled.
" Xiao Bai, you've gotten even more tender now, let me touch you." Osler grabbed Yu Feng's shoulder and groped his face with ill intent, looking like a scoundrel.
" Osler, get out of here!" Yu Feng disgustedly shoved Osler away.
Spirit Hall
Salas stood Pope's Hall, the heavy, ornate doors seeming to separate two worlds.
Inside the door stood the Pope, who held immense power across the continent; outside the door was him—a man who had just fallen from grace and into the mire.
Every paladin and purple-robed bishop who passed by him, beneath their seemingly respectful bows, concealed an undisguised astonishment in their eyes.
Those gazes were like fine needles, piercing his proud heart.
After returning from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his disgraceful behavior after being poisoned was exposed by someone with ulterior motives. Bibi Dong directly removed him from his position Platinum Bishop and demoted him to a cardinal.
Platinum Bishop and cardinals, even though they are only one rank apart.
In reality, they are worlds apart!
The Spirit Hall has many Soul Douluo, but there have always been only four Platinum Bishop, while there are around sixty Cardinals.
Moreover, the lords of some major cities hold a slightly higher status than ordinary cardinals.
Salas's status and power plummeted.
And the root of all this is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
If they hadn't set a trap, how could he have lost his composure?
If they hadn't deliberately publicized it, how could he have ended up so disgraced?
That old scoundrel Yu Yuanzhen may seem generous, but he harbors malicious intentions. And that Yu Tianming, despite his young age, is incredibly cunning; he might just be the mastermind behind all of this!
Hatred was growing wildly in his heart...
The heavy temple doors slid open silently, and a paladin said in a deep voice, "Bishop Salas, His Holiness the Pope summons you."
Salas took a deep breath, suppressing the resentment churning in his eyes, straightened his red robes, and stepped into the empty hall.
Cold light streamed down from the dome, and Pope Bibi Dong sat high on his throne.
Salas strode forward, knelt on one knee, and bowed deeply. "Sinner Salas pays his respects to the Pope."
A cold, emotionless voice came from above. " Salas, what else do you want?"
Salas did not look up, but his voice trembled slightly with suppressed hatred. "Your subordinate deserves to die a thousand deaths. I have failed the Pope's grace and brought shame to the Spirit Hall. This sin cannot be redeemed even by a hundred deaths!"
However, the mistakes of my subordinates are all due to the schemes set up by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, especially that young sect leader Yu Tianming, who has a vicious mind!
Salas slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with undisguised ruthlessness. "This boy has astonishing talent. If allowed to grow, he will surely become a major threat to our Spirit Hall in due time!"
"Your subordinate humbly requests a chance to atone for your crimes through meritorious service."
He slammed his head against the cold ground with a loud thud, "I am willing to risk my life to infiltrate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and vow to take Yu Tianming's head!"
With the blood of this scoundrel, let us wash away our shame; with the life of this scoundrel, let us terrify the villains of the world!
The hall was deathly silent, with only Salas's heavy breathing echoing in the background.
Infiltrating the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to carry out an assassination is nothing short of insane. A mere Soul Douluo would be doomed if discovered by Yu Yuanzhen!
On the throne, Bibi Dong lowered her gaze slightly, focusing on Salas below.
Her slender fingers tapped the scepter lightly.
A moment later.
That cool, clear voice rang out again.
"Allow."