Soul Strengthening! An Undying, Indestructible Army!

When the majestic voice from the heavens echoed across Douluo Star, everyone's gaze was drawn to the sky.

Meng Po Bibi Dong, the former Pope of Spirit Hall, had now become a central deity of the Underworld, in charge of reincarnation.

The heavenly screen had already revealed the wonders of Meng Po Soup to all of Douluo Star.

A single bowl washed away memories of past lives, cleansed the soul's essence, and could even grant the dead protection in reincarnation suited to their individual circumstances.

Such power was enough to shock countless Soul Masters.

Yet according to what the heavenly screen had said before, this was not Meng Po Bibi Dong's most powerful ability!

Then what was the power that truly belonged to Meng Po?

At this moment, not only the common people and Soul Masters of Douluo Star, but even the many deities of the Underworld were watching the heavenly screen.

They knew that what was about to be revealed was Meng Po's truly formidable power.

That was especially true of Zhong Tian, who was carrying out judgment on Douluo Star.

He held the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token, black and white divine light flowing around him as the souls of the dead appeared before him, one after another.

After being judged by the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token, the evil souls burdened with grave sins had been sent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, while those still qualified for reincarnation would be sent into the cycle by the Underworld.

To Zhong Tian, judgment was only one part of the Underworld's order.

Ensuring that the dead reached their rightful destinations was the foundation of the entire Underworld's operation.

And in this matter, Meng Po Bibi Dong's role was irreplaceable.

"Lady Meng Po's art of reincarnation truly inspires admiration."

Zhong Tian looked up at the heavenly screen, his eyes tinged with emotion.

He knew that the Good and Evil Reward and Punishment Token in his hand could distinguish good from evil and trace the sins the dead had committed in life, but it could not directly transform the essence of a soul.

Meng Po was the one who could truly do that.

Meanwhile, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were also watching the heavenly screen from the Underworld.

One was White Impermanence, the other Black Impermanence.

In the past, they had both been powerful members of Spirit Hall under Bibi Dong's command. Now, they had become deities of the Underworld.

Naturally, both knew His Holiness the Pope extremely well.

Yet even they had never imagined that, after becoming Meng Po, Bibi Dong would gain such immense authority over reincarnation.

Yue Guan gently stroked the Mourning Staff in his hand and could not help saying:

"His Holiness the Pope's power now is probably far beyond anything it was back then."

"Naturally."

Gui Mei's figure was hidden in the darkness, his voice low.

"With the Great Emperor of Fengdu's guidance and Meng Po's own talent, she has now truly become indispensable to the Underworld."

As the two spoke, the image on the heavenly screen finally changed.

Above the Yellow Springs.

Meng Po Bibi Dong remained seated beside the Reincarnation Bridge.

An ancient, unadorned cauldron floated before her, the Meng Po Soup inside churning ceaselessly and giving off a mysterious, unfathomable air of reincarnation.

Countless souls were waiting in line.

They came in all shapes and forms. Some shone brightly with soul light, while others were battered and broken, and some had even lost their complete spiritual forms.

Yet Bibi Dong made no distinction between them because of their differences.

She slowly raised her right hand.

In an instant, profound runes of reincarnation emerged from her palm.

The runes seemed to contain the most ancient laws of heaven and earth. The moment they appeared, the entire Road to the Yellow Springs began to tremble.

Then Bibi Dong tapped the air with her fingertip.

Streams of purple-gold light descended from the sky, each falling into the body of a waiting soul.

Nourished by the light, the souls that had been broken began to recover rapidly.

Fine cracks gradually vanished, dim soul light grew bright again, and even the once-feeble essence of their souls began to grow stronger.

[One of Meng Po Bibi Dong's most powerful abilities: **Soul Strengthening**!]

[This art could draw upon the Power of Samsara to temper the essence of a soul at the deepest level!]

[Whether souls of the dead about to enter reincarnation or ghosts already wandering the Underworld, all could receive Meng Po's Soul Strengthening!]

[After being strengthened, the essence of a soul would improve tremendously and could even break free of the many limitations of ordinary souls!]

As soon as the heavenly screen spoke, cries of astonishment rang out across Douluo Star.

Soul Strengthening?

What kind of power was that?

For Soul Masters on Douluo Continent, Soul Power Level, Martial Soul quality, and Soul Ring age were the keys to determining strength.

As for the soul, although some people studied spiritual power and the power of the soul, very few had ever truly reached the soul's essence.

After all, the soul was the most fundamental part of a living being.

An injured body could be treated with medicine and Soul Power.

There were also many precious natural treasures that could repair damaged meridians.

But once something went wrong with the soul, restoring it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Let alone directly strengthening its essence!

And now, Meng Po Bibi Dong could actually do it!

What did that mean?

It meant that she could not only help the dead enter their next lives without trouble, but also grant their souls a transformation before reincarnation!

Even those who had already died and could only wander the Underworld as ghosts could grow stronger this way!

For a time, the people beneath the heavenly screen were stunned.

"Good heavens! So Lady Meng Po has an ability like that too!"

"She can strengthen souls directly? Doesn't that mean she can turn weak ghosts into powerful beings?"

"No wonder the heavenly screen said this was Meng Po's true power! Such an ability is simply unheard of!"

"If souls can be strengthened continuously, wouldn't even ordinary people have a chance to become powerful deities after death?"

Countless people buzzed with discussion.

And as everyone marveled, the image on the heavenly screen changed once more.

Meng Po Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet.

Instead of remaining beside the Yellow Springs Bridge, she turned her gaze toward the depths of the Underworld.

There lay a vast, boundless nether realm.

Countless ghosts wandered within it, packed so densely that they seemed to stretch beyond sight.

Some had died because their lifespans ran out, some had lost their lives in accidents, and others had gone through long years without ever getting a chance to reincarnate.

Most of them lacked complete consciousness.

Some had even forgotten their names from life and could only wander the Underworld by instinct.

To an ordinary person, these were merely common souls of the dead.

But in Meng Po Bibi Dong's eyes, they held another kind of value.

An army!

A ghost army that could wage war for the Underworld!

As Bibi Dong took a step forward, the surrounding Yin Qi began to surge.

Her Meng Po robes snapped in the wind, and the once-gentle air of reincarnation now carried an awe-inspiring majesty that made hearts tremble.

Bibi Dong raised her hand.

"Since you have come to the Underworld, I shall grant you a chance to transform today."

As her words fell, the air stirred.

A vast force of Soul Strengthening swept across the entire nether realm in an instant.

As if answering some summons, countless ghosts stopped in their tracks.

Then purple-gold runes descended from the sky, landing on every ghost.

Boom!

The entire nether realm seemed to undergo an earthshaking change.

Under the effects of the Soul Strengthening Technique, the once-weak and broken souls began to rapidly coalesce.

Ghostly figures gradually grew clear.

Their scattered consciousnesses also began to recover.

More importantly, the presence of their souls was climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

[Meng Po Bibi Dong could use the Soul Strengthening Technique to select ghosts from the Underworld!]

[Meng Po Soup would wash away the distracting thoughts from their lives, while the Soul Strengthening Technique tempered their essence!]

[In the end, these ordinary ghosts that had once wandered the Underworld would become a Netherworld Legion loyal to the Underworld!]

[This was a ghost army that needed no ordinary flesh-and-blood provisions, was unaffected by ordinary injuries, and could continuously recover when nourished by Yin Qi!]

[As long as the essence of their souls remained, they could draw upon the Underworld's power to coalesce again!]

As the heavenly screen explained, everyone realized what this meant.

Meng Po's power could even be used to build an army!

Moreover, this army was no ordinary legion of Soul Masters.

They had no bodies of flesh and blood and needed no normal supplies of food and fodder.

The damage ordinary weapons could inflict meant little to them.

More importantly, as long as the essence of their souls had not completely dispersed, they could draw on the Underworld's Yin Qi to recover!

What did that mean?

It meant that the Underworld could rely on Meng Po's ability to build a nether army that was practically undying and indestructible!

The next moment, in the image on the heavenly screen, Meng Po Bibi Dong waved her hand again.

Runes of reincarnation intertwined with the power of Meng Po Soup.

The strengthened ghosts all received their final baptism.

Their once-chaotic memories were completely erased.

The fear, resentment, and obsessions they had held in life gradually dissipated under the power of Meng Po Soup.

All that remained was their strengthened soul essence and obedience to the order of the Underworld.

Of course, that did not mean the ghosts had lost all consciousness.

Quite the opposite.

Under the effects of the Soul Strengthening Technique, their damaged spiritual consciousnesses had been restored.

Only the distracting thoughts that would interfere with their duties in the Underworld had been washed away by Meng Po Soup.

When the last ray of reincarnation light fell, voices rang out in unison across the nether realm.

"Greetings, Lady Meng Po!"

"Greetings, Lady Meng Po!"