He walked to the workbench, put on the high-powered soul-guided magnifying glass again, and his eyes became incredibly focused and fervent, like the most devout believer examining a sacred object.
He cautiously released an extremely weak amount of Spiritual Power, avoiding the core restrictions, and carefully examined the internal structure, energy circuits, and material composition of the Soul Liberation Blade...
"Incredible... This material has undergone a fundamental transformation under the tempering of Bloodline Power and killing intent... The carrying capacity and conversion efficiency of this energy circuit... far exceed the design limits..."
The more Kong Deming looked, the more alarmed and excited he became.
After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes burning with an unprecedented flame of confidence. He patted his chest forcefully, his voice loud and powerful:
"No problem, leave it to me."
"My current Level 10 Soul Tool skills are far superior to what they used to be."
"This knife... no, this embryonic form is transforming into a divine artifact."
"There are three more items."
"I will certainly do everything in my power to..."
"Upgraded to a level ten masterpiece, powerful enough to slay gods."
"Let them shine in your hands with a light that will make the entire Douluo Continent tremble!"
In the laboratory, the light from the Soul Guidance Lamp illuminated Kong Deming's fanatical face and Toji cold yet expectant eyes.
An extreme modification and enhancement of existing Soul Tool is about to unfold in this steel fortress.
Objective: To kill a god!
Sun Moon Empire, Mingdu Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.
The night outside the window was deep, and although the palace was brightly lit, it could not conceal the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.
On the enormous soul-guided sand table, the area representing the Star Luo Empire was covered by a blinding red light, while the blue dots symbolizing the Sun Moon Empire's army retreated steadily under the pressure of the red light, even dimming in large swathes.
Ju Zi was dressed in an elegant palace gown, but she could not hide the weariness and heaviness between her brows.
She stood before the sand table, her slender fingers unconsciously tracing the stubborn red of the Star Luo Empire, her fingertips slightly cool.
The mountain of battle reports and requests for aid piled up on the emperor's desk silently testified to the defeat at the front.
"Well..."
A Youyou sigh escaped her lips, breaking the silence of the study.
She turned around and looked at Toji, who was sitting on a rosewood chair, looking as relaxed as if she were enjoying tea in her own backyard.
"Now that Huo Yuhao is in charge, the Star Luo Empire is no longer what it used to be. Our army has suffered a crushing defeat."
"The elite Soul Engineer Corps was like paper before him; the Level 9 Soul Tool array was frozen with a wave of his hand..."
"He truly is a one-man army, single-handedly turning the tide of the entire continent! If this continues..."
Ju Zi's voice carried a deep sense of powerlessness.
Huo Yuhao's existence was like an insurmountable iceberg, freezing her ambition to unify the continent and making her feel an unprecedented threat.
She walked up to Toji, raised her exquisitely beautiful face, which was tinged with sorrow, and gazed into Toji's deep eyes, as if trying to draw strength from them:
"But thankfully you're here now."
Her tone carried an almost obsessive trust, and her red lips curved slightly as she tried to dispel the gloom.
"I absolutely do not believe that Huo Yuhao is stronger than you, although he is indeed terrifyingly strong now, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest Limit Douluo in the entire history of the Douluo Continent. But I know that you are different."
As Ju Zi spoke, her body unconsciously leaned forward slightly.
The palace dress accentuated her exquisite and perfect curves; her full breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, her waist was slender and delicate, and her long, jade-like legs, faintly visible beneath the skirt, stirred the imagination.
Her skin shone with a delicate, porcelain-like luster under the palace lanterns, as if it could release moisture with the slightest touch. That unique aura, a blend of imperial majesty and feminine grace, exuded a breathtaking allure in her vulnerability and dependence at this moment.
Toji's gaze slowly swept over her, from her tightly furrowed brows to her slightly parted cherry lips, from her Swan -like neck to her undulating breasts, and then to her slender waist...
A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips, but a barely perceptible flame ignited deep within his eyes.
"That's hard to say." Toji's voice carried a hint of lazy teasing. He suddenly reached out, his long, strong fingers precisely catching the delicate, boneless hand that had placed the Ju Zi on the table.
"There's still some suspense. He's a genuine Level 99 Limit Douluo now, while I'm still stuck at Level 98."
As he spoke, he gently stroked the smooth, delicate back of Ju Zi's hand with his fingertips, feeling the warm, jade-like touch. The delicate skin seemed to carry a faint electric current, making him involuntarily intoxicated by it.
Ju Zi was slightly taken aback by his sudden action, and then felt the calloused, slightly rough but unusually warm touch on the back of his hand.
A strange, tingling sensation spread along her arm. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and tried to pull her hand away, but Toji gripped it even tighter.
"You're such a good actor," Ju Zi said coquettishly, two barely perceptible blushes rising on her cheeks.
"Your current combat power has nothing to do with your Gold Soul Coin Soul Power Level anymore."
" The Death God Douluo and Dragon Emperor Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, two Limit Douluo, were utterly defeated by you even when they joined forces."
"There are even rumors that the ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian, suffered a great loss at your hands. What are you pretending to be, pretending to be Level 98? You're kidding me!"
Her voice carried a hint of embarrassment and affectionate reproach, but her body went slightly weak because Toji was holding her hand. Her queenly majesty seemed to crumble unconsciously in front of this man.
"Hehe..." Toji chuckled deeply, his laughter carrying a magnetic quality that exuded an air of complete control.
Instead of letting go, he used the slight forward tilt of the Ju Zi to reach out with his other hand, his warm fingertips carrying an irresistible force, and gently lifted the Ju Zi's smooth, jade-like chin.
The distance between the two instantly closed.
Ju Zi could even clearly smell the unique scent emanating from Toji, a mixture of faint blood and sunshine, as well as his burning and aggressive gaze.
"Then I won't pretend anymore." Toji's voice deepened, carrying a husky magnetism that tickled Ju Zi's eardrums and heartstrings like a feather.
The moment the words left his mouth, Toji leaned down and accurately captured Ju Zi's slightly parted, alluring red lips, as ripe as cherries.
"Ugh..." Caught off guard, Ju Zi let out a short whimper, her beautiful eyes widening instantly, her long eyelashes trembling violently like the wings of a startled butterfly.
A strong masculine aura, mixed with an overbearing sense of power, instantly overwhelmed her. She struggled symbolically, placing her hands on Toji's firm chest, but the force of her resistance was so weak it was almost a reluctant acceptance.