: God-Given Soul Ring

After a moment's thought, Fang Yuan made up his mind, gently lifted his fingertips, and the blue-gold Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul slowly unfolded from within his body.

The ordinary Blue Silver Emperor is warm and vibrant, but this Dark Blue Silver Emperor carries a domineering and dark aura, with a striking black wisp interspersed among its blue-gold root veins.

He decided to take a gamble.

He was gambling on the limits of his mutated Dark Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.

The Dark Blue Silver Emperor directly absorbed the 100,000-year soul ring of the Demon Orca King as its second soul ring.

Fang Yuan knew the characteristics of the Dark Blue Silver Emperor all too well: its almost immortal and indestructible life force, its madness and greed for absorbing all energy by any means, and the fact that his Blue Silver Domain, which he had already mastered, and the life laws he had comprehended continuously repaired his physical body. No matter how tragic the process was, he could endure it.

Xiao Wu, standing to the side, had already turned pale, her heart pounding in her throat.

She knew all too well the dangers of absorbing a 100,000-year soul ring.

Even a titled Douluo, when absorbing a ninth spirit ring, would have a very high probability of being unable to withstand the violent energy of a 100,000-year spirit ring and exploding to death. And Fang Yuan is only level 80 now...

"Fang Yuan, don't be impulsive!" Xiao Wu stepped forward, her voice tense. "The power of a 100,000-year spirit ring is too violent. You're only level 80 now, and you dare to do this with your second spirit ring. If you can't withstand it, you'll be blown to bits. We can take it slow..."

She repeatedly tried to persuade him, explaining the dangers involved clearly, hoping that Fang Yuan would retract this crazy decision.

Fang Yuan simply shook his head slightly, his eyes showing no sign of wavering.

He had already made up his mind.

Use the Dark Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul to consume the 100,000-year Soul Ring of the Demonic Tiger Whale King, and then use the God-given Soul Ring from Seagod Island to complete the level when breaking through later.

A win-win situation!

This risk is well within acceptable limits.

Moreover, he still has one last trump card.

When he is truly in dire straits, and his physical body is on the verge of collapse, he will not hesitate to start the simulator.

The rewards given by the simulator in the past, whether it was martial soul evolution, soul power enhancement, or soul bone, could all forcibly raise his body's limit at critical moments.

With this trump card in hand, Fang Yuan became even more determined.

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Xiao Wu ultimately failed to persuade Fang Yuan, and could only step aside with a heart full of worry, her fair and pretty little hands clenched tightly, her eyes filled with anxiety.

She didn't say another word, but stood quietly, her soul power flowing silently around her, focusing all her attention on protecting Fang Yuan, afraid that any accident might disturb him.

Xiao Bai also stood guard not far away, his figure appearing aloof yet reliable on the sea.

While keeping a watchful eye on her surroundings to prevent other sea spirit beasts from taking advantage of the situation, she casually instructed her people to clean up the battlefield—the corpses of the slain demonic orca were all highly nutritious for the sea spirit beasts, so she naturally wouldn't waste them.

The moment the absorption officially began, Fang Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

He originally thought that the Dark Blue Silver Emperor's vitality was enough to suppress everything, but when he actually came into contact with the Demon Orca King's spirit ring, he realized that he had underestimated its ferocity.

That was not just simple soul power, but rather the condensation of the ferocity, slaughter, tyranny, and resentment of a hundred-thousand-year-old sea overlord.

In addition, his previous slaughter of a large number of demonic orca whales and his forceful intervention to stop the self-destruction of the demonic orca king have resulted in his soul rings being entangled with a thick layer of dark resentment.

The excruciating pain felt like thousands of steel needles piercing through my meridians, bones, and soul at the same time.

The tyrannical and unreasonable power of the Demon Orca King surged into his body like a tsunami, rampaging and tearing his flesh apart.

If Fang Yuan hadn't consumed immortal herbs, absorbed two 100,000-year-old soul bones, and undergone the body-refining test on Seagod Island, his physical body would have been repeatedly tempered to a level far exceeding that of ordinary people. He would probably have been burst apart by this power the moment he came into contact with it.

Even if you manage to hold on, the excruciating pain is still overwhelming.

In a short while, Fang Yuan was bleeding from all seven orifices, his face was ashen, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

A halo emanated from Fang Yuan's head, right leg, and right arm, indicating that his soul bones had been activated and his physical attributes had been enhanced once again.

He dared not hesitate for a moment and immediately activated the Blue Silver Domain with all his might.

A blue halo spread out, forming a circle that enveloped the surrounding area.

A rich life force spread out from the domain, frantically repairing the torn body. The wounds were forcibly healed as soon as they appeared, but were torn apart again by even more violent energy the next second.

Tearing, repairing, tearing again, repairing again... and so on, endlessly cycling on the edge of life and death.

Xiao Bai, whose soul was connected to Fang Yuan's, immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The violent and tyrannical energy of the demonic orca, which Fang Yuan could not digest, was overflowing uncontrollably from her body and, through the soul connection, was faintly flowing into her body.

Her heart tightened, and she instantly realized the danger involved. She was about to speak up to warn him.

Fang Yuan, however, had already made his move.

He endured the tearing pain and his mental energy surged without hesitation into the golden trident imprint deep in his mind.

next moment.

A dense and sacred golden light erupted from his body, sweeping down and completely enveloping him.

Golden light flowed, like liquid divine radiance, condensing into a dazzling film of light on his body.

Light of the Sea God!

This light carries the power of purification and suppression, naturally suppressing sea spirit beasts, and is a natural nemesis to deep-sea ferocious beasts like the Demon Orca, which are full of evil, violence, and killing attributes.

With a flash of golden light, the energy of the Demon Orca King's soul ring, which had been ferocious and incomparable just moments before, was instantly suppressed and continuously subdued, like fire meeting a vast ocean or ice meeting red-hot coals.

The violence and resentment that could have torn everything apart melted away and dissolved rapidly before the majestic and vast light of the sea god, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

The rage subsided, leaving only pure and immense soul power.

Fang Yuan let out a long sigh of relief, his tense mind relaxed slightly, and he stopped resisting. Instead, he guided the Dark Blue Silver Emperor to slowly absorb the purified and gentle energy.

Seeing that he had finally stabilized and was out of mortal danger, Xiaobai's heart was completely at ease. She said no more, but simply focused her attention again and quietly stood guard beside him, together with Xiaowu, protecting Fangyuan.

The sea returned to calm, leaving only the golden light and the dark blue-gold of the Blue Silver Emperor intertwined, quietly rising and falling in the waves.

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Three days later, the eastern sea slowly pierced the darkness of night, and a red sun broke through the water, spreading golden and red rays across the entire sea, shimmering and exuding warmth.

The long absorption process finally came to an end. Fang Yuan slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, and his aura was no longer as violent and turbulent as before.

The moment he awoke, the enormous corpse of the demonic orca king in the sea below suddenly trembled slightly.

A piece of dark red bone burst forth from the body, unimpeded by the seawater, slowly floating into the air and steadily stopping in front of Fang Yuan—it was the left leg bone of the Demon Orca King, which had been condensed over 100,000 years of cultivation.

This soul bone was as translucent as amber, with dark red, violent energy slowly flowing and surging within. It did not emit light outwards; instead, like a black hole, it constantly devoured the surrounding light, exuding a fierce and chilling aura.

The leg bone, from the knee to the ankle, is not shaped like a human ankle, but rather resembles the tail fin of a demonic killer whale, exuding the ferocity and domineering nature unique to beasts.

However, within the soul bone, the remaining ferocious spirit and will of the evil orca king still lingered, violent, resistant, and full of killing intent.

As soon as it fell into Fang Yuan's hands, it trembled violently, frantically repelling his approach, as if it would rather shatter than yield.

Fang Yuan's gaze remained indifferent, showing no regard for the lingering spiritual energy.

With a thought, the golden trident mark between his brows lit up again, and the light of the sea god spread out, completely enveloping the struggling 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Purify, suppress, tame.

The power of Poseidon's Light to subdue evil and sea monsters was on full display at this moment.

The ferocious spirit within the soul bone melted away like ice and snow, the violent tremors gradually subsided, and the raging energy was gradually softened and tamed.

Fang Yuan reached out and forcibly pulled the left leg bone of the suppressed and tamed demonic orca king into his own body, merging it with his own soul bone.

The absorption process is much smoother than that of a spirit ring.

As his left leg bone fully integrated, a surge of energy far exceeding that of ordinary soul bones swept through his limbs and bones. His spiritual power, physical strength, and soul power foundation, which had already been greatly enhanced by absorbing a 100,000-year soul ring, surged again at this moment, making his aura even more profound and powerful.

However, this time he absorbed the second spirit ring of the Dark Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, and did not touch the level barrier of the first Martial Soul. His spirit power level remained steadily at level 80, without breaking through.

Fang Yuan looked inward, feeling the surge of power within him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He silently calculated in his mind.

At the age of ten, he possessed two top-tier martial souls, three 100,000-year-old soul bones, and a soul power level of eighty.

This kind of progress, I suppose, isn't exactly a disgrace to those time-traveling predecessors.

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As soon as Fang Yuan, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Bai stepped onto the land of Seagod Island, an aura as vast as the deep sea and as majestic as a god quietly descended.

He didn't need to turn around; he knew who it was.

Poseidon.

The high priestess of Poseidon Island, the woman closest to God in the world, stood quietly not far away, her bright red priestess robe fluttering in the sea breeze, her eyes and brows carrying an indifference and divinity that looked down upon all living beings.

Fang Yuan feigned ignorance, looked up, and asked, "Lord Poseidon, what brings you here?"

Asking a question you already know the answer to.

He already knew the answer in his heart, but he still pretended to be completely unaware.

A glint flashed in Poseidon's eyes. Without beating around the bush, he stated his purpose directly: "I've come to offer you an opportunity."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flipped her right hand, and a dazzling golden bead appeared out of thin air in her palm.

The golden bead seemed to be formed from the purest golden crystal in the world, clear and flawless, without a trace of impurity.

Most strangely, a thin layer of golden mist lingered inside the bead, slowly flowing and surging, just like the golden mist that appeared around Fang Yuan when he was under the pressure of the Sea God's Light, carrying an extremely rich divine aura.

"This is..." Fang Yuan feigned confusion.

Poseidon's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority: "Anyone who undergoes the Sea God's Black-level or higher assessment will receive a divinely bestowed soul ring upon first encountering a bottleneck in their cultivation. There's no need to hunt soul beasts; the divinely bestowed soul ring will automatically grant you the most suitable soul skill, as well as the highest-age soul ring your body can withstand. Each person receives only one."

Her gaze fell on Fang Yuan, with a hint of advice: "Fang Yuan, concentrate and calm your mind. Only by enduring the baptism of the divinely bestowed soul ring with your greatest perseverance can you obtain the greatest benefits."

Beside her, Xiao Wu subconsciously shrank behind Fang Yuan, her little hand secretly clenching Fang Yuan's sleeve.

She looked up at Poseidon, her round rabbit eyes wide open, filled with the wariness and suspicion one might have for a rival. She glared at him fiercely, as if she wanted to "kill" him with her gaze.

However, the gap between her strength and Poseidon's was as vast as an insurmountable chasm, so she didn't dare to go forward. She could only hide behind Fang Yuan, silently venting her small dissatisfaction.

I don't know whether to call it cowardice or boldness.

Poseidon didn't even spare a glance for Xiaowu from the very beginning.

She said no more, and gently raised her jade-like hand.

The golden divine pearl transformed into a beam of golden light and slowly floated towards Fang Yuan.

"Click—"

With a soft sound, the golden bead shattered.

A dense, impenetrable golden mist erupted suddenly, pouring down like a torrent of liquid divinity, instantly spreading to every corner of Fang Yuan's body, enveloping him in a hazy and sacred golden light, completely obscuring his figure.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu quickly stepped back, giving Fang Yuan enough space, but her eyes remained fixed on the figure in the golden light, full of worry and concern.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and concentrated.

His soul power circulated rapidly within his body, and behind him, the Radiant Phoenix Martial Soul appeared, with golden halos rising from his body, intertwining and colliding with the golden mist filling the sky.

Meanwhile, Blue Silver Domain is fully engaged in operations.

A vast and boundless life force swept across the area, merging with the divinely bestowed power to form a thick yet gentle light shield that firmly protected him in the center, making full preparations for this unprecedented divinely bestowed soul ring baptism.

Fang Yuan naturally wouldn't waste this divinely bestowed soul ring.

As the domain appeared, the golden light surrounding Fang Yuan instantly became more intense, expanding to encompass the entire range of his domain.

Within that golden mist, one could vaguely see strands of golden thread beginning to press and compress around Fang Yuan's body.

This was the first time Xiao Wu had ever witnessed a divinely bestowed soul ring. She stood there stunned, her eyes filled with bewilderment and curiosity.

She only knew that spirit rings were obtained by hunting spirit beasts, but this was the first time she had ever seen a spirit ring bestowed by a god. She could only stare blankly at the sacred and majestic light, completely unaware of what would happen next.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Poseidon, unusually, took the initiative to remind her: "These golden threads are the symbol of the strength of the divinely bestowed soul ring test. The denser and richer the threads, the higher the age of the soul ring that can be formed. The four golden threads in front of you are equivalent to a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

The moment the words fell, Fang Yuan's aura suddenly became heavy—his head, right leg, right arm, and left leg, four soul bones, lit up simultaneously, and a faint halo spread out from the depths of the bones, resisting the pressure of these golden threads.