Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 522 Ultimate "Grass" Attribute Clone

The power of simple faith and the power of sincere faith are like countless rivers, converging into a single whole.

"Divinity."

"Use faith to unite divinity!"

The difference between a peerless Douluo and a titled Douluo lies in the difference in their divine nature. At this moment, Han Tao already possesses all the elements to break through to the peerless level.

The divinity, born from the faith of the Blue Silver Clan, is condensed in the eighth soul ring.

"Spirit Ring, Achieved!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Elemental Clone!"

As the spirit ring lit up, the spirit skill was released, and a phantom image leaped out from the Blue Silver Overlord.

The martial spirit, drawn from the element of "grass and trees," has very low strength. It only requires a gentle burn from flames to wither and decay completely.

"So weak?" Di Tian said disdainfully.

"Han Tao, what's the point of all this trouble?"

She looked at Han Tao, waiting for his explanation.

Biji looked puzzled. She knew Di Tian very well. When had Di Tian ever spoken so sarcastically?
Han Tao chuckled: "Because it wants the answer from me."

"Blue Silver Grass and Elemental Clone are very weak. Why did they become powerful in my hands? Di Tian wants to understand the reason."

Di Tian's expression froze.

It's always uncomfortable to have your hidden thoughts exposed by others.

Then, it shamelessly asked, "Then can you tell me why?"

"They are indeed weak when they are born; they are not as naturally powerful as you dragons."

"But their birth has given rise to a possibility."

As Han Tao narrates, the "grass" element transforms in his hands.

Han Tao patted the branches and leaves of the Demon Eye Tree and smiled.

"After waiting for nearly 50 years, the Immortal Herb still has not been born, but its inferior Immortal Herbs have appeared."

"what?"

The Demon Tree with its demonic eyes widened: "Is it really true?"

"Could you tell me what kind of magical herb it is? Where is it located? Does it still exist?"

Han Tao hesitated for a moment.

After a long while, I told it the truth: "Star Spirit Grass!"

"It once appeared at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, but now it's gone!"

Star Spirit Grass, one of the nine immortal herbs that Ning Rongrong once consumed, is a lower-ranking immortal herb.

While it's possible to gradually transform Blue Silver Grass's "elemental clones" through near-evolutionary means, it's unrealistic to expect to achieve this overnight.

To transform into a "Fairy Spirit Grass", one must go through the "Star Spirit Grass" stage.

Han Tao reminisces about the past.

Inside the "Arena of Life and Death," Han Tao used the Acacia Heartbreak Red to appreciate the beauty of the immortal herbs and used the illusion to record their structure, characteristics, distribution, and principles.

The actions taken during leisure time become the space for the elemental avatar to go a step further.

[Star Spirit Grass, Information]

"Using the laws governing the movement of celestial bodies and stars as important nodes in energy conversion?"

Han Tao was shocked.

The macroscopic nine leaves are derived from fractal geometry, using microscopic deductions to determine the macroscopic structural distribution.

The structure of the Star Spirit Grass is derived from the movement of celestial bodies, using the macroscopic perspective of infinite celestial bodies to deduce its own microscopic structural distribution.

"Transform them into your own power."

The structure of the Star Spirit Grass is the first step to achieving the next step.

The essence of this process is to draw upon the external radiance of the sun, moon, and stars, removing impurities to sublimate energy.

"To draw upon the sun and moon, and the brilliance of countless stars, in order to elevate oneself."

"It is the condensation of grass attributes, but not the form of grass attributes."

Di Tian and Bi Ji did not understand everything Han Tao was saying.

However, they could see that on the weak and insignificant "grass element" clone, a certain profound truth had emerged.

Trajectory, node, magnetic field, force energy.
The soul tool slowly opened, and the sun and moon merged together, surrounding the "elemental clone".

"This is."

"This structure."

The Evil Eye Tyrant reigns supreme, driving Han Tao's martial spirit to soar through the blue sky, its gaze fixed on the vast universe.

The stars seem unchanging since time immemorial; the only thing capable of altering their trajectories is time.
The bright moon, the stars, the sun.

"Yes, their movement patterns serve as a reference point for the Star Spirit Grass."

Baptized by the power of starlight and purified by the morning sun, the elemental clone rapidly transforms into a pure form: Ordinary Martial Soul, Intermediate Martial Soul, Advanced Martial Soul, Top-Tier Martial Soul, Ultimate Martial Soul.

"The ultimate martial spirit?"

"Ultimate Martial Soul!"

Di Tian was stunned and stood frozen in place.

Brigitte covered her lips and even hid behind Di Tian, ​​staring incredulously through the angle of her wings at the "elemental phantoms" floating in the air.

The Crimson King roared in displeasure, "Why should I?"

"In just a short moment, it transformed from ordinary to the ultimate? This is unreasonable and unfair!"

The ultimate martial spirit and the ultimate soul beast are the other shores it can never reach in its entire life.

The Hellfire, its prized companion torch, is merely of top-tier intensity.

All of this was easily shattered in Han Tao's hands.

"normal!"

Han Tao smiled lightly, abandoning his intention to explain, and left the place.

——Bang!

——Bang!

The explosions coming from the sky were Han Tao's journey across the boundless sea.

Southwest Sea, Far Southern Ice Sea, Eastern Source
"arrive!"

At the edge of the horizon lies another vast and boundless continent.

On the Sun and Moon Continent, a new civilization was born, but in this timeline, their strength is far inferior to that of the Douluo Continent.

The docks were bustling with activity, the crowds were lively, and cargo ships were lined up one after another.

"Respected Soul Master!"

The soldiers surrounding the sea saw Han Tao descending from the sky and performed a respectful salute.

Then, he fulfilled his responsibilities and questioned the authorities.

"Excuse me, what brings you here?"

Han Tao stood on top of the stone pillar at the dock.

His eyes swept over the crowd; most of them were dressed in tattered clothes, having hastily fled because of his arrival.

"Did my arrival scare them away?"

Stroking his chin, Han Tao seemed to be deep in thought. After a short while, he looked again at the guards who were standing guard in front of him.

The guards spoke in a strong Minnan dialect, and Han Tao couldn't understand a single word.

"These are two completely different continents, with distinct cultures, writing systems, and languages."

"However, for true powerhouses, this will not pose any problem!"

Language differences create barriers to communication, but thought does not get stuck in the language barrier.

With a flick of his finger, the illusion swept across.

Could you please tell me about this place?

Han Tao looked down from his vantage point.

The guards felt the emotions emanating from their minds, and were filled with fear as they exchanged bewildered glances.

The guard leader, a Soul Master who resembled a bear, stepped forward and coldly questioned, "Who are you? What are you doing here in our Sun Tribe?"

"Sun Tribe?"

The tribe, in its mind, is a certain concept.

Upon hearing this concept, Han Tao stared at the tattoo on his shoulder. It was a dark sun, tinged with a touch of scarlet. Judging from the smell and the sound of the wind, it was a tattoo formed from dried blood.

"I've come here to find a soul beast!"

A faint blue-silver wisp appeared on Han Tao's fingers.

"I don't need individual Blue Silver Grass, I need vast fields and seas of Blue Silver Grass, I need its location!"

"If you know the location, I will give you a satisfactory reward. If you don't know the location, you can give me a map of this place, and I will also give you a satisfactory reward."

Since he was a newcomer, Han Tao's attitude was relatively good.

However, not everyone was self-aware, especially after seeing Han Tao's martial spirit, the guard leader immediately smiled contemptuously.

"Blue Silver Grass, useless!"

Ignoring Han Tao, he arrogantly turned his head and asked the strategist beside him.

"Strategist, what should we do with him?"

The strategist's nose was crooked, his left eye was almost touching his nose, and his eyes were dull.

"It's obvious that these Soul Masters with weak Martial Souls are spies sent by other tribes."

"We might as well arrest him and interrogate him thoroughly."

(End of this chapter)