Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 554 All Blue Silver is Under My Control

"when"

"When the Blue Silver Scepter was created, you should have understood that the balance of power had shifted!"

Han Tao spoke slowly and deliberately.

Although he still only had level 1 soul power and a weak physical attribute of 1.9, Han Tao's eyes shone with boundless confidence when facing Tang San, who was also 6 years old.

"Offense and defense can change? Absurd, laughable!"

"Has your life regressed to the past, and your memory and intelligence also regressed to their original state?"

Tang San took a piece of palm oil, gently wiped it on his sleeve arrow, and gave it a disdainful look.

Han Tao just smiled casually, and the scepter danced with his hand, weaving and drawing upon the power of faith within the narrow terrain.

—The power of faith, the sacrificial ritual
—The power of faith, the ritual of transformation
"The laws of body transformation include two characteristics: umbrella-shaped and star-shaped, based on the distribution of meridians."

"The characteristics of meridians include three dimensions: width, compatibility with soul power, and elasticity."

"Within the framework of meridians, it carries the magnificent direction of 'thousands of streams converging into rivers, and thousands of rivers converging into the sea'."

All of these are simply components of the meridian system.

The body modification laws also include in-depth optimization of bones, skin, and muscles, as well as micro and macro adjustments to the structure and shape. Everything that Han Tao and Ye Lingling researched was instantly replicated onto the body with the application of the faith power of the [Blue Silver Scepter].

“Cultivation talent will no longer be an obstacle for me.”

"At this point, soul power surged!"

Han Tao's soul power began to break through.

He broke through at a speed that Tang San could hardly imagine: Level 1, Level 2, Level 3, Level 4.
After 30 minutes, Han Tao had reached the pinnacle of Soul Warriors, at the starting point of Soul Masters.

"Level 10!"

Witnessing all this, Tang San's eyes paled slightly: "How is this possible?"

"What kind of Soul Master cultivates like this? Others accumulate Soul Power over many years, working hard and diligently, before they can reach level 10. How can Han Tao break through in an instant?"

"This is unreasonable, this is unfair!"

His voice was hoarse, losing much of his composure, like a wild beast caught in a trap, going hysterical.

"That's the charm of cultivating talent."

"It's also thanks to multidimensional meditation!"

Under the reshaping, the eight extraordinary meridians, the twelve regular meridians, and all kinds of capillary meridians are all connected without obstruction.

At the same time, the corresponding Spirit Hall Meditation Method, Heavenly Battle Meditation Method, and Seven Treasures Meditation Method are practiced simultaneously under the guidance of the Distraction Control Method.

The acupoints were activated, the meridians were synchronized, and the soul power surged, thus creating a truly revolutionary scene.

"Tang San, how pathetic you are!"

Holding the Mysterious Heavenly Skill, they boasted that they had mastered everything, but it had already been abandoned by the times.

Tang San was silent.

After a long, long time, he waved his hands frantically, saying, "I don't believe it!"

"Everything you've said is a lie. I won't believe a single word you say!"

"And even if what you're saying is true, so what?"

He straightened his chest, his fingers sweeping across the arena and the vast mist, his tone resolute: "This is a deathmatch arena!"

"Do you understand? This is a life-or-death arena. No spirit beasts here can become your spirit rings. This is your limit!"

Slowly approaching,

Standing directly in front of Han Tao, his pupils were filled with murderous intent.

"Han Tao, you don't understand the true meaning of love."

"Only the gift of Cupid allowed me to reach the level 20 Great Soul Master and gain soul power far exceeding yours!"

"Now, you should die!"

——Zheng!

As the divine light of resurrection dissipated, Han Tao emerged from within it, only to be met with a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Hidden Arrow?"

"Not bad hidden weapon!"

With a light tap of his fingers, he casually deflected Tang San's hidden weapon.

After a complete physical transformation and the activation of acupoints and meridians, his physical strength and soul power have surpassed Tang San's in terms of numerical values.

"However, my body is still a bit clumsy."

"Because I haven't been trained, even though I've mastered the law of soul power synergy, I can't use it perfectly."

At least, in terms of physical agility, it is not as good as Tang San's "Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps" at this moment.

"Humph!"

"Eat my Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Dark green vines appeared beneath Han Tao's feet, intertwining to form a sturdy net that restricted his movements.

A myriad of hidden weapons, ever-changing and varied, danced in the air as Tang San directed them, drawing elegant arcs.

"This kind of hidden weapon is exceptionally effective against weaker enemies."

At this moment, Han Tao was unable to resist.

"In that case."

"I also need to use my methods!"

With a long sigh, Han Tao waved the blue-silver scepter between his fingers as he extended his arm.

"Killing soul beasts, absorbing soul rings, and breaking through soul power levels are the growth laws of the soul master system."

"It is precisely because of the existence of the world's rules that I need to bring the broken, snow-white swan's kiss to the past!"

Tang San asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"

—Sacrificial ceremony!
—A sacrificial hymn woven from faith takes shape on a desolate arena.

—The damaged immortal herb transformed into a white soul ring and landed on Han Tao's martial soul.

All of Tang San's prized hidden weapons were isolated during the sacrificial ceremony.

"White spirit ring, age limit: 16 years!" "I don't care about its age limit or its spirit skills. I just need a spirit ring to help me break through my spirit power level."

Suddenly.
Han Tao's soul power ascended in a spiral.

Level 11, Level 12, Level 13, Level 14.
"Han Tao, you are truly arrogant!"

"Having lost the protection of the resurrection light and the sacrificial ritual, you still dare to cultivate soul power in front of me?"

Tang San uttered a harsh, mocking remark.

Dragon whisker needles, bone-penetrating needles, and yin-yang needles are scattered in alternating patterns using the techniques of "One Thousand and One Nights".

"Such hidden weapons." Han Tao was greatly surprised.

"Ha, you didn't expect that, did you!"

"While you are being resurrected by divine light, I am also crafting a hidden weapon to kill you!"

Tang San placed several high-level hidden weapons in his palm.

Because of the special mechanism of the "Arena of Life and Death", the items in the soul tool will also return to the past as time goes by. Therefore, if Tang San wants to make hidden weapons, he must find a soul tool that stores "primordial minerals" and refine them after reaching the end of time.

Although these soul tools are demanding, they are not a problem for the consciousness of the plane.

This time, you have nowhere to run!

Dodging, center of gravity, footwork~
Han Tao's movements were stiff as he tried his best to avoid the various sharp attacks in front of him.

With each coordinated effort, the soul power and body gained greater control, but they still couldn't dodge the countless hidden weapons in front of them.

Hahahahahahahaha.

"Han Tao, you've finally met your match! I'm truly gratified by this sight!"

The Yinming Needle struck Han Tao, etching sky-blue marks on his skin.

The dragon whisker needle pierced his skin and curled up inside his muscles, causing Han Tao's face to contort in pain.

The paralyzing poison on the crossbow bolts gradually stiffened Han Tao's movements, making it easier for the subsequent hidden weapons to hit their mark.

"It seems I've won!" Tang San's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

His fingers quickened the swing of the hidden weapon, like a precise and cunning blade piercing towards his eyes.

"is it?"

Han Tao took a deep breath.
Pain and toxins are spreading through the body.

The clumsy physical body becomes even more clumsy due to the paralyzing toxins, but also becomes more flexible as it adapts to the control of the soul.

The secret technique of "Soul Power Synergy" gradually took effect on the body.

Meanwhile, amidst the battle, Han Tao's soul power was also rising endlessly, reaching level 14, 15, and 16.
Within the "Divine Court Acupoint," the illusion was gradually activated, but the shallow illusion was ineffective under the "Purple Demon Eye."

Han Tao's eyes were icy cold: "Endure, until this moment."

"By mastering the coordination of soul power, you have mastered the method to remove the dragon whisker needles!"

Enduring the excruciating pain, his muscles and soul power surged as he pulled out one "dragon whisker needle" after another.

The "Dragon Beard Needle" will regain its sharpness after being touched by soul power. This is a second injury to the body and a great test of one's will. However, as cold as Han Tao is, he no longer cares about these so-called "pains".

Only by experiencing despair can one understand how fragile the body's pain truly is.

Once again, place the Blue Silver Scepter in your palm.

"A divine-grade martial soul, the Blue Silver Scepter, its strength is not reflected in combat!"

"Its true charm comes from the mastery of the power of faith and divinity, but at level 16, I am far from being able to attain divinity."

—Sacrificial ceremony!
Transformation Ritual!
The torso structure tainted by the "paralysis" and "yinming" toxins was directly "sacrificed" by Han Tao.

Then, it is reshaped using the method of "transformation" and returned to a complete body.

"what?"

"Han Tao, where did you get your healing abilities? And how can you detoxify?"

He simply couldn't comprehend the use of the scepter, what faith meant, what sacrifice and transformation were.
His eyes held an unparalleled chill: "I've used every means at my disposal. If this still fails to subdue Han Tao..."

Tang San didn't want to imagine that future, that hopeless possibility. He knew Xiao Wu was waiting for him to save her, to revive her—that was his promise!

"Breakthrough! Breakthrough!"

Han Tao's soul power is still advancing.

After 20 minutes, Han Tao broke through to level 20, which took less time than breaking through to level 10.

"Now, I need a second spirit ring!"

Han Tao's gaze turned deep and suddenly fixed on Tang San's martial soul.

Beside the Haotian Hammer, the tiny Blue Silver Grass emitted a soft, shimmering light.

"Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass?"

"All that is blue silver is under my control. How can you escape the control of the Blue Silver Scepter?"

In a light tone, he remained silent: "Offer a sacrifice!"

Suddenly,

The Blue Silver Grass located on Tang San's left hand uncontrollably initiated some kind of ritual.

"Why? By what right? Why?"

"Only soul beasts can be sacrificed in this world, so why can my martial soul also be manipulated by him?"

He questioned Han Tao, puzzled, but this time, Han Tao did not answer him.

If soul beasts can be "sacrificed" and soul masters can also be "sacrificed," then martial souls can naturally be as well.

If he were to break through to the Soul Saint level and obtain the Soul Skill "True Body of Martial Soul," the high-dimensional Soul Master and Martial Soul would be so powerful that even a divine artifact like the "Blue Silver Scepter" would not be able to make him sacrifice himself.

Alternatively, if the Martial Soul is any core sequence of the Overlord or Emperor, Han Tao wouldn't be able to easily activate the "Sacrifice Ritual".

"Unfortunately, you are not."

"You have traveled back in time, and you have never grasped the power from the future!"

The Blue Silver Grass leaped into the sky, its vitality, soul power, and even the soul ring bestowed upon it by the God of Love, all transformed into sacrificial nourishment.

A flawless purple hue was outlined and engraved on Han Tao's blue-silver scepter.

(End of this chapter)