Soul Trigger

Chapter 493: Skyrocketing
"All units, please beware of possible spiritual turbulence, hidden spiritual prison riots, and the impact of the dragon's breath.

As soon as the promotion is completed, all abnormal situations must be prevented from occurring..."

Prince Fuling also put away his smile instantly, and the look of watching a play in his eyes disappeared, and turned into a solemn look:
"King Yuanling, do you know the consequences if you lose control? Not to mention that your son still has the power of the resentful dragon..."

"I know it very well, that's why I asked you to help scout the battlefield. Now that you are here, don't think about watching the show for free."

A hint of doubt flashed across Long Tao's face:
"We have already cut down to the third dust, what are you still worried about?"

Jing Xiangrong's forehead was covered with cold sweat:
"...The third dust is a watershed. How many people have you seen who can cut through the fourth dust? Not to mention cutting through the dust temporarily when being promoted..."

"But didn't King Yuanling do it? So his son should be able to do it too..." Long Tao scratched his head, causing King Fuling next to him to speak up:
“Although I have no intention of interfering with King Xiaoling’s wild educational policy…but I need to point out to you that King Yuanling was able to break through the Four Dusts in the battle that year by relying on the Soul Blood Secret Technique.

As for the Soul Blood Secret Technique, no one should know its various uses better than your family..."

Long Tao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up:

"Does that mean he's going to kill the living?!"

Jing Xiangrong's mouth twitched wildly:
"It means that if nothing unexpected happens, Ji Li will have an accident... Losing control? And if my guess is correct, no father would pass on this dangerous secret technique to his son..."

Long Tao immediately showed a look of contempt: "Nonsense! My father passed it on to me..."

In an instant, a violent spiritual essence shot up into the sky. King Yuanling had already ignored the nonsense of that idiot boy and focused on controlling the formation under his feet.

At the moment of the unprecedented spiritual essence explosion, he seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking, and his eyes flashed:
"coming!!!"

Jing Xiangrong gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual essence into the ancient dragon rock plate in his hand.

King Fuling snatched the ancient dragon rock plate from the silly boy's hand, his eyes sparkled, and he poured all his spiritual essence into it.

Then there was a loud bang in the sky, and the dark clouds collapsed like rolling waves. A flash of scarlet color flickered in the sky like a dance floor light, and something was about to burst out.

Under everyone's fluttering gazes, a violent blue light shot up into the sky, exploding the three vortices at once.

The spiritual tide rolled up and gathered again into four empty vortices, flashing various spiritual substances.

The people below fell silent for a moment.

King Yuanling stared upwards in a daze, his heart beating wildly, as if even the trigger of his soul was throbbing:

"The fourth dust..."

Not only that, the fifth blue light shot up into the sky, breaking through the fifth air vortex, directly blocking Prince Fuling who had just opened his mouth to say something.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke:
"This is impossible."

The people watching beside him were very interested. The only silly boy with a different style turned around and said:
"Why not? It's unstoppable! I think it will break through the sixth and seventh dusts soon..."

Jing Xiangrong's face twitched:
"…Why do you think the Six Dust Overlord is called 'Six Dust'?"

Long Tao was puzzled:

"Could it be... because there are only six dusts?"

"..."

Jing Xiangrong's expression was as wonderful as seeing an IQ-deficient patient discover for the first time that he was a human being.

But King Fuling simply ignored Long Tao's mental retardation and turned his head solemnly:
"Six dusts, six dusts, each dust is a precipitation of self-nature, it is the multiple affirmations of self after breaking through the confusion of the world, and the deepening of the soul psychology level.

In terms of spiritual essence, it means that the echo stage has a very high lower limit, and the absolute upper limit can achieve complete and perfect illumination..."

"Do you know who else has broken through the Fifth Dust in the past hundred years?"

Long Tao's eyes lit up:
"Could it be... my father!?"

Prince Fuling was silent for a moment:

"Your father only killed three dusts, and you are the 'Dust Destroyer'. I can barely understand that you don't know these. After all, you don't need to care too much. As for who it is..."

Jing Xiangrong inserted himself into it:
"It's King Guling."

Long Tao's clear eyes finally showed a trace of fluctuation, and then stopped:

"what?"

He didn't know much about soul psychology, nor did he understand Shulong's theories. It could even be said that due to King Xiaoling's special education and his own peculiarities, he knew nothing about these things - but he knew who King Guling was.

"That is to say... another existence like King Guling is about to be born?"

Prince Fuling raised his fan to cover half of his face, his eyes flickering:
"Maybe, but is he out of control or really killing the dust? Who can tell..."

At this point, Prince Fuling suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head to look at the person who had just spoken:

"Your Highness...?"

At some point, a middle-aged man with a beard and wearing a black suit with a dragon pattern stood next to the group holding an umbrella.

Long Tao immediately asked, "Are you passing by too?"

With several eyes focused on him, the Second Prince smiled and said:
"...It seems that this reason has already been taken by someone else?"

After looking at the guard who appeared next to him and was bowing apologetically but failed to stop the Second Prince, Prince Yuanling turned his head back silently.

This shabby mansion might as well be turned into a scenic spot. What do you think this place is? You just run in there without any notification when something strange happens?
And at this moment, in Ji Li’s soul space.

The cognitive index was beating wildly, and he felt that the flesh trigger and the soul trigger were shaking wildly.

Those forces were erupting from the inside out, piling up layer by layer, penetrating deep into his soul while constantly penetrating the surface of his soul.

It's like constantly tearing a puzzle apart, breaking it up and putting it back together again.

"It's still a long way off... it's not enough..."

At this moment, the curse seal of the other world on his wrist was burning wildly, giving him a small wave of cognitive index from time to time.

The reminder sound of the Ascension Protocol kept coming to his ears, but he could feel that he was still a long way from the next level:

[Personality Entity: Deep Space Apostle]

It can continue.

He knew that the noise he was making at this moment was definitely quite loud, and there were probably quite a few onlookers outside.

But even if someone was constantly providing him with cognitive indexes, the cognitive index that was jumping like a waterfall had already dropped to double digits and was about to return to zero.

The crazy throbbing suddenly stopped.

Ji Li was stunned, a hint of regret flashed across his eyes:
The fifth dust, it seems that the journey has stopped here.

However, I heard that King Guling also killed the fifth dust... Even if it is not the ultimate, it is powerful enough. People should know when to stop.

A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly froze -

As the sound of the Ascension Protocol came to his ears, his cognitive index began to jump wildly.

[The human soul feels extremely happy about your existence]

[Your soul core is throbbing, and your connection with this world is deepening.]

【Cognitive Index +600】

What the hell is this?

……

The whole audience was silent.

At some point, the wind started to slow down.

The thunder seemed to echo in the distant sky, and the spiritual tide was still boiling, but it could not bring any perception.

All the reflections of the world gathered on that back, absorbing all the colors and emotions, and seemed to exclude the whole world outside, isolated from the world.

They looked at the tattered man who appeared in the center of the vision and swallowed hard.

"King Guling..."

(End of this chapter)