Douluo: Lord of Arms

Chapter 24 Spiritual Sea
Lin Xingyu sat upright on the bed, entering a meditative state. A faint red light appeared on his body, flowing slowly along his veins. He breathed evenly, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if resonating with the power of heaven and earth, and his body was trembling slightly.
He temporarily abandoned the awe-inspiring celestial visions of his meditation and quickly focused on his cultivation, multitasking. His mind was as calm as a lake, drawing on the power of heaven and earth while simultaneously tempering his qi and blood, sending shockwaves throughout his body.

Inside his body, soul power was like a wild torrent, surging freely through his meridians, and his life level was constantly sublimating through this dual practice.

The soul power surged violently, and strange phenomena appeared. Thunderous sounds came from the body, and each sound was like an passionate cry of soul power, shaking the meridians slightly.

At the same time, the power of Qi and blood roams throughout the body like a dragon, flowing along the skin, bones, internal organs, and meridians, making a deafening roar, full of vitality and strength. Wherever it goes, the body is radiant with vitality, completing a transformation from the inside out.

In Lin Xingyu's spiritual sea, all was silent, a mysterious and magnificent scene unfolding. He stood at the core of his spiritual world, his gaze fixed on the scarlet-gold lake of spiritual power.

Stepping into the sea of ​​spirit, Lin Xingyu saw the lake at a glance. It was like a shining star in the universe, emitting a soft and deep red-gold light, mysterious and ancient.

The lake surface rippled gently, each one carrying a trace of Lin Xingyu's spiritual cultivation. Through unremitting efforts and natural talent, his spiritual power reached the Spiritual Sea Realm, achieving a qualitative leap.

Looking up, the spiritual sea is now vast and boundless, with waves surging on the lake, like the surging ocean in reality, vast and boundless.

In the Spirit Sea Realm, the mind is like a vast ocean, and mental power reaches a high level, which is the cornerstone of becoming a strong person.

No matter whether they were top-tier mecha masters or soul masters, they had to reach this level to be able to carry up to five yellow souls, three purple souls, or one black soul.

A cold and murderous aura, like an invisible sharp blade, surged up from the bottom of the sea, instantly cutting through the peaceful atmosphere.

This breath is wrapped in the blood of ancient battlefields, making people feel cold all over, as if they are in a cruel battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying atmosphere enveloped the ocean, bringing a shudder deep into the soul, making people fear that the deep sea hides a terrifying existence that cannot be looked directly at.

At the same time, the majestic aura gathered like thunder, solemn and dignified, making people awe-inspiring and submissive, and deeply aware of their own insignificance.

And when these many auras intertwined, a strong aura of conquest swept over like a tsunami.

In an instant, Lin Xingyu's spiritual power surged like a comet, crashing into the barrier of the Spiritual Sea Realm. The seemingly solid boundary instantly crumbled under the impact of the surging force. After the breakthrough, his spiritual power, like a wild horse unbridled, surged towards a higher level at lightning speed.

Five hundred... five hundred and fifty-six... six hundred and twenty-six... six hundred and eighty-two...

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xingyu's spiritual power broke through the 800-point mark! In truth, he had long been at the peak of the Spiritual Realm, but had long been constrained by the bottleneck of breaking through. Now, he had finally succeeded. At the critical moment, the ball of light symbolizing his martial spirit plummeted without warning above the Sea of ​​Spirit, plunging into the crimson-gold lake of spiritual power with a "plop." In an instant, the two auras merged like a torrent, tightly connected.

For a moment, the domineering power of conquest, the bloody slaughter, the fury of destruction, the chilling chill of death, and the insane chaos of madness—all sorts of extremely terrifying auras madly overflowed, intertwining and colliding with each other. The stench of iron and blood, the scorching heat of knife and fire, also fiercely blended and surged in the spiritual realm, permeating the air with a terrifying atmosphere of doomsday.

Surprisingly, the martial spirit, originally clad in icy armor, was being infused with mysterious power and was undergoing a dramatic transformation. Enveloped in the crimson-gold waters of the lake, something within the martial spirit seemed to be vigorously growing.

A shadowy figure flickered within, appearing and disappearing. It was actually Lin Xingyu. He seemed to be struggling, transforming, trying to break free from his constraints and fully take shape.

But at that crucial moment, everything came to a sudden halt, as if forcibly contained by an invisible hand. The violent surge gradually subsided, and the thing about to be born failed at the last moment, and all returned to calm.

Just a little bit! His martial spirit failed to evolve successfully!
Lin Xingyu couldn't help but feel a little sorry!

Lin Xingyu's consciousness was hazy, his soul transported back to the chaotic military camp of his second life. All around him, the sounds of slaughter shook the heavens, war horses neighed, and meteors streaked across the night sky, carrying a destructive aura. Not far away, martial arts masters charged fiercely, blood splattering everywhere, the cruelty of war on full display.

He suddenly realized that his deep desire for glory and conquest had never been extinguished. It was for this reason that at the age of twelve, he followed his father to the battlefield, determined to achieve success and not afraid of dying on the battlefield.

After some inner struggle, Lin Xingyu accepted his true self and finally understood that martial spirit is a reflection of the soul and the embodiment of inner desire and strength.

Lin Xingyu was immersed in deep meditation, isolated from the noise of the outside world. He carefully felt the changes in his body, every inch of skin, bone, and meridian undergoing a transformation of accumulated strength and sublimated soul.

In an instant, the boundary between him and his spirit vanished, the two merging into one. At this moment, his spirit became the embodiment of his soul and will, and he became a living reflection of it.

This wondrous fusion allowed Lin Xingyu to experience his martial soul's true form in advance, touching the edge of a higher level of power. In this rare opportunity, he grasped the mystery of power fusion, uniting his Qi, blood, soul, and mental strength, and activating the power of his martial soul's origin, all driven by the will to "conquer everything."

Eventually, deep meditation gave rise to his own soul skill. When activated, with the help of his "high-dimensional vision", Lin Xingyu unified all his strength and launched a powerful attack, which would instill fear and submission in the enemies struck.

This soul skill is similar to the skills of King of the World, and both have the power to shock the enemy. However, his strength is limited, and he cannot pry open the origin of his martial soul, so he can only draw out a trace of breath.

When it was bright, Lin Xingyu ended his meditation and checked his condition.

(End of this chapter)