Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 200 The True God of Time and Space, Level Nine Soul Tools are Really Difficult!
Spirit world.

The soft, hazy light distorted, vaguely reflecting a magnificent palace. Countless priests stood on both sides like servants, while a figure stood in front of the palace.

Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed.

Just now, he seemed to feel a strange fluctuation, as if someone had forcibly torn something out of his body and then stuffed it back in. The pulling and tugging made him feel extremely unfriendly.

It's like the scene where he manipulates his daughter.

But the feeling came too strangely and quickly subsided. Even though he was a god-king, he had no clue about the source of the power.

"Oh dear, I've wandered a bit too far today..." The God of Destruction, leading a three-headed divine dog, leisurely strolled around Tang San's house on a cloud, his smiling expression quite irritating.

"My wife told me to take a walk after dinner, so we stopped by the Sea God's Palace on the way. Sigh, I hope the Sea God won't mind?"

"..."

Tang San stared coldly at Destruction, his fists clenching tightly.

A group of priests stood guard behind him.

The atmosphere was tense, but Destruction leisurely headed back in the direction it was going to return to, completely ignoring Tang San.

It's like a daily routine to come and bother Tang San's temple.

Destruction, which had always been at a disadvantage against Tang San, was not about to let the opportunity slip by now that it had one.

"He must have sensed something..."

Watching Destruction's departing figure, Tang San narrowed his eyes and his voice turned cold.

The persona he cultivated in the divine realm was that of a loving husband and doting father, an easygoing person with a touch of tea fragrance, which effortlessly drew the God of Life and other neutral elemental gods to his side.

But once his persona collapses, not only will the Goddess of Life immediately turn against him, but he will most likely not even be able to protect himself from the elemental gods. His foundation in the divine realm is unstable, and among the Seven Devils, he is the strongest, while the others are only at the second level of gods.

Therefore, if one wants to ascend to the highest position in the divine realm, one must plan for the future... For example, the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings are two natural pieces of fat meat that no one in the divine realm wants, so he will take them.

I just don't know how well the divine sense manipulation in the lower realm is going.

He trusted his clone quite a bit, after all, apart from its strength, its intelligence and way of thinking all came from himself, the God-King.

Thinking of this, Tang San curled the corners of his mouth and thought, "Let's see what it means to be a dimensional destroyer, kid."

It was as if another time and space had overlapped.

A man with long black hair sat upright on an ancient-looking seat with his eyes slightly closed. Directly opposite him floated a huge golden wheel, its entire surface shimmering with a molten gold-like luster. It was tens of thousands of feet in diameter, its shape ancient and solemn, like an ancient cosmic coordinate. Intricate patterns were carved on it, yet it turned gently like flowing water, the patterns constantly evolving.

Suddenly, a dim, ambiguous light flashed from somewhere on the giant roulette wheel, catching the black-haired man's attention.

"what……"

The black-haired man let out a soft "hmm," and a fleeting image seemed to flash in his deep pupils.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The black-haired man laughed heartily, a hint of excitement in his expression: "Interesting little fellow, not bad, you can travel through time and space even before becoming a god, aren't you going to steal my job?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Fine, you are too weak for now to bear the consequences of this disruption of time and space. I will correct your course for now."

Having said that, he lightly tapped the golden roulette wheel with his finger.

That dim, uncertain light gradually disappeared, and the surrounding patterns seemed to return to normal, continuing their orderly operation in sync with the long, drawn-out sound. "Buzz..."

The black-haired man glanced listlessly at the giant golden plate, his fingertips tapping silently: "I hope you can live up to expectations. Those old fogies from the divine realm have all left, and I want to retire too. I really don't want to work this damn job for even a second longer..."

……

"A level nine soul-guided core formation, this is really difficult..."

In the laboratory.

Su Wen leaned back, his head resting on the chair, looking lost. Only now did he realize that Jing Hongchen's Red Dust Protection was really simple, without any core technology. No wonder he dared to give it to Shrek Academy.

When he actually encountered a level nine soul tool, even a relatively basic long-range soul cannon, it made his scalp tingle.

"Disaster……"

Xuan Ziwen's lips twitched slightly.

"There are twelve core interconnected formations in total, and you've already created three in just one week. Those are the three most difficult ones, and you call that difficult?"

"Time is money..." Su Wen shook his head and said.

It wasn't until he disassembled the humanoid soul-guided mech that he realized his shortcomings in array formation. Just as he had predicted, the difficulty of array formation for humanoid soul-guided devices lies in fusion, which is the classic array "linkage".

Because the more advanced the humanoid soul-guided mecha, the more power and arrays it needs to store within a smaller volume. The first humanoid soul-guided mecha he made in imitation was far from reaching the size of a battle armor; the few interconnected core arrays alone were enormous...

Soul tools before level nine are more focused on independence. Even with a single core formation, they can support the power of a soul tool. Even if there are occasional innovative linked formations, they are based on improvements and optimizations on the basics.

But level nine soul tools are different.

Its starting point is at least five or more level nine soul guide core formations. This is a bit of a headache for Su Wen, who has been cheating all the way up, as if he got a perfect score on a questionnaire by doing extreme practice questions. Because he has been using only a single soul guide core formation to carve the most perfect masterpiece all the way up, and has rarely studied the combination.

After all, his purpose was only to understand soul tools, and he had no intention of applying what he learned to other situations.

Therefore, their knowledge of collaboration is pitifully small, and their experience is almost nonexistent.

"Why didn't you remind me back then..." Su Wen scratched his head and said.

Xuan Ziwen: “…”

"Actually, I didn't even have time to remind you, who would have thought you'd already reached the ninth level of Soul Master."

“Although this humanoid soul-guided mech is only at the eighth tier, it’s enough for our research,” Xuan Ziwen said quietly as he looked around and, seeing that no one was around.

"Its exquisite connection to the Dao is enough to represent the most advanced technology of the Sun Moon Empire, but it also represents difficulty! Even many level nine soul tools are not as complicated as it. If you can master this, I think you can still make the battle armor you mentioned earlier. Of course, you can make the first generation of battle armor first and then upgrade it slowly."

"By the way, when you were summoned by Mingde Hall, did you... reveal any flaws?" Su Wen asked with a smile.

"Hehe, it's just a routine investigation, what trouble could there be?" Xuan Ziwen shook his head.

"Also, I revised the data on metal forging and submitted it."

"They glanced at it twice and then tossed it aside..."

Xuan Ziwen smiled slyly.

(End of this chapter)