Douluo Continent: Apollo, the Sun God King!

Lin Yaoyang took a deep breath and sat cross-legged beside the corpse of the Crimson Flame Earth Dragon. He closed his eyes and guided the purple soul ring toward him.

The moment the spirit ring touched his body, a warm energy surged into him, flowing through his meridians. Although the energy was immense, it was not violent; instead, it possessed a gentle and approachable quality, as if it were actively cooperating with his absorption.

Snow Empress and Ice Empress stood on either side of him, watching their surroundings warily.

"A two-thousand-year-old spirit ring is certainly no problem for him," Hyotei said in a low voice, "but I'm still a little worried."

Xue Di nodded gently: "His physical strength is sufficient, and his foundation is solid. He'll be fine."

Time passed second by second.

Lin Yaoyang's brows furrowed occasionally, but quickly relaxed again. Under his guidance, the purple soul ring slowly merged into his body, its light gradually dimming.

More than half an hour later.

Lin Yaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a blazing golden light flashed across them.

He let out a long breath and stood up.

With a thought, a purple soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet and began to revolve around his body.

The first ring in a millennium!

Lin Yaoyang clenched his fist, feeling the surging new life force within his body.

The whale gelatin, snow lotus, and ginseng he had consumed over the years had now become the most solid foundation, supporting him in crossing the threshold of absorbing a thousand-year soul ring.

His soul power jumped directly to level fifteen!

Ice Emperor leaned closer, looking Lin Yaoyang up and down, carefully sensing his aura. His face lit up with a smile: "Good lad! Your first spirit ring is already a thousand years old, skipping directly to level fifteen. Your cultivation speed would scare countless people to death if word got out!"

Lin Yaoyang chuckled.

Xue Di stepped forward, reached out and patted his head, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Yaoyang, how are you feeling? What is your first soul skill?"

Lin Yaoyang closed his eyes, sensing the information about the newly acquired soul skills.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.

"Sister Xue'er, I feel like my whole body is full of power!" he said excitedly. "My first soul skill, I've named it True Flame Burst!"

"True Flame Burst?" Hyotei asked curiously, "What's the effect?"

Lin Yaoyang explained, "After use, it unleashes fiery true energy that can burn and repel all surrounding enemies. At the same time..."

His smile grew even brighter.

"It also provides me with a 100% boost to all my attributes!"

The words fell.

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress were both stunned.

"What did you say?" Hyotei's eyes widened. "Repel the enemy... and with a buff?"

Even the Snow Empress was slightly moved: "A 100% increase in all attributes?"

Lin Yaoyang nodded vigorously, and a purple soul ring flashed around him, confirming the truth of his words.

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

One soul skill, two effects.

Moreover, one of these effects is control, and the other is amplification.

Controlling enemies is one thing, and repelling nearby enemies is indeed useful in close combat. But that amplification...

A 100% increase in all attributes.

What does this mean?

This means that Lin Yaoyang can activate this soul skill at crucial moments in battle, instantly doubling his combat power. Whether it's offense or defense, speed or strength, everything is increased by a factor of two.

Moreover, this increase will be synchronized with the increase of his soul power.

Once he reaches the level of Soul Douluo, Title Douluo... this 100% boost will make him the undisputed overlord among those of the same level.

"This soul skill is truly terrifying," Ice Emperor murmured.

Xue Di didn't speak, but gently picked up Lin Yaoyang and kissed him on the forehead.

"Well done, Xiaoyang."

Lin Yaoyang was a little embarrassed by the kiss.

"Sister Xue'er, I'll be even better in the future!"

"Yes." Xue Di smiled. "I believe you."

"Let's go back."

Hyotei leaned over and snatched Lin Yaoyang from Xue Di's arms: "Let me hold him! This kid is a treasure now, I have to share in his joy!"

Lin Yaoyang was held in Hyotei's arms, feeling the warmth emanating from that small body, and couldn't help but smile.

"Sister Bing'er, didn't you say it was humid and hot here and very uncomfortable?"

"It's uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt when I'm holding you," Hyotei said matter-of-factly. "You're so warm, it just balances it out."

Xue Di chuckled and shook her head.

The three of them took to the air and flew north.

……

Spirit world.

The gates of the Forbidden Temple slowly opened.

A tall, slender figure emerged from the darkness, his long blue hair gleaming softly in the sunlight of the divine realm.

But on that angular face, there was no sunlight at the moment; it was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Tang San took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

Six days.

He was locked up in that dilapidated solitary confinement cell for a full six days!

One day in the God Realm is equivalent to one year in the mortal realm. In these six days, six years have already passed on the Douluo Continent.

Six years is enough time for a lot to happen. That Douluo Continent consciousness is definitely not going to just sit idly by and do nothing.

"Tang San".

A purple figure appeared before him; it was the God of Destruction.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face. "Be more careful next time, don't neglect your duties again. Otherwise..."

He paused, his smile deepening.

"So, I'm getting another six days of confinement."

Tang San's temples throbbed, and veins on his forehead bulged.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger within him, and squeezed out three words through gritted teeth: "I—know—".

The God of Destruction nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave. But his leisurely departing figure, hands behind his back, looked more like he was gloating.

Tang San snorted coldly, no longer looking at him, and with a flash, flew towards the Sea God Temple.

The most important thing right now is to quickly check on the situation in Douluo Continent.

……

Poseidon Temple.

This is a magnificent building shrouded in a blue halo, with sparkling blue crystals forming the main body of the palace.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the palace appears and disappears, like a mirage.

As soon as Tang San landed on the plaza in front of the temple, a pink-clad figure eagerly came to greet him.

"elder brother!"

Xiao Wu wore a pink dress, her long hair styled into a long scorpion braid that hung gently down her back. Her delicate, slender, fair neck and the cinched waist of the dress perfectly outlined her captivating figure.

With a faint smile on her beautiful face, she stepped forward, took Tang San's arm, and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

"Brother, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!"

Feeling the softness and warmth of the person beside him, a hint of helpless doting finally appeared on Tang San's gloomy face. He reached out and put his arm around Xiao Wu's waist, and whispered, "Alright, I'm back."

Xiao Wu looked up, reached out and stroked Tang San's face, and asked softly, "Brother, when you came back just now, you looked unhappy. Did the God of Destruction make things difficult for you?"