Douluo Continent: The True Self of Martial Soul, Infinite Awakening

Extreme light and extreme darkness collided violently within Ye Yuan's body as the vortex of fortune surged in.

This is not a derivative of soul power, but rather the potential of this body, which has been cruelly tempered, being unearthed under the catalysis of a massive amount of luck.

The dazzling white light, carrying the sacred aura of creation and rebirth, frantically repaired and nourished his bones and organs.

The deep black flames, however, carried pure destruction and corrosion, mercilessly tearing apart the newly formed cells in an instant.

Destruction, rebirth, destruction again, rebirth again.

The clash between light and darkness turned Ye Yuan's body into the cruelest battlefield.

Muscle fibers stretched in the white light and then broke apart inch by inch in the black flames; blood boiled and evaporated, and a teeth-grinding squeezing sound came from the bone marrow.

This kind of tempering, which goes deep into the genetic level, is a thousand times more painful than his own death on the cliff behind the mountain.

Ye Yuan sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, his jaw clenched tightly, his jaw muscles bulging, and bright red blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, which evaporated into blood mist before it could drip.

But he didn't let out a single scream.

His eyes remained wide open, the pupils reflecting the interplay of light and darkness surrounding him.

As an extreme sports fanatic who once disregarded life and death, he was all too familiar with the sensory stimulation of walking on the edge of death.

He even separated a part of his consciousness to calmly feel the increased density of every muscle after it was torn and reassembled, and to feel his internal organs becoming as tough as iron under the tempering of light and darkness.

Pain is nothing more than an electrical signal transmitted from bodily functions to the brain. As long as willpower can override the body, pain is the best yardstick for measuring evolution.

The enormous phantom of the "id" in mid-air roared silently to the sky.

The golden aura that filled the sky was finally swallowed up. The original brilliant golden luster on the surface of the phantom gradually subsided, and in its place, two deep halos, one white and one black, appeared.

These two halos connect end to end, slowly flowing around the illusory image of the "true self," endlessly regenerating and repeating.

The dark, leaden clouds in the sky, having lost their support, were quickly dispersed by the howling wind.

Sunlight once again shone on the battered training ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several whooshing sounds rang out in succession.

The massive body of the Poison Immortal crashed first onto the edge of the formation, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Following closely behind were several sect elders whose auras were as deep as the ocean.

Du Bu Si stared intently at the center of the formation.

As the dust settled, Ye Yuan remained in a cross-legged position. His gray short jacket had long since turned to ashes in the storm of light and darkness, revealing his bare upper body.

The six-year-old child's body was not broad, but at this moment, every inch of his skin shone with a warm, jade-like luster, and beneath his skin, black and white light flowed alternately.

His well-proportioned muscles conceal a breathtaking explosive power.

Ye Yuan slowly stood up. He took a deep breath, his chest expanded, and the surrounding air emitted a faint sonic boom.

He raised his head, his clear black and white eyes calmly gazing at the horrified crowd before him. His gaze was clear, showing no trace of the madness or weakness that came from having just experienced excruciating pain.

Poison Undying's chest heaved violently a few times.

This level 98 Super Douluo, who was renowned throughout the continent, strode forward and slammed his broad, rough hand heavily onto Ye Yuan's shoulder.

Upon touching it, it feels firm and warm, its vital energy like that of a dormant dragon.

Without any further ado, Du Busi suddenly turned around and faced the hundreds of Body Sect members who had been lying on the ground under the previous pressure and were now recovering from the shock.

He grabbed Ye Yuan's wrist and lifted him high into the air.

"Look carefully, everyone!" Poison Undying's voice, carrying immense soul power, echoed like rolling thunder throughout every mountain peak of the Body Sect.

"From this day forward, Ye Yuan shall be the young master of my Body Sect! From now on, he shall inherit the Body Seed, and all members of the sect shall regard him as they would regard this old man!"

After a brief silence, deafening cheers erupted from the edge of the training ground.

The gray-clad orphans blushed and screamed at the top of their lungs.

The way they looked at Ye Yuan was no longer just fear, but a fanatical fascination, as if he were a totem.

The madman who had defeated them all became the young master, which meant that these helpless orphans now truly had a pillar of support within the sect.

Those members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard all lowered their heads deeply at this moment, and no one dared to show the slightest resentment.

Faced with that earth-shattering awakening image, the pride brought by bloodline has been crushed.

Yu Tao stood behind Du Busi, rubbing his eyes vigorously with his large hands, which were big enough to crush steel. Several white-haired elders beside him also looked up at the sky that had cleared up again.

The Body Sect has a successor, and that successor is a peerless prodigy who will one day be able to trample the entire continent under his feet.

"Deacons of all peaks, lead your disciples to disperse! Members of the Elders' Hall, proceed to the Council Hall!"

With a wave of his hand, Du Bu Si used his soul power to envelop Ye Yuan, lifting him up from the ground and heading straight for the summit of the main peak, with several elders following closely behind.

Inside the council hall.

The heavy sandalwood doors slammed shut, and the interior of the hall was brightly lit, but this light did not come from the ever-burning lamps, but from overhead.

Elder Qian, who was in charge of the sect's logistics, looked up at the huge, extremely glaring hole above the main hall, with its edges cracked in a radial pattern.

That was the masterpiece left behind when Poison Immortal, upon sensing the strange phenomenon, rushed out of the main hall and smashed the dome with his bare body.

Elder Qian's eyes and mouth twitched violently. The dome of this hall was made of ten-thousand-year-old black ice stone mixed with deep-sea silver, with amazing defensive power and an astronomical cost.

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and was about to complain to Poison Undying about the repair costs.

But his gaze fell on Ye Yuan, who was standing next to Du Busi.

The boy stood there calmly. Although he was only six years old, he stood among a group of fierce-looking Title Douluos, yet his aura was in no way inferior.

That body, shimmering with black and white light, was the most perfect masterpiece of the Body Sect.

Elder Qian swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. His twitching lips slowly turned upwards into an incredibly bright smile, and the pent-up anger in his chest instantly vanished.

To hell with the dome! With such a monstrous young master, even if the sect leader dismantles the entire main peak just to hear the sound, I, Qian, will personally hand him the hammer!

Poison Undying sat imposingly on the obsidian throne at the head of the table, leaning forward, his eerie green eyes fixed on Ye Yuan.

"Kid, tell me. What exactly happened with your original martial spirit? The Light and Dark Tempering just now, and that awakening that directly jumped to the Silver level..."

The elders immediately held their breath and pricked up their ears.

Ye Yuan looked around and raised his right hand, palm up.

In the flickering light, a tiny phantom of the "self," only an inch tall, condensed in the palm of the hand, with black and white halos slowly swirling around it.

"My martial spirit is the embodiment of my own body and soul. The awakening just now was my martial spirit instinctively drawing upon the scattered fortune of the sect to cleanse it." Ye Yuan looked directly into Poison Undying's eyes.

"Silver and gold are not the end of one's martial soul. Light and darkness tempering is only the initial release of the body's potential."

Ye Yuan slowly closed his five fingers, crushing the illusory image, his tone as calm as if he were stating a trivial matter.

"As long as there is a sufficiently large amount of Qi as fuel, my martial soul can undergo an unlimited second awakening."

boom--

These words were like a ten-million-ton guided missile that exploded in the council hall.

Infinite Second Awakening!

These words echoed wildly in the minds of all the elders. Every awakening of the original martial soul was a doubling of the physical body's limits.

Even just one awakening is enough to challenge opponents of higher levels.

If he could awaken infinitely... just how powerful would his physical body become? Could he tear through the void with his bare hands? Could his physical body withstand a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonball?

Elder Qian gripped the armrest of the chair tightly, his fingernails digging deep scratches into the hard wood; Yu Tao's breathing was heavy, like a giant bear pulling a bellows, his eyes bloodshot.

What did they see?

They witnessed the Iron Hooves of the Body Sect trample through the walls of Shrek City, saw the ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest howling under the young master's fists, and saw the entire Douluo Continent trembling under the pressure of the Body Sect!

Dominating the continent is no longer a pipe dream, but only a matter of time.

On the main seat, Poison Undying gripped the armrests tightly with both hands, crushing the hard obsidian into powder.

He was, after all, a Super Douluo, with a temperament far exceeding that of ordinary people, and was the first to break free from this frenzy.

"You lot, get out of here first. Seal off the main peak. Anyone who approaches will be killed without mercy." Poison Undying's eyes turned incredibly sharp as he swept over the elders present.

The elders were jolted awake and immediately realized that this matter concerned the sect's top secrets, and there was absolutely no room for leakage.

Without any objection, they quickly turned around and left the main hall, resealing the gate and personally setting up a tight net around the perimeter.

In the empty hall, only Du Busi and Ye Yuan remained.

Poison Undying stood up, his tall figure walking step by step toward Ye Yuan. He looked down at the child who had just turned six, his voice deep.

"Boy, there are no outsiders here now. Tell me, besides infinite awakening, just how far can your martial soul's ability to draw upon destiny go?"

Ye Yuan did not answer immediately. He looked at the senior in front of him who had brought him back to the sect and provided him with countless resources.

In the original novel of Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect, Du Busi's ending was not good. He was trapped at the limit of his cultivation and ultimately perished for the sake of his sect and country.

Now that he has been given a second chance at life and has experienced the karma of the Body Sect, he naturally wants to change everything.

Ye Yuan tilted his head slightly.

"Sect Master, do you want to break through your limits? I have a way."

Poison Undying's steps abruptly stopped, his eerie green eyes contracted sharply, and his withered facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

The phrase "breaking the limit" has been his inner demon for decades.

As a level 98 Super Douluo, he seemed to stand at the pinnacle of the continent, but he knew that if he wanted to take another step forward and condense a second soul core, it would be a matter of life and death.

The process of condensing the two soul cores in symmetry is accompanied by terrifying spatial tearing force. Given his current physical condition, he could easily explode and die if he is not careful.

"How arrogant!" Poison Immortal took a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in his voice.

"The biggest obstacle to condensing the second soul core lies in the spatial tearing caused by the collision of two extreme forces within the body." Ye Yuan's speech remained steady, yet every word hit the nail on the head. "This is the repulsion between the laws of heaven and earth."

He took a step forward, closing in on Du Bu Si's gaze.

"My martial soul can control destiny. Destiny is the will of this world. When you are ready to condense your soul core, I can bestow upon you all the destiny accumulated by the Body Sect over millions of years, as well as the destiny of heaven and earth that I myself draw upon."

Ye Yuan raised his hand and pointed to the boundless sky beyond the broken dome above his head.

"Use the power of destiny to forcefully suppress the spatial tear. Make the laws of heaven and earth make way for your soul core to condense under the pressure of destiny."

"But before that, we have something extremely important to do."

Ye Yuan looked into the distance, towards the Star Luo Empire.