Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Abyss Sword, Peerless Prodigy

Chapter 49 The Path to Soul Cultivation! The Opportunity at the Angel Shrine!

Three days after Yu Yuanzhen left, the Spirit Hall returned to its usual tranquility.

Within the Sword Heart Secret Realm, Lin Han sat cross-legged on the ancient sword platform, his white robes spread out, and the Dragon Abyss Sword lay horizontally in front of him.

Three soul rings.

Yellow, purple, and black.

The black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring pulsated slowly around him, radiating a powerful aura of thunder, which shone brightly against the light of the ancient sword patterns on the sword platform.

After enduring Yu Yuanzhen's oppressive aura, Lin Han's soul power underwent a subtle change.

Although that attack caused him minor injuries, it also gave him a more direct understanding of the power of a Title Douluo.

Under the stimulation of this "oppressive memory," the efficiency of the Quasi-Demigod Dragon Abyss Meditation Method actually increased a few points.

"Level 38 Peak —"

Lin Han slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light disappearing from them.

He could clearly feel that there was only a thin barrier between him and level thirty-nine.

At the current rate of cultivation, he should be able to break through in five days at most.

Lin Han.

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Qian Daoliu's voice came from the entrance of the secret realm, ancient yet gentle.

Lin Han stood up and bowed respectfully: "Disciple greets Grandmaster."

Qian Daoliu slowly walked into the secret realm, his gaze falling on the ancient sword platform. He nodded slightly: "The sword patterns of the Sword Heart Secret Realm have completely merged with you. If you continue to cultivate, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Lin Han's heart skipped a beat: "What does Master mean—?"

"Follow me." Qian Daoliu turned around, his white robes as white as snow, his steps calm and composed.

Lin Han followed immediately without hesitation.

The two walked one after the other through a hidden passage deep within the Sword Heart Secret Realm. The rock walls on both sides of the passage were carved with ancient angel patterns, radiating a faint holy golden light. The deeper they went, the denser the soul power became, and they could even smell a trace of divinity in the air.

"Where is this—" A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Han's eyes.

"The Angel Shrine," Qian Daoliu said calmly, "is the core inheritance site of the Spirit Hall, where the divine tablet and relics of the Angel God are enshrined. Ordinary disciples are not even qualified to approach it, and even Title Douluo are not allowed to enter without my permission."

Lin Han felt a chill run down his spine.

He had heard of the Angel Shrine in novels from his previous life, but he never imagined that he would actually step into it himself.

At the end of the passage, a huge stone door slowly opened.

Beyond the stone gate lay a spacious, circular hall. The hall's dome soared into the clouds, inlaid with countless fist-sized luminous soul stones, radiating a soft and sacred light, like an inverted starry sky.

In the very center of the main hall stood a statue of an angel ten zhang tall. The statue was carved entirely from milky-white angel jade, with outstretched wings, a compassionate yet majestic face, and hands holding a long sword radiating light, the tip of which pointed directly at the dome.

Beneath the statue, a massive golden phantom of a spirit ring slowly rotated, radiating a terrifying divine pressure.

"This is... the inherited soul ring of the Angel God?" Lin Han's pupils contracted slightly.

"No." Qian Daoliu shook his head. "This is just the illusory aura of the statue itself, not the real soul ring. The true inheritance of the Angel God is hidden within that lightsaber."

He raised his hand and pointed to the lightsaber held in the statue's hands.

Lin Han followed his finger and saw that the light sword was formed entirely of pure light power, with dense divine runes engraved on its blade. Each rune was slowly flowing, as if it were alive.

"The inheritance of the Angel God is divided into three stages," Qian Daoliu said solemnly. "The first stage is sword intent resonance. You need to resonate with the lightsaber using your sword intent, allowing it to recognize your talent and character. If you can't do this, the subsequent inheritance is out of the question."

"The second stage is divine rune tempering. The divine runes in the lightsaber will flow into your body, tempering your meridians, bones, and flesh, allowing your physical body to reach the strength to bear divine power."

"The third stage is the infusion of soul power. The statue will infuse your body with the radiant soul power it has accumulated over thousands of years, helping you break through the bottleneck and reach the Soul Master level, or even higher."

Lin Han took a deep breath, a burning light flashing in his eyes.

Straight to the Soul Master level, or even higher!

This is exactly what he needs right now.

"Master, how should I begin?" Lin Han asked, bowing.

Qian Daoliu smiled slightly: "Sit cross-legged in front of the statue, close your eyes, and release your sword intent, letting it communicate with the lightsaber. Remember, don't force it, don't be impatient. What the Angel God recognizes is pure sword heart, not brute force."

Lin Han nodded and walked to the front of the statue as instructed, then sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and banished all distracting thoughts from his head.

The Quasi-Demigod Longyuan Meditation Technique slowly circulated, the Longyuan Sword hummed gently on his knees, and the sword intent flowed out of his body like a clear spring, extending towards the light sword held by the statue's hands.

At first, the lightsaber did not react.

Lin Han remained calm and continued to release his sword intent, maintaining a peaceful and pure state of mind.

Time passes little by little.

One incense stick, two incense sticks, half an hour —

Just as Lin Han's sword intent was about to be exhausted, the lightsaber suddenly glowed slightly!

A thin, golden ray of light extended from the lightsaber and gently touched Lin Han's brow.

boom-!!!

Lin Han felt a huge shock in his mind, and countless images flooded in like a tide.

He saw the angel god, he saw the ancient divine war, he saw the angel god's heroic figure suppressing countless demons with the power of a single sword.

Those images flashed by, but they left a deep imprint on Lin Han's heart.

"Sword Intent Resonance—Success!"

Qian Daoliu stood to the side, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He had thought it would take Lin Han at least a whole day to resonate with the lightsaber, but he didn't expect it to take less than an hour.

This talent for swordsmanship is simply heaven-defying!

The divine runes on the lightsaber began to flow slowly, one after another detaching from the blade and flying towards Lin Han.

The first divine rune entered Lin Han's chest. He felt a warm yet powerful force surge into his body, his meridians widened instantly, his bones made a slight cracking sound, and his flesh was being re-tempered.

The second, the third, the fourth —

Divine runes surged into Lin Han's body one after another, tempering every inch of his physical form.

The feeling wasn't painful; instead, it was pleasant, as if the whole body was being purified and elevated.

Lin Han could clearly feel that the strength of his physical body was increasing at a visible rate. His body, which had been tempered by whale glue for ten thousand years, had become more resilient and transparent, as if every cell had been infused with the power of light.

"Such powerful divine runes—"

Lin Han sighed inwardly, and activated the Quasi-Demigod Dragon Abyss Meditation Technique at full power, guiding the power of the divine runes to circulate within his body, thoroughly integrating them into his flesh and bones.

All nine divine runes disappeared into Lin Han's body.

His physical body underwent a qualitative leap at that moment.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with satisfaction: "Nine divine runes—the Angel God actually bestowed nine divine runes! When I received the inheritance, I only received six. Lin Han, your talent far exceeds my expectations!"

Before the words were finished, the lightsaber held by the statue in both hands suddenly burst out with dazzling light!

A thick golden beam of light shot out from the lightsaber and pierced straight into the top of Lin Han's head!

Soul power infusion begins!

Lin Han felt a vast and incomparable surge of luminous soul power enter his body, like a rushing river, washing over his meridians.

Dantian, Soul Ring.

The soul power barrier at the peak of level 38 shattered instantly under the impact of this torrent!

Level 39!

Mid-stage level 39!

Peak level 39!

Level 40 Soul Master!!!

boom-!!!

Lin Han's aura suddenly surged, and a brand-new black soul ring slowly condensed beneath his feet!

The fourth spirit ring is a 30,000-year-old black one!

This was a divinely bestowed soul ring upon him, formed by combining his own Dragon Abyss Sword with the angel god's blessing!

Moreover, his soul power continues to rise!

Level 40: Mid-game, Late-game, Peak —

Level 41!

Level 42!

In the end, his soul power steadily settled at level 42 Soul Master!

Lin Han slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of golden and lightning light, his aura calm yet domineering.

Yellow, purple, black, black.

Four spirit rings pulsed slowly around him, radiating a chilling aura.

Level 42 Soul Master!

The Dragon Abyss Sword hummed softly on his lap, the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword Embryo completely fused with the angelic divine runes, and the golden light on the sword was purer and more dazzling than before.

"Level 42—" Lin Han murmured softly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

From level 38 to level 42, breaking through four levels in a row, he directly entered the Soul Sect!

This opportunity and this gain far exceeded his expectations.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Qian Daoliu laughed loudly, repeatedly saying "Good!" His eyes were filled with pride and satisfaction: "A level 42 Soul Master, with a yellow, purple, and black Soul Ring configuration, enhanced by two ten-thousand-year black rings, and tempered by the Angelic Divine Rune! Lin Han, you now have the power to fight even a level 60 Soul Emperor!"

Lin Han stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the surging soul power and powerful physique within him, his heart filled with joy.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master." He bowed deeply, his tone sincere.

"No need to thank me, you earned this yourself."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, his tone gentle, "The Angel God has recognized you and bestowed nine divine runes upon you. This honor is unprecedented. From now on, you are the true successor of my Spirit Hall, and the future position of Pope may very well be handed to you."

Lin Han's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "This disciple dares not aspire to the position of Pope, but only wishes to protect the Spirit Hall with his sword and live up to the cultivation of my grandmaster and teacher."

Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

He turned and walked towards the exit of the shrine, leaving behind the words: "Go back and consolidate your cultivation. Once you have fully digested the power of the divine runes, I will give you new guidance."

"Your disciple obeys."

Lin Han watched Qian Daoliu leave, then sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

Reaching level 42 Soul Master is just the beginning.

His path in swordsmanship is still long.

This opportunity at the Temple of Angels will become another cornerstone for his future ascent to the pinnacle.