Chapter 169 The Call of the Gods.
Wu Xuan subconsciously looked up at the sky, even though there was nothing above Seagod Island. In that instant, his eyes seemed to become completely clear, his seemingly gentle gaze seemingly able to penetrate everything.
Even Elder Mu and Elder Xuan were drawn to Wu Xuan's gaze. At this moment, Wu Xuan seemed to have entered an extremely strange state, in which everything around him became extremely slow, as if frozen.
This state did not last long; Wu Xuan lowered his head again, his gaze becoming peaceful. However, in those short ten seconds, he seemed to have undergone a complete transformation.
After his spiritual world and soul power had further perfectly merged, he seemed to hear a call, the source unknown, simply guiding him to look towards the sky.
He vaguely seemed to see another world, and the call was ethereal, yet it brought him an indescribable sense of wonder.
At this moment, Ice Emperor and Tianmeng within Wu Xuan's spiritual sea were beyond excited, for just a moment, Wu Xuan had clearly sensed the God Realm they had longed for.
Returning to his senses, Wu Xuan murmured to himself, recalling the scene just now, "Was that the God Realm? I didn't expect to sense its location so quickly."
Wu Xuan took a deep breath to compose himself, not losing his composure. He had to take things one step at a time; he had only just broken through to Soul Emperor, and the road ahead was long.
Wu Xuan looked at the brilliant silver vortex that had formed before him, and even a single glance felt as if his soul was being sucked into it. The solid silver vortex contained endless darkness and depth, as well as endless unknowns. He couldn't perceive the vast amount of soul power stored within.
On the surface of the vortex, fine purple ripples rippled, gradually coalescing into a strange spear, clearly a miniature version of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
Wu Xuan had a strange feeling, a subtle connection between himself and this brilliant silver vortex.
He succeeded; he successfully condensed his own soul core at the Soul Emperor cultivation level.
However, his soul power and the spiritual power in his two spiritual seas were almost completely drained. He used up two of the primordial light clusters stored by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, and nearly a third of the primordial soul power stored by the Ice Emperor on him. But it was all worth it.
After constructing the soul core, Wu Xuan felt that the depleted soul power in his body recovered several times faster than before.
But at this moment, he couldn't think about these things. His immediate priority was to guide the soul core to merge into himself.
Before that, he looked up at Elder Mu and Elder Xuan beside him.
Condensing a soul core with the cultivation of a Soul Emperor was unprecedented in the ten thousand years of history of the continent. This little guy had made history! Witnessing the miracle happen, even Elder Mu was filled with shock and joy.
Elder Xuan's expression was interesting, but he was mostly happy for Wu Xuan's successful condensation of the soul core. "Little guy, you're amazing! Successfully constructing a soul core with the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, do you know what that means?"
Wu Xuan shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know.
Elder Xuan laughed heartily, "This means you've made history, it means you'll be able to reach the bottleneck of level 89 in a relatively short time. This is your opportunity. Although it will make it more difficult for you to break through to the Title Douluo realm, I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to overcome it."
Wu Xuan smiled knowingly upon hearing this"Little Xuan, try absorbing it." Elder Mu's voice was calm, but it carried a convincing quality.
The first soul core was constructed at level 60, which meant that Wu Xuan had the possibility of becoming a strong person in a short time. He had already decided that even if his life force was damaged, he would protect Wu Xuan to successfully fuse the soul core.
Wu Xuan looked at the smile that unconsciously appeared on Elder Mu's face, composed himself, and solemnly agreed.
With the protection of two top experts, Elder Mu and Elder Xuan, he knew that this was an excellent opportunity.
With a thought, the solid, bright silver vortex-shaped soul core was drawn closer by his will.
As the distance approached, the solid, bright silver vortex-shaped soul core and the purple light patterns on its surface gradually contracted. When it reached Wu Xuan's brow, it had shrunk into a silvery crystal.
Elder Mu and Elder Xuan immediately understood what Wu Xuan was about to do.
The human body has three places to absorb a soul core: the brow, the chest, and the lower abdomen. These correspond to the upper, middle, and lower dantian, respectively.
Normally, the lower abdomen is the easiest place to absorb a soul core, followed by the chest, and the brow is the most difficult.
Because the space between the eyebrows is close to the brain, a mistake there could easily threaten one's life.
The space between the eyebrows is undoubtedly the most suitable location for a spirit-attribute soul core, and Wu Xuan naturally chose it.
Seeing Wu Xuan choose the space between the eyebrows, Elder Xuan's heart leaped into his throat.
The silver light subsided, and the soul core entered his body. Wu Xuan's body trembled violently. In an instant, silver light surged around him, his spiritual power becoming almost tangible. Two blood-red 100,000-year soul rings enlarged, appearing one after another around his body.
"Two 100,000-year soul rings? When did this little guy's Soul-Breaking Spear absorb two 100,000-year soul rings?" Elder Xuan was stunned, forgetting to chew the chicken in his mouth.
Elder Mu chuckled, not particularly concerned. This was Wu Xuan's good fortune; who hadn't had a good fortune in their youth? The unexpected turn of events that Elder Mu and Elder Xuan feared did not occur. Although Wu Xuan's body and spiritual sea endured immense pressure and pain during the soul core fusion process, it was still within his tolerance.
In terms of physical strength and mental power, he was no weaker than a typical Title Douluo.
God Realm!
At this moment, terrifying auras soared into the sky. Clearly, Wu Xuan's instantaneous perception had been sensed by many deities in the God Realm.
"That aura just now seemed to come from the Douluo Continent," a young man with short, fiery red hair murmured.
"The continent where the new Sea God ascended?" a beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise.
"I sensed a power of the same origin; I feel he's very suitable to be my successor," a man wearing a brown scarf said, his eyes narrowing slightly with delight.
"What successor? Wind God, stop flattering yourself. I could say he's my successor," a man hidden in a cloak scoffed disdainfully.
"God of Space, are you itching for a fight again? Need me to spar with you?" The Wind God glanced coldly at the newcomer.
"Wind God, I know you want to abdicate and leave the God Realm, but so do I. Aside from the successors of the two God-Kings, how long has it been since a promising candidate has been able to sense the God Realm on their own?" the God of Space retorted defiantly.
"Then you two should fight. The winner gets to inherit the God Realm and run away with their buckets," a man with fiery red hair chimed in, fanning the flames.
"Yes, fight! Fight!" the beautiful woman clapped.
Seeing this, the surrounding gods quickly made way. The Wind God and the God of Space, their abilities mutually antagonistic and evenly matched, had always disliked each other.
Life in the God Realm was too boring and monotonous; they didn't want to miss a good show. A tense atmosphere suddenly arose, and just as the two were about to clash, a burly man in iron armor suddenly appeared between them.
"God of Destruction, what do you mean by this?" the Wind God frowned.
"You two don't need to fight anymore. This person is my chosen successor," the God of Destruction said calmly.
"God of Destruction, this is against the rules," the God of Space complained.
"Rules? Talking to me about rules is laughable. If you have any questions, you can report it to the Divine Realm Committee, but the result won't change." The God of Destruction vanished before everyone's eyes.
"Disperse, disperse! There's no more show to watch." The gods shook their heads and left.
"That damned God of Destruction, isn't he just relying on having a good boss? How despicable! But why am I so envious! Why don't I have that?" The God of Space cursed as he turned and left.
The God of Wind glanced at the departing God of Destruction, a cold smile playing on his lips. "The divine seed hasn't been passed down yet; whose successor is still unknown. How can I let you steal the successor of the power that shares the same origin as mine?"
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