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Inside the secret chamber.
A wave of formless soul power spread out from Wei Yang's body, stirring the air into invisible ripples that radiated like waves.
These ripples had no substance yet were undeniably real—unseen by the naked eye, intangible to the senses, and capable of penetrating all physical barriers unimpeded. They expanded swiftly, enveloping the entire Qingshan City and spreading beyond its borders.
It was as though a colossal curtain had been unfurled across the sky!
Within this vast spiritual curtain, nothing could escape Wei Yang's perception. Everything was laid bare before his mind's eye, as if etched clearly into the palm of his hand—he could "see" everything with unmatched clarity.
Ants beneath the walls, spider webs stretching out, spiders hanging upside down, mice stealing food, women bathing, couples making love...
This kind of perception meant nothing to the vast majority of people with low soul power. To them, it was no more noticeable than a gentle breeze—imperceptible and harmless.
In the entire Qingshan City, only Xian'er, who was currently refining pills, faintly sensed the passage of this earth-shattering, terrifying wave of soul power.
This was mainly because Wei Yang had only just broken through and had not yet mastered perfect control over his soul power.
When that overwhelming soul power surged outward, it was like a tidal wave—compared to it, Xian'er's soul felt like a lone skiff in the midst of a storm, on the verge of capsizing at any moment.
Boom—
The Wind and Thunder Fury Flame in her Tier 5 cauldron flickered unsteadily under the strain of her disturbed emotions, issuing a muffled sound. The medicinal ingredients inside were instantly reduced to ash.
Xian'er froze in place, and a quiet, overwhelming fear crept into her heart.
Fortunately, that terrifying soul power disappeared as swiftly as it came. Just moments later, the sky-like curtain rapidly withdrew, vanishing completely.
She let out a breath of relief, a cold sweat beading on her back.
Then, her eyes lit up as she turned toward the secret chamber where Wei Yang was in seclusion. Her voice trembled with delight, "It's Brother Yang!"
She had failed to recognize it at first because it happened so suddenly.
Now, however, she clearly identified the familiar presence embedded in that soul power—it was unmistakably Wei Yang.
Without another thought, she sprang to her feet, ignoring the still-burning flames in the cauldron. With a flash, she transformed into a streak of white light and shot toward the secret chamber like a bolt of lightning.
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Inside the secret chamber.
Hoo—
After retracting the dispersed soul power, Wei Yang let out a long breath.
His eyelids fluttered slightly before his eyes slowly opened.
In the depths of his dark and bright eyes, a frightening glint of light flickered briefly and then vanished.
Had anyone with insufficient soul power witnessed that sudden glint, they might have instantly lost consciousness.
Within his Sea of Consciousness…
His soul radiated a faint, elusive brilliance—his soul was glowing, like a moon in the night sky.
The sublimation of the soul brought with it a sense of joy far more profound than any breakthrough in Dou Qi cultivation.
After all, the soul was the true core of a person's being.
It was formed from one's consciousness, memory, thoughts, emotions—these elements made up the complete soul.
The body, in a sense, was merely a vessel, a shell—a home that housed the soul.
This did not mean the body was unimportant. On the contrary, it was critical. Without it, the soul would drift like rootless duckweed, helpless and exposed, like a lost ghost.
But when compared to the soul, the body's significance became secondary.
When one's soul reached a certain level of strength, even the loss of the body would not mean death. The soul alone could still survive.
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His soul glowed, constantly emitting its gentle spiritual radiance.
That light subtly illuminated the entire Sea of Consciousness.
Bathed in this brilliance, the fog that filled the Sea of Consciousness began to churn violently.
This fog was Wei Yang's soul power.
Soul power and the soul were interdependent—like fish and water. If the soul was a fish, then soul power was the water it needed to live.
Whenever the soul was exhausted or damaged, it could rapidly recover by relying on this soul power.
Now, under the radiance of the soul light, this misty fog began to undergo subtle transformations…
The fog grew denser, and within it faintly shimmered a trace of dim spiritual light.
In the distant, unknown depths of the void, it was as if a small crack had opened—countless specks of spiritual light cascaded down like fine rain.
These specks of light merged into the hazy mist.
Each one of them filled the fog, resembling a boundless sea of stars glittering in the night sky when looked upon from below.
It was as if the heavens themselves were bestowing a gift upon Wei Yang—a celebration, a blessing!
Only after a while did the changes slowly subside. The downpour of spiritual specks ceased.
The glow upon his soul body gradually began to retract. All radiance converged inward, no longer emanating outward. Wei Yang's soul returned to its usual, steady state.
"Spirit Realm Soul! So this is a Spirit Realm Soul?!"
"Compared to before the breakthrough, the power… it's on a completely different level. This is a fundamental transformation. No matter how much volume the Mortal Realm soul had, it couldn't compare... what a marvelous feeling!" Wei Yang murmured softly.
Whoosh!
With a thought, he stirred the newly evolved soul power. His robes fluttered violently—despite there being no wind.
A sensation of smooth harmony and unprecedented clarity surged through Wei Yang's mind.
He lifted his head and looked beyond the sealed chamber. There, he could "see" Xian'er dressed in white, her face filled with joyful surprise as she stood outside the door.
Not far off, Qing Lin—prompted by Du Jiao—came hurrying over, somewhat late to realize what was happening. She still clutched a Tier 1 medicinal herb, her previously fair cheeks now smudged with black soot. Her hair was a little messy, making her look unintentionally comical.
Wei Yang withdrew his perception and casually waved his hand.
Creak~
The door to the chamber slowly opened.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Both girls rushed in at once.
"Brother Yang!"
"Young Master!"
"Hahaha, I've got great news for you two—I've broken through to the Spirit Realm Soul!" Wei Yang stood up and laughed heartily, spreading his arms to pull the two girls into a warm embrace.
In an instant, he held both soft beauties in his arms.
"Really? That's amazing! Brother Yang, you've finally taken this step!"
"Young Master is incredible!"
The two girls looked up at him, faces beaming with joy and excitement, genuinely happy for Wei Yang.
For the past month, they had known that Wei Yang had been in seclusion, aiming to break through his soul realm.
And breaking through to the Spirit Realm Soul was no small feat.
Many Dou Zun experts were still stuck in the Mortal Realm.
Countless peak Tier 7 alchemists were similarly trapped at this chasm-like bottleneck—struggling bitterly with no path forward. Some remained stuck for a lifetime.
A peak Tier 7 alchemist possessed a peak Mortal Realm Soul, and to become an eighth-grade alchemist, one had to possess a Spirit Realm Soul.
Breaking through from a Mortal Realm Soul to a Spirit Realm Soul was even harder than breaking through from Dou Zong to Dou Zun!
After all, one could rely on talent, cultivation methods, fortuitous encounters, bloodlines, and other factors to break through in Dou Qi.
But soul breakthroughs? There were virtually no shortcuts!
Treasures that could assist in soul realm breakthroughs were exceedingly rare—even rarer than Heavenly Flames.
And how old was Wei Yang?
Twenty-one!
At just twenty-one, he had already reached a peak that countless people could only dream of their entire lives.
Yet to Wei Yang, this was merely a new beginning—not the end, and certainly not the peak.
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