Tang San now faced a problem—his limit had been reached.
Just as he had speculated and as Bibi Dong had mentioned, the human body couldn't achieve the full potential of Twin Spirits. Moreover, there was a risk of Martial Soul conflict during Soul Enchantment. Tang San had just used a God-given Spirit Ring, and the Second Soul Ring of his second spirit had already reached 25,000 years. This meant his second spirit was now at its current limit.
Staring at the Second Soul Ring of his second spirit, Tang San muttered to himself, "25,000 years... That's much lower than I expected. Even if I break through to Soul Ancestor now and slightly increase the age limit of my Soul Rings, then follow the Tang Sect Treasure Records to temper my Impervious Golden Body with the Blazing Heart Sunflower and Eight-Horned Profound Ice Herb, it still wouldn't be enough to Enchant three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings."
"If the Soul Rings I Enchant are like the Second Soul Ring, reaching 20,000 to 30,000 years, the third one would probably exhaust the age limit entirely."
Tang San pinched the bridge of his nose. He was essentially feeling his way forward in the dark.
"Do I really have to go to Bibi Dong? She's a madwoman, demanding I find the exact location of the Angel God's inheritance before she'll tell me how to increase the limit. How am I supposed to find that for her?" Tang San wasn't completely in the dark—there were predecessors with Twin Spirits.
Moreover, Bibi Dong had promised that if Tang San could locate the Angel God's inheritance, she would tell him how to raise his Soul Ring limit and prevent Martial Soul conflict.
It was just that this "quest" was a bit too difficult—he still had no leads whatsoever.
"The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead. Everything is negotiable—failed negotiations just mean the stakes weren't high enough." Tang San stepped out of the cave and returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, gazing at the abundance of herbs and natural treasures.
If the stakes weren't high enough, he'd raise them! With so many bargaining chips here, he refused to believe there was no room for negotiation.
Checking the time, Tang San realized absorbing the God-given Spirit Ring had taken him seven full days.
"There's still time. Breaking through to Soul Ancestor and tempering the Impervious Golden Body can wait until last. For now, I'll use the available Immortal Grade herbs first." He walked up to a small, unassuming green plant that would likely go unnoticed if left by the roadside. But for a plant to grow in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, it had to be extraordinary.
At the center of this plant were three snow-white leaves, with a few dewdrops nestled between them—like morning dew. These drops were exactly what Tang San needed.
[Autumn Water Penetrating Dew—can evolve the Rakshasa God Eye.]
When Tang San observed it with his Rakshasa God Eye, no information appeared for the other Immortal Grade herbs—only this one displayed details.
"Finally found something that can evolve an External Soul Bone. A thousand-year Spirit Bone is still too weak." At his current level of strength, Tang San needed more powerful Spirit Bones.
Without hesitation, Tang San lifted the Autumn Water Penetrating Dew before him, tilting it slightly. A few drops of the transparent liquid fell into his left eye. The moment the last drop left the plant, the entire Autumn Water Penetrating Dew withered in his hand, turning to dust in an instant.
Tang San didn't say much more. He quickly returned to the small wooden house and sat down, assuming a meditation position with his five centers facing upward as he quietly waited.
Not long after applying the Autumn Water Penetrating Dew, Tang San's tightly closed left eye erupted with a dazzling golden light so intense that even his eyelids couldn't block it. The Rakshasa God Eye had transformed into a glowing orb of light.
The luminous sphere was covered with countless intricate runes, densely packed and swirling with the mysteries of the God Realm—so complex and profound that it sent shivers down one's spine, making one feel compelled to worship in its presence.
Gritting his teeth, Tang San's grinding molars could be heard as he endured the excruciating pain, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. This evolution was akin to a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon—painful yet transformative.
Had anyone been outside the cave, they would have witnessed the entire cavern glowing brilliantly, as if a deity resided within, radiating divine halos that illuminated the surroundings in a dazzling, sacred light, making it seem as though one had stepped into the God Realm.
Fourteen days passed in the blink of an eye. On the fourteenth night, Tang San, who had been evolving his Spirit Bone, suddenly opened his eyes. The evolved Rakshasa God Eye remained a beautiful golden hue, but now, at its center, there were two pupils—a double pupil resembling the infinite symbol ∞, as if capable of piercing through eternity.
For a moment, Tang San's mind was filled with deafening chants of scripture. Within his left eye, strange and fantastical scenes flashed by at incredible speed.
"This is... the God Realm?!" Tang San's heart trembled. He knew the Rakshasa God Eye could perceive various pieces of information because his left eye—this External Soul Bone—was once the eye of the Rakshasa God. Though its divine power had long been depleted, this eye had witnessed everything the Rakshasa God had experienced.
Now, after some restoration, it had allowed Tang San to glimpse fragments of memories from the God Realm!
Chains of Divine Order cascaded like radiant waterfalls from beyond the heavens, pouring into the endless cosmos—dark, vast, filled with galaxies and stars. The sheer grandeur of the scene was something he would never forget.
No matter how powerful a Titled Douluo might be, compared to the stars of the God Realm, they were mere specks of dust—invisible against galaxies, insignificant in the face of the boundless universe, negligible.
But these visions vanished as quickly as they had appeared, fleeting like scenes from a revolving lantern. The glow of the Rakshasa God Eye faded, and even the infinite ∞ double pupil disappeared. Clearly, the Immortal Grade Herbs had only allowed the Rakshasa God Eye to evolve—or rather, recover—slightly, far from restoring it to its true divine state.
"Tsk. The God Realm... reaching Level 100 to ascend as a god, inheriting a divine seat, ascending to the God Realm."
Tang San took several deep breaths, slowly calming himself. He hadn't expected that evolving an External Soul Bone would show him something so thrilling. Though he had long known of the God Realm's existence—that all Level 100 powerhouses would eventually ascend there—it was merely a matter of sooner or later.
Walking to a mirror, Tang San carefully examined his left eye. In its normal state, it looked no different from an ordinary eye. When activated with Soul Power, the Spirit Bone still glowed golden as before. But Tang San knew the Rakshasa God Eye had now evolved to the Ten Thousand Year level.
"A Ten Thousand Year External Soul Bone... I don't know if one has ever appeared in history, but there's one now. And this Ten Thousand Year Soul Skill is a bit overpowered—Soul Bone Skill: Repeat the Same Trick, creating an illusion that replicates the last Soul Skill used."
After evolving to ten thousand years, the External Soul Bone naturally gained an additional Soul Bone Skill. This skill wasn't simply about doubling the power of a Soul Skill—it effectively allowed Tang San to use the same Soul Skill twice consecutively!
Whenever he wished, he could double either the attack power, range, or duration of a Soul Skill. The application was highly flexible, allowing him to decide which skill to replicate based on different situations.
(End of Chapter)