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--- Chapter 500 ---
Han Yuan carefully held the Great Anchorsword, raising and lowering its massive blade to gauge its inherent weight. However, due to his master authority over the Ultimate Gravity (Weight) attribute, the weapon felt practically weightless in his hands, making it impossible to calculate its true physical mass through feel alone.
Han Tianyi noticed his grandson's mild contemplation, remarking warmly, "The base weight of your Martial Soul has already surpassed that of the famous Clear Sky Hammer cultivated to the Spirit King Realm—which usually sits around 500 to 800 kilograms."
"According to my estimation, your Martial Soul's base mass is easily nearing a full ton right now."
"And that isn't even factoring in its innate gravitational force. As your cultivation rises, the gravitational multiplier will naturally scale up."
"Two times, four times, eight times, sixteen times..." Han Tianyi shook his head in complete awe. "The sheer potential of your Martial Soul is terrifying."
"Though, I have yet to hear about the specific Spirit Skills granted by your new Spirit Rings."
Han Yuan nodded gently, a confident smile gracing his face. "Mm! Ogre condensed two Spirit Rings for me, and each ring carries a very powerful and versatile ability."
"My First Spirit Skill is called Dark Water of the Underworld."
"It allows me to condense a special form of liquid called Mysterious Heavy Water that inherently possesses three attributes: Ultimate Water, Ultimate Darkness, and the Underworld Anchor of Heaven's Ultimate Gravity."
"Essentially, I can conjure a body of liquid that acts as a direct elemental extension of my Martial Soul, scaling directly with my Soul Power and Spiritual Power."
"I can freely shape and manipulate this heavy water for both fluid defense and heavy physical strikes. When enough accumulates on the battlefield, it can even evolve into a full Domain—calling it the Sea of the Underworld would be far more fitting."
"Another potential Domain... Your Martial Soul never ceases to amaze me," Han Tianyi couldn't help but chuckle softly, his heart swelling with pride and a faint trace of worry. "But this is wonderful. The stronger you become, the more assured Grandpa feels about your future."
"What about your Second Spirit Skill?"
Han Yuan's smile widened. "My Second Spirit Skill is called Underworld Whirlpool Ruins."
"When combined with the Mysterious Heavy Water from my other Spirit Skill, I can instantly generate countless spinning whirlpools infused with the aura of Ultimate Destruction."
"These whirlpools possess two major properties: they forcibly weaken or outright nullify any incoming elemental and physical attacks that make contact with them. The degree of elemental weakening sits around 30% to 50%, depending on the enemy's strength and attribute. Spirit Masters with Fire or Light Elements might get suppressed completely."
"Furthermore, I can detonate any active whirlpool on command, causing massive, wide-scale destructive shockwaves across the field!"
Outside the Spirit Ascension Platform, Mu Ye clicked his tongue in sheer amazement. "Tsk, a practical first Spirit Skill that can grow into a Domain, and then a control, defensive, and large-scale offensive skill for the second one... This kid's Spirit Skill kit is lethal."
"Yeah..." Zhen Hua nodded in deep agreement. "He's a natural nemesis for Fire and Light-attributed Spirit Masters. If people from the Angel Family knew about his existence, they might want to nip him in the bud immediately."
Mu Ye was momentarily speechless before chuckling dryly. "Uh, aren't you being a bit too pessimistic?"
"The Angel Family, while their reputation isn't the best in historical texts, still holds a higher code of conduct than Shrek nowadays. I'd worry far more about Shrek, the Tang Sect, or the Holy Spirit Cult than the Angel Clan. They would target a child without cause, especially when Xiao Yuan's talent is so amazing."
"Heh. Regardless of who it is, we have to make sure no one even dares to lay a finger on Xiao Yuan in the first place," Zhen Hua responded firmly, his tone unusually sharp.
Mu Ye was stunned for a second, then chuckled in entertainment. "Wow, look at you actually growing a backbone, Zhen Hua! But you're right... we must do everything in our power to protect that kid until he grows strong enough to spread his own wings."
Zhen Hua ignored Mu Ye's playful jab, gazing at the projection screens with unwavering determination.
Back inside the simulation, Han Tianyi guided Han Yuan on the combat methods he might employ.
Since his fighting style relied primarily on heavy weapons supported by fluid elemental control, the Super Douluo devised a hyper-aggressive hybrid combat system.
Suddenly, rustling sounds echoed from the dense treeline ahead. A pack of hundred-year-old Spirit Beasts emerged into the clearing, and Han Tianyi recognized them instantly. "Wind Baboons... To think your first encounters would be these creatures."
"Do you want to test your strength against them? While Wind Baboons aren't the strongest Spirit Beasts, they hold quite a high reputation."
'Reputation... Yeah, of course,' Han Yuan secretly rolled his eyes. 'After all, the mythical "God-Slaying Wind Baboon" almost ended Huo Yuhao's life back when he started his journey!'
'Huo Yuhao obviously couldn't bear to admit he nearly died to a ten-year-old baboon, so the stories overhyped them to high heaven.'
Without uttering a word, Han Yuan stepped forward. He gripped the Great Anchorsword calmly, then burst forth with explosive force!
A silver blur crossed the meadow toward the pack, faster than the beasts could even register.
Immediately after, a massive body of murky, heavy water materialized in mid-air above them!
"Take this." Han Yuan's clear, youthful voice echoed across the meadow, followed instantly by the crushing weight of the water crashing down like a collapsing mountain.
'What is that? Water—?!'
Before the Wind Baboons could even process the thought, their bodies were completely flattened, bursting into pure, shining spiritual light.
BOOOOOOM!!
"..."
Outside, Han Tianyi, Mu Ye, and Zhen Hua were struck speechless. They hadn't expected Han Yuan to be so ruthlessly violent right off the bat!
He was usually so polite and well-behaved that they had forgotten the sheer, overwhelming mass his abilities carried.
Still, seeing him unleash his power without hesitation proved he wasn't suppressing his instincts, which was a reassuring sign.
"Another pack is approaching... Fire Lions this time," Han Tianyi noted, pointing toward the ridge.
Without missing a beat, Han Yuan charged toward the pride of Fire Lions with explosive speed.
As the lions roared and unleashed a volley of searing fireballs, Han Yuan executed his Second Spirit Skill with a decisive swing of his greatsword.
Swish—!
Several pitch-black whirlpools materialized in front of him, catching the incoming fireballs instantly. The flames flickered, weakened, and were completely swallowed into nonexistence within a blink.
The Fire Lions froze in shock at the sight of their elemental attacks being nullified so effortlessly.
Before they could react, Han Yuan leaped directly into the center of the pride, slamming the tip of his greatsword into the earth.
"Explode!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOOOOOOM!
Three rapid, elemental explosions erupted, sweeping through the clearing and obliterating the entire pride, reducing them to scattered particles of spiritual light.
Standing amidst the shimmering light, Han Yuan casually raised his palm, activating his Devouring Talent to pull the remaining spiritual energy left behind by both the Wind Baboons and Fire Lions toward himself.
He closed his eyes as the devouring force refined the raw spiritual light, channeling it directly into his Spirit Ring to age and strengthen it.
Inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, the absorption and refining rate of spiritual energy into a Spirit Ring was roughly 1/10th of the beast's actual cultivation age.
Having slain roughly twenty hundred-year beasts, the energy provided a steady boost for Han Yuan's Spirit Soul.
As for the remaining 9/10ths of the energy, it naturally recycled back into the platform's core to maintain its ecological balance, allowing common beasts to revive and mature rapidly over time.
Han Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a glint of satisfaction appearing in his silver gaze. 'Spirit Ascension Platform! What a convenient environment... At this rate, I can easily evolve Ogre into a ten-thousand-year Spirit Soul within just a few visits.'
'It seems I really need to accelerate my plan to turn the inner world of the Sky Poison Pearl into my own Spirit Ascension Platform as soon as possible!'