"Hmm? Why didn't my skill evolve?" Tang Yin muttered, his brow furrowing in confusion. He was certain that his fifth soul skill—Emperor's Boost—was supposed to be a growth-type.
"Why is it capped at only tenfold boost?" He wondered aloud, irritation threading his voice. To test it, he released his Blue Silver Emperor, a vine unfurling from his right hand.
Golden veins pulsed with a deeper brilliance than before, the vine's texture were denser—tougher, unyielding, as though nature itself had tempered it anew.
A feral grin spread across his handsome face as realization struck. Throwing his head back, Tang Yin let out a hearty laugh, drawing raised brows and puzzled expressions from both his lovers and Bo Saixi.
"Why are you laughing like an idiot? Have you finally lost it?" Xiao Wu blurted, glaring at him in mock annoyance.
Tang Yin's laughter faded into a mischievous smirk, he reached out to ruffle her neatly tied hair, deliberately ignoring the effort she'd put into making it perfect.
"Hey! Stop it!!" Xiao Wu yelped, swatting his hand away as her long ears twitched in protest. She pouted, fussing to fix the strands, but her cheeks betrayed her with a faint blush. "Do you know how long it took me to tie this up?"
Tang Yin chuckled lowly, leaning closer until his breath brushed against her bunny ear. "That's exactly why it was worth messing up."
Bo Saixi coughed lightly to halt the display of dog food, her composed expression betraying the faintest hint of embarrassment. "Do you mind continuing this later? And... what exactly is the deal with your Fifth Soul Ring?"
Both of them froze for a heartbeat before Tang Yin straightened, the playful glint in his eyes giving way to calm seriousness.
"My fifth soul ring," he began calmly, "is a natal soul ring—one that originates directly from my martial soul. It grows alongside my progress, without limit."
He extended his hand, summoning the Blue Silver Emperor once more. The golden veins running along its length shimmered like molten light, pulsing with new vitality.
"And just now," Tang Yin continued, his tone carrying quiet awe, "I realized that my martial soul is evolving down a new path—not merely strengthening my soul skill, but moving toward the Ultimate Wood Attribute itself."
Bo Saixi's eyes narrowed. She understood the gravity of his words—being a Level 99 Douluo, an Ultimate Attribute represented the pinnacle of any element, granting the potential to reach at least Ultimate douluo effortlessly.
"Combined with my previous one," Tang Yin added, "Ultimate Life and Extreme Devouring—what limit do you think I can reach?"
Bo Saixi stood there, mouth agape, unable to react. Two Ultimates and one Extreme… the sheer magnitude of his potential left her with a mix of awe and disbelief.
Seeing her dumbfounded, he decided to test his other gains in the meantime. An ethereal dome erupted around Tang Yin—his evolved Blue Silver Domain—pulsing with intensified Extreme Devouring, sapping the vitality of any nearby living beings according to his will.
Let's use it alongside my External Bone, he thought. Unfurling his Eight Spider Wings, the Ultimate Devouring drained life force, fueling regeneration and stamina for himself & allies.
"Great!" he said aloud, startling Bo Saixi, who had still been in a daze. Tang Yin released his Seventh Soul ring which had a deeper crimson than normal one's as he activated his new skill.
"Seventh Soul Skill—True Thousand Hands!"
Tang Yin's True Martial Soul Avatar channeled his soul power, manifesting a colossal version of himself with thousands of arms radiating in every direction. Each limb shimmered with a golden-blue aura, infused with the Ultimate Life and Extreme Devouring attributes of his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.
The thousand of arms solid, each capable of independent movement and attack. The entire formation resembled a divine emperor, a deity-like figure that radiated his majesty.
Tang Yin, with his long, flowing blue hair and commanding presence, resembled Hashirama Senju unleashing his ultimate ninjutsu against Uchiha Madara at the Valley of the End—as if he were the God of Ninja incarnate, reborn in the Soul Land verse.
"It may have just been my imagination," he mused, a broad grin spreading across his face. 'When I absorbed the God-given Soul Ring's skill, I envisioned my True Martial Soul Body to be domineering like True Thousand Hands… I never thought it would actually be possible.'
Tang Yin was in high spirits, reveling in effect of soul skill. All Blue Silver Emperor abilities were amplified by 400%, any strand of Blue Silver Grass could serve as his true body, and both his Blue Silver Domain and Deathgod Domain had been further enhanced.
His spirit craved an intense battle, fueled by his newfound strength—but there were no suitable opponents. Tang Yin was certain that even the Seven Guardians wouldn't stand a chance against him.
Restless without an opponent, he stood at the edge of the vast ocean, ready to unleash his overwhelming might. Slowly raising his arms, thousands of colossal limbs surged outward with deadly force. Some were plunged into the ocean, while others shot skyward, creating a storm of light that danced across the waves.
Boom—
**Crack**
The sea churned violently as his arms crashed down, each strike shattering the waves and forming tidal fists of unstoppable power.
Grinning, Tang Yin expertly controlled each of the Thousand Hands through telekinesis, his mental power ensuring pinpoint precision. The ocean had become his testing ground, a place to fully explore and master his new soul skill.
"Wow! Tang Yin looks so cool and handsome!" Rongrong and Meng Yiran exclaimed, eyes sparkling, while Xiao Wu crossed her arms, pouting in playful revenge for earlier incident.
Zhuqing and Zhuyun stiffened under Tang Yin's oppressive aura, finally realizing what true strength felt like. Erlong's chest swelled with pride, while Yuehua shook her head in disbelief, silently comparing his True Martial Soul to Tang Hao's.
Huo Wu and the Shui sisters shivered in fear, convinced they wouldn't survive even a single strike. Lingling and Dugu Yan simply gawked, awestruck by Tang Yin's destructive power.
"Tang Yin is unstoppable," Xiao Mei breathed, and Bai Chenxian nodded in agreement, their horizons expanded by the sheer magnitude of his overwhelming strength.
Meanwhile—
Bo Saixi's eyes gleamed with fighting intent, eager to test Tang Yin's overwhelming might herself. She began hovering toward him, while Tang Yin, equally restless from the lack of opponents, bristled with anticipation.
"Tang Yin, how about I test your strength?" Bo Saixi asked, materializing a staff in her hands. "What use is testing a soul skill without a real target? I want to see just how formidable your fighting prowess really is."
? She's really not acting like a cold ice queen, he thought. Observing her recent interactions with them, he realized she wasn't nearly as unapproachable as he had initially believed.
Tang Yin's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he nodded, facing her with his True Thousand Hands ready, every limb poised for action. He felt the familiar thrill of battle surge through him—finally, an opponent who could truly test his prowess without any restraint.
The girls whispered quietly, curiosity piqued. "Wait… she wants to duel Tang Yin? Does he even stand a chance against her? Anyway, whatever happens, let's support him."
"Go, Tang Yin!" the girls shouted in unison, making his smile widen. A surge of motivation coursed through him as the air between him and Bo Saixi seemed to hum with anticipation.