Douluo: Marrying a Wife to Become a God, Having Children for Blessings

110th Rank!

"What immense power!"

Zhou Yi's body brimmed with an overwhelming force, his Soul Energy nearly doubling compared to the 109th rank.

Do not underestimate the significance of this doubling.

If it were a small pond, a twofold increase would indeed seem negligible. But if it were an ocean, imagine the scale of such an enhancement.

While the quantity of Soul Energy was impressive, the essence of Zhou Yi's combat strength lay in the unparalleled quality of his Sacred Heart True Qi.

If his True Qi were iron, others' Soul Energy or Divine Energy would be mere tofu. The destructive power Zhou Yi could unleash was simply incomparable.

Although Zhou Yi lacked a divine position, his Sacred Heart True Qi underwent a transformation every ten ranks. At the 100th rank, this evolution was particularly profound.

If Sacred Heart True Qi was cast iron before the 100th rank, it became refined steel afterward.

Now, at the 110th rank, it had evolved once more, albeit not as dramatically as at the 100th rank.

"At 110th rank, I can add another Soul Ring!"

Zhou Yi absorbed the million-year Soul Ring rewarded to him by the system.

The energy contained within the ring wasn't immense, so it didn't significantly increase his cultivation level.

Nevertheless, it elevated him to the 111th rank.

The ring granted a Soul Skill—Sword Twenty-Three.

Although it was just a single Soul Skill, it functioned as a martial technique Zhou Yi could teach to others.

Even if the Soul Ring were removed, he could still perform Sword Twenty-Three.

This was the advantage of system-rewarded Soul Rings.

Besides, power matters more than quantity. Zhou Yi didn't care about having numerous Soul Skills; a single, potent one sufficed.

A sharp edge conquers all!

Zhou Yi was immensely satisfied with Sword Twenty-Three.

This technique allowed his primordial spirit to leave his body, forming a barrier of sword energy—a Sword Heart Hell where time and space slowed, all within became paralyzed and subject to his will.

After experimenting with Sword Twenty-Three, Zhou Yi claimed another reward: the max-level Divine Phantom Movement Technique.

This superior movement skill, created by Daoist Musang, was passed down to Princess Ajiu of the late Ming dynasty. After the dynasty's fall, Ajiu, heartbroken and disillusioned, became a nun called Jiunan and was renowned in the martial world as the One-Armed Divine Nun.

She later passed this technique to Wei Xiaobao in The Deer and the Cauldron.

"Not bad. Though it's of little use to me, it can serve as the foundation of Martial Sect. It's even stronger than Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track."

Zhou Yi integrated the skill and set it aside, then used four Soul Ring Upgrade Cards to enhance his remaining Soul Rings that weren't yet at the hundred-thousand-year level.

Fifth Soul Skill, Dark Demon Evil Lightning, evolved into Great Black Heavenly Demon Thunder.

Sixth Soul Skill, Earth Ant Emperor Slash, became Imperial Earth Yellow Slash.

Seventh Soul Skill, True Dragon Form, transformed into Dragon-Slaying True Form.

Eighth Soul Skill, Mountain-Crushing Barrier, upgraded to Invincible Golden Body.

"A full set of Soul Rings over 100,000 years old!"

"Perfect!"

Feeling elated, Zhou Yi took out the million-year Soul Bone, which was a torso bone.

Upon fusing it into his body, he discovered it granted a single Soul Skill—Immortal Body.

While it was just one skill, it was exceedingly formidable.

Unless an enemy vastly surpassed Zhou Yi's cultivation level and annihilated him completely, leaving no trace, he could regenerate even from a single drop of blood.

"No wonder it's the sole skill of a million-year Soul Bone—utterly unparalleled!"

Zhou Yi felt invincible.

Who could harm him now?

Just try!

Who else dares?!

"I wonder what skill the remaining million-year Soul Ring will provide."

With great anticipation, Zhou Yi focused on his second Martial Soul.

Having no room to attach another Soul Ring to his first Martial Soul, he prepared to fuse the million-year Soul Ring with the second one.

"Activate the Second Martial Soul!"

As Zhou Yi willed it, a radiant light enveloped his body.

The light acted as a catalyst, awakening his second Martial Soul.

It felt as though an ancient primordial beast had stirred from slumber.

An intangible, oppressive aura spread outward.

Notting City.

Beneath a large tree, two children debated as they pointed at the sun in the sky.

"When the sun first rises, it's as large as a cart wheel, but by noon, it's as small as a basin. Doesn't that mean something far appears small, and something near appears large?"

"When the sun first rises, it's cool and refreshing, but by noon, it's like boiling water. Doesn't that mean something near is hot and something far is cool?"

Their argument was abruptly interrupted.

They stared in horror as the blazing sun rapidly dimmed, and the sky plunged into darkness.

Similar phenomena unfolded across Notting City, the Douluo Continent, and even the Divine Realm.

"How can this be?"

Gods like the Asura God, the God of Destruction, and the Evil God flew into the sky, their faces filled with shock as they witnessed this unprecedented event.

In a few breaths, a luminous full moon replaced the sun. Day turned to night.

"Yin and yang reversed... Chaos reigns... What is happening?!"

The Asura God, dumbfounded, roared:

"Investigate! Find the cause at all costs!"

In the deepest parts of the Star Dou Forest, an ancient lake trembled. From its depths emerged a gargantuan, silver-scaled claw, exuding overwhelming pressure that demanded submission.

Nearby, a black-robed man knelt, trembling with joy.

"Welcome, my lord!"

A towering figure over 300 meters long ascended from the earth, radiating an aura far more ancient, noble, and terrifying than even the Dragon God.

The towering figure raised its head, ignoring the man in the black robe. Its dragon eyes, shimmering with an endless kaleidoscope of colors, reflected a mix of astonishment, reverence, bewilderment, and confusion...

It seemed to be searching for the source of that overwhelming presence, yet it couldn't find it...

Meanwhile, Zhou Yi remained oblivious to the chaos he had unleashed.

Upon awakening his second Martial Soul, he found himself in a mystical, ancient realm. Towering atop a divine mountain, he gazed upon primordial heavens and endless wilderness.

Looking down at his own body, Zhou Yi realized he had transformed into an immense crimson dragon, its jade-like scales gleaming like fire.

A celestial chant echoed:

"In the mountains of Zhongshan slumbers a red immortal, its eyes like golden flames, its body like ruby jade. Its breath brings day; its rest brings night; its exhalations birth winter; its sighs summon summer..."

Zhou Yi furrowed his brows, a hint of confusion flashing across his face.

Wasn't he supposed to awaken his second Martial Soul?

How did he end up here instead?

And why had he turned into a dragon?

He wanted to find someone to ask where he was, but the surroundings were eerily empty. Gazing at the murky sky above, a wave of irritation surged in his heart.

As his thoughts wandered, his eyelids involuntarily flipped upward.

In an instant—

A dazzling sight unfolded before his eyes.

A resplendent golden-red sun burst forth from the chaos, leaping into the heavens. Suspended high in the sky, it illuminated the entirety of the turbid world below.

Zhou Yi had not anticipated such a display of power from himself.

His mood improved considerably.

Basking in the radiance of the great sun, he roamed the vast expanse. Scarlet mists curled and danced across the ground.

After some time, weariness crept in. He thought of resting, but the glaring sunlight above was too harsh for his liking.

Instinctively, he closed his eyes.

In an instant—

The blazing sun in the sky vanished, and a luminous silver moon rose gracefully in its place.

At that moment, Zhou Yi's ears seemed to catch the faint strains of an ancient melody, resonating once again:

"The heavens lack completeness in the northwest, where yin and yang lose their balance. Thus, a dragon carries the essence of fire to light the celestial gates."

"Its body stretches a thousand li. When its eyes open, there is daylight; when they close, there is night. Its breath becomes the wind; its open maw ushers in spring and summer, its closed maw brings autumn and winter."

"It neither eats, nor sleeps, nor rests; wind and rain follow in its wake..."

"This is the Candle Dragon."

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