Joy surged through Han Yu.
After years of being trapped…
Years of uncertainty…
He had finally found the path forward.
The inheritance continued revealing more.
The Soul Master Stage focused on nourishing the True Soul.
One had to continue refining and tempering the soul body until it became fully corporeal.
Only then would the stage be complete.
Han Yu finally understood why he had failed to advance all these years.
"No wonder…" he muttered softly.
He had never lacked talent.
He had never lacked techniques.
He had lacked quantity.
Pure quantity.
The Soul Sea needed to overflow. The True Soul needed to be immersed completely. Only then would transformation begin. His previous accumulation had never been enough.
Even with the Fatui Clan souls.
Even with years of cultivation.
The requirement was absurd.
Only this unimaginable ocean of sacrificed souls had allowed him to reach it.
Han Yu stood silently within the Soul Space.
