Chapter 271: Fusion of the Soul Core – Rapid Growth in Power
Ye Chen sensed the Ice Empress and Snow Empress behind him but paid them no mind. All his focus remained on the condensation of his soul core.
Crack, crack, crack—
The high-speed rotation of the compressed energy nucleus twisted the air around it. Space itself began to groan under the strain.
Light distorted along its edges, and when the spinning mass reached a terrifying critical point, fine cracks formed in the surrounding air—each one leaking traces of spatial energy.
As Ye Chen continued pouring more soul power into it, the fractures multiplied. The entire space trembled under the constrained might.
The sphere slowly expanded, growing denser even as its energy climbed higher.
But Ye Chen's reserves were vastly beyond normal standards. Thanks to his high-age soul rings, his soul power volume exceeded that of ordinary Soul Saints by several dozen times.
Ten percent… twenty… thirty.
At just thirty percent infusion, his soul core began to manifest its elemental nature.
A wave of frost surged outward, freezing even the surrounding space's fluctuations.
The soul core was the manifestation of a soul master's essence—energy condensed into absolute form.
Naturally, Ye Chen's very first core was aligned with the Ultimate Ice.
At that moment, a transformation began.
The half-solid, spinning mass of energy he'd been compressing underwent a breathtaking change. The vast cold essence from the Snow Lotus poured into it, while his powerful spiritual control refined every ounce.
Hum—
Space shuddered violently, seeming to collapse for an instant—then returned, silent as before.
Inside Ye Chen's mind, a clear ringing sound echoed. The spinning light orb imploded inward.
Boom—
A blinding silver-white burst flashed and then subsided, leaving behind the shape of a perfect crystal sphere—smooth, pure, gleaming like frozen starfire.
Ye Chen had done it.
The Ultimate Ice Soul Core was complete.
The core hovered steadily above his palm, smooth as glass, radiating cold brilliance like an ice-blue star suspended in the void.
Gradually, its bright surface dulled, darkening into a deep void—like a miniature black hole consuming all color and light.
That was the true form of a soul core, a black hole of compressed energy—the very heart that sustained Title Douluo.
And this one was enormous.
Where typical Title Douluo forged cores the size of quail eggs, and Super Douluo formed ones no larger than a baby's fist, Ye Chen's core was as large as an adult's clenched hand.
The amount of energy within it was beyond imagination.
"He did it!"
The Ice Empress's worried face finally broke into a radiant smile, joy overflowing in her golden eyes.
"Monster… he's a monster," the Snow Empress murmured, utterly shocked. "To form a soul core at the soul-sage level… and so easily—what even is he?"
She had thought she'd already overestimated Ye Chen's potential—she'd imagined he might condense his core as a Soul Douluo.
But to succeed immediately after ascending to Soul Sage? Perfectly? With a core this massive?
It was unheard of.
Even for soul beasts, who formed their own internal cores, the process was perilous. She remembered her own first attempt tens of thousands of years ago—how close she'd come to death.
Yet Ye Chen's expression remained calm, almost serene.
Such a powerful core, formed as though it were nothing. The impossibility of it left her breathless.
But it wasn't over yet.
Condensation was just the beginning. Only by merging it into the body and fully mastering it could one claim true success.
Ye Chen ignored their gasps and closed his eyes, guiding spiritual threads to enwrap the glowing sphere, nudging it gently toward his dantian.
The fusion began.
A tidal suction erupted from within the core, pulling everything inward.
Ye Chen did not resist—he embraced it.
Hum—
The black-hole-like core descended, merging into his body.
Boom—
Power surged violently outward the instant it entered.
Normally, such an event would destroy an ordinary cultivator. Fusing a core of this caliber was a death sentence to anyone unprepared. Even many Title Douluo had perished trying to form their second cores.
But Ye Chen was no ordinary man.
His body's strength alone dwarfed any human soul master—tens of times sturdier than most Title Douluo.
His daily system-enhanced training had refined every cell, every fiber. Each sign-in, each attribute boost had built him into something unshakable—mind and flesh tempered into perfection.
That was the true reason he could bear this so effortlessly.
The Snow Lotus only made it smoother.
As the soul core sank into his dantian, the overwhelming force that could have torn others apart merely made his body tremble faintly—then settled.
Nothing more.
Where others screamed in agony, Ye Chen simply sighed, shifting slightly as if from overeating.
To him, it wasn't pain—it was transformation.
An immense furnace seemed to awaken inside his body. His Ice Dragon King bloodline flared, roaring to life.
Every cell became a vessel, greedily drinking in the core's essence.
His meridians widened and solidified. His bones gleamed like polished jade; his muscles grew tighter, denser.
A ripple of exhilaration coursed through him, pulling a low sound from his throat as warmth spread through the cold.
It felt… incredible.
The Snow Lotus's enormous icy power erupted, merging with the process, harmonizing with his bloodline, feeding his evolving core.
Outside, every ice particle, every frozen element of heaven and earth around the region came alive, drawn into him like loyal servants returning to their sovereign.
His cultivation base, now stabilized from before, began climbing again under the influx of pure elemental force.
Level 73.
Level 74.
Level 75.
And still climbing.
(END CHAPTER)
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