Chapter 239 Bai Yuhao, Level 70?
Some time passed after that.
Daily life at White Shrek Academy continues at a steady, methodical pace.
The mornings here are always accompanied by a light mist over Lake Poseidon. Students walk in small groups along the tree-lined paths, discussing techniques for spirit fusion or the arrangement of spirit guidance formations.
Bai Huoyuhao's life appears extremely regular.
He would rise early every day to meditate by the lake, and then go to the teaching building to attend lectures.
[Since Bai Xuanzi purged the corrupt doctrines within Shrek Academy, the current curriculum places greater emphasis on understanding the essence of martial spirits. Huo Yuhao sat in the first row of the classroom, his hands filled with densely packed notes.]
"Yuhao, the New Tang Sect sent a message saying that the latest Soul Guidance Core driving array has been debugged and they want you to go and take a look this afternoon," Wang Dong'er whispered in his ear.
Huo Yuhao smiled and nodded: "Okay, I just happen to have some new ideas about the amplification ratio of mental attributes in soul-guided cannon barrels. If we can incorporate them into the blueprints for the New Tang Sect, the power can be increased by more than 30%."
The scene shifts to the new Tang Sect headquarters in White Shrek City. Here, there are no heavy security measures, nor the atmosphere of suppressing individuality for the sake of so-called sect glory.
Huo Yuhao was diligently absorbing knowledge about high-level soul tools. He stood with Bei Bei, the two of them quietly debating a complex soul tool blueprint.
"Our teacher said that soul tools exist so that ordinary people can also possess the power to protect," Huo Yuhao said to his companion while adjusting the force of his carving knife. "We should not only pursue destructive power, but also study defense and support. This is the path that the New Tang Sect should take."
As time went by, the fluctuations of soul power within Huo Yuhao's body became increasingly stable.
In this peaceful and fulfilling environment, his strength is gradually increasing.
[Until this day, when he opened his eyes in a secret chamber of the Sea God's Pavilion, his aura had been completely concealed, yet his every move carried a profound weight that resonated throughout the space.]
"I'm going to try to break through to level 70," Huo Yuhao said calmly to Wang Dong'er, who was guarding the door. His tone lacked fervor, instead conveying a sense of effortless composure.
On the other side...
Within the various empires and sects of the underworld, the Soul Masters stared at the sky, utterly shocked.
"Level 70? He's actually about to break through to level 70?" A Soul Emperor from the underworld stared intently at the screen, his teacup cracking from the excessive force.
"How is this possible! According to the timeline of the Dark World, Huo Yuhao's soul power is only at level fifty-something right now!"
"But Huo Yuhao from the White World has surpassed him by so much?"
The Soul Masters of the Underworld were all filled with sighs of regret.
They recalled that when Huo Yuhao from both worlds first joined Shrek Academy, the starting line was exactly the same.
Both were left to wander in the wilderness after their mothers passed away, and both obtained a million-year soul ring by chance.
"But now, after many years, the gap has become so large that it is impossible to look at it directly."
"It's not just the difference in strength, look at their values." An older Soul Master shook his head and sighed as he watched Bai Huo Yuhao instructing his companions.
"Huo Yuhao in the 'white world' thinks of protection, creation, and peace. But our 'black Huo Yuhao' only has scheming, revenge, and the inferiority and madness born from the oppression of that distorted divine authority. This contrast is truly extremely sad."
Inside the Shrek Academy classroom in the dark world, Huo Yuhao's eyes were filled with complex emotions, a mixture of jealousy for his counterpart in the white world and a deep despair stemming from being abandoned by fate.
[The aerial footage continues to play.]
Huo Yuhao entered the secluded cultivation chamber at the deepest part of the Sea God Pavilion.
The vitality here is extremely vigorous; it was a breakthrough site personally chosen for him by Bai Xuanzi. Bai Xuanzi stood outside the secret chamber, not entering to interfere, but quietly protecting his disciple.
"Focus your mind, feel the pulse of that icy landscape in your sea of consciousness." Bai Xuanzi's voice calmly entered the secret chamber. "Yuhao, level seventy is a hurdle. Once you cross it, you will truly touch the essence of this world."
Inside the secret chamber, Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes, and his mental probe instantly covered the entire Sea God Pavilion. Unlike the Soul Masters in the underworld who showed signs of pain during their breakthroughs, he appeared extremely serene.
The phantom of the Ice God slowly emerged behind him. This time, the Ice God's phantom did not exude a violent killing intent, but rather a sacred, icy blue light. The soul power of ultimate ice surged through his meridians like a great river, and with each cycle, his aura increased.
The thick barrier that had originally stood between levels 69 and 70 became as thin as paper before Huo Yuhao's surging soul power.
[Buzz—!]
With a crisp, resounding clang, the light surrounding Huo Yuhao exploded instantly. This was a phenomenon resulting from the perfect fusion of his spiritual and soul power. Not only did the Ice God appear behind him, but also a faint, white-glowing, phantom-like figure with double pupils.
In that instant of flashing light, Huo Yuhao's aura completely changed. That unique pressure, characteristic of a Soul Saint, carrying the chill of extreme ice and the profound depths of his spiritual eyes, instantly filled the entire space.
The scene freezes on the moment Huo Yuhao stands up. He slowly reaches out his hand, grabbing at the air, and the surrounding air freezes and shatters in an instant.
"I succeeded." Huo Yuhao stepped out of the secret chamber and bowed deeply to Bai Xuanzi. "Teacher, I have broken through to level seventy."
The underworld fell into a deathly silence of shock once again.
"He really succeeded... He actually broke through to level 70 at this age."
"This is incredible! If I remember correctly, Bai Huoyuhao was only seventeen years old at this time, right?"
"A Soul Saint at seventeen! And a Soul Saint with twin martial souls possessing both ultimate and spiritual attributes!"
The Soul Masters of the Underworld gasped in astonishment.
They looked at the spirited and clear-eyed boy in the sky, then at the dark, desolate, and oppressive black world around them.
"Seventeen years old, level seventy." A titled Douluo from the underworld spoke bitterly, "Isn't that truly invincible?"
At this point, Hei Huo Yuhao was completely speechless.
Looking at Bai Yuhao, who was far more outstanding and freer than himself, he felt a strong sense of inferiority.
(End of chapter)