After Wang Chen entered the state of enlightenment, a faint halo surrounded his body. That halo seemed almost alive, pulsing gently.
His aura became long and steady, and every breath seemed to form a subtle connection with the heavens and the earth.
The ambient energy of heaven and earth from all directions appeared to be drawn by an unknown force, surging toward Wang Chen.
Around him, streams of visible airflow formed, flowing like fine threads of water that slowly seeped into his pores.
At this moment, Wang Chen's cultivation technique began to circulate automatically, and his cultivation started to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it broke through from the peak of level sixty-three to level sixty-four — and without slowing down, continued steadily pushing toward level sixty-five.
However, within the state of enlightenment, Wang Chen's mind was utterly tranquil and free of distractions; he had no awareness of his rapid advancement.
He felt as if everything around him had vanished, leaving only the most fundamental essence of heaven and earth surrounding him.
Wang Chen felt himself transform into a wisp of clear breeze, drifting insignificantly between heaven and earth — sometimes dispersing, sometimes gathering.
In this state, everything was silent, everything peaceful, and all worldly troubles disappeared without a trace.
His consciousness seemed to merge completely with heaven and earth, and he experienced an unprecedented serenity and depth.
In this very moment, he was no longer the prodigious soul master admired by all, but a mere speck of dust, breathing and existing together with all things under heaven.
His perception gradually expanded, as though he could sense the subtlest fluctuations in the world.
Wang Chen's consciousness resonated with heaven and earth, and as this resonance deepened, he began to sense a terrifyingly profound power — the primordial force of rules that formed the foundation of the world.
Only by comprehending the power of rules could one create a Godhood, transcend the limits of the world itself, and achieve immortality.
Wang Chen's consciousness, following instinct, tried to glimpse what this power of rules truly was — what kind of miraculous force it might be.
But just as his awareness brushed against that power, the oppressive might radiating unconsciously from the rules themselves blasted his consciousness away.
Clearly, the power of rules was far beyond what Wang Chen could touch at his current level.
His body trembled as his awareness was thrown back, and the state of enlightenment was abruptly broken.
When Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes, he found himself still seated cross-legged in his bedroom; nothing around him had changed. Yet a faint sense of loss filled his heart.
He immediately channeled his spiritual power back into the golden sigil, trying to heighten his comprehension again, hoping to re-enter the state of enlightenment.
But no matter how he tried, it was all in vain.
Wang Chen sighed softly and thought to himself:
"As expected, enlightenment can only be encountered by chance, not sought deliberately.
And as for the power of rules — it's far too early for me.
To touch such a force before I can control it would only bring harm."
He steadied his mind, shaking off the disappointment in his heart.
Being able to experience enlightenment at all was already a stroke of great fortune — something that could never become routine. There was no point in dwelling on it.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen felt the vigorous soul power coursing through his body and was instantly filled with joy.
His soul power had risen from the peak of level sixty-three to level sixty-five — a truly great achievement.
After reaching the Soul Emperor stage, advancing one's cultivation became vastly more difficult than before. Even for those born with full innate soul power, gaining just two or three levels a year after becoming a Soul Emperor was already remarkable.
Even with the aid of his cultivation method, it was impossible for Wang Chen to continue improving by ten levels a year as he had during the Soul Elder and Soul Ancestor stages.
This single session of enlightenment had saved him several months of painstaking effort.
But the increase in cultivation wasn't the most important gain — the key was that, through this enlightenment, Wang Chen had attained the realm of Heaven–Human Unity.
From now on, when he reached the threshold of level ninety-five, he would face no bottlenecks. As long as his soul power accumulation was sufficient, he could advance quickly and smoothly.
Wang Chen steadied his breathing and entered once again into the state of Heaven–Human Unity.
In this state, Wang Chen and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to merge into a single whole.
His Spirit Weapon Martial Soul attached to his body, and six black soul rings rose and circled around him.
Next, Wang Chen activated his Martial Soul's origin power, unfolding his Spirit Domain — and under the Heaven–Human Unity state, he felt his domain fuse with the surrounding heaven and earth.
Borrowing the vast might of the world itself, Wang Chen's domain expanded dramatically, far surpassing its previous range.
The enlargement of the domain meant he could now manipulate far more of the world's spiritual energy —
both to empower himself and to suppress his enemies.
At this moment, Wang Chen finally understood why top-tier soul masters and fierce beasts could, upon releasing their domains, alter the natural environment for dozens of kilometers around.
It wasn't merely due to their deep cultivation and powerful spiritual strength —
it was because they could borrow the boundless force of heaven and earth.
Human strength has its limits, but heaven and earth are infinite.
Even if the Heaven–Human Unity realm only allowed one to borrow a tiny fraction of the world's power,
that was enough to cause a being's strength to undergo a complete transformation.
Feeling his newly strengthened power, Wang Chen clenched his fists, the corners of his lips curling into a confident smile.
Now, even without setting up preparations within the Wang family grounds —
even if he encountered that Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Master unexpectedly in the wild —
he was confident he could destroy him completely.
Wang Chen carefully experienced the profound wonders of the Heaven–Human Unity realm and found that his perception had also increased tremendously.
Now he could sense everything around him not merely through his eyes or spiritual detection,
but through a strange, deeper sense that perceived the world itself.
In this merged state, heaven and earth felt like part of his own body.
Anything within this region of heaven and earth could not escape his perception.
Wang Chen murmured to himself,
"So this is the power of a Super Douluo… No wonder a single ninth-rank fixed-mounted soul-guided cannon shell, no matter how powerful, can easily kill a Titled Douluo, yet fails to slay a Super Douluo."
While he muttered softly, a golden ray of dawn broke through the darkness outside the window —
the first glimmer of light in the world, falling silently across his window frame.
Through the glass, Wang Chen gazed into the distance.
The clouds at the horizon were dyed brilliant colors by the morning sun.
Clearly, while he had been in enlightenment, time had flown by —
the whole night had passed unnoticed.
Wang Chen ended his cultivation, dressed neatly, and after eating breakfast,
turned and walked out of the Wang family mansion, heading toward the royal palace.
Today was the day Wang Chen would be officially conferred the title of Duke.
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