Nobles' District — Wang Family Residence.
At this moment, the entire Wang Family estate was enveloped in a faint white radiance. Even the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth became denser than usual, forming a mystical scene.
Although the Wang Family members were extremely curious about the pale white light, under the orders of the high-ranking elders, everyone had gathered at the outskirts of the family grounds.
They had received a peculiar command: before the white radiance completely dissipated, no one was allowed to meditate or absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, otherwise their lives would be in danger.
Anyone who disobeyed the family order would be punished by family law. Naturally, the family also promised to compensate each clan member with gold soul coins for the loss of cultivation time.
Under the leadership of the former patriarch Wang Yan, the Great Elder Wang Lu, and other senior elders, everything within the Wang Family was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Meanwhile, because Wang Chen was worried that condensing his soul core might cause destruction to the surroundings, he had his friends and family temporarily wait outside the family grounds.
On the rooftop of a villa, Xu Tianzhen sat idly, resting her chin on her hand as she looked toward the center of the Wang Family estate, thinking to herself, "I wonder when my husband will finish cultivating. It's so boring waiting like this…"
Not far away, Ye Guyi stared at Xu Tianzhen on the rooftop, her large blue eyes filled with mixed emotions.
Scenes of the grand national wedding a few days ago resurfaced in her mind.
At that time, all of Mingdu had been decorated with lanterns and banners. The emperor himself had attended, many Rank Nine Soul Engineers had offered their congratulations, and countless people had cheered. The splendor of that event was unforgettable even now.
How she wished it had been her standing beside Wang Chen in that wedding ceremony, not someone else.
Nearby, Juzi looked at Ye Guyi with a hint of sympathy in her eyes. But sympathy was one thing—she still sneered inwardly at Ye Guyi's desire to monopolize Wang Chen.
Juzi knew very well that the stronger a man became, the less likely he was to be bound by any woman.
If Wang Chen truly loved only one woman, that woman definitely wouldn't be you, Ye Guyi.
Recently, Juzi had been promoted by Wang Chen, placed in charge of managing part of the Wang Family's affairs, and also served as the patriarch's personal secretary.
Inwardly, she thought, "A woman who can make Wang Chen love her and her alone hasn't been born yet. What woman could ever stand on equal footing with a man as powerful as him?"
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At the center of the Wang Family estate, inside Wang Chen's courtyard.
Wang Chen sat cross-legged, his energy, spirit, and focus reaching their absolute peak.
On his wrist, he wore a silver-white Rank Nine soul tool bracelet—a gift from Kong Deming.
This Rank Nine bracelet was a life-saving device. When its wearer suffered a fatal attack, it would generate a defensive barrier lasting three seconds.
During those three seconds, any attack from a soul master below level ninety-five would fail to harm Wang Chen in the slightest. Even a full-powered strike from a level ninety-five Super Douluo could be blocked for one second—enough time for Wang Chen to counterattack or retreat. It was, in every sense, a life-saving treasure.
With this item in his possession, Wang Chen's safety had greatly increased. Even if a Super Douluo-level expert from the Holy Spirit Cult ambushed him, Wang Chen would still have the chance to turn the tables.
Sensing the faint, pure energy of life that filled the Wang Family grounds, Wang Chen's lips curved into a faint smile.
Now, the flow of heaven and earth's energy within the entire Wang estate was under his control—perfect for his upcoming condensation of the soul core.
Each Martial Soul possessed its own unique origin force. Fire-type origins were blazing hot, ice-type origins frigid, earth-type origins heavy and steady.
Some Martial Souls possessed even more peculiar attributes, such as spiritual or spatial origins.
Wang Chen's Soul-Tool Spirit Martial Soul had a special origin force known as the Source of Spirit (Ling Zhi Benyuan), which possessed its own distinctive quality.
The influence of the Source of Spirit could last for an exceptionally long time—something other origin forces did not possess.
When the Source of Spirit infused spiritual essence into non-living things, those objects would remain under Wang Chen's control for an extended period.
By taking advantage of this property, many complex problems became easier to solve.
For instance, during the last attack by the Titled Douluo-level evil soul master, Wang Chen had preemptively infused the Source of Spirit into the Wang Family estate, creating a home-field advantage that strengthened his power. Otherwise, at that time, his strength might not have been enough to defeat that enemy.
Now, Wang Chen was using this same method to aid the condensation of his soul core.
Condensing a soul core was not easy.
First, the soul master had to compress their soul power from liquid form into solid form.
Once the soul power was fully compressed into a solid state, it would begin to instinctively absorb the surrounding energy of heaven and earth—this marked the formation of the soul core prototype.
However, this prototype was extremely unstable. A single mistake could cause it to collapse or even explode violently.
The prototype contained an enormous amount of energy—both condensed soul power and raw spiritual energy from heaven and earth—so powerful that it could even cause spatial distortions.
During this process, the prototype would naturally absorb spatial power. Once it had absorbed enough, the prototype would collapse inward and stabilize, thus completing the formation of the soul core.
The final step was to merge the soul core into the body's dantian.
Once it merged successfully, the soul core condensation would be complete.
It sounded simple—but in truth, it was extremely dangerous.
Condensing a soul core required both powerful spiritual strength and a robust physical body—neither could be lacking.
The immense energy within the prototype made it unstable; without sufficient spiritual control, the core would collapse and explode, resulting in severe injury or death.
If the physical body were not strong enough, then during fusion, the soul core's overwhelming power would cause the body to burst apart.
This was precisely why Titled Douluo were so rare. Across the entire Sun Moon Empire, there were barely twenty individuals who had reached level ninety.
However, these two requirements—spiritual strength and physical endurance—were no problem for Wang Chen.
Both his body and mind were comparable to those of a Titled Douluo. Condensing a soul core would be difficult, yes, but not impossible.
Moreover, since he had already arranged the entire Wang Family's flow of energy to assist him, the difficulty would be drastically reduced.
Wang Chen, confident and focused, began his attempt.
Dense liquid soul power flowed from his palm, coalescing into a small shimmering orb.
He continuously compressed his internal soul power into the orb while injecting his spiritual energy to keep it under control.
Under the perfect control of his tangible-yet-formless spiritual strength, the process proceeded smoothly.
As more soul power was compressed, the pressure increased, and the liquid soul orb became increasingly viscous.
A faint golden spiritual light surrounded it, preventing any leakage.
For an ordinary level-seventy soul master, this would have been impossible—the liquid soul power would have evaporated into the air almost instantly.
Time passed quickly. Three hours later, Wang Chen had compressed most of his dantian's soul power into the orb, which was now solidified.
As it turned solid, a terrifying suction force spread outward, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth—it had become a true soul core prototype.
This was the most dangerous stage, as uncontrolled natural energy could easily destabilize the prototype.
Normally, soul masters needed to consume immense spiritual energy to stabilize it.
But Wang Chen was different. He had already infused the area with his Source of Spirit, bringing the surrounding energy under his control.
There was no risk of instability.
With a commanding tone, Wang Chen said, "Heaven and Earth Energy—come!"
At his call, the surrounding spiritual energy surged toward him, forming a massive funnel-shaped vortex.
Like liquid pouring through a funnel, the vast energy of heaven and earth streamed into the soul core prototype.
The process was astonishingly smooth—no violent fluctuations, no instability.
If other soul masters attempting to condense their cores could have seen this, their eyes would have popped out in disbelief.
As more energy flowed in, the prototype grew more powerful. The surrounding space distorted, faint black cracks of spatial fissures appearing around it.
Through these fissures, the core absorbed threads of spatial power—an essential step in soul core formation.
Without absorbing enough spatial power, a core could not become self-sustaining—it would either dissipate or explode once released.
Wang Chen focused intently on observing the space fissures.
Opportunities to study spatial power like this were extremely rare—normally, any fissure he created with force would heal almost instantly.
Now, however, because of the soul core condensation, they lingered long enough for him to observe.
He felt the space power—wild, violent, tearing even at his spiritual energy.
This made Wang Chen realize even more clearly how dangerous this process was for ordinary soul masters.
For anyone else, the violent space energy would make control nearly impossible.
One mistake, and the core would explode—only those with protective artifacts could survive.
But for Wang Chen, it was manageable.
His prototype was stable; he could afford to focus on observing space itself.
The fissures grew stronger as the core absorbed more energy.
Wang Chen memorized every fluctuation, every distortion, engraving the sensation into his mind.
An hour later, the funnel of heaven and earth energy dissipated. All the energy had been fully absorbed into the core.
The surrounding space was now densely webbed with cracks.
The power within the core was immense—spatial energy surged violently, consuming his spiritual energy at a faster rate.
Yet the core grew stronger, turning from white to a blend of black, white, and gold. The dark hue pulsed with awe-inspiring might.
Seeing this, Wang Chen realized the prototype had absorbed enough spatial energy to complete the condensation.
At this point, most soul masters would be overjoyed—but Wang Chen decided not to stop yet.
Though the spatial energy's tearing sensation was painful, every moment increased the core's strength.
He checked his spiritual sea—forty percent of his power remained. He could endure a while longer.
After some time, pale-faced, Wang Chen finally decided it was enough. He couldn't risk depleting his spirit entirely.
He controlled the prototype to collapse inward.
Boom!
The soul core prototype trembled lightly and abruptly stopped absorbing energy.
The surrounding distortions smoothed out; the once-violent space power became calm and soft.
Then, waves of spatial energy rippled outward, collapsing inward toward the core's center—forming a perfect sphere.
Wang Chen observed it closely, recalling how Kong Deming had once inscribed a spatial core array on rare metals, using similar principles.
Moments later, the prototype completed its collapse, forming a miniature black vortex—the true soul core.
Within it swirled a terrifying energy. Wang Chen could feel a bridge-like connection between himself and that vortex.
Around it rippled faint waves of spiritual energy, gradually manifesting as the form of his Soul-Tool Spirit Martial Soul, radiating the unique fluctuations of the Source of Spirit.
For all Titled Douluo and even powerful soul beasts, the soul core always reflected their Martial Soul's attribute.
In other words, the soul core was the embodiment of one's Martial Soul.
Looking at his core, Wang Chen knew there remained one final step: integrating it into his body.
Once he possessed a soul core, the power gap between him and a Titled Douluo would vanish.
Even a Titled Douluo would no longer be his match.
However, this final step could not be taken lightly.
Wang Chen's goal was to integrate the core into his upper dantian, leaving the middle and lower dantian for potential second and third cores in the future.
He guided the soul core toward his brow.
A tearing pain struck instantly. Wang Chen clutched his forehead, feeling as if countless hammers were pounding inside his skull.
Moments later, his spiritual sea—fortified by the Gold of Living Beings—perfectly accommodated the soul core.
As it merged, Wang Chen's aura surged violently. Cracks appeared on the surrounding buildings within hundreds of meters.
Vast soul power poured continuously from the soul core, circulating through his meridians according to the Tongmai Technique, before returning to his dantian, forming a perfect cycle.
Brilliant white light burst from the center of his brow. Mysterious white patterns spread across his body, and a radiant white sun appeared behind him.
With eyes closed, Wang Chen activated his soul core.
Instantly, it released an immense suction force, drawing the surrounding energy of space toward him, forming a massive energy vortex.
The sheer volume of energy absorption was terrifying.
Wang Chen could clearly sense that the soul core was not only absorbing energy from the material world but also drawing power directly from space itself.
Both the quality and quantity of his soul power had undergone a fundamental transformation. His recovery speed for both soul power and spiritual power increased dramatically.
Feeling the surge of his new strength, Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes and murmured:
"In today's Sun Moon Empire, other than Elder Kong—who else can be my match?"
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