Douluo: My power increases in Two levels

"That's… the Hollow King's Flash! It's Feng'er! "

Over a hundred miles away from Han Feng's location, Han Dang's eyes lit up when he saw the dark red laser blast tear through the sky. Zhang Lingling nearly took flight on the spot. Without hesitation, the four of them raced toward the source of the light at full speed.

Back on the battlefield, Han Feng—now in his bull-headed state—had become even more ferocious. His strength had surged. Not only had he blocked the Sloth Giant Ape's terrifying strike, but he had also managed to wound it—albeit slightly. But the fact remained: this beast was equivalent to a 50,000-60,000-year-old soul beast—its power rivaling a full-fledged Soul Emperor!

Qian Renxue was shocked. But before she could even catch her breath, she saw Han Feng preparing to press the attack.

Her face turned pale. She hurriedly grabbed him, halting his advance. The bloodthirst in Han Feng's eyes dimmed slightly. He looked at Qian Renxue with a complicated expression, then abandoned the idea of continuing the assault.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief. "We need to leave. Now! "

"That Sloth Giant Ape only came for the berserk rhinoceros's brain. If we get out of its sight, it won't care about us anymore. Even if you managed to injure it, we still aren't strong enough to fight it head-on. We have to retreat—for now."

Han Feng nodded and deactivated his Hollow form.

As he returned to normal, Qian Renxue gave a visible sigh of relief. Without hesitation, she scooped him into her arms. Her four pairs of angelic wings beat the air, and the two soared high into the sky, vanishing into the distance before the Sloth Giant Ape could react.

Just as Qian Renxue had predicted, the Sloth Giant Ape watched them flee but didn't pursue. It let out a low snort, treating the attack as a passing annoyance, and instead turned toward the corpse of the berserk rhinoceros.

Only then did Qian Renxue truly relax. Had the ape chosen to give chase, she would have been forced to use her final trump card.

She flew until her soul power was entirely drained before finally stopping.

The entire flight, Han Feng was unusually quiet. His normally playful demeanor was gone. His small face was solemn; even the soft fragrance on Qian Renxue's body didn't seem to register. Deep in his eyes… a faint, chilling glint of killing intent flickered.

Han Feng hadn't expected his Hollow Mask to appear on its own during his emotional outburst. The boost it gave him—far more than the 40% increase typical for a Grand Soulmaster—came at a cost: his rationality had been partially overridden. He'd become like a wild, rampaging beast.

A normal person wouldn't dare charge a ten-thousand-year soul beast head-on.

It was clear—this external soul bone harbored powers he didn't fully understand.

But now wasn't the time to dwell on it.

He had never intended to reveal the Hollow Mask. Since obtaining it two and a half years ago, aside from showing off once in front of Han Dang and Zhang Lingling, he had never summoned it again.

This accident had not only exposed the bone's existence—it had revealed one of his greatest secrets… and Qian Renxue saw everything.

Wealth tempts the heart. And an external soul bone? Its allure rivaled that of a hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring.

Such a treasure could grow with the soul master.

Han Feng knew the truth: the Hollow Mask had not yet fully fused with him.

His father once warned him—if someone learns of your external soul bone, you either kill them or flee. No hesitation.

Han Feng understood. Even a Titled Douluo would covet this bone. And he couldn't be sure Qian Renxue wouldn't be tempted too.

But at least… right now… Qian Renxue's soul power was almost entirely spent. Her pale face showed how little strength she had left. The injuries from earlier only made things worse. If Han Feng went all out, unleashing all his cards, even though Qian Renxue was a Soul Ancestor, he might be able to take her down in one decisive strike.

To him, she was just a weak Soul Ancestor.

But… could he really do it?

Han Feng wasn't blind. It was Qian Renxue who had saved him from the Fire Spirit Cat. And during the battle just now… it was her, again, who nearly sacrificed herself to protect him.

Han Feng wasn't heartless. Not yet, at least.

In his past life, he was just a college student—hadn't even entered society. He wasn't a soldier. He wasn't an assassin.

He just… couldn't do it.

Who really transforms into a cold-blooded, overpowered monster the moment they land in a fantasy world? That's just lazy writing.

Thinking about it, Han Feng grew frustrated.

Why did I have to expose myself in front of Qian Qian-jie?!

And of all things—it had to be his most dangerous secret: the external soul bone. If it had been his second martial soul, he wouldn't have cared this much.

He didn't want to be enemies with Qian Renxue. Not at all.

As she landed, Qian Renxue staggered and nearly fell. Han Feng quickly caught her, his expression conflicted.

She said nothing. She could guess what he was thinking but chose to ignore it. Resting weakly against him, she waited.

Han Feng finally spoke. "Qian Qian-jie…"

"Mm? " Her heart skipped. She sensed he was about to make a decision. If he truly wanted to kill her, it wouldn't destroy her trust. She'd still see him as a younger brother—but the wound in her heart… it would remain.

Han Feng didn't dodge. "That… was my external soul bone. It came from my first soul ring's beast—a 400-year-old Bullhead Lava Turtle. I call it the Hollow Mask. Besides the mask itself, it also gave me the move you saw—Hollow King's Flash."

Qian Renxue blinked, just about to speak when Han Feng continued:

"My first soul skill, Life's Aegis, boosts soul power and defense by 60%. It also has a chance to block attacks completely—guaranteed for Grand Soulmasters and Soul Elders… 75% for Soul Ancestors… 50% for Soul Kings… 25% for Soul Emperors."

"My second ring, from the berserk rhinoceros, gave me Fixed-Point Guard. I can instantly teleport in front of a target, shield them from harm, and generate a fire shield. These shields stack—up to six total. Each one can block a full-powered blow from a Grand Soulmaster."

After that, Han Feng fell silent, not saying another word.

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes trembled slightly. Her voice was soft. "Han Feng… can I call you Xiao Feng? "

He blinked, surprised by the question, but nodded anyway.

She smiled. "Then tell me, Xiao Feng—why are you sharing all this with me? Right now, I'm out of strength, completely drained, and I know your secret…"

She trailed off. There was no need to say the rest aloud.

Han Feng looked at her pale yet stunning face, sighed, and said, "My dad told me—if anyone learns your secret, you have to wipe them out. But Qian Qian-jie… you saved my life. And you're beautiful too. I can't bring myself to do it. I trust you. I'm telling you this because if we meet again in the future, I don't want you to feel like I lied to you."

He shamelessly threw all the blame onto Han Dang.

Qian Renxue suddenly felt her nose sting with emotion.

Her body relaxed. Not because Han Feng had lost his killing intent—she still had backup plans—but because he hadn't disappointed her.

"So Uncle really is a bad guy then! When you go home, Xiao Feng, make sure you never say 'I love you' to him! "

She tried to sound lighthearted, tears sparkling in her eyes. In that moment, Han Feng's image carved itself deeper into her heart.

The tension between them eased.

Then Han Feng suddenly looked sheepish, recalling something she'd said earlier. "Wait… Qian Qian-jie… you already knew? "

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes and lightly knocked him on the head. "Of course I knew! Your killing intent was obvious. You don't even know how to hide it. If I weren't me, and you tried that on someone else? Heh…"

"Hehe…"

Han Feng chuckled dumbly. He hadn't realized it at all.

No one had ever taught him how to suppress killing intent. Not in his past life. And in this one, Han Dang and Zhang Lingling had deliberately shielded him from such things.

Now he understood why Han Dang always said his Stealth Shield still had flaws but never explained what they were.

Han Feng had assumed it was just stubbornness. But now… he knew.

It was the killing intent.

He was going to report all of Han Dang's secret stashes when he got home.

Watching Han Feng's unfiltered expression, Qian Renxue felt both amused and exasperated. "It's fine. Learning about killing intent too early can backfire. You could end up consumed by bloodlust. No need to rush."

"And your uncle wasn't wrong either. From now on, if anyone sees your external soul bone—unless you trust them with your life—you eliminate the threat. No hesitation."

"The world of soul masters is far more ruthless than you realize."

Her eyes dimmed slightly as she spoke, lost in memories of her own painful past.