Sign-In in Douluo Dalu.

Chapter 369.

After Wang Feng left the two behind, he found a quiet, deserted spot and removed his mask.

Beneath it was a face that could rival the stars, his eyes seemingly containing the profound mysteries of the universe. If anyone were present, they would find it nearly impossible to tear their gaze away from his face.

"With the soul ring years increased by 20,000 years, I can now raise two of my rings to the hundred-thousand-year level," Wang Feng murmured to himself. 

"The system's additional reward is this enhancement to my soul rings' years. Is it trying to pave my path to godhood? This kind of reward is on par with the top-tier god trials on the Douluo continent. Although, 20,000 years increment isn't that significant..."

He pondered for a moment, then decided to enhance the lifespan of the Qiankun Cauldron soul ring of 90,000-year-old soul ring to 110,000 years. He deemed the Qiankun Cauldron more impactful for his current needs.

A scarlet soul ring emerged silently around Wang Feng. At this moment, he finally possessed his first hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Although it was just one, the boost it provided was substantial for him.

For most Titled Douluo, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring offers significant enhancements, but it pales compared to the amplification Wang Feng felt. The pressure alone from such a soul ring was far beyond that of an ordinary ten thousand year one.

Moreover, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring granted not just one, but two soul abilities.

Once the Mountain and Sea Ice Dragon Whale's soul ring was upgraded to a hundred thousand years, Wang Feng unlocked its second ability, a unique passive soul skill. Any enemy that attacked him would have their spiritual power sealed for five seconds.

This ability would automatically activate whenever Wang Feng switched to the Qiankun Cauldron form.

"This soul ability... it's incredibly powerful," Wang Feng muttered as he observed his skin, now as smooth and radiant as ice jade. In the distance, a soul beast that had attempted to strike him stood frozen, literally transformed into an ice sculpture.

He couldn't help but be impressed. This ability could prove invaluable in places like Hell Road. Since it required no soul power to use it, the Qiankun Cauldron would trigger it automatically upon transformation.

If he had possessed this skill earlier, his journey through Hell Road would have been far easier. Even the final mirror image challenge would have been a breeze.

The hundred-thousand-year ability of the soul ring was a game-changer. Despite some soul abilities having immunity to control-type effects, it would be challenging for anyone to resist this particular power.

Though the seal only lasted for five seconds, that brief window was more than enough for Wang Feng to decide the outcome of a battle.

And when he later enhanced his Black Thorns Armor, his combat potential would only grow further.

Any Title Douluo who dared to attack Wang Feng would be immediately subjected to a devastating combination of spiritual sealing, weakened defenses, and counter-shock. Defeating them would be as effortless as slicing through melons and vegetables.

Every enemy who dared to strike him was essentially signing their own defeat.

"I'll call this ability [Icebane]," Wang Feng decided after a moment of thought.

In addition to gaining this new spirit ability, the 20,000-year soul ring enhancement had raised Wang Feng's cultivation by one level, pushing him to rank fifty-eight.

"After more than four years, I've only advanced ten levels..." Wang Feng sighed, feeling a bit frustrated. 

"It's too slow. Luckily, my current cultivation speed hasn't dropped compared to everyone else."

That was the one thing Wang Feng could rely on.

For some time –now, Wang Feng had been contemplating a name for his current physique that has been tempered by Red Lotus Karmic Flame. After much deliberation, inspiration finally struck him.

'The Dustless Physique,' he mused.

It was simple and unadorned, free of the usual grandiose suffixes like Holy Body, Dao Body, or Divine Body.

Satisfied with his decision, Wang Feng retrieved a piece of ancient wood from his soul guide.

"This ancient wood should contain the secret of the Word, right?" Wang Feng muttered, studying the piece.

The wood had a dark brown, dense texture, emanating an aura of antiquity. Yet, despite its apparent value, the surface was utterly blank.

"???"

Wang Feng stared at it, his brows furrowed.

He examined the ancient wood for a long time but found no inscriptions, symbols, or hints.

Where is the Former Word Secret inscribed? Did it require him to comprehend it on his own?

"This material... it's extraordinary," Wang Feng speculated. "It's likely far superior to anything found in the Douluo World. Could it be some kind of high-grade material from another dimension?"

After a prolonged period of contemplation, Wang Feng was still unable to discern even a single character. His thoughts began to wander.

"Could this be because I only have half of it?"

The idea struck him suddenly. This ancient wood was just one piece, perhaps –incomplete. Was the system planning to provide the other half later? Would the secrets be revealed only when the two pieces were united?

Alternatively, he considered the possibility that understanding the secret might require personal insight and enlightenment.

At that moment, Wang Feng felt a sudden shift in the air. His expression sharpened as he stowed the ancient wood and donned his mask once more. A faint sneer crossed his face.

"Interesting. It seems a Titled Douluo is pursuing me."

Wang Feng's eyes glimmered with surprise.

Since leaving the Hell Road, he had remained vigilant. He suspected that once Hu Liena emerged, she might be accompanied by a powerful Titled Douluo. Thus, he had maintained his guard and moved swiftly.

However, he hadn't expected to be tracked so soon.

However, Wang Feng wasn't afraid of a Titled Douluo anymore.

Of course, if it were someone as strong as Bibi Dong or Qian Daoliu, he wouldn't stand a chance and could only flee. But if it was a Titled Douluo at the 92nd or 93rd level, there was a possibility he could kill them outright if he went all out. However, doing so would expose his identity.

If it turned out to be a Super Douluo at the 95th level or higher, the situation would be far more troublesome. After all, the power gap between each level was immense.

While Wang Feng was contemplating, he suddenly sensed the approaching Titled Douluo, and a raspy voice echoed through the air.

"Jie jie… so you're the infamous White Death God. You could detect me from afar? Impressive. Your reputation isn't just for show then. It seems your level must be at least Soul Douluo."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Feng immediately recognized the speaker—it was Ghost Douluo!

Ghost Douluo? Wang Feng's thoughts quickened. If he's here, then Chrysanthemum Douluo is likely nearby as well. But… why are they trying to kill me?

He was puzzled. He was certain that his true identity hadn't been exposed. He was referring to him as the White Death God, not by his alias, Jiu Yikai or his true name Wang Feng. This meant they hadn't recognized who he truly was.

So why the sudden hostility?

Could it be Bibi Dong's doing? Wang Feng speculated. She is the one pulling the strings behind Hu Liena and had likely been to the Slaughter City herself. Maybe she saw my feats as the White Death God and decided I was too dangerous to be left alive?

The thought amused him.

You don't even know who I am, yet you've sent people to kill me?

At the very least, you could have tried recruiting me first. If I refused, then sure, send assassins. Would it hurt to show a little respect to the White Death God who had passed the Hell Road?

And yet, this timing was no coincidence. It was right after he had emerged from Hell Road, when both his soul power and mental state were at their weakest. A perfect opportunity for an ambush.

Still, Wang Feng had to admire Bibi Dong's decisiveness.

She must have deduced from his actions in the Slaughter City that the White Death God wasn't someone who could be easily subdued or persuaded to join any faction. He had even turned down the Great Slaughter King's offer, refusing to align with anyone.

Given his strength and his –independent nature, Bibi –Dong must have concluded that recruiting him was futile. Coupled with his overwhelming power, the most logical course of action was to eliminate him while he was vulnerable.

Tang San probably has Tang Hao watching his back, so Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo wouldn't dare make a move against him.

As these thoughts raced through Wang Feng's mind like lightning, he began piecing together why Ghost Douluo had appeared at this moment.

Wait… the Soul Hall…

A sudden realization struck him like a bolt of lightning.

But before he could fully process the thought, a ghostly figure emerged in the distance.

It was none other than the spectral form of Ghost Douluo, slowly advancing toward him.

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