Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 22 Dream Bubble
This Wind Spirit Deer is indeed a top-tier soul beast that is very suitable for Yin Chen.

I was worried for a long time that I wouldn't be able to find a good enough target, but I didn't expect to meet such a suitable one so quickly.

"Hmm, this beast is a perfect match for Little Silver Dust."

Man Yi nodded slightly and didn't delay any longer.

She took a step forward, without even releasing her martial spirit, but simply raised her wrinkled hand and pressed it against the wind spirit deer that had alertly raised its head.

In an instant, countless tiny starlight seemed to appear out of thin air above the open space, like a nebula suddenly descending from the night sky.

A gentle yet immense pressure, as vast as the sea, crashed down, precisely enveloping the Wind Spirit Deer.

The Wind Spirit Deer let out a terrified cry, its body radiating a bright blue light as it tried to transform into a gust of wind and escape.

However, under the absolute suppression of a level 93 Title Douluo, all its struggles were in vain.

The vast nebula power was like the strongest shackles, binding it firmly in place, unable to even move its hooves. Only its bright eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Nebula Douluo, Martial Soul: Nebula Fan.

Even without revealing the true form of its martial soul, its power to control the stars and clouds is already evident.

"Little Silver Dust, do it," Manyi calmly instructed.

Yin Chen nodded, the clock-like markings in his eyes subtly shifting.

He stepped forward, stood before the completely imprisoned Wind Spirit Deer, and raised his right hand.

The flowing winds around him, imbued with the rhythm of time—the Wind of Time—quietly gathered and condensed in his palm into a pale blue wind blade as thin as a cicada's wing, with fragments of time seemingly swirling around its edges.

Without hesitation, he swung his arm.

"call out--!"

The wind blades swept silently through the air, precisely slicing through the neck of the Wind Spirit Deer.

Blood splattered, the light in the Wind Spirit Deer's eyes quickly dimmed, and its life force came to an abrupt end.

A bright yellow spirit ring slowly condensed and rose from his corpse.

Yin Chen immediately sat down cross-legged and used his soul power to guide the yellow soul ring toward himself.

Unlike the agonizing process of Xia Die absorbing the thousand-year-old soul ring, Yin Chen's absorption of this five-hundred-year-old soul ring was smooth and uneventful.

Although the energy of the spirit ring was immense, it was well within the limits that his body and meridians could withstand.

Yin Chen carefully guided this pure wind attribute energy, transforming it into the most fundamental soul power, and resonating with the Time Ruler Martial Soul.

The entire process lasted less than half an hour.

When Yin Chen opened his eyes again, the yellow spirit ring beneath his feet had stabilized, and the fluctuations of his spirit power were noticeably stronger, having reached level twelve and officially becoming a one-ring spirit master.

Although it can't compare to Xia Die, being able to increase two levels is already quite good, considering that most Soul Masters can only increase one level after absorbing a Soul Ring.

Moreover, Yin Chen did not absorb soul rings beyond a certain age.

"Success."

Xu Jiujiu said happily, and then asked impatiently.

"Yin Chen, tell me quickly, what is your first soul skill?"

Yin Chen stood up, feeling the new power within his body and the soul skill information that clearly appeared in his mind.

He looked at Xu Jiujiu and Manyi, without hiding anything: "My first soul skill is called—Dream Bubble."

"Dreamlike Bubble?" He repeated softly for a long time, feeling that the name was full of the charm of time, yet somewhat elusive.

"Its effect is... to recreate in the present 'phenomena' that have already occurred and ended in the past, like bubbles."

Yin Chen explained as he began the demonstration.

His gaze locked onto a patch of empty space beside the open area. With a wave of his right hand, he activated his innate ability, Wind of Time. A pale blue wind blade shot out, leaving a fleeting ripple in the air before its energy was depleted and it vanished without a trace.

"Your Highness."

Yin Chen looked at Xu Jiujiu.

"Take a sturdy longsword and place it on the path my wind blade just traced."

Although Xu Jiujiu didn't understand why, he still took out a long sword with a cold light and flowing runes from his storage soul tool as instructed.

She explained, "This is a level four soul tool longsword, extremely hard. With the strength of your wind blade, there is absolutely no way it could be damaged in the slightest."

As she spoke, she carefully placed the longsword horizontally over the empty trajectory where the wind blade had just disappeared.

Yin Chen nodded, and his yellow spirit rings began to shine as he activated his first spirit skill—Dream Bubble.

There were no signs, no process.

The instant the longsword was placed on its trajectory, an invisible wind blade, as if it had returned from the other side of time, appeared out of thin air on the predetermined trajectory, as if it had never disappeared and had always existed there, only to reappear at this moment.

"Keng!"

A crisp snapping sound rang out.

The level-four soul tool longsword, which was powerful enough to withstand the full force of a Soul King's attack, broke in two as if it had encountered an irresistible force.

The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror, as if it was always like that.

After a long while, her lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.

Yin Chen's wind blades were far from possessing such power. The only explanation is that these reappearing wind blades did not rely on energy intensity to cut through the longsword, but rather forcibly executed the past fact that "the wind blades sliced ​​through the air."

In the face of such phenomena recurring, the hardness of matter is meaningless, because the outcome is already predetermined.

"To reproduce the 'past phenomena' in the 'present'...ignore defenses and get straight to the result..."

Man Yi murmured softly, a sharp light flashing in her cloudy eyes like never before.

"Such abilities... I would like to experience them for myself."

After saying that, without waiting for Yin Chen's response, she gestured for Yin Chen to unleash another wind blade into the air.

After the wind blades dissipated, the Nebula Douluo actually took a few steps forward and stood precisely on the trajectory of the wind blades, saying in a deep voice, "Little Yin Chen, activate your soul skill towards me."

Yin Chen took a deep breath, knowing this was a good opportunity to test the limits of his soul skill, and he activated his soul ring again.

Swish!
The deadly wind blade appeared suddenly, like a ghost, right next to Manyi's body, without any warning.

Although Man Yi was prepared, her powerful mental strength and the keen perception of a Title Douluo allowed her to detect that tiny fluctuation at the critical moment.

With a thought, her powerful starlight soul force instantly condensed in front of her into a seemingly fragile yet powerful starlight shield that could withstand attacks from Soul Douluo, blocking the wind blades.

However, in the next instant, Manyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

She witnessed firsthand how the starlight shield, powerful enough to withstand the attacks of a Contra, was wiped out the instant it came into contact with the wind blade, leaving a smooth gap.

The wind blade pierced through the shield, its momentum undiminished, continuing along its predetermined trajectory—as if the shield had never existed.

(End of this chapter)