Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 293: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

Xu Bai returned to the room, intending to ask Chen Ming if he had any orders, but what he saw on the table left his mind completely blank. There were four newly assembled soul tools sitting there.

Sure, first- and second-level soul tools didn't require much technical skill, and they were relatively fast to produce.

But the issue was, that fast meant a second-level soul engineer could produce one in about a day, or a higher-level soul engineer could complete it in a few hours. It didn't mean they could just be casually thrown together in mere minutes!

And among those devices was a soul shield!

While soul ray guns were among the simplest types of soul tools, soul shields were among the most complex. The gap between the two was enormous. Typically, a soul engineer one level higher than the shield's grade would be required to craft it. The complexity and cost of a shield were several times that of a ray gun.

But... Xu Bai had only been gone for half an hour.

No, not even that—he'd only been out for a few minutes! And now these soul tools were already done?

How could Xu Bai be so sure these soul tools had just been made?

Because the carving tools and raw materials Chen Ming had used were the ones Xu Bai had left on the table before leaving. Xu Bai could even see the scraps left over from carving the soul tools' cores scattered across the table.

"My lord, are you... a sixth—no, a seventh-level soul engineer?" Even though he knew his life was in this man's hands, Xu Bai couldn't suppress the trembling in his voice as he asked Chen Ming.

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At this moment, he desperately hoped Chen Ming would answer "yes." But Chen Ming simply shook his head.

"I'm only a fourth-level soul engineer. I just read a book and learned about it. After all, the materials you have here only go up to the fourth-level soul engineer standards. These tools are just pieces I made to practice; I wanted to ask you how they turned out."

Xu Bai's legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees, staring blankly at Chen Ming with his mouth agape as if his soul had left his body.

After a long while, he shakily stood up and approached the soul tools, beginning to test them one by one.

He fired the soul ray gun at a target in the room. The energy consumption was minimal, the power was excellent, and the internal structure was remarkably stable. Using it even gave an unexpectedly smooth and seamless feeling.

The power wasn't overwhelming, but the charging and firing speeds far exceeded normal standards. Its efficiency in utilizing soul power was outstanding, drastically reducing both the user's energy expenditure and the wear and tear on the gun with each shot.

Though it wasn't designed for rapid consecutive firing, its overall performance was so impressive that it could easily handle short bursts of rapid fire.

The defensive soul shield was even more extraordinary. The structure was stable, its deployment was quick, and the shield's strength was exceptional. Despite being a standard second-level soul device crafted with ordinary runes and metals, every aspect of its performance was the very best among second-level devices.

Even if Xu Bai used better runes and higher-quality metals to create a second-level soul device, he wouldn't be able to match this level of craftsmanship.

After testing the devices, Xu Bai stared blankly at Chen Ming, his mind completely devoid of thought.

His strength couldn't compare. His talent couldn't compare. Even his skills in crafting soul tools couldn't compare.

Xu Bai would rather believe that the man before him was a legendary seventh-level soul engineer cultivated by the Rising Sun Empire or the Bright Moon Empire. He would rather believe that these low-level soul tools were the work of a master craftsman than accept the reality that these had been created in such a short time by someone who had never touched soul tools before.

"I am a half-god who has transcended the limits of soul masters. I've come to the Sun-Moon Continent to develop my followers. Because my strength is so overwhelming, crafting soul tools is a simple matter for me."

Looking at the dazed Xu Bai, Chen Ming first constructed a barrier to block the flow of energy, then quietly activated his domain of elements.

Various elements danced in his hands, constantly shifting forms. Light, fire, darkness, thunder—nearly every imaginable and unimaginable element appeared, one after another, transforming endlessly.

The elements took the shapes of soul beasts, such as dragons, phoenixes, and qilins, playfully swirling and clashing around Chen Ming. This fantastical sight turned the small room into a surreal realm. Xu Bai stared at it in a stupor, the soul tool in his hand slipping to the ground unnoticed.

At this moment, his mind had completely overloaded.

The strongest person Xu Bai had ever seen in his life was a Soul Douluo from the Rising Sun Empire. That expert, with their eight soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black—and awe-inspiring true martial soul form, had shown terrifying destructive power by slaying a ten-thousand-year soul beast in a single blow. That was what Xu Bai had believed to be the pinnacle of strength.

In his eyes, Soul Douluo were already like demigods, and Titled Douluo were true deities. But the scene before him shattered his worldview.

Chen Ming wasn't displaying destructive power, yet every element exuded an aura that utterly suppressed Xu Bai's martial soul. Even the slightest released energy made him feel as though his very soul was being torn from his body. If Chen Ming hadn't deliberately restrained his aura, the elemental spirits frolicking around him could have easily crushed Xu Bai's body and will.

Life and death, decay and renewal—behind Chen Ming, countless visions appeared. They depicted the cycle of life, from birth to death and rebirth, manifesting the entirety of existence.

Sickness, aging, death, rebirth, and growth—these universal truths unfolded in the space, symbolizing the inevitability of death and the renewal that springs from it.

The aura emanating from Chen Ming was profoundly pure and sacred. Even the most ignorant would sense the transcendence and divinity within it. It was something utterly beyond the realm of mortals.

Witnessing this, Xu Bai collapsed to his knees with a loud thud, tears streaming down his face as he murmured under his breath.

"A god... This is the power of a god."

"A god... A true god has descended."

Chen Ming could feel the beginnings of faith forming within Xu Bai's heart. It was faint but undeniably present.

With a solemn expression, Chen Ming stepped forward, gathering soul power in his palm. He gently patted Xu Bai on the shoulder three times.

The first tap infused Xu Bai with vitality, rejuvenating his body, which had been weakened by years of hardship and accumulated toxins. His aged, frail body rapidly regained its vigor, the toxins dissipating. He felt as though he had been reborn.

The second tap injected warm soul power, awakening the dormant energy within Xu Bai. It guided his internal strength to new heights, transforming the previously chaotic soul power into something pure and robust. His soul power surged from level 53 to 54.

The third tap manipulated Xu Bai's martial soul and soul power. Chen Ming infused a trace of extreme fire and light attributes, using his spiritual power to guide the collision of these forces with Xu Bai's martial soul. This ignited the core of Xu Bai's martial soul and awakened the latent power within his bloodline.

Though the process was excruciating, Xu Bai could distinctly feel his martial soul evolving. His fire element intensified and purified, ultimately condensing into a radiant sphere of blazing energy.

This was one of the most powerful martial souls on the Sun-Moon Continent, an ability now found only among the direct descendants of the Rising Sun Empire's royal family—the Sun.