She discovered that the moment Sword Douluo took his first step, the entire person's demeanor had undergone a complete transformation.
Originally, he stood there, his posture upright, like a vigorous and sturdy landscape.
But now, even without releasing his martial soul, he emanated a sharp aura that seemed to cleave space itself, causing her, who had been slow to react, to finally understand, her face draining of color.
Such, such terrifying pressure!
So, the battle had already begun!
Like a surging tide crashing against the reef, wave after wave of pressure struck her, stiffening her entire body. Under such pressure, she could barely even release her martial soul.
Bai Chenxiang's initial optimism was somewhat shattered by this overwhelming pressure.
At this moment, another voice came from her side: "Focus your mind, do not fear this pressure. Think of your goal, the persistence you hold. If you are unwilling to stop here, then use all your might to break through it."
"Even if you are exhausted, as long as your consciousness remains clear, do not cease your efforts to break through."
Bai Chenxiang was startled and, with difficulty, turned her head, meeting Tang Sui's calm, dark blue eyes.
There was no disappointment or contempt in them, only encouragement and seriousness.
A inexplicable sourness rose from her heart.
Bai Chenxiang exerted a slight force, her teeth biting down on her lip, drawing a trace of blood.
Under this pain, Bai Chenxiang's gaze grew increasingly resolute, and she began to gather all her strength to break free from the confinement of this pressure.
However, the power of a mere Soul Sect was insufficient to break through the pressure of an Limit Douluo.
Chen Xin, who had not yet moved, watched this scene. While he admired Bai Chenxiang's efforts to break free from his pressure, he was not interested in the outcome of her struggle.
Because he knew the result would only be… wait?
Chen Xin's gaze sharpened as he focused on Bai Chenxiang, who was now perspiring. His keen senses detected spatial fluctuations near Bai Chenxiang that were not caused by his own pressure.
Upon closer inspection, Chen Xin noticed Bai Chenxiang's shadow, cast diagonally towards Tang Sui by the sunlight, seemed unusual.
It was as if it were… alive.
Suddenly realizing, Chen Xin looked at Tang Sui, who glanced back as their gazes met.
Their eyes locked for a brief moment, as if conveying some information. With a fraction of her attention on Bai Chenxiang and the majority on Tang San and the others, they keenly observed Chen Xin's lips curve into a hint of amusement. Uncharacteristically, he did not press the attack, but instead stood his ground, using only his pressure to bear down on them.
But only Chen Xin knew that the majority of his pressure had already been isolated by Tang Sui's domain ability, leaving only the pressure that Bai Chenxiang's current soul power level could withstand and break through.
She was helping Bai Chenxiang grow.
Chen Xin, whose intention was to hone them and allow them to gain more from actual combat, fell silent for a moment. He then cooperated with Tang Sui, pretending his pressure was solely his own, to exert pressure on Bai Chenxiang.
Time ticked by, and five minutes, though seemingly short, felt like an eternity of torment for Bai Chenxiang.
Finally, Bai Chenxiang, soaked in sweat, erupted with a wave of soul power. With a loud cry, she broke free from the restraint, her soul power instantly refilled from exhaustion. She had, in one fell swoop, broken through the bottleneck of level 45 and entered level 46!
The joy of promotion and the replenishment of soul power and stamina brought a smile to Bai Chenxiang's face. She turned and happily looked at Tang Sui, "I've broken through to level 46!"
As soon as she spoke, Bai Chenxiang suddenly realized something. She looked in surprise at herself, who could move freely amidst the immense pressure. With a sharp eye, she noticed a layer of black and red light enveloping her, like a membrane, protecting her.
"Xiangxiang, congratulations!" Ma Hongjun raised his hand and gave her a thumbs-up.
"I..." Bai Chenxiang looked up at the faint glow emanating from Ma Hongjun and the others, then at the layer of light on Tang Sui's fair skin, which was the same as hers. She immediately understood the source of this light membrane, "This is..."
The latter smiled faintly, "This is the domain's amplification effect. You can now disregard a certain degree of pressure and launch an attack."
This statement acted as a signal. A vast and terrifying sharp aura instantly spread from Chen Xin, sweeping over everyone.
The powerful sword energy forced the Great Master to quickly retreat to a distance as far as Flandre and Zhao Wuji, where he could stand firm and observe the battlefield.
"Here it comes! Brothers, release your martial souls!"
As the formidable sword energy surged towards them, Dai Mubai knew this was the signal for the battle to begin.
He strode forward, letting out a tiger's roar. A brilliant white light instantly enveloped him, and the phantom of a white tiger with the character "King" on its forehead appeared behind him.
At the same time, Dai Mubai instantly completed his martial soul fusion, his body rapidly expanding, his skin covered in black markings and white fur of a tiger beast.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
Six spirit rings emerged, and Dai Mubai's momentum surged to a new height. The powerful aura and kingly pressure he unleashed momentarily disrupted the terrifying sword energy. The other companions who could move also instantly released their martial souls and spirit rings.
Zhao Wuji chuckled, "Good lad. Mubai's soul power has improved again. It looks like he's already reached level 65!"
Flandre, beaming with pride, adjusted his glasses and smiled as he watched the children one by one release their martial souls.
Zhu Zhuqing's back manifested a black cat, her fingernails elongating into the sharp claws of a feline. Her aura was cold and somber. The number of spirit rings floating around her was the same as Dai Mubai's, but with an added touch of chilling darkness.
"Caw—!"
A clear phoenix cry rang out. Five spirit rings spun, and fiery phoenix flames surged, forming wings that lifted him into the air. Above him was the phantom of a phoenix bathed in fire.
Also flashing six rings, the dazzling Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was held in Ning Rongrong's right palm. The brilliant treasure light made her appear ethereal and fairy-like, adding a touch of elven grace.
Oscar was also a six-ringed Soul Emperor, now able to transform into an attack-type or other types of soul masters. He held his sausage martial soul, his vigilance at its peak, ready to act opportunistically.
Because he now had multiple options, he intended to choose his companions' blood based on the situation to replicate their martial souls.
Xiao Wu, who had entered her mature period, revealed six rings, with a pink mist swirling around her.
Bai Chenxiang also rose into the air, surrounded by four top-tier spirit rings. However, among her companions exuding powerful auras, she appeared small and delicate, like a fledgling swallow.
Also flashing six rings, the Blue Silver Emperor, after its second awakening, was held in Tang San's palm, exuding a stern aura.
However, Chen Xin's gaze was locked onto Tang Sui, beside Ning Rongrong.