Chapter 97: Don't Worship Your Brother, Your Brother Is Just a Legend!

Three months later, on Sea God Island.

Zhou Yu and the Shrek Five Monsters had been cultivating for a full three months.

Each of them, upon participating in the trial and breaking through their bottleneck, would receive a God-Bestowed Soul Ring.

Relying on the multiple Immortal Herbs he had consumed previously and tempering his Golden Body within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Zhou Yu's physique had been strengthened to a Demi-God Body, and the speed of his soul power increase far surpassed that of ordinary Spirit Masters.

After these three months of cultivation, his soul power level reached eighty; with just one God-Bestowed Soul Ring, he could break through to become a Title Douluo.

Among the Shrek group, only Tang San had reached level seventy first, needing only one God-Bestowed Soul Ring to reach the Soul Saint level.

The Sea God Douluo, Bo Saixi, appeared at the right moment and released two God-Bestowed Soul Rings onto Zhou Yu and Tang San.

Before beginning to absorb the God-Bestowed Soul Ring, Zhou Yu activated his Spirit Avatar; a giant blue dragon soared into the sky, flying through the heavens.

He released all his soul power and accepted this trial using only his body.

All the golden light of the God-Bestowed Soul Ring turned into threads of gold, weaving as they constantly shuttled around Zhou Yu's body.

Accompanied by the shuttling of these golden threads, subtle fluctuations began to appear on Zhou Yu's face, and the soul power within his body was released without reservation.

Time passed second by second; in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

Zhou Yu's forehead was already covered in a layer of fine beads of sweat, and these beads of sweat were actually golden.

Waves of golden light crashed against Zhou Yu's body one after another, bringing him to the brink of collapse.

"Damn! This trial of the God-Bestowed Soul Ring is so many times more difficult than imagined..."

Although Zhou Yu had been mentally prepared, when he truly underwent this agonizing trial, he could not help but let out a sigh of lament.

At this moment, the Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi frowned tightly, looking at Zhou Yu's body completely dyed red with blood; as the Great High Priest of Sea God Island, as the Sea God's most loyal servant and also his most powerful servant.

She had not experienced such hesitation for at least over fifty years.

She was the guide of the God-Bestowed Soul Ring and the person who knew Zhou Yu's physical condition at this moment best.

Every time she felt Zhou Yu's body constantly hovering on the brink of collapse, she had the thought of intervening to stop him.

But she discovered that the strength of Zhou Yu's body actually exceeded that of a Title Douluo, and was not even below her own.

"The strength of his body has probably already reached a Demi-God Body..."

Besides his super strong conviction, his tenacious and unyielding perseverance also made this Sea God Douluo feel surprised.

"F***"

In an instant, Zhou Yu could only manage to utter a familiar greeting, and the blood overflowing from his body exploded outward in a spraying torrent.

His last shred of consciousness held only one sensation: his body had shattered, turning to dust and drifting in the air.

It was precisely this sensation of shattering that granted him unprecedented joy.

Immediately after, his senses were completely occupied by a heavy red hue, as if his entire soul had deeply submerged into that strange Domain constructed of blood.

He... succeeded!"

Bo Saixi's heart involuntarily twitched a few times; she turned around and looked at the Sea God Temple towering high atop the Divine Mountain.

A red figure soared into the sky; no one saw a drop of water like a pearl slide from the corner of Bo Saixi's eye.

Zhou Yu sat cross-legged in the original spot, motionless.

At this moment, his entire body was soaked in blood, and he looked like a crimson statue.

He sat like this for one hundred days, a full three months and more, remaining motionless the entire time. On the final day, a tearing, shattering sound woke the others who were cultivating.

"..."

Tang San arrived at Zhou Yu's sitting place first, followed by Dai Mubai and the others.

Cracks gradually spread, and the purple-black, hard scabs peeled off piece by piece, revealing the skin underneath that faintly glowed with pale blue-gold radiance.

Surprisingly, during this transformation, Zhou Yu's hair did not escape either; tightly connected to those scabs, they quietly fell off together.

On the exposed skin, a faint blue-gold hue began to rise, and then the blue-gold color became increasingly obvious.

The light spread outward, and every ray of blue-gold radiance seemed to be driving away the filth on his body.

With a "snap," the remaining filth on Zhou Yu's body sprang off in an instant, revealing his nearly perfect physique.

Embraced by the brilliant blue-gold radiance, the sitting figure rose leisurely; his arms stretched powerfully to both sides like ancient trees meeting spring, accompanied by a series of crisp and powerful resonances from the bones within his body; undoubtedly, that sound was sonorous and pleasant, as if every inch of his entire body was bursting forth into the endless expanse.

Zhou Yu and his brother, one raising his head, the other thrusting out his chest, walked before the crowd with a stride that recognized no kin.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Oscar were all stunned by the perfect body before their eyes.

And Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, their cheeks flushed, could not help but exclaim: "So... so big!"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai and Oscar immediately reacted and simultaneously shouted: "Lin Yu, put your clothes on first!"

At this time, Zhou Yu realized the situation, but he acted with abnormal calmness.

After all, this was not the first time he had revealed his true form before Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

As for the three men, Tang San and the others, Zhou Yu was full of confidence and made his brother shake his head to threaten them.

At the same time, eight Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, red, red—slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"Eight... eight Soul Rings!"

Dai Mubai counted the number of Soul Rings on Zhou Yu's body in surprise.

And Tang San secretly sighed in amazement: "He has actually broken through to the Title Douluo level..."

Oscar, standing aside with his mouth wide open, asked: "Lin... Lin Yu! You... what level are you?"

Zhou Yu smiled slightly and replied calmly: "After absorbing this God-Bestowed Soul Ring, I am level eighty-four."

"A level eighty-three Title Douluo!"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing could not help but be dumbfounded; they knew that at this time, Zhou Yu was only twenty-five years old.

In the eyes of their Shrek group, Tang San was an undisputed genius.

He too had absorbed a God-Bestowed Soul Ring, and although his soul power level reached seventy-four.

But compared to the Zhou Yu before them, he had clearly been left several streets behind.

Dai Mubai sighed lightly: "My soul power is only nearing level sixty-eight, Xiao Ao is at sixty-four, and Zhuqing and Rongrong are both at sixty-five. Although we all have the chance to obtain a God-Bestowed Soul Ring, catching up to your speed is simply impossible."

Zhou Yu put on his clothes, waved at them with a careless expression, and said, "Don't worship your big brother; your big brother is just a legend!"

After hearing this, Dai Mubai and the others merely chuckled, treating it as a joke.

"..."

However, Tang San's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp blades, the discomfort reaching its peak.

(End of this chapter)