Tang Wulin asked, "What should we do now, Mother? If the war commences, won't the Infernal King Douluo pose a threat to the entire Star Luo Empire?"

Yali shook her head in response. "I know a thing or two about the Infernal King Douluo; unless it's for cultivation purposes, he had no interest in killing. On top of that, at his level, killing normal people is completely pointless to him. He won't stoop to something like that, and he definitely won't participate in this war. I'm confident that even the Holy Spirit Cult can't fully control a powerful being of his caliber; there can only be a collaborative relationship between them. He came after you today as your emergence and the rate of your progression could mean that you'll disrupt his plans to become a true god in the future, which is why he stooped to attacking a junior. Otherwise, with his pride, he would've definitely waited for you to fully develop.

"However, this also entails that they could've really already found the path to godhood, which is why the Infernal King Douluo was so willing to come after you at their behest."

Tang Wulin couldn't help but ask, "What could that path possibly be? No one has attained godhood in the past 10,000 years, and the Divine Realm is gone; how are they going to become gods?"

Yali replied in a grim voice, "No one knows for sure whether the Divine Realm has actually disappeared. Besides, perhaps they've found another way."

Tang Wulin naturally couldn't tell her that his birth parents had told him that the Divine Realm had been swept away by space-time turbulence, but Yali's words had reminded him of something, but it was a rather vague concept that he couldn't quite grasp.

The Holy Spirit Cult had suddenly appeared during the past few years to destroy Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect. Getting their hands on Godslayer missiles definitely wouldn't have been easy, so this couldn't have just been an act of revenge. What else could it be?

Also, the Spirit Pagoda was supposed to be the sanctuary of all Soul Masters, yet they were colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult; what did they stand to gain from this?

If their ultimate objective was to become gods, then many things could be explained, but how were they going to achieve that objective?

Tang Wulin fell into deep thought.

A benevolent smile appeared on Yali's face as she appraised Tang Wulin. She was far older than she appeared, and having experienced so many things, nothing was more important to her than to have a loved one by her side, one that she could call her son. To her, assisting Tang Wulin was her most important duty.

Right at this moment, a flash of heat surged through Tang Wulin's body to cut off his train of thought, and he asked, "Did your intervention in that battle affect your metamorphosis?"

Yali shook her head in response. "I've already completed the elementary stage of my metamorphosis; after that, it's only a matter of time. Seeing as you've completed your mission here, I suggest that you leave as soon as possible. With the Infernal King Douluo here, I can't help but constantly be concerned for your safety. If he really wants to kill someone, it won't be a very difficult task. Even with the defenses set up here in our Tang Sect, it'll be very difficult to keep him out."

Tang Wulin nodded in agreement. It was indeed best to leave and return to the Douluo Continent as soon as possible.

"I'm going back to rest now; you get some rest too, Mother."

After bidding farewell to Yali, Tang Wulin returned to his own room.

He had invited the Holy Dragon Douluo to prepare a reverse ambush for the Holy Spirit Cult and put a heavy dent in their forces, but even after Yali arrived on the scene, their reverse ambush still failed to yield a positive outcome.

Through this battle, it had been revealed to him that a Limit Douluo wasn't actually the true limit.

Godhood was a level that countless people strove toward, and it was all for the ultimate objective of immortality! His birth parents were in the true Divine Realm, but it had been swept away by space-time turbulence. Even gods weren't able to control everything, let alone normal humans.

Another flash of heat surged through his body, and his brows furrowed in response. Were his emotions affecting his Golden Dragon King bloodline?

The Ice God Bead hadn't displayed any reaction, so surely this wasn't an issue to be concerned about.

After taking a shower, Tang Wulin took a seat on his own bed before closing his eyes to meditate.

The battle that had just taken place showed him that he still had a very long way to go before reaching the top. He had to put in even more effort if he wanted to stand at the pinnacle.

Thus, he gradually entered a completely immersive state, and both his soul power and bloodline power were circulating freely as he digested the benefits he had reaped from the battle.

Destroying that cavalier of death had given him an abundance of power. Even though the cavalier possessed infernal power, it was still extremely pure, and only a small portion of it had been filtered out, so Tang Wulin had absorbed most of it.

Not only had his energy expenditure all been replenished, there was still quite a bit leftover in surplus. As such, he was in fantastic condition right now, and his cultivation would definitely benefit from this as well. Even if he could only retain 10% of the power he had absorbed through cultivation, it would still be far faster than normal cultivation.

After a long while, a peculiar feeling gradually welled up in Tang Wulin's heart. He felt as if his soul had left his own body, and he was feeling extremely comfortable.

He was basked in a cool and refreshing sensation that nourished his body, and his powers began to undergo noticeable enhancements, as if it had found an opening for a breakthrough.

He was currently in a meditative state, so everything was taking place naturally.

Unbeknownst to him, a faint layer of energy had been released around his body, and if one were to sense this energy from the outside world, they'd only be able to sense that his powers were being enhanced.

Even Yali, whose spiritual power had been lingering in Tang Wulin's room this entire time, could only sense that Tang Wulin seemed to be making a breakthrough in his cultivation.

In reality, halos of faint silver light had begun to appear beneath him, and complex runes had emerged over his entire bed, basking Tang Wulin's entire body in a silver light.

Not only had his bed lit up, complex runes had appeared all over the ground as well, and when these runes came into contact with the aura that Tang Wulin was releasing, they mimicked his aura and dispersed it throughout the entire room.

The silver light radiating from the bed suddenly became brighter, and it abruptly enveloped Tang Wulin's body, following which he vanished into thin air amid one final flash of silver light.

Meanwhile, Yali was cultivating while seated on her own bed. The emergence of the Infernal King Douluo had piled immense pressure upon her.

Infernal King Douluo Harosha was a true quasigod; even if there were other quasigods in this world, it would virtually be impossible for them to be more powerful than him.

How could Yali not be concerned that such a powerful being had become a part of the Holy Spirit Cult? She had to become more powerful so she could help her son resist these Evil Soul Masters in the future.

She definitely couldn't allow an Evil Soul Master to become a god; just the mere thought of it sent chills running down her spine. At her current level of power, she had developed a sense of intuition, and it told her that if an Evil Soul Master were to become a god, countless living beings would have to perish.

She was completely oblivious to the fact that her son had already completely disappeared from his room.

Tang Wulin was completely enveloped in a gentle and comforting cocoon of soul power. All of the flashes of heat he had been experiencing had become a part of his soul power, and his cultivation rank had continued to climb, breaking through one small obstacle after another.

Even though this wasn't a state of deep meditation, he was still in a completely immersive state that made him oblivious to everything around him.

As such, he had no idea that he had already been teleported to another place altogether.

This was a large and lavish room with grandiose pink and golden decor. He was currently seated on a large bed, and faint silver runes were just beginning to dim on the surface of the bed.

This room had an area of at least 300 square meters, and there was only one person currently in it aside from him.

She was staring at the man before her in a nervous manner while heaving a huge sigh of relief. The first step was complete!

She carefully lowered the canopy around the bed to conceal everything, then climbed onto the bed herself.

The most important stage of her plan was about to commence; she was going to do the deed before tying the knot!