Two days later

The Old Beast Monarch sat alone on the sofa, staring blankly at the shadow beneath him, silent.

Once, he firmly believed that his path was the strongest one, that no one could surpass him. Even if someone was more powerful, it was only because their basic attributes were stronger, not because they surpassed him in technique.

But Ye Mingqiu was different. This guy’s speed in improving techniques was insanely fast; he had never seen someone’s skill level improve at such a rapid pace—it was terrifying.

"Mr. Beast King, what’s wrong?"

Young Master Lu walked in from the doorway, carrying the Great Sword that had been maintained by the Old Beast Monarch.

Although the Great Sword had been repaired significantly, there were many areas where damage was too severe, making it impossible to fully restore, significantly reducing its strength limit.

"Thank you."

The Old Beast Monarch took the Great Sword, gazing at the sword that had accompanied him for so long. He could feel the seemingly flawless and smooth surface beneath which lay irreparable cracks.

Those cracks didn’t just root within the Great Sword but also in his heart, marking shame, insufficiencies in strength, and the indelible steel stamp of guilt unable to save his people.

He sighed deeply, and the confusion in his eyes transformed into resolute determination. Although this Great Sword was damaged, this didn’t mean there was no hope at all. If only he could find better materials and a stronger craftsman, he could reforge the Great Sword into an even stronger weapon.

Until then, let these deep-hidden sword scars continue to spur my progression!

He turned and walked towards the training ground, continuing his routine sword training as usual. Day after day, sweat was the material for forging the ultimate technique. Although the Old Beast Monarch experienced brief confusion, such confusion wouldn’t last long but instead transform into motivation to propel him forward.

....

On the other side, Ye Mingqiu stood alone on another section of the training ground, simulating battles in his mind as he wielded the Blood Spear.

After prolonged immersion in the state of [Unconsciousness], he had gradually identified the problem: autonomous combat was not as good as the core of the [Unconsciousness] state, which actually stemmed from insufficient brain thinking speed.

During combat, Ye Mingqiu could receive information several hundred times more than a normal person, allowing him to easily anticipate the opponent’s actions and attack trajectories, maximizing [Innate Perception] to a pinnacle others could only look up to.

But...

Receiving enough information didn’t mean he could process it. Too much information impeded his complete processing, causing his reaction speed during combat not to be very fast and resulting in unnecessary hesitation.

Of course, what wasn’t very fast for Ye Mingqiu was exceptionally fast for ordinary people.

In [Unconsciousness], the amount of information Ye Mingqiu received would drastically drop to dozens of times that a normal person could process, leading his brain and instincts into a perfect state of synchronicity, unleashing even stronger capabilities than his usual state!

Ye Mingqiu lowered his eyes, pondering: Such powerful information reception capabilities... Is it because my Soul Strength is high enough?

Now...

My body can’t keep up with my soul!

My physique is too weak!

The essence of his soul was far stronger than his physical body. This resulted in combat advantages derived from his soul unable to be fully exploited, restricted instead, and when that advantage couldn’t be fully realized, it represented its peak strength.

Perhaps...

I need to install a limiter on myself.

Ye Mingqiu thought.

He sighed deeply before opening the Spirit Realm private chat to find Chen Ran.

Divine Monarch: Do you have something over there to limit Soul Strength?

Other Shore: ?

Other Shore: Why do you want that stuff? Do you have a grudge against the Soul System experts? I have other things here that are better for dealing with this, guaranteed strong.

Divine Monarch: No, I just purely want to suppress my Soul Strength a bit, do you have such type of limiter over there?

Other Shore: Huh?

Other Shore: Why suppress Soul Strength?

Other Shore: This might be disadvantageous to the growth of the soul, but for people strong enough in soul, perhaps there might be a quenching Effect... Although I’m unsure if your Soul Strength meets the standard.

Divine Monarch: Shall we try?

Other Shore: Sure.

Despite saying so, Chen Ran didn’t actually believe Ye Mingqiu could reach that level, because the growth of Soul Strength is a relatively slow process, and ordinary people need extreme time and unimaginable effort to hone Soul Strength.

As a Soul Cultivator, he naturally knew the difficulties of the soul cultivation path, and although Ye Mingqiu had high innate Soul Strength, it didn’t mean his growth speed could be insanely fast.

After all...

He was a young master of the Soul Race, possessing the Soul Race’s top-level soul cultivation techniques, abundant cultivation resources, the best faculty guidance. With all these aids, Chen Ran could even through the Soul System’s special and anomalous nature, directly surpass Feng Xinglie.

This was impossible for others to achieve, not even at a Low Level for Ye Mingqiu. When he previously fought Feng Xinglie, it wasn’t because he was strong enough himself, but because Tang Ruobing suppressed Feng Xinglie’s Spiritual Energy, rendering him a Mage unable to cast spells.

Other Shore: If your Soul Strength has truly reached this level, why don’t you consider majoring in Soul Power?

Other Shore: Soul Cultivation is strong, almost invincible at the same Level, and excels at cross-level battles.