Chapter 502: Green Soul Stage
While his raw soul strength still needed time to mature, the very structure of his soul made him impervious to every form of soul manipulation, suppression, and destruction.
That alone placed him in a category apart from every other expert of the Lower Domain, perhaps even the Middle Domain. It was a blessing born from a curse.
Max stared silently at the green figure of his soul for a long moment before his gaze shifted—drawn not by will, but by instinct. Just a few meters away, something else flickered in the vast blue world of his Soul Palace. A small red sphere.
At first glance, it seemed insignificant, almost like a speck of color lost in the overwhelming serenity of blue.
But unlike before—when it had simply rested there silently for years like a dormant artifact—it now pulsed. Slowly. Steadily. Like a heart. Like it was... alive. The faint crimson glow it emitted rhythmically shimmered with every beat, as if breathing.
’This red sphere...’ Max narrowed his eyes, a thread of realization creeping up his spine. ’If I’m not wrong, it’s been here long before that day... Even before the incident with my family.’
It had hidden itself well, or perhaps he had simply never been strong enough to perceive its presence before. But now, something had changed. The soul refinement. The artificial soul. His strength. Or maybe something deeper, older, was awakening inside him. He wasn’t sure. And that uncertainty gnawed at him more than anything.
Still, no matter how much he focused or probed with his soul force, the sphere gave him no answers—only that steady, haunting pulse. Red. Alive. Watching.
With a silent shake of his head, Max sighed and withdrew from his Soul Palace, feeling both enlightened and burdened.