Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener

It took quite some time for Sterl to recover from the overwhelming excitement.

"Indeed, it didn't disappoint me. The potential of Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes is simply astounding."

He spoke with a deep sense of awe.

Before the evolution, he had already made up his mind, but the results were far beyond what he had anticipated.

Not only that, but it also revealed the terrifying potential of this talent. If the consumption could continue to decrease, then with further evolution, how powerful could Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes become?

Could it even hunt down legendary divine beings from myths?

With a long sigh, Sterl suddenly shook his head, stopping his fantasies. The higher one's realm of power, the more complete they would become. It would be nearly impossible to find any obvious weaknesses.

Even if his soul were to reach level 99, it would likely be difficult to shake the existence of a being at the Divine Power level.

But beings of that terrifying caliber were far beyond what he could touch right now. At least, the stronger Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes became, the higher his own survival chances would be. That much was certain.

Additionally, this trip to hell had almost entirely relied on this ability. The enhancement of Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes would only make dealing with those bizarre invaders more effective.

"It's time to leave. Will of Hell is probably getting impatient by now," he muttered with a cold smile.

After being trapped for nearly seven days, it was likely that many layers of hell had already been fully occupied by the invaders.

But the invasion of hell wasn't his concern!

If it weren't for Will of Hell deliberately deceiving him with false information, he might not have even been trapped by these invaders in the first place.

If not for his own cunning and the ability to break through this prison, he would have surely been stuck here to die.

Before, he had planned to quickly help hell resolve these invaders. But since Will of Hell had wronged him first, there was no reason to feel guilty for what was coming next.

A cold chuckle escaped his lips. He sensed the Purgatory Space around him. After nearly six days, with the help of the mother puppet's full-force nurturing, the space had gained a staggering 2,500 new souls.

And these souls weren't ordinary ones—they were puppets that had merged and reached the level of divine souls.

Absorbing these 2,500 souls would give him a total of 250 points of advanced soul power—equivalent to the combined power of 25 divine souls!

Next, Sterl carefully assessed the strength of the prison. After the soul puppet of the fusion monster, along with dozens of Silver Mantis puppets and divine followers, relentlessly attacked, the prison's reinforcement speed and destruction rate had almost reached a balance. Over the past six days, the strength and thickness of the prison had barely increased compared to before.

Sensing this, Sterl's thoughts shifted, and he immediately channeled 1,500 souls into the prison.

Soon, Soul Devourer Sphere absorbed 150 points of advanced soul power. Based on the intensity of the previous soul power explosion, this amount was more than enough. Any more would be a waste.

The remaining 1,000 souls, if needed, could be refined into soul power at any time, serving as a powerful backup card.

This was also one of the reasons why Sterl had chosen to evolve Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes earlier. In some situations, as long as he had enough soul power, the Soul Devourer Sphere's soul explosion could completely replace the Illusory Dream's effect, becoming the ultimate trump card for victory.

"Let's see how you block this!"

With a sweeping motion, Sterl pulled Boris and the dozens of puppets into his small world. He then activated the Soul Devourer Sphere with all his might, releasing every bit of soul power it contained!

Boom!

A silent shockwave reverberated through the space, and inside the Soul Devourer Sphere, a soul beam erupted, even deeper and more intense than before!

A multitude of dreamlike lights adorned the soul beam, making it appear otherworldly.

Though not as enormous as the previous one, it was completely formed from advanced soul power—more solid, profound, and formidable!

The soul beam moved at incredible speed, crashing into the prison woven from black tendrils in the blink of an eye.

This time, these incredibly resilient tendrils, which also carried the defensive Soul Barrier, were instantly reduced to countless charred powder, as if they were dried grass submerged in lava.

In just one encounter, the beam had pushed forward over a thousand meters!

"So fast!"

Sterl was stunned, and decided not to intervene further. He simply followed the soul beam, watching as it advanced.

After just one-tenth of a second, the soul beam broke through to a distance of 5,000 meters, and the power contained within it showed no signs of diminishing!

Above Frozen Desolation in hell, the massive black sphere that had been silent for six days began to tremble again. Inside the sphere, it seemed as if a huge rod was violently thrusting from within, shaking the entire space.

The smooth surface of the massive sphere bulged abruptly, forming a long and protruding ridge. The surrounding tendrils frantically gathered, merging into this bulge, as though attempting to concentrate all their strength to block the attack!

At the same time, the Silver-white Torrent swirling across the land also sped up abruptly, continuously feeding the giant sphere with a vast amount of energy, seemingly trying to suppress it just as it had done before.

This scene caught the attention of the Will of Hell, who quickly focused its will, keeping a close watch on the situation below with immense excitement.

"Quick! Faster! Just one more step!"

In that moment, the Will of Hell no longer felt like the will of an entire world—it resembled a gambler with bloodshot eyes, completely lost in madness. If it weren't for the prison's sealing power restricting him so tightly, he probably would have already sacrificed everything, using every means possible to break this prison apart from within. Experience new tales on My Virtual Library Empire

But now, all the Will of Hell's hopes and chances were entirely dependent on Sterl.

Fortunately, even with these invaders trying to block his attack, they were powerless against the mighty assault forged from 150 points of advanced soul power.

With a loud bang, the soul beam effortlessly pierced through the prison's defenses, breaking through without any surprises.

In the next instant, the soul beam exploded, turning into an invisible soul shockwave that rapidly spread out in all directions.

Immediately, the already energy-depleted prison sphere, which had been struggling to resist the soul beam, had its Soul Barrier completely destroyed. Without the barrier's protection, even the most resilient material layer was meaningless when faced with an attack on the soul level.

The entire prison collapsed and shattered instantly, breaking into countless fractured tendrils that struggled for a moment before rapidly withering and vanishing into nothingness.

Within the prison, a tall, heroic figure emerged, breaking free from the dark, suffocating confines and reappearing under the bright sunlight, standing like a savior in the vast world.

He took a deep breath.

The frigid air surged into his body, yet it made him feel invigorated and clear-headed. Despite only being trapped for a few days, the feeling of being helplessly bound and imprisoned was deeply etched in his mind.

"Truly an unforgettable experience… but now... it's my turn!"

With a snap of his fingers, a glowing ball of fire flared up, fusing with multiple Law Powers, and shot into the Silver-white Torrent, fiercely burning and erasing it in a blazing fury.

Sterl shot up into the sky, swiftly heading in the direction of the rushing torrent!

He had always been someone who never forgot a grudge. If someone had plotted to kill him, they'd better not give him a chance, because no matter who the opponent was, Sterl would make them pay ten, a hundred, even a thousand times the price!

For now, though, it was just the beginning—a mere interest payment on the cost of what had been done to him.

Upon sensing that Sterl had broken free, the Will of Hell was elated. However, it did not dare to contact Sterl casually just yet. It was certain that Sterl had figured out that the information provided earlier was false. To contact him recklessly now would likely provoke the enraged monster that Sterl had become. It was better to wait until Sterl had fully vented his anger and frustration before attempting to reach out.

Before long, Sterl arrived at the battlefield. What he saw was a land of faintly glowing icy blue, now in complete disarray. It was clear that the battle on this layer of hell had ended. The ground before him was torn and shattered, with the native forces of the Tenth Hell clearly crushed and wiped out.

Sterl couldn't be sure of the exact strength of this layer of hell, but based on the rules of the hellish realms, it should be considerably stronger than the Sixth Layer, the The Thorn Cage.

Even so, facing the vast Silver-white Torrent, destruction was inevitable.

Sterl didn't mind at all. Though the living beings had been slaughtered, the souls of the hellish creatures had all been absorbed into the core of his body. It was the perfect opportunity to eliminate them all at once and claim their power!

With that, Sterl expanded his senses and quickly located the core of the Mother Body, which was situated on a small ice island. This island seemed to mark the edge of this hellish layer and appeared to be where the Mother Body had initially entered this realm.

Next, he checked the state of the ground beneath his feet. As expected, the land had been devoured, full of holes and wounds. What remained was merely a thin outer shell, barely a few dozen meters thick.

The way this Mother Body consumed material was also different from other ones Sterl had encountered. At a depth of several tens of thousands of meters below the surface, several silver-white, spherical creatures were greedily consuming the surrounding matter. As they passed, no matter whether it was soil, minerals, or treasures, everything was broken down and converted, ultimately transmitted to the Mother Body itself.

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