"Human, since you've awakened my master's martial soul, then you must also bear his will. That is inevitable."
Huo Yi's voice suddenly turned resolute.
"My soul is on the verge of dissipating. Offering myself to you before that happens can be considered the last thing I do for my master."
"Wait—shouldn't we get to know each other a bit first? Maybe test each other out or something?" Lin Feng was caught off guard by its abruptness and couldn't help but blurt out.
"With the martial soul of my master, your potential is undoubtedly among the highest in this world. I don't even have to look."
"Young man, you are destined to become a god."
The fire dragon lifted its head proudly as it spoke.
"…You sure know how to judge people."
"Enough talk! Prepare to receive my sacrifice!"
"Wait! At least tell me how you conjured that massive dragon earlier. Teach me first!"
Lin Feng raised his head and asked urgently.
"There's no time. You'll understand soon enough."
As Huo Yi spoke, its translucent form gradually faded, dispersing into the scorching air.
In that instant, a stalk of Hundred-Thousand-Year Fire Dragon Grass slowly rose from the ground.
Its leaves shimmered with a strange glow, wildly absorbing soul power from all surrounding Fire Dragon Grass.
In a flash, it was as if an invisible hand stirred the entire space, forming a massive vortex of soul power.
The surging soul power poured into Lin Feng's body in an unstoppable flood before he could even react.
"Hiss—this kind of hurts."
Clutching his stomach, Lin Feng felt his insides churning as a tremendous power surged wildly within him.
"Feng'er, are you alright?"
Lin Ye looked at him with concern.
But Lin Feng was already too overwhelmed to answer.
After an agonizingly long soul power fusion, the sweat on Lin Feng's forehead finally stopped. He exhaled a long breath, his body relaxing.
Even as the Fate's Chosen, he was stunned by the outcome this time.
A look of excitement spread across Lin Feng's face.
His second martial soul, the Flaming Sun Three-Headed Serpent, had undergone martial soul evolution—transforming into the Skyflame Dragon.
It was the same race as Huo Yi.
A true fire-element dragon, second only to the Fire Dragon King, and a god-tier entity at its peak.
The first soul ring of the Skyflame Dragon had astonishingly become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, radiating an overwhelming and heart-palpitating aura.
His soul power had also jumped to Rank 57.
Lin Feng discovered that a Hundred-Thousand-Year External Soul Bone had taken shape within his body—Dragon Wing Form.
"A winged external soul bone? And a hundred-thousand-year one at that?!"
Lin Feng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief and joy.
He instinctively clenched his fists, feeling the immense power coursing through him.
Previously, his Firewing External Soul Bone had vanished after being exchanged through the [Soul Ring Grants Bone] trait. He'd felt a bit regretful—yet now, he had received something even more powerful.
Joy overflowed in Lin Feng's heart.
But soon, something else caught his attention.
He noticed something unusual about his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
With a thought, he summoned it.
A crimson Skyflame Dragon gracefully emerged from the soul ring.
Its eyes were bright and lively. It affectionately rubbed against Lin Feng.
Beside him, Lin Ye was utterly dumbfounded, jaw slack for a long while.
Lin Feng had never imagined that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that fused with him would unexpectedly produce a Soul Spirit.
A soul ring, and a soul spirit.
For a moment, he thought he had obtained two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.
Unfortunately, upon closer inspection, he realized it was actually a mutation of the soul ring—resulting in an accompanying soul spirit.
What surprised him more was that this soul spirit seemed entirely new, with no traces of its previous memories.
"Feng'er, that soul skill of yours…"
Lin Ye couldn't help but ask, eyes filled with curiosity.
"Father, it's a soul spirit. I'm not sure how it happened either—I'll try to recall the process later."
Lin Feng explained patiently, a thoughtful look on his face.
If he could just grasp that fleeting sensation and unravel the method for creating soul spirits...
"A soul spirit? That really is a miraculous soul skill," Lin Ye said in astonishment, a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.
Lin Feng then began examining his soul skills.
The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring from Huo Yi granted two skills.
The first was King's Attendant.
It could enhance the strength of both the user and their subordinates. It could also forcibly convert nearby living beings into temporary subordinates under the user's control.
Lin Feng recalled hearing about a similar soul skill before with the same name—but that version couldn't be cast on oneself, and the converted subordinates turned into monsters.
However, his King's Attendant not only boosted his own power, the controlled subordinates did not mutate. They would return to normal once the skill ended, although they'd no longer be under his control.
Lin Feng curled his lips slightly, a trace of disappointment in his expression.
So it was only a temporary battle-control skill—not something that granted him loyal underlings.
Then, unable to wait any longer, Lin Feng examined the second soul skill—Dragon Corpse Revival.
This skill allowed him to animate and control the corpse of a dragon.
Lin Feng's eyes burned with anticipation. Looking at the massive dragon corpse in front of him, he took a deep breath and released the skill.
In a flash, the soul spirit darted like lightning into the dragon corpse.
The previously lifeless corpse's eyes abruptly lit up, emitting a strange light.
Its massive body stirred, slowly rising to its feet. A layer of blazing red scales spread across its form—it truly looked like a living dragon.
"Feng'er, your soul skill is incredible!"
Lin Ye's jaw dropped once more.
Lin Feng was equally astonished.
Watching the scene before him, a wave of joy surged in his heart.
This was exactly like the scene when Huo Yi had crawled from the volcano.
So that must have been Huo Yi animating a dragon corpse back then.
A grin spread across Lin Feng's face—didn't this mean he now had the combat power of a ferocious beast under his command?
He sent a command with his mind, and the dragon corpse took a few steps forward.
With each step, the ground trembled slightly.
It opened its massive maw, spewing roaring dragonfire that burst like a volcano from its mouth.
Members of the Lin Clan, along with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan disciples who had retreated outside the valley, all witnessed this awe-inspiring sight.
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but shudder.
"Fengzhi, I don't think we're getting Flame Valley anymore," Sword Douluo said, his face full of wariness, casually offering advice.
It was a veiled suggestion for Ning Fengzhi to abandon his plans—he truly felt he couldn't defeat that dragon.
Though Huo Yi may have once been god-level, his power would be suppressed upon descending to the mortal realm—just like Di Tian, who only retained the power of an 800,000-year soul beast.
Huo Yi was likely a bit weaker than Di Tian, capable of exerting the power of around 600,000 to 700,000 years.
Watching his son control such a formidable dragon, Lin Ye trembled with excitement, fists clenched tightly.
The Lin Clan was truly about to rise.
Unfortunately, the joy was short-lived. The soul spirit soon flew back out, visibly exhausted, and gently returned to Lin Feng's body.
"Looks Dragon Corpse Revival can unleash the aura of peak power, but it's mostly for show."
"At best, it can deliver a powerful strike at fifty percent strength, then it's out of energy."
Lin Feng sighed with regret, clearly disappointed by the short duration of the skill.
The soul spirit curled up inside him, seemingly ashamed of itself.
"Even so, it's amazing. Now we don't have to fear the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."
"If Sword Douluo and the others return, we might even scare them off," Lin Ye comforted.
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded.
He then checked the two soul skills of the Hundred-Thousand-Year External Soul Bone: Flame Dragon Wing Slash and Fire Dragon Escape.
One was a devastating attack skill; the other a practical movement technique.
Feeling the power of both, Lin Feng's face lit up with satisfaction.
Only then did he prepare to leave.
Before departing, after some thought, Lin Feng chose to leave the soul spirit behind.
The environment here was ideal for the soul spirit to grow stronger.
One of the major advantages of soul spirits was their ability to increase in age.
Moreover, staying here allowed it to continue guarding and controlling the dragon corpse—providing the Lin Clan with a powerful trump card.
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