Left Arm Is About to Explode!

Yu Tianlin's short sword in his right hand struck the Thunderous Hell Vine, but it surprisingly failed to cut it cleanly in two.

He had not expected this slender-looking "little bamboo shoot" to be so resilient. But even so, it was meaningless.

At that moment, the short sword in Yu Tianlin's left hand cleaved through the Thunder Ball before him, then followed through and slashed at the other side of the Thunderous Hell Vine.

Struck from both sides at once, the Thunderous Hell Vine shook violently, but Yu Tianlin still cut it into two pieces.

As the upper half of the Thunderous Hell Vine fell limply to the ground, a white ring of light slowly condensed. Since a Soul Ring had appeared, it meant that it was thoroughly dead.

A faint pale-yellow sheen seeped from the White Soul Ring, proving that this Thunderous Hell Vine's cultivation was indeed extremely close to the hundred-year level.

"Why bother? You could've just let me leave, but you insisted on trying to kill me. In the end, I killed you instead, and all those years of cultivation were lost in a single day."

Looking at the White Soul Ring before him, Yu Tianlin could not help sighing.

What Yu Tianlin failed to notice, however, was that although the Thunder Ball he had split apart at the end had turned into lightning, it had not dissipated immediately. Instead, it silently seeped into his left arm.

"This is already the mouth of the valley. I'll wait for Uncle Jian here." Yu Tianlin looked around and muttered to himself, "I wonder when Uncle Jian will come out."

Suddenly, Yu Tianlin felt a sharp pain in his left arm, which then twitched for no apparent reason.

"Hm? What's going on?"

Yu Tianlin's expression changed. He turned to inspect his left arm, but from the outside, it looked completely normal, without the slightest abnormality.

Yet at a time like this, looking completely normal was the most abnormal thing of all. Yu Tianlin sent his Soul Power toward his left arm, only for a flash of electricity to burst from it and instantly scatter his Soul Power.

"This is... lightning?"

Yu Tianlin was initially somewhat dumbfounded, but he quickly understood.

As a top-tier plant-type Soul Beast, the Thunderous Hell Vine possessed innate intelligence. After Yu Tianlin split apart the first Thunder Ball, it understood that explosive Thunder Balls were useless against him. Thus, when Yu Tianlin approached it, its second Thunder Ball had not been explosive—it had been corrosive!

Damn, I was careless! Now that my left arm has been eroded by lightning, this is a bit troublesome. But no matter what, I have to do something.

After sorting out the cause and effect, Yu Tianlin swiftly began trying to save himself.

First, he maintained the activation of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul to increase his resistance to lightning. Then, he used his Soul Power to seal off his left shoulder, preventing the corroded area from spreading.

After completing those two steps, Yu Tianlin mobilized his Soul Power again and pressed it toward his left arm, intending to drive out and eliminate the lightning that had invaded it.

Yu Tianlin's actions caused bursts of lightning to flash across his left arm again, but he endured the numbness and convulsions as he increased the suppression of his Soul Power.

Yu Tianlin's response did have some effect. The lightning on his left arm weakened considerably, but the remaining electricity clung to him like maggots on a bone. No matter how Yu Tianlin mobilized his Soul Power to strike at it, he could no longer dispel it.

"No, my Soul Power Level is too low. I can only eliminate part of it—I can't remove it completely."

Yu Tianlin gritted his teeth. He could feel that while his Soul Power resisted and dispersed the lightning, it was also continuously being assimilated by the lightning. Although the rate of assimilation was not fast, it never stopped. One side decreased while the other increased, allowing the lightning in Yu Tianlin's left arm to maintain a certain scale.

He could only hold on for now. As long as his cousin uncle Yu Jian returned, his powerful Soul King-level Soul Power would make solving this problem a piece of cake.

Yu Tianlin continued mobilizing his Soul Power, locked in a stalemate with the lightning inside his left arm.

However, nearly ten minutes passed, and Yu Tianlin had already consumed two-thirds of his Soul Power, yet Yu Jian was nowhere to be seen.

My dear Cousin Uncle Yu Jian, if you don't come back soon, my left arm is going to explode!

As his Soul Power dwindled, Yu Tianlin could no longer suppress the lightning in his left arm. He could only hold the line at his left shoulder to stop the lightning from spreading further.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!"

Yu Tianlin's entire left arm had now been occupied by lightning. Electric light flashed without pause, and his muscles spasmed wildly. If this continued, his left arm would be completely crippled!

Yu Tianlin knew that he could no longer count on Yu Jian. He had to find a solution himself.

Sweating profusely from the pain, Yu Tianlin narrowed his eyes and aimlessly scanned his surroundings. At last, his gaze settled on the white Soul Ring tinged with yellow.

A thought flashed through Yu Tianlin's mind.

The lightning eroding his left arm came from the Thunderous Hell Vine. So as long as he absorbed its Soul Ring, wouldn't all of this be resolved?

The only problem was that this Thunderous Hell Vine was not a Dragon Species Soul Beast. Absorbing its Soul Ring would greatly affect his future dragonification. Furthermore, its cultivation had not even reached the hundred-year level—the age was truly too low.

As Yu Tianlin pondered, another burst of lightning erupted from his left arm, causing him excruciating pain.

I can only absorb this Soul Ring now. Although it's white, it's only my First Soul Ring. At most, I'll be short by a mere three hundred years. As long as I absorb my next few Soul Rings as close to the limit as possible, I can easily make up for it.

As for the dragonification issue, I'll ask Grandpa when I return. There should be a way to remedy it.

Having made up his mind, Yu Tianlin no longer hesitated. He climbed up from the ground, rushed beneath the Thunderous Hell Vine's White Soul Ring in two or three steps, sat down cross-legged, and began drawing the ring toward himself.

Pulled by his guidance, the White Soul Ring produced by the Thunderous Hell Vine directly encircled Yu Tianlin's body.

Yu Tianlin immediately felt a violent surge of energy pour into his body and spread through all four limbs and every bone.

As for the lightning that had remained entangled in his left arm, it was directly washed away by that violent energy.

Finally, it's dealt with.

Feeling this, Yu Tianlin could not help but relax. He began converting the power of the Thunderous Hell Vine's Soul Ring into his own Soul Power.

From the outside, the swelling in Yu Tianlin's bloodshot left arm began to subside, while the lightning-shaped mark between his brows continuously emitted a pale-blue glow.

Just as Yu Tianlin was immersed in absorbing the Soul Ring, a black fissure about three feet long appeared before him. Then, a streak of lightning suddenly shot from the black fissure. After circling Yu Tianlin's body twice, it shot directly into the lightning mark between his brows.

Soon after, a strand of blue-violet hair slowly grew from the top of Yu Tianlin's head. Rather than hanging down smoothly like the rest of his black hair, it stood straight up.

People generally used two words to describe this kind of hair—Antenna Hair.

So what exactly was this Antenna Hair?