It was his own bloodline, so merging with it took little effort; he merely needed a quiet environment.
Lu Yang stood guard nearby. With the Demon Emperor Sword and the Soul Burning Pillar there, the Twelve Flame Souls could merge without concern.
In only five minutes, a burst of light erupted from within Lu Yang's body, and he could clearly feel his physical body growing somewhat stronger.
A stream of blood brimming with vigorous power circulated through him, but after only an instant, it began drawing upon his divine power to nourish itself in turn.
Like floodwaters bursting through a collapsed dam, Lu Yang could not control his Divine Soul Energy at all as it all surged into the bloodline.
This time, not only had Lu Yang's body weakened, but his divine soul had grown even feebler. Somewhat speechless, he said to the Twelve Flame Souls, "Why do I feel like if you absorb a few more bloodlines, I'll be sucked dry?"
The Twelve Flame Souls said smugly, "That's why you need to cultivate quickly. If you want to truly possess a bloodline like mine, you must at least reach the Saint Tier to endure it. Otherwise, my bloodline really might drain you dry."
"Damn it." Lu Yang could not help but curse. "Advancing isn't that easy. Just the Origin Source Fire Crystals alone—I don't even know where to gather enough of them."
The Twelve Flame Souls released his senses and said, "We didn't know before, but now we definitely do. Head toward the center of the stone forest. I can sense a living being from the Origin Source World."
Lu Yang was somewhat surprised. "Can you tell who it is?"
The Twelve Flame Souls shook his head. "He used a secret technique to conceal his aura, but his aura