Shui Bing'er's martial soul, the Extreme Cold Heavenly Phoenix, appeared uncontrollably, hovering behind her.
Then Shui Bing'er felt an incomparably sharp Power of Gold raging through her meridians. This foreign energy seemed like a sharp blade slicing through her channels. Shui Bing'er bit down on her red lips in pain, her jade-like hand clutching Little Jiu's arm tightly.
She shook her head slightly, her blue eyes filled with pleading. Stop, I can't hold on anymore.
"Does it hurt that much? Bear with it. It'll be over soon!"
As Little Jiu spoke, Wood Power flowed into Shui Bing'er's meridians. The immense vitality nourished her channels, and the pain within them vanished at once. It felt as though she were soaking in hot water, incredibly comfortable.
Shui Bing'er's eyes grew unfocused. She wanted nothing more than to strangle Little Jiu. This was not cultivating a Martial Soul Fusion Skill—it was clearly an attempt on her life.
Just as she was about to open her mouth and curse him, Fire Power surged wildly.
"Bastard! It hurts so much!"
Ice and fire could not coexist. When Fire Power entered her body, the pain Shui Bing'er endured was a thousand times worse than when the Power of Gold had entered.
She cried out and instinctively relied on her connection with her martial soul to transfer all those powers into it.
The next moment, a sudden change occurred.
Little Jiu activated his martial soul, the Four Extremes Bullet Ant of ice, fire, wood, and gold. Two dazzling beams of light flashed as the Bullet Ant merged with Shui Bing'er's martial soul.
Not only that, but Shui Bing'er and Little Jiu's bodies also vanished from where they stood.
Then a pair of enormous, multicolored wings spread open. With a crash, they tore through the tent and appeared