Chapter 40: Bloodline Evolution, Opportunity for Bone Fusion
Long Jiuyao watched the growing flames, disdain in his heart. Using wind against me? Overestimating yourself.
The Natal Celestial Talisman at Long Jiuyao's brow surfaced, and within ten zhang of him, the Gale Force turned violent, endless gusts coalescing together.
As a ten-meter-tall wind tornado took shape, the flames released by the Crimson Sun Tanuki were extinguished.
"Xin'er, Xinhuang, make your move. Kill in one strike," Long Jiuyao called out.
Without its flames, the Crimson Sun Tanuki couldn't even defeat any beast of the same rank, and its defense was only comparable to a Demon Beast at the Origin Core Realm.
By now, the Crimson Sun Tanuki was finally panicking. Its strongest means had been countered, and it had no other powerful attacks left.
"Phoenix Moon Sky Blade." Lan Xinhuang let out a crisp shout as countless ice-blue Yuan Power transformed into sky blades like phoenix feathers, their momentum vast like a blue canopy.
"Great Sun Dragon Fist." Yuan Xin cried out, her slender hand wrapped in pale white Yuan Power like a thin film. Her jade hand clenched into a fist, and with a mighty punch, a massive dragon fist shot forward.
The Crimson Sun Tanuki muttered to itself, and a halo of flame enveloped it, even causing the surrounding space to ripple faintly.
"Trying to run now? Too late. Natal Celestial Talisman, Gale Prison." The talisman at Long Jiuyao's brow flashed with a piercing green light.
The silent gale howled to life, the rippling space crushed down by the violent wind, and the flames around the Crimson Sun Tanuki were snuffed out once more.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Seeing this, the Crimson Sun Tanuki swung its orange-red claws, relentlessly striking the invisible wind barrier around it.
No matter how the Crimson Sun Tanuki attacked, the Gale Prison stood as firm as refined iron, unmoving.
Finally, the moment Long Jiuyao trapped the Crimson Sun Tanuki, the two women's attacks came roaring in.
Despair filled the eyes of the Crimson Sun Tanuki in its prison. The countless blade-like feathers sliced through its neck, and the meteor-like dragon fist utterly ended its life.
"Huff, huff, huff!" The three of them breathed heavily. Though the fight hadn't lasted long, the drain on Yuan Power was considerable.
While Long Jiuyao's Yuan Power hadn't been spent much, his Spiritual Power had been heavily consumed. Even with his Natal Celestial Talisman, controlling the power of heaven and earth was no easy task.
The Crimson Sun Tanuki wasn't small—nearly two meters long. Long Jiuyao hoisted its corpse onto his shoulder. With the beast dealt with, the drudgery of hauling the body naturally fell to him.
Shouldering the corpse, Long Jiuyao followed the path marked by his Spiritual Power, and soon the three returned to camp.
Long Jiuyao first hung the Crimson Sun Tanuki's body from a tree branch. Wrapping his Dragon Claw Fingertip in Yuan Power, the sharpness of the claw made the beast's hide tear like paper scraps.
Before long, the entire hide was stripped off. Next, Long Jiuyao used brute force to tear away the Crimson Sun Tanuki's flesh.
He lit a fire with Yuan Power and smoked the excess meat, while the women cleaned the hide and spread it out where they would sleep.
After laying it down, Yuan Xin and Lan Xinhuang lay on it to test the feel, finding it soft and comfortable.
Thus, a day passed. Night slowly fell, and the three gathered around the fire, eating large mouthfuls of Crimson Sun Tanuki meat.
"Xinhuang, if we want to win the championship, I'm afraid we can't just hunt demon beasts," Long Jiuyao said, biting off a piece of meat.
"Then what else do you have in mind?" Lan Xinhuang swallowed a bite, puzzled.
"Steal," Long Jiuyao said harshly.
"Brother, you mean we should take other people's Demon Crystals!" Yuan Xin exclaimed in surprise.
"Exactly right. That's the idea. But the Rock Mist Mountain Range is too vast; we'll need to plan this carefully," Long Jiuyao analyzed.
The two women's eyes sparkled with excitement. Stealing Demon Crystals—just thinking about it was thrilling.
Of course, if they happened to encounter demon beasts along the way, they wouldn't let those go either.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
In the Dragon Clan Grand Hall, Yuan Gan sat high on the main seat. The sound of fingers tapping on the table echoed loudly in the silent hall, and his eyes occasionally drifted to the Kunpeng Bone Wings beside him, lost in thought.
After pondering for a long time, Yuan Gan finally made up his mind. His hand suddenly clenched toward the center of the hall, and a spatial rift appeared abruptly. Then, a lion with golden mane stepped into the empty hall.
"Jin Ming, I'm giving you a great opportunity now," Yuan Gan said with a light laugh from his high seat.
Yuan Gan reached out with his right hand and gently grasped. The Kunpeng Bone Wings, radiating powerful Spatial Power, appeared in his hand.
He was about to perform a Bone Fusion for Jin Ming, and the beast bone to be fused was no ordinary one—it was the natal bone of the Kunpeng Clan, one of the Demon Domain Hegemon Clans.
In truth, Yuan Gan hadn't finished telling Long Jiuyao last time. The best time for the Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan's first Bone Fusion was during infancy.
Because the entire skeleton was still growing, it was the perfect time to fuse a beast bone. Letting the fused bone grow alongside the original bones would allow perfect integration, making them indistinguishable. That was why Yuan Gan had brought Jin Ming to the Dragon Clan Grand Hall.
Of course, the second Bone Fusion had no such requirement. As long as the bone taken was strong enough, it could be slowly nurtured with one's own blood essence.
When Jin Ming first saw the Kunpeng Bone Wings floating in the air, his Dark Gold beast eyes gleamed with greed, but deep within them lurked a thick fear.
The Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan's obsession with Bone Fusion was like the Dragon Clan's obsession with the Dragon Transformation Bone—if anything, the former was even more fanatical.
So, facing the Kunpeng Bone Wings, greed arose because they were Kunpeng Bone Wings, and fear arose for the same reason. That was why Jin Ming, only at the Lesser Origin Core Realm, felt both greed and fear.
For the Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan, Bone Fusion was their unique inheritance, but failure was also possible. Like the Dragon Clan, whose members faced danger and failure when refining the Dragon Transformation Bone—nothing was guaranteed to succeed.
If a Golden Sun Nether Lion failed at Bone Fusion, they would be half-crippled, forever stuck at Nirvana Realm with no room for advancement, and lose all future chances at Bone Fusion. This was the clan's great chasm: cross it, and potential became limitless; fail, and Nirvana was the end.
But the obsession with Bone Fusion outweighed everything for the Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan—even life itself.
Yuan Gan, seated high above, smiled at Jin Ming's greedy expression below. Most of his knowledge about the Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan came from ancient texts.
Yuan Gan formed hand seals, and a faint trace of Purple Gold surged, wrapping around the floating Kunpeng Bone Wings. The Purple Gold Mist burrowed into the bone like clinging parasites.
As the purple-gold mist drilled in, the spatial power around the Kunpeng Bone Wings plummeted sharply, ultimately vanishing and converging inward, while beads of sweat as large as beans appeared on Yuan Gan's face, a testament to the formidable strength of those bone wings.
"Huff, huff, huff! As expected of a Reincarnation Realm Kunpeng Demonic Beast that has weathered the Triple Reincarnation Tribulation—if it weren't for the passage of time greatly reducing the spatial power on the Kunpeng Bone Wings, I really wouldn't have been able to handle this." Yuan Gan panted heavily.
Seeing the spatial power vanish from the Kunpeng Bone Wings, the fear in Jin Ming's eyes diminished greatly, replaced by greed rather than the earlier dread.
"Heh heh! Little one, this was always meant for you." Yuan Gan laughed, tossing the Kunpeng Bone Wings over.
"Little one, begin the bone fusion. I'm right here." Yuan Gan said in a deep voice.
"Roar!" Jin Ming let out a low growl at the now-lusterless Kunpeng Bone Wings before him.
Jin Ming's entire body radiated a dazzling gold, and upon closer inspection, one could see within that golden light streaks of blood-red brilliance like fresh blood, while the golden mane around his neck stood erect like steel needles.
A massive phantom of a Golden Sun Nether Lion coalesced behind him, exuding a powerful demonic beast pressure. Yuan Gan, seated on the high platform, remained unaffected by this intense pressure, merely watching with amusement.
After all, witnessing the unique Bone Fusion Technique of the long-extinct Golden Sun Nether Lion Clan was a privilege he alone could claim.
Of course, to avoid any interruptions, Yuan Gan had also set up a barrier over the entire Dragon Clan Grand Hall and activated the formation within it, cutting off all external influences.
From the outside, a Guardian Array Giant Dragon nearly ten thousand zhang in length coiled around the Dragon Clan Grand Hall at its center, with a faint golden Dragon Pattern Energy Shield enveloping the hall.
But the Golden Sun Nether Lion phantom did not stop there. Instead, a faint blood-colored flame began to burn around the phantom's body, and the blood-red mane at Jin Ming's brow started spreading to other areas.
The golden mane around Jin Ming's neck was visibly dyed blood-red in an instant, though not entirely—only a mix of gold and a hint of blood-red interwoven together.
"Tsk tsk tsk! This opportunity for bone fusion has actually awakened that trace of the Blood Sun Nether Lion Bloodline within Jin Ming. But if it's only this much, it won't be enough to fully evolve into a Blood Sun Nether Lion." Yuan Gan clicked his tongue in amazement.
"Still, for Bloodline Evolution, it's better than nothing."
With the manifestation of the massive Golden Sun Nether Lion phantom, the bone fusion officially began.
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