Qilin Precious Technique! Du Busi's Shock!

The blizzard in the Extreme North Core Region remained as violent as ever, yet within the emerald-green barrier Du Busi had raised, an almost frozen silence had descended.

Liu Yuan sat cross-legged, his hands forming seals atop his knees. The twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring, glowing with a faint black radiance, resembled a greedy black hole as it continuously released violent, icy energy.

That energy surged through Liu Yuan's brow and into every limb and bone, carrying the Ice Qilin's pride and tyranny from when it was alive as it attempted to overwhelm his young body.

Come on!

Liu Yuan shouted inwardly, crimson light flaring deep within his Double Pupil.

The instant the energy entered his body, he felt as though he had swallowed an erupting iceberg. Extreme cold and immense force wildly clashed within his meridians.

Had he not spent the past half year being tempered by the Body Secret Technique and countless rare medicines, that single impact would likely have shattered his meridians inch by inch like fragile porcelain.

But now, he would begin refining this power bit by bit...

At the edge of the barrier, Du Busi stood with his hands behind his back, his dark green eyes fixed intently on Liu Yuan, who was enveloped in black streams of light.

Though he had acted incomparably arrogant before Liu Yuan and repeatedly claimed that twenty thousand years was "just right," that had mostly been to instill absolute confidence in his disciple.

As the Body Sect Master, he knew better than anyone how great a leap this was—obtaining a ten-thousand-year ring at Three-Ring was already taboo in the Soul Master world, let alone one that had reached twenty thousand years, an age approaching a Soul King's limit.

"Good disciple, you must succeed..."

Du Busi muttered softly. His great hand, normally as steady as a mountain, involuntarily clenched the corner of his robes as anxiety filled his face.

Time passed second by second.

After one hour, a fine layer of frost appeared across Liu Yuan's skin. It was the Ice Qilin's lingering will of extreme cold attempting to strike back.

After two hours, Liu Yuan's breathing became heavy. The Body Secret Technique within him began operating on its own, continuously reinforcing the toughness of his meridians.

Three hours passed, yet Liu Yuan remained seated with his eyes closed, like an ice sculpture. Only the black Soul Ring's rhythm grew faster and faster, its hum making the surrounding air tremble.

By the fourth hour, Du Busi could no longer maintain his composure.

He paced anxiously back and forth within the cramped barrier, making the thick snow beneath his feet crunch.

"Why isn't he awake yet? This is taking too long..." Du Busi frowned deeply, his eyes full of worry.

"Nothing could have gone wrong, could it? That shouldn't be possible! With this kid's spiritual power and physical foundation, he should have been able to succeed!"

Several times, he wanted to forcefully probe Liu Yuan's condition, but each time he stopped himself.

He knew that this kind of deep fusion feared outside interference more than anything.

Just as Du Busi was frantic with worry and on the verge of forcibly intervening, Liu Yuan, who had been as still as dead water, suddenly shuddered violently!

Bzzzz—!

An aura so powerful it made one's heart tremble exploded from Liu Yuan's body like a storm, directly sweeping away all the accumulated chill nearby!

The instant he sensed that aura, Du Busi's eyes lit up!

He could clearly feel the fluctuations of Soul Power within Liu Yuan rising at an outrageously rapid pace. This was the immense energy contained in the twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring feeding back into him.

Level thirty-one...

Level thirty-two...

Level thirty-three...

In the end, that violent thrust slammed heavily against the threshold of level thirty-four and came to a steady halt.

"He jumped four levels in a row?! He went straight to level thirty-four?!" Du Busi froze for a moment before bursting into wild laughter that nearly tore through the blizzard.

"Hahahaha! I knew it would work! With the energy feedback from a twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring, plus all the groundwork this kid laid before, he hit the jackpot this time!"

Liu Yuan slowly opened his eyes. His two pupils overlapped and rotated, revealing a faint glow as deep and dark as an abyss.

He rose to his feet, feeling the strength within him that seemed capable of crushing mountains and rivers beneath a single step. His heart overflowed with wild joy.

"Master, I've broken through." Liu Yuan clenched his fists. With Soul Power brimming within him, a faint precious radiance even shone across his skin.

"Good! Hurry! Show this old man!" Du Busi strode forward in a single step, his gaze blazing with excitement.

"I want to see exactly what kind of treasure skill that twenty-thousand-year Soul Ring you risked your life for has given you!"

"Alright!"

Hearing Du Busi's words, Liu Yuan nodded and took a deep breath.

Beneath his feet, one yellow, one purple, and one black Soul Ring—three utterly unreasonable rings—pulsed in orderly succession.

Then, the ink-black Third Soul Ring blazed with light.

"Third Soul Skill—Qilin Precious Technique!"

At Liu Yuan's low shout, two dense blue rays emerged from his Double Pupil and, at astonishing speed, completely covered his body.

At that moment, Liu Yuan's aura changed. He became like a true ancient ferocious beast.

With a light tap of his toes, he vanished from where he stood. He moved so fast that several solid afterimages lingered in midair.

"This speed... teleportation?" Du Busi was uncertain.

Liu Yuan abruptly appeared before a massive block of dark ice dozens of feet tall, a hundred meters away. Without any flourish, he threw a simple punch.

Boom—!

That enormous block of dark ice was as fragile as tofu beneath Liu Yuan's fist, instantly exploding into powder that filled the sky.

Not only that, as Liu Yuan stepped forward, he actually borrowed force directly from midair. As if stepping upon solid ground, he took several consecutive steps through the void, his figure darting left and right across a range of several hundred meters in an unpredictable fashion.

"This isn't merely a movement technique. It's an all-around physical enhancement!"

Liu Yuan landed before Du Busi again, the sharp glint in his eyes not yet faded. "Master, this is my Third Soul Skill. Once activated, it increases my physical strength severalfold and grants me extreme close-combat explosive power."

"More importantly, it contains the Qilin Step. It lets me ignore terrain and even walk through the air, allowing for instantaneous movement."

Du Busi looked at the shattered remnants of the massive boulder Liu Yuan had destroyed with that punch, then at the faint radiance Liu Yuan's enhanced body emitted. He was utterly stunned.

"So powerful?"

He suddenly felt extremely fortunate about his choice—fortunate that he had chosen to believe in Liu Yuan...

Because the Third Soul Skill Liu Yuan had gained this time—the Qilin Precious Technique—was simply incredible.

Du Busi had been left completely dumbfounded after watching Liu Yuan demonstrate it.

How was this just one Soul Skill?

If they really had to count it, couldn't it be considered two?

The ability to move through the air!

And that terrifying increase in strength and speed!

This Soul Skill was truly extraordinary!

Du Busi truly felt like laughing himself silly right now.

Looking at Liu Yuan before him, he found himself more and more satisfied the longer he looked.