Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body and Molten Domain

The Six-Winged Angel's purifying power clung to Yan like maggots to bone, continuously purifying his Soul Power from within.

With a thought from Yan, flames at the level of half-Ultimate Fire surged forth. They swept through his body, instantly burning away the rampant purifying power.

Qian Renxue let out a soft sound of surprise, her gaze toward Yan filled with astonishment.

She could sense that the purifying power within Yan's body had been directly eradicated by some force.

This had never happened before. She had never encountered a Soul Master capable of so cleanly destroying the purifying power inherent to the Six-Winged Angel.

Yan, you really do have secrets!

Qian Renxue looked at Yan and thought to herself.

Yet this made Qian Renxue feel that it was only natural. Without secrets, how else could Yan's talent be explained?

In truth, Qian Renxue had misunderstood.

The purifying power carried by her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was indeed formidable, but Yan possessed half-Ultimate Fire and had no fear of Qian Renxue's purifying power. Naturally, he could burn it away with ease.

This was also because Qian Renxue herself had not attained an ultimate attribute. Otherwise, her purifying power would not have been so easily erased by Yan.

Though thoughts raced through her mind, Qian Renxue's movements did not slow. She had already arrived before Yan, Holy Sword in hand as she slashed toward him.

"Earth Flame Lizard Dragon Armor, Burning Flame!"

Yan gave a low shout as his first and second Soul Rings flashed in succession.

Flames swept around Yan's body, swiftly forming a suit of dragon-scale armor. Empowered by Burning Flame, the dark red armor began to take on a dark golden sheen.

If he had not been concerned about being too shocking, Yan would not even have needed to activate his first two soul skills. His pure physical strength alone would have been enough to withstand Qian Renxue's fifth soul skill.

Qian Renxue clearly possessed impressive swordsmanship as well. After all, the Qian Clan had endured for so many years and surely retained some hidden techniques.

Yan did not use the secret technique Flame Fall. Relying solely on his physique and the enhancement of his two soul skills, he suppressed Qian Renxue, whose current combat strength was no weaker than that of an ordinary Soul Saint.

Although Holy Sword was exceptionally powerful and golden scars continually appeared upon his Earth Flame Lizard Dragon Armor, under the enhancement of Burning Flame, those scars were swiftly erased.

Though Qian Renxue was powerful, she had ultimately wasted a great deal of precious cultivation time while infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire. The pressure she posed to Yan was no longer as great as it had been when they met in previous years.

After more than a dozen exchanges, Yan no longer had any interest in tangling with Qian Renxue.

The two ten-thousand-year Soul Rings behind him flashed alternately.

"Third soul skill, Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body!"

The pitch-black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring beneath Yan's feet suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

Several solid, blood-red Dragon Shadows with savage forms spiraled out from the Soul Ring. They released deep dragon roars, coiled around his body, and finally merged into him.

In an instant, Yan's aura exploded like a lit powder keg.

His already powerful muscles swelled once more, crimson dragon-scale patterns faintly emerging beneath his skin. Even within the dark golden flames in his eyes, a trace of violent crimson appeared.

At that moment, his strength, speed, Soul Power intensity, and even spiritual power all received a marked, all-around boost. The surging force within him seemed ready to burst free of his body.

More importantly, a tyrannical, unrestrained will empowered him, making him immune to all control effects for the next three seconds and greatly increasing his resistance to all control effects for the following ten minutes.

This was a powerful soul skill from a top-tier fire-attribute Sub-Dragon species with seventeen thousand years of cultivation.

"Fourth soul skill, Molten Domain!"

Almost the instant Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body was completed, the other equally profound black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring beneath Yan's feet lit up as well.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but the space within a ten-meter radius around him abruptly warped and heated up.

The ground instantly turned into dark red lava, though it was not real lava, but a highly condensed and materialized fire-element domain.

The air crackled as it was scorched by the extreme heat. Light bent severely, and everything in sight became blurred and wavering.

Within the domain, fire elements rejoiced and gathered madly, repelling all other elemental attributes—especially the light and sacred attributes represented by Qian Renxue, which were faintly opposed to flame.

This Soul Ring came from a Molten Spirit with roughly thirty-five thousand years of cultivation, which lived deep within underground magma.

It was an exceedingly rare flame soul beast. The Soul Master world had once believed it long extinct, but Yan sensed it with his powerful fire-attribute spiritual perception and, with Spirit Hall's help, completed the hunt.

The Molten Spirit was born with a flame domain. Though it had only thirty-five thousand years of cultivation, its combat power ranked at the very top below hundred-thousand-year soul beasts, only a notch beneath those super soul beasts.

Even with Yan's physique at the time, he had suffered immensely while absorbing the Molten Spirit's Soul Ring. One could imagine just how powerful it was.

But such suffering had been worth it. The soul skill Yan obtained was also the Molten Spirit's most precious and powerful ability: Molten Domain.

Although Molten Domain was not yet a true domain, it already possessed the beginnings of one.

As Yan's strength continued to rise, Molten Domain would surely eventually advance into a true flame domain.

Yet even as merely the embryonic form of a flame domain, it brought immense pressure upon Qian Renxue.

"Yan, I have to say, you have truly given me far too many surprises."

Qian Renxue could not help but sigh.

Even as the possessor of the god-grade Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, she felt a trace of envy toward Yan's talent at that moment.

With two ten-thousand-year soul skills activated at once, Yan's aura reached its peak.

He stood at the center of the lava domain like the sovereign of flames and molten rock.

Empowered by Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body, the dark golden flames became even deeper in color, faintly tinged with a bloody glow. Their temperature was so high that black, warped traces were scorched into the surrounding air.

"The warm-up is over." Yan's voice, enhanced by the double domain and soul skills, rumbled like muffled thunder and seemed to carry an unquestionable authority.

Before his words had faded, Yan moved.

There were no complicated techniques, only the simplest charge, step, twist of the waist, and punch.

But under the dual enhancement of Crimson Dragon Tyrant Body and Molten Domain, the speed and power of this punch had undergone a qualitative transformation.

His fist tore through the air, raising not a shockwave but a crimson-gold torrent of flames.

Wherever the torrent passed, the dark red ground within Molten Domain churned with it, as though the power of the entire domain had poured forth with that punch!

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply. The might of this punch was several times greater than before.

She did not dare be careless. The fifth Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up again, and Holy Sword Judgment condensed once more. Yet this time, under the suppression of Molten Domain, the sword of holy light was clearly less solid than before.

With a sharp cry, she gripped the hilt with both hands and slashed with all her strength at the crimson-gold torrent of flames.