Fusion Successful, First Soul Ring, Thousand-Year!

Ye Linyuan sized up the fierce tiger a few times, quite satisfied. "Alright, teacher."

The Wind Thunder Demon Tiger stared at Ye Linyuan and Du Bùsǐ, its fierce eyes flickering with suspicion.

The auras of these two men were clearly very weak—especially that Mediterranean Green-Haired Old Man, who seemed to lack even a trace of soul power fluctuation.

So why, when facing a powerful thousand-year soul beast like itself, did they act so unflappably?

Though a thousand-year soul beast's intelligence far surpassed that of a hundred-year beast, it had yet to undergo deep awakening.

It had no idea that top-tier human soul masters possessed a lethal passive skill: the ability to conceal their soul power fluctuations!

"Roar—!"

The Wind Thunder Demon Tiger could no longer suppress its bloodthirsty instincts and prepared to attack.

A layer of cyan-violet light suddenly enveloped its body.

The next instant.

The Wind Thunder Demon Tiger vanished from its spot.

A flash of cyan-violet light streaked forward, carrying the crackling of lightning and the howling of wind, arriving before the two men as if teleporting.

A reeking gale blasted their faces!

Ye Linyuan was slightly startled and blurted out, "Such speed!"

Du Bùsǐ only snorted coldly, lightly raising a hand to slap.

A massive ink-green hand formed from soul power suddenly appeared above the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's head and, under its stunned gaze, slammed down viciously.

"Boom!"

With a heavy, muffled crash, the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's bones shattered throughout its body. It was grievously wounded, with only a single breath left.

Du Bùsǐ said flatly:

"The Wind Thunder Demon Tiger is ferocious and sinister by nature. It excels in speed, and its strength and attack power are no slouch either. It enjoys toying with and torturing its prey, making it quite troublesome among soul beasts of the same rank."

"But if the gap in cultivation is too great, its speed means nothing."

"Go on, Linyuan."

Ye Linyuan nodded in astonishment, stepped forward, and activated Martial Soul Possession.

His gleaming, cold tail hook lashed out abruptly, piercing through the eye socket and into the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's brain, snuffing out its last spark of life.

Soon.

A dazzling purple soul ring emerged from the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's corpse, slowly pulsating in midair.

Ye Linyuan took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

His spiritual power gently touched the ring, drawing it over and merging it into his body.

Du Bùsǐ came before Ye Linyuan, his gaze burning as he watched him.

A top-tier soul beast never before seen on the continent—the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger—paired with an unprecedented thousand-year first soul ring.

How powerful would the combination make Ye Linyuan?

Heh, it had been a long time since he'd felt this anticipation!

As the soul ring entered his body, violent energy exploded instantly.

The Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's deathly remnant will surged forth as a tide of soul power and a mental storm, trying to drown the human who had killed it.

Ye Linyuan's body jolted, and both of his Martial Souls were triggered simultaneously.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's baleful, evil aura strengthened his body, while the Exquisite Sacred Heart's divine attribute helped him guard his soul.

The two Martial Souls complemented and fused, forging Ye Linyuan's body into an impregnable fortress, stubbornly resisting the impact of the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger's soul ring energy.

A gray phantom quietly appeared within the Exquisite Sacred Heart, observing everything with keen interest.

Combining this with the insights he had gained from absorbing the Unicorn's soul ring energy, Electrolux mused:

"So this is the cultivation method of the Douluo Continent? Interesting."

"The soul ring energy of soul beasts seems to contain a trace of extremely rare planar law force."

"The process of fusing a soul ring is essentially the soul master absorbing these forces and, through their Martial Soul, transforming the soul beast's power laws into power laws more suited to themselves, thereby growing stronger and advancing?"

"The Way of Heaven takes from the abundant to supplement the deficient."

"Though the cultivation process on the Douluo Continent differs from that of the Holy Demon Continent, the essence converges in the end."

"So that's it. This old man thinks he understands." Electrolux's aged voice sighed with emotion.

It must be said that Electrolux truly lived up to his title as the Holy Necromancer.

His experience in cultivation and his understanding of the essence of power far surpassed ordinary people.

With his powerful divine sense perception, Electrolux had, merely by observing Ye Linyuan's soul ring fusion process, already touched upon the most fundamental logic of cultivation for humans on the Douluo Continent.

Truly terrifying!

Sensing the tide of soul power within Ye Linyuan, Electrolux murmured, "The soul ring is the remnant of the soul beast's own power, but that power is violent and chaotic."

"Unless one's spiritual power reaches an extremely high level, a soul master simply cannot filter and control the law of power they need to fuse with."

Saying this, Electrolux shook his head with a sigh. "Though this method of cultivation by transforming soul beast power is direct and efficient, it is rather mindless, greatly limiting the path of human cultivation and lacking innovation and exploration."

He pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Linyuan, follow your teacher's guidance and absorb that cyan-purple energy."

"If your teacher's senses are correct, the law of power contained within that light should be this soul beast's most formidable ability."

Ye Linyuan's spirits lifted, and he said in surprise, "Yes, then I'll trouble you, Elder Ye!"

Under Electrolux's divine sense guidance, a violent and ferocious cyan-purple energy suddenly became clear within Ye Linyuan's perception.

Like a spotlight illuminating a chaotic crowd, it was clearly visible.

From the soul power fluctuations emanating from this cyan-purple energy, Ye Linyuan discovered with surprise.

It was extremely similar to the soul power fluctuations when the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger had launched its attack earlier, as if it were the very ability the Wind Thunder Demon Tiger used for its teleportation-like sudden kill!

Ye Linyuan locked onto this cyan-purple energy firmly, guiding it to merge into the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul.

Outside.

Du Bùsǐ watched his treasured disciple, favored by the gods, ready to respond to any accident at a moment's notice.

Though his inspection had shown that Ye Linyuan's physical condition should be sufficient to withstand a thousand-year soul ring.

The risk of such a massive leap beyond the limit to absorb a soul ring was still far too great—how could he dare relax even a little?

But fortunately.

Though the soul power fluctuations emanating from Ye Linyuan were violent, they showed no signs of losing control.

As time passed, Du Bùsǐ gradually relaxed, secretly letting out a breath.

The most dangerous moment of fusing a soul ring was the instant it was first drawn into the body.

As long as one endured the most violent initial impact of the soul ring, problems generally wouldn't arise afterward.

Half an hour later.

The soul power fluctuations on Ye Linyuan finally began to calm, eventually converging completely.

"The fusion succeeded!"

Du Bùsǐ's spirits jolted, and he came to Ye Linyuan's side.

Ye Linyuan's eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes.

Du Bùsǐ looked at him excitedly and couldn't help asking, "Linyuan, what thousand-year soul skill did you obtain?"

A hint of joy appeared on Ye Linyuan's face.

He stood up and urged his Martial Soul Possession.

"Roar—!"

With a low tiger's roar.

Ye Linyuan's form suddenly swelled, his strong muscle lines clearly visible.

His originally pitch-black pupils instantly turned blood-red, his full head of black hair transformed into a sinister dark purple, and a pair of black wings spread from his back.

His hands became tiger claws, with black fur covering his entire palms.

As his ten fingers flexed, dagger-like claws appeared and disappeared, glinting with a cold, eerie light.

Behind him, a ferocious scorpion tail composed entirely of bone joints rose high, its stinger exuding a chilling, evil aura.

And the most eye-catching was the slowly pulsing purple soul ring around his waist.

First soul ring, thousand-year!