Sword Immortal Wine Gourd, Divine Beast, Five Elements Qilin

"Ugh!" Li Taibai let out a muffled groan, spraying blood as he lunged forward and collapsed. The Green Lotus Sword flew from his hand, embedding itself into the ground in the distance and vibrating with a low hum.

The Martial Arts Platform fell into instant silence.

Qian Renxue stood in the center, a few strands of golden hair disheveled, which only added to her sharp, piercing aura.

She glanced at the burning incense stick on the stone pillar; the tip was still emitting thin smoke, with more than half of the time remaining before the incense burned out.

At the edge of the platform, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan stood dumbfounded, their faces deathly pale.

Even Bibi Dong, watching from afar, felt her pupils constrict. Without using her Martial Soul or releasing any soul skills, relying solely on her physical body and speed, she had defeated three geniuses who were near the level of a Soul Emperor after their buffs...

Just how terrifying had Qian Renxue's strength become?

"Li Taibai, give me the wine gourd." Ye Fan struggled to his feet, raising a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face remained pale, his internal energy was in chaotic disarray, and waves of stinging pain radiated from his back, each movement tugging at his injuries.

Li Taibai also braced himself against the ground to stand, his body still trembling slightly. Looking at Qian Renxue, he gave a bitter smile: "Big Sister Qian, that strike of yours was truly heavy."

"I didn't use full force," Qian Renxue said indifferently. "The strength I used on you was only half of what I used on those two."

Li Taibai subconsciously looked toward Ling Feng and Ye Fan; Ling Feng was still sprawled on the ground, unable to catch his breath.

His mouth twitched—the defensive capabilities of those two were already monstrous, like iron walls, yet they were in such a state after being hit. Since his own condition was similar to theirs, it seemed Qian Renxue indeed hadn't tried to kill him.

He wiped the blood from his lips, his gaze gradually turning resolute: "Big Sister, my apologies, but I don't want to lose so inexplicably."

"Sword Immortal Wine Gourd, fill up." The gourd at his waist glowed faintly.

Li Taibai unhooked the Sword Immortal Wine Gourd from his waist, pulled the stopper, and held it above his head, tilting it to pour into his mouth.

The clear, crisp wine cascaded into his throat like a silver thread, making a rhythmic glug-glug sound.

Within a few breaths, a third of the wine in the gourd had been consumed. His Adam's apple bobbed, and a faint flush spread across his face.

This Sword Immortal Wine Gourd was one of Li Taibai's core trump cards.

The gourd could store up to three times his own total soul power, with the energy condensed into wine, ready to be used at any time.

At level ten, he could store an amount equal to his total soul power in one day.

Now that he was level forty-five, it took three days to store that same amount.

One full gourd was exactly equal to his total soul power capacity.

This wine not only restored soul power and suppressed injuries, but it also provided a twenty percent boost to all attributes.

It was precisely because of this that he could consistently hold his own against Ling Feng and Ye Fan.

With built-in support, continuous endurance, and a soul power reserve four times that of a soul master at his level.

"Catch." Li Taibai tossed the gourd to Ye Fan, saying, "Drink one-third each, no more than that."

The upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall knew the wine had miraculous effects, but no one knew the secret that the gourd could store three times his soul power; even Qian Daoliu had never been told.

Ye Fan caught the gourd, tilted his head back to drink a third, and then tossed it to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng gulped down the remaining wine and casually threw the empty gourd onto the ground with a crisp clatter.

As the liquid entered their bodies, a faint halo of light rose from the three of them. Their chaotic auras gradually stabilized, their depleted soul power began to recover, and their physical presence grew slightly stronger.

The Martial Arts Platform was silent, save for the incense stick on the stone pillar still burning quietly. Ash fell in soft flurries, and soon, the incense had burned halfway down.

"You've recovered enough," Qian Renxue said, watching them.

"Do you have any new tricks? If not, this duel should come to an end."

Ye Fan, Ling Feng, and Li Taibai exchanged glances, a flash of determination crossing their eyes.

Ye Fan took the first step, walking slowly toward Qian Renxue, his voice low yet clear: "Ling Feng, if you still intend to hold back, then this is all you will ever be in Martial Soul Hall."

He understood Ling Feng too well—their Martial Souls were of the same rank and potential, and for years, they had both been holding back to maintain a delicate balance.

But today was different; Qian Renxue's strength had shattered that balance. If they didn't reveal their true power, the resources of Martial Soul Hall would surely tilt toward her, and their own share would only dwindle.

Only by demonstrating value equal to Qian Renxue could they preserve their current status.

Ling Feng's eyes flickered, but he finally gritted his teeth and did not refute.

Ye Fan stopped a few yards in front of Qian Renxue, suddenly lifting his head as a long roar echoed across the platform.

He pushed his Martial Soul to the limit, and a massive Qilin phantom emerged behind him. Its scales were distinct, its horns formidable, and as it stepped through the void, its aura surged with every movement.

Qian Renxue's golden pupils narrowed, watching the Qilin phantom with interest—this aura was more than a grade stronger than before.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu's fingertips twitched, and a golden barrier instantly enveloped the entire platform, completely sealing off the aura within.

His expression was grave; he had clearly sensed the anomaly in Ye Fan.

"Martial Soul Evolution—Divine Beast, Five Elements Qilin!"

With a roar from Ye Fan, the Qilin phantom behind him erupted in brilliant light.

The original singular flame-like color faded, replaced by five-colored streams of light coiling around his body.

Each corresponded to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Every force was incredibly pure, intertwining to emit a heart-stopping pressure.

"ROAR—"

The Five Elements Qilin let out a deafening roar, descending from the sky and merging into Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan's aura skyrocketed like a rocket, his soul power fluctuations finally stabilizing at the level of a sixty-third-rank Soul Emperor!

The Qilin Battle Armor on his body changed accordingly; five diamond-shaped gemstones appeared on his chest, each flickering with five-colored light that flowed incessantly.

"Domain—Five Elements Domain!"

Ye Fan spread his arms, and within a radius of several zhang centered on him, the space rippled with five colors.

Wherever the domain reached, green vines (wood) sprouted from the ground, ice crystals (water) condensed, flames (fire) surged, rocks (earth) emerged, and an aura of sharp metal (gold) lingered. The power of the five elements circulated in an endless cycle, forming an independent energy field that enveloped Qian Renxue.

"This is... the aura of a god-level martial soul! And a domain I have never seen before!"

Shock flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he laughed, "This kid, he hides things deep. If not for today's match, who knows how much longer he would have kept it a secret."

"However, as long as he is a member of Martial Soul Hall, it is good, very good."

Bibi Dong stood outside the barrier, watching the god-level aura erupting from Ye Fan. Her pupils contracted sharply, and the hand gripping her scepter trembled slightly—a god-level martial soul! Her gaze grew increasingly complex.

Qian Renxue looked at the five elemental powers circulating around Ye Fan, her golden eyes burning with even greater fighting spirit: "This is interesting. Now this is worth it."

Feeling the surging power within his body and the sense of control brought by the domain, Ye Fan looked at Qian Renxue and said confidently: "Qian Renxue, do you still think we aren't qualified to make you use your martial soul?"