The way the Fire God stared at Huang Yan made his skin crawl. He glanced down at himself and asked in confusion:
"Lord Fire God, what's wrong?
Is there something strange about my body, or did absorbing the Soul Ring leave some hidden danger?"
Shui Bing'er tensed too and looked at the Fire God with concern.
"Hidden danger?
No. You're built as tough as a Ferocious Beast, kid. What hidden danger could there be?"
The Fire God curled his lip and pointed bluntly at the Martial Soul behind Huang Yan, grumbling:
"The longer I look at that Martial Soul of yours, the more it bothers me!
Just look at that thing behind you. One head, two heads, three...
Eight heads!
Eight whole heads crammed onto one neck, feathers flying everywhere. When it flaps around, it looks like a turkey nest that's been blown apart.
Ugly. Unbelievably ugly!"
Huang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He explained helplessly:
"Lord Fire God, my Martial Soul mutated after I refined the inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, a primordial beast.
According to the ancient texts, a Phoenix grows another head with every transformation. Only when it reaches nine heads does it attain supreme perfection.
Those eight heads are manifestations of pure energy and potential. How did they become a turkey nest...?"
"Bullshit!
That's nonsense made up by ignorant mortals!"
The Fire God cut Huang Yan off without mercy, glaring as he said:
"Nine-headed supremacy?
That's a deformity!
An inferior bloodline can't control its source Divine Fire, so it splits off more heads to share the burden. It's a crude workaround!
A true God Rank divine bird stands supreme beneath heaven, its myriad powers united as one. Why would it need a pile of heads to show off?
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