Martial Soul Evolution: Poison Dragon! Ultimate Poison! The Fourth Ring of 100,000 Years, 100,000-Year Poison Dragon Pill!

Dugu Yan, at the very center of the storm, found her mind completely blank.

She only felt a tyrannical, majestic, yet inexplicably familiar energy—one that shared a strange affinity with her own bloodline—forcefully surge into her body.

Immediately following this, a young man's voice, slightly roguish yet brooking no argument, exploded deep within her consciousness:

"Little girl, don't be afraid."

"Do you want to become stronger?"

"Do you want to be rid of the agony of poison backlash?"

"Do you want to become a top-tier powerhouse at the pinnacle of this continent?"

"Or perhaps, do you want to become a god?"

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'm bestowing upon you a fortune of heaven-shaking proportions!"

"Open your heart and mind, and accept me!"

"Sacrifice--!!!"

BOOM!

Following the roar from the depths of Yu Nan's soul, his two-hundred-thousand-year cultivation base detonated completely.

It was no longer a destructive explosion, but rather a transformation into a pillar of purple-gold light that reached from the earth to the heavens.

It completely enveloped Dugu Yan's petite frame.

Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul manifested on its own, beyond her control.

Yet, under the scouring of that purple-gold light, the original emerald snake scales began to shed, replaced by harder, more noble purple-gold dragon scales.

Her serpent eyes transformed into dragon pupils, and dragon scales sprouted along her serpent tail!

She bypassed the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor entirely, evolving into the super Martial Soul: Poison Dragon!

Ultimate Poison!

And at Dugu Yan's feet, beyond her original two yellow and one purple soul rings, a fourth soul ring—radiating an aura that made one's heart tremble—was slowly condensing into shape, a deep, vivid scarlet!

The terror in Dugu Bo's eyes gradually turned into dull shock.

His mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

"This... this is..."

"Voluntary sacrifice?!"

Dugu Bo was completely stunned.

He wore an expression of utter disbelief, even rubbing his eyes, terrified that he might be dreaming.

"This... this Poison Dragon is actually, truly, voluntarily sacrificing itself to Yan-yan?!"

As a Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo knew all too well what the word "sacrifice" signified.

It was the most tragic, yet most tyrannical ritual in the world of Soul Beasts.

Unlike hunting a Soul Beast to absorb its ring, which required one to face soul-shaking resistance and physical rejection, a sacrifice was a Soul Beast burning its own life and soul to offer everything it possessed to a Soul Master without reservation.

The success rate was one hundred percent!

Furthermore, this was a super fierce beast that had survived a two-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation!

"A two-hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast sacrifice... that means a two-hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and a two-hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone that is guaranteed to manifest!"

Dugu Bo's breathing grew rapid, his heart hammering against his ribs as if it were about to leap out of his throat.

What made him tremble with even greater excitement, however, was witnessing the changes occurring on Dugu Yan's body.

Her manifested Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul was undergoing a fundamental, qualitative change while bathed in that purple-gold light.

Back in his day, he, Dugu Bo, had only managed to evolve his Martial Soul from a Jade Phosphorous Serpent to a Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor after enduring untold hardships to absorb his ninth soul ring, finally achieving the rank of Titled Douluo and becoming the world's premier poison master.

Yet now, Yan-yan's Martial Soul was skipping the Serpent Emperor stage entirely, evolving toward the legendary "Dragon"!

A Poison Dragon—that was the absolute superior Martial Soul to the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, the apex of all poison-attribute Soul Beasts!

"This is a heaven-sent fortune! My Dugu family is about to produce a true dragon!"

However, the wild joy lasted only for a moment.

Dugu Bo's excited, aged face suddenly stiffened, and a deeper, more profound anxiety instantly surged into his heart.

Cold sweat broke out instantly.

"No... wait!"

"The cultivation of this Poison Dragon is a full two hundred thousand years!"

Dugu Bo stared fixedly at the purple-gold pillar of light, the green glow in his eyes flickering unsteadily, filled with worry.

Although a sacrifice could ignore the absorption threshold and allow a soul master to perfectly fuse with a soul ring.

The sheer, terrifying volume of energy was still a tangible reality!

What level was Dugu Yan at now?

Just barely level forty!

Her meridians, her dantian, and her physical constitution were all still at the level of a Soul Ancestor.

This was like trying to forcibly pour an entire vast ocean into an ordinary teacup!

Even if the seawater were gentle and compliant, the teacup would shatter instantly from being unable to withstand such a terrifying capacity!

"Two hundred thousand years of energy scouring...

Yan-yan, can you really hold on?"

Dugu Bo wished he could rush in and share the burden for his granddaughter.

But under the absolute suppression of the sacrificial magnetic field, he could only watch helplessly, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

At the center of the light pillar.

Yu Nan, who had already transformed into a soul state, also realized this problem.

"Tsk, this is troublesome."

Yu Nan looked at the meridians inside Dugu Yan's body, which were usually considered broad and resilient.

Right now, in the face of his vast, sea-like dragon power, they appeared so thin and fragile.

He had only just injected a small portion of his origin power, and Dugu Yan's meridians had already begun to emit groans of being unable to bear the load.

Fine cracks had even begun to appear.

Dugu Yan's pretty face was flushed bright red, her brows locked in a tight frown; she was clearly enduring immense pain.

"This little frame is even more fragile than I imagined."

Yu Nan sighed inwardly.

After all, this was two hundred thousand years of cultivation, tempered by the thunder of the heavenly tribulation; its quality was frighteningly high.

If he were to forcibly cram all two hundred thousand years of origin power inside.

Even with the sacrifice, Dugu Yan would explode and die in an instant, turning into a magnificent, blood-colored firework.

That would result in two deaths, and everyone would be finished.

"It seems I have no choice but to use that method."

Yu Nan made a prompt decision, his soul form rapidly forming seals within Dugu Yan's spiritual sea.

Just like when the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sacrificed itself and Huo Yuhao couldn't bear the load.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had simply sealed the origin power.

Naturally, he could do the same!

"Since you can't get fat in one bite, then we'll do it in installments!"

With a thought, Yu Nan forcibly severed the surging, torrential two hundred thousand years of origin power right down the middle!

"Condense for me!"

Yu Nan let out a low shout.

He saw the most violent and heavy ten thousand years of cultivation origin, under his control, rapidly collapse and condense.

It finally transformed into a round bead the size of a dragon's eye, wreathed in purple-gold and radiating a terrifying poisonous might.

The Poison Dragon Pill!

Following this, Yu Nan carefully controlled the Poison Dragon Pill, slowly sinking it deep into the depths of Dugu Yan's dantian.

He then set down layers of seals.

"I'll store these hundred thousand years of cultivation in your dantian for now; consider it a power bank."

"When your physical strength improves in the future, you can slowly digest and absorb it."

After finishing all this, Yu Nan looked at the remaining hundred thousand years of origin power in his hands.

Although half was gone, it was still dazzlingly red, radiating a pressure that made one's heart tremble.

"The remaining hundred thousand years are just enough for you to condense your fourth soul ring, and while I'm at it, I'll help you reshape your meridians and complete your Martial Soul Evolution!"

"Little girl, hold on, this is the final step!"

Following Yu Nan's mental guidance.

The remaining power of the hundred-thousand-year origin transformed into a gentle, surging torrent.

It rushed wildly through Dugu Yan's limbs and bones, finally converging beneath her feet.

Hum--!

The radiance retracted.

That terrifying ring, which had originally borne two golden patterns, saw its color settle slightly, though its pressure remained daunting.

It finally stabilized into a ring of blood-red, hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!

Even so, this was unprecedented in the history of the Douluo Continent.

A hundred-thousand-year fourth spirit ring!