Yin-Yang Balance Theory, Absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and Dragon Pill

Mu Tianyi reached out his finger as if possessed, gently touching the golden orb of light.

The moment his fingertip made contact, a warm and pure power surged into his body.

It was like a dormant river being awakened, flowing joyfully through Mu Tianyi's meridians.

That sensation was a closeness stemming from the depths of his bloodline.

Mu En stood up abruptly from his grandmaster chair, two sharp rays of light erupting from his cloudy old eyes.

"Tianyi... you can actually touch it? Do you not feel any discomfort?"

The old man's voice carried obvious surprise and irrepressible delight.

Mu Tianyi withdrew his hand and nodded: "It feels very intimate, as if... it was my possession to begin with."

Mu En fell silent for two seconds, then burst into hearty laughter, the sound causing the orb of light to tremble.

"Good, good, good! Heaven's will, it truly is heaven's will!"

Mu En stood up, leaning on his cane, and pointed at the golden orb of light, saying slowly:

"This thing is called a Dragon Core."

"Xuan Zu discovered it in an ancient ruin when he was young. There was the corpse of a Bright Sacred Dragon there. After that dragon died, its essence and power condensed into this Dragon Core."

Mu Tianyi's pupils constricted.

A Dragon Core of a Bright Sacred Dragon?

Was this not the very one that helped Huo Yuhao condense his second Soul Core in the original work?

"For Xuan Zu to reach this step today, as a ninety-nine-level Limit Douluo, this Dragon Core has contributed immensely."

Mu En said in a calm tone.

"Over these years, Xuan Zu has had many people try to absorb the power of the Dragon Core, but without exception, they all failed."

"They couldn't even touch it, let alone absorb it."

The old man paused, his gaze burning as he looked at Mu Tianyi.

"But you are different. The compatibility between your Bright Sacred Dragon Martial Soul and this Dragon Core is shockingly high."

"It even exceeds my own."

Mu Tianyi's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately after, Mu En took an object out of his Soul Tool and handed it over.

It was a soul bone in the shape of a right leg bone.

The entire piece was dark purple, the bone texture as warm and lustrous as jade. Fine dragon scale patterns were faintly visible on the surface, and black mist seemed to flow slowly within, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

Mu Tianyi reached out to take it; it was heavy.

He could feel that the power contained within this soul bone was suffocatingly strong.

According to his estimation, the age of this soul bone was at least over fifty thousand years.

"This is the Right Leg Bone of the Hell Demon Dragon, eighty thousand years old," Mu En introduced, his tone carrying a hint of pride. "I won it from an old friend in a bet many years ago."

"But its attributes don't match mine, so it has been gathering dust in Xuan Zu's Soul Tool for decades. Today, I shall gift it to you."

Mu Tianyi held the soul bone, his mind racing.

Mu En watched him, his gaze deep.

"Tianyi, your Bright Sacred Dragon and Dark Sacred Dragon should be opposites in terms of attributes, yet they can coexist within you, even forming Twin Martial Souls. This in itself shows that these two great dragons are not simple."

"There are signs of a Martial Soul fusion between the two, yet it has long failed to succeed. Xuan Zu speculates that what is missing is not technique, but some kind of external stimulus, or rather—a balance."

Mu En pointed at the Dragon Core with one hand and the soul bone with the other.

"Bright Dragon Core, Hell Demon Dragon Bone. One light and one dark, one righteous and one evil."

"Absorb this soul bone immediately, and at the same time, Xuan Zu will assist you with the power of the Dragon Core to achieve a balance of Yin and Yang."

"Perhaps the final step you have been struggling to find lies right here."

Hearing Mu En's words, Mu Tianyi felt a jolt in his heart.

Using the supreme pure light power of the Dragon Core to suppress the dark, tyrannical energy within the soul bone, allowing the two to form a counter-balance within his body.

This line of reasoning was theoretically sound for the Yin-Yang balance he had known in his previous life.

It could even be said that it was tailor-made for him.

Mu Tianyi took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

He said no more, sat cross-legged, and placed the dark purple right leg bone flat on his knees.

"Xuan Zu, I am ready."

Mu En nodded, a rare solemnity appearing on his aged face.

He raised his right hand, his fingertip touching the floating golden Dragon Core.

A wisp of light power, pure to the extreme, was drawn out by him, drifting toward Mu Tianyi like a thread.

At the same time, Mu Tianyi channeled his soul power to envelop the Hell Demon Dragon Bone resting on his knees.

A dark purple radiance erupted suddenly!

Two forces surged into his body almost simultaneously.

One was warm and pure, like the spring sun, pouring in from the Baihui point atop his head and flowing slowly along his meridians; wherever it passed, it felt warm and indescribably comfortable.

The other was cold and tyrannical, like a frigid abyss tide, surging in from his right leg and climbing upward along the meridians; wherever it passed, it felt bone-chillingly cold, as if his meridians were being torn apart.

One hot, one cold.

One light, one dark.

The two diametrically opposed forces converged within Mu Tianyi, neither willing to yield to the other.

Mu Tianyi's face flushed red in an instant, then turned deathly pale.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of peas rolled down his cheeks.

Pain.

It was not ordinary pain.

It was the kind of pain caused by his body being torn, squeezed, and pitted against by two forces.

It felt as if someone were treating him like a piece of dough, pulling hard in two opposite directions.

Mu Tianyi gritted his teeth, a muffled groan escaping his throat.

Mu En stood to the side, his gaze fixed intently on his great-great-grandson's changes, his right hand steadily guiding the power of the Bright Dragon Core, not daring to relax even a fraction.

"Hold onto your consciousness!" the old man's voice was steady and powerful. "Do not resist either force, and do not attempt to suppress either side; let them naturally collide within your body!"

Mu Tianyi heard him, but at this moment, he could not spare the effort to answer.

The two forces rampaged through his body, from meridians to organs, from organs to bones, every corner being repeatedly scoured.

The power of the Bright Dragon Core was repairing, while the power of the Hell Demon Dragon Bone was tearing apart.

Repair, tear.

Repair again, tear again.

A cycle repeating, endless and infinite.

Mu Tianyi's consciousness began to blur.

He felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, the flames of light and darkness burning alternately, melting him, reshaping him, melting him again, and reshaping him again.

Just as he was on the verge of being unable to hold on any longer.

Suddenly.

One black and one white, two rays of light exploded from within his body!

It was not the power of the dragon core, nor the power of the soul bone.

It was his own.

It was his martial soul.

The Bright Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon.

The two rays of light intertwined and rose, condensing into the phantoms of two giant dragons behind him.

One was pale gold, sacred and majestic; the other was pitch black as ink, deep and dark.

The two dragon phantoms were more solid than they had ever been before.

Their dragon eyes opened simultaneously, looking at each other.

Then...

They suddenly moved.

Instead of repelling, they acted like two magnets, attracting each other and slowly drawing closer.

Mu Tianyi's consciousness immediately plunged into chaos.

In a daze, he "saw" the space inside his own body.

It was an endless, dark void.

And in the very center of the void, the two giant dragons were coiled quietly.

One was pale gold, radiating immense light, illuminating half of the void.

One was pitch black as ink, deep and dark, merging with the darkness of the other half.

They seemed to sense something and turned their heads at the same time.

Four dragon eyes looked at Mu Tianyi in unison.

There was no hostility in that gaze, no scrutiny.

Only something... that Mu Tianyi could not name or describe.

It was like an old friend who had waited a long time, finally seeing the day of return.

Then.

The two giant dragons leaped up simultaneously, flying toward Mu Tianyi, turning into two streams of black and white light that crashed into his body with a boom!

Mu Tianyi's entire body shook violently!

A roar echoed in his mind, as if something had exploded within him.