In the real world.
Mu En's hand froze in midair.
In those old eyes, as deep as the sea, was reflected a sight he had never seen in over a century of life:
The phantom forms of the two giant dragons behind Mu Tianyi suddenly threw back their heads and roared at the sky!
The dragon roars shook the entire Sea God Pavilion. The window frames buzzed, and ancient books on the shelves fluttered noisily open.
The Bright Sacred Dragon opened its pale golden maw and swallowed the floating Golden Dragon Core in one gulp.
The Dark Sacred Dragon followed immediately after, opening its ink-black maw and devouring the Hell Demon Dragon Bone along with its dark purple radiance.
The two treasures were swallowed by the two dragon phantoms.
Then...
The aura around Mu Tianyi suddenly changed.
Two streams of air, one black and one white, surged out of his body. Like two spirit serpents, they circled, Entangled, and chased each other around him.
At first, they were somewhat chaotic, like two armies facing off, neither willing to yield.
But soon, they found a wondrous rhythm.
The black and white currents began to merge and spin, gradually forming a complete circle.
A yin-yang pattern.
Half black and half white, their ends linked together.
It rotated slowly behind Mu Tianyi, giving off an ancient, profound aura.
Mu En held his breath.
Meanwhile, Mu Tianyi himself was undergoing a transformation.
First came his physique.
His originally slender body, that of an eight-year-old child, seemed to be stretched and filled out by an invisible force. His bones cracked, and lines of muscle emerged one by one along his arms, shoulders, back, waist, and abdomen.
Lean and strong, yet not exaggerated.
He had forcibly shot up from barely over a meter tall to over 1.7 meters.
If Mu Tianyi had still been an immature child a quarter of an hour ago, he now looked at least seventeen or eighteen.
Then came his hair.
His originally short black hair turned white at a visible pace.
Not the withered pallor of old age, but a pure, snow-white silver sheen like polished jade.
Only a lock of hair before his forehead stubbornly remained jet-black, like the finishing stroke of ink in a freehand landscape painting.
Black and white intertwined, striking and unique.
Immediately after...
Whoosh!
A muffled sound like tearing silk rang out.
Mu Tianyi's clothes split apart at the back, and two Dragon Wings burst open!
The left wing was as black as ink, every bony rib like a blade tempered in dark flames, its edges gleaming with a cold, dim purple light.
The right wing was pure white as snow, its feathers lush and full, flowing with a warm golden radiance—sacred and solemn.
One black, one white.
One dark, one bright.
When spread wide, the wingspan stretched over three meters.
And across his body, the features of the Bright Sacred Dragon and Dark Sacred Dragon emerged one by one.
His right forearm was covered in pale golden dragon scales, his fingertips slightly curled into claws, sharp yet elegant.
From his left shoulder to his chest, several jet-black dragon scales flickered in and out of view, embedded in his skin like tattoos and emitting a mysterious dim glow.
Two small bumps rose slightly at his temples.
Mu En stood there dumbfounded, nearly losing his grip on his cane.
He had lived for nearly two hundred years. He had seen countless gifted prodigies, witnessed the breakthroughs of Titled Douluo with his own eyes, and watched innumerable geniuses come into being.
But the scene before him—
An eight-year-old child had completed a Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill before him. His body had been directly reshaped, and his appearance had transformed from that of a child into a youth...
The old man opened his mouth, but for a moment, he did not know what to say.
The study was so quiet that only the soft rush of wind from the Dragon Wings and the hum of the slowly rotating yin-yang pattern remained.
Half an hour later.
Roar!
A deep, heavy dragon roar shook out from within Mu Tianyi's body.
Mu Tianyi opened his eyes.
Within his once pure black pupils now floated a delicate ring of golden light, deep and bright, as though each held a blazing sun.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Long and well-defined—his right hand was covered in pale golden dragon scales, while his left was normal in skin tone but faintly traced with dark patterns.
He clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within his body, and the corners of his lips slowly rose.
He had succeeded!
Although he had kept his eyes closed throughout the half hour, he had seen everything that happened in the depths of his consciousness with perfect clarity.
The moment the Bright Sacred Dragon and Dark Sacred Dragon crashed into his body, the two martial souls ceased acting independently. Like two rivers flowing into the sea, they found a perfect point of balance within him.
After the Bright Dragon Core was swallowed by the Bright Sacred Dragon, it did not disappear. Instead, it sank deep into his Sea of Spirit.
Like a miniature sun, it continuously released gentle, pure power of light.
The Right Leg Bone of the Hell Demon Dragon, meanwhile, had been completely absorbed by him.
He could clearly feel that the density of the bones in his right leg had increased dramatically. A cold, eerie force lurked within them, ready to be called upon at any time.
"Xuan Zu."
Mu Tianyi raised his head and looked at Mu En. His voice was several shades deeper than before, carrying the distinctive magnetism of someone transitioning from boyhood into youth.
Leaning on his cane, Mu En's eyes were equally filled with excitement.
"Tianyi, how do you feel?"
Mu En asked.
"I feel great!"
Mu Tianyi organized his thoughts, then explained succinctly, "The Bright Dragon Core was swallowed by the Bright Sacred Dragon. It's now resting in my Sea of Spirit."
"The Right Leg Bone of the Hell Demon Dragon has been completely absorbed and fully fused with my body. There isn't any rejection at all."
He paused, then added, "And the two items have reached some kind of balance. Light suppresses darkness, while darkness nourishes light in return, forming a closed cycle."
Mu En fell silent for a moment after hearing that.
Then he could not help bursting into laughter.
"Excellent." Mu En nodded, his voice somewhat hoarse. "Xuan Zu has lived for centuries and seen quite a few geniuses, but someone like you... this is the first time."
He looked at Mu Tianyi, his gaze deep and distant.
It was as if, through the youth before him, he saw the figure who would one day stand at the pinnacle of the continent.
"Tianyi, your path has only truly begun to unfold today."
Mu Tianyi nodded solemnly.
"By the way," Mu En said, putting aside his sentiment and turning serious, "what effect does that Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill of yours have?"
Mu Tianyi closed his eyes and carefully sensed the state of the Twin Dragons after their fusion within his body.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, his gaze bright and clear.
"All attributes are increased by 300 percent." His voice was calm.
"At the same time, damage from light and darkness attributes is separately increased by 200 percent, and I gain immunity to both elements."
Mu En's pupils trembled slightly.
A 300 percent increase to all attributes, along with a 200 percent increase in light and darkness damage and immunity to that damage...
This degree of enhancement had already far surpassed the scope of ordinary Martial Soul Fusion Skills.
"There's more," Mu Tianyi continued.
"There's more?" Mu En's voice rose half a pitch.
Mu Tianyi raised his right hand. The pale golden dragon scales gleamed with a cold light beneath the sun. Then he raised his left hand, where the jet-black dark patterns crawled over his skin like living things.
"In this state, I can simultaneously use all the soul skills of both the Bright Sacred Dragon and Dark Sacred Dragon without any conflict. And..."
He paused, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"I have a vague feeling that, in this form, I can develop some new soul skills... unique to the fusion."
"I just haven't figured them out yet. I'll need time to explore them."
Mu En took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"Does this Martial Soul Fusion Skill have a name yet?"
Mu Tianyi shook his head.
"Then give it a name."
Mu Tianyi pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said:
"Then let's call it the Yin-Yang Divine Dragon Transformation."
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