Black Hole

A constantly spinning, hollow, black typhoon-like vortex appeared.

Then it rapidly expanded into a massive whirlpool, instantly engulfing the area where Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi stood.

In truth, Wu Zhangkong had misunderstood.

The reason Mu Han's Second Soul Ring gave off a black glow wasn't that it was nearing the thousand-year level.

It was simply that refining so many things had caused the Soul Ring to mutate.

The Fallen Angel's plane-level Martial Soul body.

The Titan Giant Ape's god-level Martial Soul Origin.

The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian's blood essence.

All of these were connected, to some degree, with darkness.

The Fallen Angel had a dark attribute, and so did the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.

As for the Titan Giant Ape, though its attribute was earth—

Darkness was, after all, a derivative of earth.

That was why Mu Han's Second Soul Ring looked purple-black. It didn't mean it was approaching the ten-thousand-year level.

However, this Soul Skill's power was even more frightening than that of an ordinary Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Because his Second Soul Skill was an enhancement skill.

It was specifically meant to enhance his First Soul Skill, Wind Eye.

Although learning to combine Soul Skills was a required lesson for many Soul Masters,

most Soul Skills could only complement one another.

Even some enhancement-type Soul Skills could only enhance the Soul Master.

Soul Skills meant purely to enhance a specific other Soul Skill were still extremely rare.

But the more limited a Soul Skill's use, the greater its power naturally became.

This was practically a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Though, strictly speaking, should it be called a Soul Skill fusion?

Like the Light of Resurrection created by Oscar and Ning Rongrong two thousand years ago.

Their Martial Souls hadn't fused, but their two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings had produced a powerful fusion skill.

Mu Han's situation was much the same.

According to the original story, Ning Rongrong and Oscar's fusion skill came from the gods.

Their completely unrelated Martial Souls could undergo Martial Soul Fusion because the gods whose inheritances they received were a married couple.

After the two of them were separately chosen by the gods, their relationship had grown closer.

Those two Martial Souls, once as unrelated as chalk and cheese, had naturally become compatible—and perfectly so.

But even then, all it allowed was for their two Soul Rings to fuse perfectly.

Mu Han's case was even better.

Because both his Soul Rings were attached to the same Martial Soul—and had even come from the same Soul Spirit.

First Soul Skill: Wind Eye.

Second Soul Skill: Black Hole.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Storm Abyss!

It had not only Wind Eye's suction force, but also the Black Hole's gravity. It could even absorb Soul Power.

That was the power of the dark attribute.

Among the seven elements, water, fire, earth, and wind were basic elements, while light, darkness, and space were of a higher order.

Darkness was a derivative of earth.

But earth could provide nothing more than the added force of gravity.

Darkness, however, could add the ability to absorb Soul Power on top of gravity.

The Soul Power absorbed from Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi also replenished Mu Han.

He used the Soul Power he drained from his enemies to sustain Storm Abyss.

That powerful staying power was something the First Soul Skill, Wind Eye, alone couldn't achieve.

Compared with Wang Jinxi, who possessed the top-tier dark Martial Soul Bone Dragon King,

Zhang Yangzi, whose Dark Phantom Eagle Martial Soul specialized in controlling the battlefield, was clearly less physically resilient.

Under Storm Abyss, he dropped straight to his knees.

But Wang Jinxi could still force his way over and shield Zhang Yangzi.

"It's not over." Zhang Yangzi forced the words out through gritted teeth. "Jinxi, now!"

Wang Jinxi straightened his back sharply and let out a furious roar toward the sky.

Zhang Yangzi spread his arms from behind and wrapped them around Wang Jinxi's waist.

A low dragon's growl and a clear eagle's cry rang out almost simultaneously.

Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi's bodies turned pitch-black at the same time.

Zhang Yangzi's body became a beam of black light and soundlessly merged into Wang Jinxi.

The light wings on Wang Jinxi's back rapidly grew, transforming into a pair of wings for him.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Mu Han, who had read the original story, wasn't surprised. "Gu Yue!"

"Okay!" A yellow ring of light shone beneath her feet, and a powerful aura of light burst forth.

Then a blazing red glow flared to life, and intense golden-red flames blazed around her.

"Elemental combination?" Ye Yingluo stared at Gu Yue in shock.

The Dark Eagle Dragon Martial Soul Fusion Skill was powerful, but in the end, it was a dark attribute skill.

Light was a derivative of fire, and when light resonated with fire, their power could rival that of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Though she didn't know Gu Yue's Martial Soul or Soul Skills,

being able to combine the elements of light and fire at such a young age made the word genius woefully inadequate to describe her talent.

But Gu Yue was still only one person. She couldn't possibly hold off the Dark Eagle Dragon by herself.

What was more, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi were both Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters, while Gu Yue was only a One-Ring Soul Master.

Just then, a huge shadow appeared: a giant black toad covered from head to toe in crimson-gold dragon scales.

The giant toad opened its mouth and swallowed the Dark Eagle Dragon formed by Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi.

Two screams rang out at once, but not a sound escaped.

After all, this toad could even absorb sound.

The fusion skill, Ice Fire Refining Gold—though the Ice Fire Refining Gold of today was an enhanced version.

The original fusion skill, Ice Fire Refining Gold, had been a trinity of ice, fire, and metal elements.

Now it had an added dark attribute on top of that.

And it had swallowed the enemy whole.

Metal rang like clashing blades, ice was hard and cold, and flames blazed with heat—all of it erupting inside a sealed space.

It was like a pressure cooker.

And the fate of anyone trapped in a pressure cooker was easy to imagine.

Long Hengxu looked at the two "charred, human-shaped figures," his face so dark it seemed water might drip from it.

This was beyond any question of rescue.

They didn't even need a crematorium. In that state, they'd crumble at the slightest touch.

They'd been reduced to ashes and scattered to the winds.

He'd never expected the Class Promotion Tournament to turn so brutal.

It was a major accident, the likes of which hadn't happened in years.

As the referee, he couldn't shirk his responsibility!

"Teacher Wu, how could you let your students act so violently?" Ye Yingluo pointed at Wu Zhangkong and shouted.

But then she suddenly felt an extremely sharp, icy aura coming from Wu Zhangkong.

In an instant, she felt as if her entire body had frozen stiff.

Wu Zhangkong said to Mu Han, "Let's go." He hadn't even glanced at Ye Yingluo once.

Just then, Mu Han suddenly felt a faint warmth spread through his body.

As the warmth spread from head to toe, waves of drowsiness washed over him.

Gu Yue noticed Mu Han sway and hurried to support him. "What's wrong?"

As soon as she caught him, Mu Han's body went limp and started to collapse.

Gu Yue quickly caught him in her arms, letting his whole body fall against her.

Wu Zhangkong stopped and turned around, then seized Mu Han's wrist. "What's this?"