Bone Douluo's arrival pushed the research into Martial Soul Projection forward by leaps and bounds.
His Martial Soul was the Bone Dragon, a top-tier Beast Martial Soul. As a Titled Douluo, his control over it was far beyond that of any young Soul Master.
Poison Douluo's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor was also a top-tier Beast Martial Soul, but its strengths lay in poison and cunning. When it came to testing Martial Soul Separation, the Bone Dragon's fierce power made it a better subject.
Su Mo had the two men take turns trying to separate their Martial Souls from their bodies as energy forms. He stood to one side with his Fiery Golden Eyes fully activated, watching every thread of Soul Power flow through them.
"Old Bones, can you do it or not?"
Poison Douluo leaned against a stone pillar with his arms folded, a hint of gloating in his jade-green eyes.
The backlash from his own failures had tormented him for days. Now that it was Bone Douluo's turn to suffer, he felt inexplicably better.
Bone Douluo ignored him.
He stood in the center of the training ground, fists clenched, as the shadow of his Bone Dragon Martial Soul slowly appeared behind him.
It was a bone-white dragon with thick bones and two ghostly blue flames dancing in its eye sockets.
Following the separation route Su Mo had devised, Bone Douluo drew the Bone Dragon out of his body without using his Martial Soul Avatar, trying to give it an independent form outside himself.
The separated Martial Soul hovered in the air for a moment. Veins bulged on Bone Douluo's forehead as he locked it in place with his Spiritual Power, struggling to stabilize it. But it was like a fish out of water. After a few convulsions, it burst