Stinky Long Worm

"Go."

Lin Chuan moved his mind.

The figure of Giratina shuttled through the air like a phantom, constantly closing in on the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

As an external martial soul, this was Giratina's way of fighting.

Most of the combat was led by it, though fortunately, Lin Chuan could also utilize some of its Self-Created Soul Skill techniques.

Giratina and the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent tangled together, the sounds of their collisions ringing out one after another like thunderclaps.

During the struggle, Giratina slammed violently into the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's vital spot.

After briefly disengaging, it gathered purple-black energy in its maw, and a distorted beam of light as thick as a wrist instantly smashed down.

The opponent refused to be outdone, spitting out a scorching breath of fire in return.

The skills collided, producing a dull thud followed by waves of air spreading outward.

While the two were briefly deadlocked.

Lin Chuan shaped his right hand into a blade, the energy-wrapped hand becoming incomparably sharp and hard.

Strike a snake at its vital spot; this was its fatal weakness.

Quickly arriving at the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's vital spot, he thrust his right hand down fiercely, accompanied by the sound of tearing air.

The moment his white-glowing hand collided with the scales, a shower of sparks flew, and the clanging sound was sharp and rhythmic.

"Damn! So tough."

Cursing under his breath, Lin Chuan quickly tried to pull back and dodge.

Having suffered severe damage, the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent went berserk.

Its long, slender body twisted frantically, and its massive tail swung down with a whistling gale.

Lin Chuan tapped his toes on the ground, his figure retreating rapidly just before the tail arrived, slamming violently into the path.

With a loud "boom," a large crater appeared before his eyes.

The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's tail remained unscathed, its scales gleaming with a cold luster as it swung again with the force of the wind.

Lin Chuan advanced instead of retreating; with a twist of his waist and hips, he leaped into the air, dodging the tail whip attack.

At the same time, he flicked his right hand.

Three steel needles coated in deadly poison exploded outward, shooting toward the eyes of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

At the same time.

Facing this snake, Giratina, feeling obstructed at every turn, let out a cold, indignant snort.

After soaring into the air, a vast dragon might suddenly surged around its body.

Feeling the oppressive pressure of the dragon might from above, along with Lin Chuan aiming for its vitals from behind, a sense of panic rose in the heart of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

The cold sweat on its back dissipated completely the moment one of the steel needles pierced its eyeball.

It was replaced by unbridled rage.

"Hiss-roar--!!!"

Three steel needles.

Two were blocked by its tough eyelids, but the last one luckily pierced its right eye.

The toxin began to spread instantly, and the stinging pain traveled from its nerves into its brain.

The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent collapsed to the ground, unable to bear the burden, and began to writhe in agony.

"Stinking long-worm, what are you screaming for!"

Giratina snorted coldly.

It fired a multicolored energy wave infused with dragon might from its maw, accompanied by a roaring dragon's cry, as it dove straight down.

Lin Chuan had already run to a safe position, watching the magnificent energy slam down onto the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent from above.

The dragon breath struck its face, and the residual energy rippled out for several meters.

The wind whipped up a large cloud of dust, obscuring the view ahead.

When the dust settled.

Lin Chuan's small frame had already appeared on the broken scales at the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's vital spot, his right palm transformed into a blade, stabbing down fiercely.

"Hiss... roar--!!!"

The tearing pain caused the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent to struggle violently, its body twitching intensely as it completely destroyed everything in the surrounding architecture.

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth.

He steadied his footing to avoid being thrown off, then drove his right palm downward, piercing deep with a surge of energy.

First, the scales were split open, followed by the snapping of tendons and bones.

The body of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent suddenly erupted with a surging, intense heat.

As if making a final, desperate strike before death, it opened its terrifying maw and lunged forward with a foul gust of wind, snapping its jaws toward Giratina.

The two were separated by a mere two or three meters.

This strike was perfectly positioned to tear its target apart.

Yet, in the next second, the figure of Giratina vanished instantly, recalled into Lin Chuan's body.

The bite missed, and the massive head of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent slumped down powerlessly...

Flames began to ignite across its body, which still hung over the Hell Road.

There was something strange about these flames.

Lin Chuan, being closer, felt the Primordial Yang within his own body being stirred and rising immediately.

He forcefully suppressed the burning sensation in his abdomen, his face flushed, and he retreated while gasping for breath, putting distance between himself and the corpse of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

In just a few moments.

The massive body and terrifying flesh of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent were burned to ash, leaving behind only a fist-sized inner core.

The inner core radiated a terrifying high temperature, scorching the surrounding ground until countless cracks appeared, causing the earth to crumble at the slightest touch.

Looking at the inner core ahead, and recalling what Giratina had said about the Primordial Yang Evil Fire.

Lin Chuan understood most of it now.

In the original work, Ma Hongjun had first purified his own evil fire using the essence of immortal herbs before refining and absorbing the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's inner core to complete his Martial Soul Evolution.

The Primordial Yang Evil Fire contained within this single inner core was likely comparable to the high-temperature flames of his Evil Fire Phoenix.

Absorbing it directly might be dangerous, but I can use the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to facilitate the process.

Once he had steadied himself, Lin Chuan began to utilize the power of his domain, channeling his soul power to exert pressure upon the inner core.

A biting chill gathered around the core, lowering the temperature it emitted.

Once it was sufficiently suppressed, he used a thread of energy to slowly draw the inner core into his hand.

After being suppressed, the inner core calmed down completely, and the high heat it released was retracted.

Within moments, Lin Chuan held it, and the light on its surface faded away entirely.

He let out a soft breath.

Lin Chuan glanced down at the inner core, which contained the terrifying Primordial Yang, and stored it away in his Soul Tool.

At the same time, the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King recovered.

The strange sensation brought on by the intense pain and dizziness had faded; it shook its heads, clearing its mind from the previous disorientation.

As it turned around, it happened to see the inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent being tucked away into Lin Chuan's Soul Tool.

Anger and greed flooded its two heads.

Even the largest head in the center flickered with greedy intent in its eyes.

Yet, recalling the attack that had made its soul tremble and brought a true threat of soul annihilation, its greed and anger were suppressed.

That type of soul attack was specifically designed to counter its regeneration.

One must know that the soul is the most precious and vulnerable part of any living creature.

If the body is destroyed but the soul remains, one can be resurrected.

But once the soul dissipates, there is no coming back.

Watching Lin Chuan's back as he headed into the distance, the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King grew anxious, chasing after him with unwilling eyes.

It simply could not let him leave, especially since the inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent held such immense attraction for it.

A deep, instinctual feeling told it that if it could successfully swallow and refine that core, its strength would undoubtedly skyrocket!

The Hell Road was a path that ascended from bottom to top; the further one went, the steeper the incline became.

Although the path here was dozens of meters above the subterranean magma, the temperature was absurdly high, even causing Lin Chuan's long hair and clothes to show signs of spontaneous combustion, forcing him to protect himself with soul power.

The high heat pressed down on the surrounding air, and waves of heat surged toward him from behind.

Accompanied by the sound of flapping wings growing closer and more numerous.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan cursed under his breath.

He channeled his soul power, pushing his speed to its absolute limit as he sprinted forward.

The man and the beast thus began their chase.

Seeing that Lin Chuan was about to exit the final passage, the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King gritted its teeth, suddenly accelerated, and closed the distance, appearing directly above Lin Chuan.

"Tsk!!"

A long, grating screech erupted from the throat of the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, echoing far across the Hell Road.

As the one bearing the brunt of the attack, Lin Chuan felt his brain swell with agonizing pain, nearly causing him to black out.

He gritted his teeth, using his mental power to resist the creature's soul attack.

Enduring the stabbing pain in his mind, he swung his right hand once more.

The figure of Giratina shrank down to its normal size, appearing directly behind the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King.

It let out a similarly obscure and hideous roar.

Having prepared in advance, Lin Chuan channeled his mental power to its limit to resist, while simultaneously pushing his soul power to dash several meters away.