Unexpected!

Suddenly!

The dense forest to the side shook violently. Withered branches and vegetation toppled over as a searing heatwave surged forth! A somewhat smaller grayish-brown dragon body burst through the woods, its resounding roar shaking the mountains and wilderness.

Judging by its size, it was another Wither-Glory Fire Dragon of around five thousand years!

This fire dragon had clearly rushed over after hearing the commotion to support its kin. The moment it appeared, its crimson vertical pupils locked onto the battlefield. Wrapped in violent flames, it launched a direct sneak attack at Uncle Lin, who was locked in battle.

Lin Yan, who had been watching intently from the side and maintaining his guard, suddenly narrowed his eyes. Not good.

His body shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, instantly blocking the suddenly appeared Wither-Glory Fire Dragon.

He did not know where this Wither-Glory Fire Dragon had come from, nor why it had gone unnoticed during their previous searches.

But that did not matter. So what if there was another one?

It seemed that today, he would not only obtain a Wither-Glory Fire Dragon soul ring, but also gain another Wither-Bloom Dragon Fire!

"Uncle Lin, focus on your battle. Leave this one to me!"

The youth's voice was clear and steady, carrying an innate air of certainty. He needed no further words to inspire complete trust.

Hearing him, Uncle Lin, who had been struggling against a powerful foe, relaxed slightly and replied without hesitation, "Alright!"

He knew his young master's current strength well. He also knew that the sooner he finished his own battle, the sooner he could support his young master. He immediately cast aside all distracting thoughts as his sixth black soul ring lit up.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Mystic Turtle World Lock!"

An incomparably heavy rock barrier instantly enveloped the area, completely imprisoning the Wither-Glory Fire Dragon before him within its bounds. It cut off interference, restricted its movements, and thoroughly stabilized the battle.

On the other side, Lin Yan faced the Wither-Glory Fire Dragon. With a thought, his palm grew scorching hot as the brilliant, dazzling Nine-Colored Emperor Flame suddenly rose and coiled around his body.

At the same time, Lin Yan's tied-up long hair came loose, each strand transforming into nine-colored locks blazing with crimson fire.

One yellow and one purple soul ring slowly rose and fell beneath his feet, gleaming with flowing light and radiating extraordinary might.

Facing the menacing fire dragon, which opened its mouth to spew an immense torrent of dragon flame, Lin Yan remained calm. Flames flickered in his eyes.

"First Soul Skill—Flame Devour!"

A rolling heatwave instantly swept across heaven and earth. The fire-element energy drifting through the surroundings went berserk and converged on Lin Yan, causing the Nine-Colored Emperor Flame to surge wildly!

This first soul skill, with only an eight-hundred-year cultivation, was the core foundation that had allowed Lin Yan's martial soul to continually evolve from an ordinary flame. It had another, more fitting name—Burning Art!

It granted the Emperor Flame martial soul ultimate growth potential, allowing it to continuously devour beast flames and the origins of unusual flames throughout heaven and earth, evolving and transforming itself.

Furthermore, the traits possessed by every type of flame it devoured could also be perfectly fused into the martial soul.

More than that, this soul skill's other effect was a 200% increase to all attributes! The amplification ratio could also continue rising with the quality and quantity of the flames it devoured!

After more than four years of Lin Yan's efforts, that amplification ratio had now reached a terrifying 500%!

Scorching, tyrannical flame aura suppressed the surroundings, while blistering heat distorted the air and light. But it was not over yet!

"Second Soul Skill, Flame Spirit!"

His remaining thousand-year soul ring suddenly blossomed with dazzling light. The Nine-Colored Emperor Flame surrounding Lin Yan scattered and divided, separating into clusters of origin flames of varying colors and utterly different traits.

The scattered flames floated in midair, then condensed in an instant into more than a hundred Flame Spirits. Some were scaled and armored, while others had wings and horns. They took on the forms of a hundred different soul beasts.

Spiritual light flowed through the eyes of every Flame Spirit. They were not mere flame constructs, but elemental spirits that truly possessed the intelligence of living beings!

Flames of every color surged across the hundred Flame Spirits as they gathered around Lin Yan, making the youth appear noble and regal, like an emperor who commanded all flames.

The next moment, soul power flowed around Lin Yan's fingertips as he shouted in a deep voice, "Flame Spirit Weaponization!"

Among the hundred Flame Spirits, nine figures with distinct traits suddenly soared into the air. They precisely split apart and attached themselves to Lin Yan's body, beginning to forge a suit of battle armor!

The Thunder-Fire Eagle formed from Purple Flame Thunder Fire condensed into Thunder Fire Wings behind his back, wreathed in purple flames and flickering arcs of lightning.

The Geocentric Lava Turtle formed from Geocentric Lava Fire fused into a lava breastplate, molten rock flowing across it with heavy, burning force.

Beyond that, the Nether Flame Lion formed from Nether Flame forged Nether shoulder guards; the Green Forest Luan Bird formed from Life Spirit Fire became a Green Forest belt; the Red Bone Flame Leopard formed from Bone-Tempering Fire condensed into crimson bone gauntlets on both hands; the Black Flame Giant Snake formed from Black Flame Profound Fire forged Black Flame knee guards; and the Falling Star Fire Crow formed from Meteor Fire became Falling Star battle boots.

Finally, the Sacred Flame Spirit Deer formed from Sacred Fire forged a Sacred Flame helmet, while the Blood-Burning Giant Lizard formed from Blood-Burning Fire condensed a Blood-Burning War Halberd overflowing with blood-red flames!

In an instant, a suit of Flame Spirit Battle Armor interwoven with nine colors and brilliant flowing light covered his entire body. Flame patterns circulated across it, and scorching, tyrannical flame aura soared into the sky!

This was Lin Yan's second soul skill. Its effects were divided into two aspects: Gathering Fire into Spirits and Flame Spirit Weapon Transformation!

Moreover, when the second soul skill worked in conjunction with the first, using the Emperor Flame martial soul as its foundation to re-separate the origin beast flames of the various soul beasts once devoured and fused by Emperor Flame, then using those divided flames to condense Flame Spirits, the second soul skill developed a third, even more wondrous and powerful trait on top of its original abilities of shared vision and shared damage!

As long as soul power did not run dry, Flame Spirits would never perish!

At the same time, whenever Flame Spirits transformed into Flame Spirit Weapons, each weapon provided Lin Yan with an enhancement. At most, he could stack the boosts granted by nine Flame Spirit Weapons.

The Flame Spirit Battle Armor Lin Yan had developed through this possessed nine interwoven and fused flame traits that complemented one another. It could now grant him a 300% boost to six attributes: attack, defense, speed, recovery, mental power, and elemental enhancement!

Two soul skills stacked together—the ultimate amplification was complete!

At this moment, Emperor Flame around Lin Yan burned with scorching tyranny, nine-colored firelight illuminating the forest. His spiritual perception covered a hundred-meter radius, precisely catching every movement of the fire dragon and every flicker of flame.

Empowered by the Thunder Fire Wings, his speed reached the extreme. Every movement left behind layer upon layer of dazzling flaming afterimages, making it impossible to distinguish illusion from reality.

"Roar—!"

The Wither-Glory Fire Dragon was utterly enraged by the human before it. Its enormous dragon body charged forward violently, causing the ground to cave in with a thunderous crash as countless stones flew into the air.

It opened its massive jaws lined with sharp fangs, spewing out an overwhelming flood of Wither-Bloom Fire. Like a gray-green curtain sweeping across heaven and earth, it carried bizarre power that plundered vitality. Grass and trees instantly withered wherever it passed, while earth and rock turned to ash as it bore down on Lin Yan!

Faced with the towering sea of flames, Lin Yan's expression did not change as he suddenly moved sideways.

The Thunder Fire Wings gave a light flap. Lightning arcs exploded, the airflow boomed, and he instantly shot more than ten meters away, perfectly evading the dragon flame breath.

The scorching Wither-Bloom Fire crashed onto the spot where he had just stood, exploding into a rain of flames and burning huge blackened craters into the earth.

Before the fire dragon could pull back its attack, Lin Yan struck first!

"Surround and kill."

As his voice fell, the hundred Flame Spirits around him scattered and encircled the dragon. Some took beast forms, while others became spirit weapons, sealing off every direction and every possible route of escape.

The attacks filling the sky precisely targeted the dragon's eyes, nostrils, gaps in its scales, and other vulnerable points. Even more bizarre Flame Spirits formed from beast flames such as Heart-Burning Fox Fire constantly circled and restrained it, disrupting its rhythm.

Meanwhile, the scorching and tyrannical Emperor Flame suppressed the dragon's inherently bizarre and troublesome natal dragon fire layer by layer. The Wither-Bloom Fire, which should have been able to plunder vitality, continuously dissipated and collapsed before Emperor Flame, even being devoured in reverse!

"Roar!!"

The Wither-Glory Fire Dragon was shocked and furious. Its huge body twisted frantically as its thick dragon tail, carrying Qian Jun's enormous force and a deafening sonic boom, swept viciously across the area in an attempt to shatter the encirclement of Flame Spirits.

Yet, with his extreme defensive amplification and the Flame Spirits sharing the damage, Lin Yan stood as steady as a rock.

He stepped forward and charged, his figure incomparably sharp. The Blood-Burning War Halberd in his hand carried surging flame waves and an explosive roar that tore through the air as it hacked down with savage force!

Boom!

The sharp, tyrannical flaming halberd blade struck precisely into a gap between the scales on the fire dragon's chest and abdomen. Extreme armor-piercing damage erupted instantly, shattering the tough dragon scales as scalding crimson dragon blood sprayed out like a fountain.

Yet before the dragon blood could reach the ground, the terrifying heat carried by the halberd blade vaporized it, raising a sky full of bloody mist and hot vapor.

The bone-deep agony completely ignited the fire dragon's ferocity. It threw back its head and roared desperately, erupting Wither-Bloom Fire from every gap in its scales, intending to force Lin Yan back with a self-destructive torrent of flames.

Seeing this, the Flame Spirits throughout the sky expanded their encirclement accordingly. When the enemy advanced, they retreated; when the enemy retreated, they pursued, firmly locking down every path for the fire dragon to attack or flee.

Even Flame Spirits destroyed during the siege could be reborn in moments and rejoin the battle.

The hundred Flame Spirits continued taking turns attacking, steadily draining its soul power and stamina.

Lin Yan flew through the air on Thunder Fire Wings, circling around it and occasionally leaving behind blackened wounds so deep that bone was visible.

Before long, the Wither-Glory Fire Dragon's thick, tough body was covered in wounds and utterly ravaged.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Wither-Glory Fire Dragon imprisoned by the Mystic Turtle World Lock barrier had long since been battered all over by Uncle Lin's unceasing barrage of soul skills.

His earth-element soul skills were heavy and tyrannical, breaking through its defenses layer by layer and constantly wearing away the fire dragon's vitality and soul power.

As the final Cracking Rock Raging Wave smashed down, the seven-thousand-year Wither-Glory Fire Dragon let out a weak, mournful cry. Its huge body crashed to the ground, completely gravely wounded and unconscious, having lost all ability to fight.

After dealing with his opponent, Uncle Lin turned to look toward the other battlefield, and his pupils instantly contracted.

Though he had long known that his young master possessed astonishing combat power, witnessing Lin Yan fight at full strength still left him unable to suppress the shock in his heart.

The youth wore Nine-Colored Flowing Light Flame Armor, standing tall and straight as a pine. Myriad flames surged around him, while a hundred Flame Spirits swept across all directions. He was like an emperor of fire. Even against a top-tier five-thousand-year subdragon, he remained calm and composed, completely overwhelming it!

Uncle Lin hesitated no longer. His figure flashed as he rushed directly to offer support.

Once Uncle Lin joined the battle, it also meant that the fight was about to come to a complete end.

When the final Wither-Glory Fire Dragon was exhausted, covered in wounds, and collapsed on the ground, Lin Yan raised his hand and drew in the rampant flames around him along with the Flame Spirits filling the sky. His aura subsided as he exited his battle stance.

The scorching heatwave slowly faded. The smoke-filled mountain forest returned to silence, leaving only shattered, blackened dragon scales strewn across the ground and dragon blood soaking into the earth, carrying faint traces of fire aura and dragon breath.