Condensing Soul Rings

"The Holy Light Pegasus can absorb light-attribute energy to heal itself; are you healing it, you idiot?" Di Lintian watched this scene, feeling powerless.

"Ah? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Qian Renxue retorted, though her hands didn't slow down as she quickly retracted all the holy flames.

"You should have used the Six-Winged Fallen Angel form," Di Lintian remarked, watching the Radiant Divine Dragon act so restrained.

Sensing the disappearance of the holy flames, the Holy Light Pegasus looked at the Radiant Divine Dragon with renewed gravity. It half-spread the wings on its back, the feathers at the edges becoming incredibly sharp and reflecting a chilling, ghostly light.

"Light-Forged Dragon Scales."

Facing the sharp wings of the Holy Light Pegasus, Qian Renxue dared not be careless; Di Lintian had just said this was its most powerful offensive move.

The scales of the Radiant Divine Dragon became even more dazzling, as if plated with a layer of gold.

Light-Forged Dragon Scales—Immune to all damage caused by light (holy) attributes, physical damage reduced by 50%.

Your wings are sharp, but my dragon claws are no slouch either! Qian Renxue encouraged herself in her heart.

The giant dragon's body swayed flexibly, constantly colliding with the wings of the Holy Light Pegasus, each impact emitting a harsh, metallic clashing sound.

A moment later, Qian Renxue took the initiative to pull away, her majestic voice echoing from the dragon's maw: "Take my final strike!"

"Twilight of the Gods!"

The Radiant Divine Dragon opened its massive jaws, and a torrent of light dragon breath, imbued with boundless divine might, surged forth like a tidal wave, sealing off all paths of retreat for the Holy Light Pegasus.

The Holy Light Pegasus did not wait for death; it folded its wings to protect its front, layering three barriers of holy light.

The moment the light dragon breath touched the holy light barriers, a "crack" echoed out. The barriers offered no resistance and shattered instantly.

The light dragon breath continued unabated, pulverizing the holy light barriers one after another and slamming the Holy Light Pegasus from the sky to the ground. Had Qian Renxue not pulled her strength at the last second, the Holy Light Pegasus would have been turned directly into a soul ring.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Angel Sword!"

Sacred flames condensed into a holy sword before Qian Renxue. She gripped the hilt, aimed at the unconscious Holy Light Pegasus, and thrust it straight into its skull.

Little pony, rest in peace. We shall meet again in the God Realm.

Di Lintian watched this scene "unbearably," comforting the Holy Light Pegasus in his heart.

Just moments ago, the two had recovered their soul power for a while. Qian Renxue immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, drawing in the eighty-thousand-year soul ring.

An eighty-thousand-year soul ring; Qian Renxue should take a while to absorb it.

Thinking this, Di Lintian took out Di Tian's reverse scale, drew a circle around Qian Renxue, and then sat down within the circle himself to begin condensing his own fifth soul ring.

Currently, Di Lintian's four soul rings were:

1,500-year first soul ring: Dark Night Roar.

6,000-year second soul ring: Demon Dragon Body Protection.

12,000-year third soul ring: Nirvana Dragon Breath.

50,000-year fourth soul ring: Dark Abyss Dragon Domain.

He wanted to attempt condensing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring for his sixth, so he had to push the age of his fifth soul ring as high as possible. Di Lintian's goal was eighty thousand years.

The surrounding soul power gathered around Di Lintian, gradually forming a white soul ring, and he began to channel soul power into it.

The white soul ring became lustrous, a hint of yellow appeared, and the yellow began to expand until it finally became a yellow century-old soul ring.

The yellow turned to purple, and the purple turned to black.

This soul ring quickly completed the process of changing from white to black.

Next came the real challenge. The black soul ring's color deepened continuously: ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years.

Everything went smoothly until it reached fifty thousand years. As it pushed toward sixty thousand, Di Lintian frowned, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Violent energy collided randomly within his body, as if it were about to burst him apart.

The speed of the soul ring's growth slowed down. He had to maintain the violent soul power within his body while simultaneously channeling it into the soul ring.

Multitasking was not difficult for him.

As time passed, the sixty-thousand-year soul ring successfully transformed into seventy thousand.

After the soul ring reached seventy thousand years, its growth rate almost stalled, becoming imperceptible.

Di Lintian shifted his focus from stabilizing the soul power in his body to guiding it into the soul ring.

Sure enough, the growth of the soul ring became visible to the naked eye again, but the soul power within his body began to run wild once more, rampaging recklessly.

Di Lintian let that soul power collide within him; after all, he was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form, and his true body was the Dark Demon Dragon King. His physique was already far stronger than that of soul masters at the same level.

Furthermore, he had absorbed three hundred-thousand-year soul bones, one god-level external soul bone, and had undergone the Ice and Fire tempering of his body.

These minor waves were not enough to burst his body.

A moment later, Di Lintian stood up from the ground, panting, with two purple and three black soul rings pulsing beneath his feet.

He looked up at Qian Renxue, estimating that she would still need some time to finish absorbing.

He took out Di Tian's reverse scale again and planted it beside Qian Renxue.

"With this reverse scale, no soul beast will dare to approach this place."

Di Lintian nodded, his Ice Ember God Wings manifesting behind him as he sped toward the Land of Great Evil.

The Land of Great Evil, Lake of Life.

Di Lintian's return this time did not alert any of the Great Beasts; he headed straight into the space beneath the Lake of Life.

During this time, only Di Tian cast a single sweep of spiritual perception his way.

"Na... Sister Gu Yue."

Before he could finish saying "Sister Na'er," Di Lintian realized that the person sitting upright on the ice bed was not the adorable Na'er, and he instantly changed his tone.

In truth, Na'er was Gu Yuena; she had not sealed her memories, and even her strength was merely temporarily suppressed, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

When Na'er had accompanied him to the human world, this space had been completely empty.

However, seeing that Gu Yuena was not in her Na'er form, Di Lintian hurriedly swallowed the words he had been about to speak.

"Why didn't you call me Sister Na'er?"

Gu Yuena's current form was completely different from her Na'er form; at the very least, Na'er would never speak to him like that.

"Heh... haha." Di Lintian offered an awkward laugh.

He then changed the subject and asked, "Why did you suddenly return to the Star Dou Forest?"

"Can't I come back if I want to? I felt the human world was too boring." Gu Yuena parted her vermilion lips slightly.

In reality, that was not the case. Gu Yuena took the dream she had experienced earlier very seriously; she firmly believed it was a vision from the future.

In that future, the auras of seven gods had appeared within the Sky Dragon Empire, and Gu Yuena had already deduced the identities of those seven individuals.

Furthermore, Gu Yuena's intuition told her that she should not accompany Di Lintian to the Extreme North.

That was why she had returned to the Star Dou Forest ahead of time.

"Uh... of course you can."

Di Lintian felt that Gu Yuena was not telling the truth; she was not the type of person—or dragon—to act on a whim.

"Then when do you plan on returning to the human world? Don't forget about the Spirit Master Tournament," Di Lintian said. "There will surely be a good show to watch then."

"I'll wait until you return from the Extreme North," Gu Yuena said after some thought.

"Then I'll be off." Di Lintian walked toward the spatial vortex. "Qian Renxue is still absorbing her Seventh Spirit Ring."

Qian Renxue?

Was that the young mistress of Spirit Hall?

The future...

"Heading to the Extreme North... stay safe."

Gu Yuena said in a low voice.

Di Lintian, who was about to step into the spatial vortex, paused, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "I will, Sister Na'er."