Condensing a Soul Ring

"The Holy Light Pegasus can absorb light-attribute energy to heal itself. Are you treating it, idiot?" Di Lintian watched helplessly.

"Huh? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Qian Renxue shifted the blame, but her hands did not slow as she swiftly withdrew all the holy flames.

"You should have used the Six-Winged Fallen Angel." Di Lintian looked at the constrained Radiant Divine Dragon.

Sensing the holy flames vanish, the Holy Light Pegasus once again fixed a solemn gaze on the Radiant Divine Dragon. The wings on its back spread halfway open, their feathers turning incomparably sharp and reflecting a faint cold gleam.

"Light-Forged Dragon Scales."

Facing the Holy Light Pegasus's razor-sharp wings, Qian Renxue did not dare underestimate them. Di Lintian had just said that this was its strongest attack method.

The Radiant Divine Dragon's scales became even more dazzling, as though coated in a layer of gold.

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

Your wings may be sharp, but my dragon claws aren't weak either! Qian Renxue encouraged herself.

The dragon's massive body swayed with agility, repeatedly colliding with the Holy Light Pegasus's wings. Every impact produced a piercing clang of metal against stone.

A moment later, Qian Renxue took the initiative to pull away. A majestic voice emerged from the dragon's mouth. "Take my final attack!"

"Twilight of the Gods!"

The Radiant Divine Dragon opened its massive jaws, spewing out a torrent of radiant dragon breath infused with endless divine might. It flooded the sky and sealed off every retreat route available to the Holy Light Pegasus.

The Holy Light Pegasus did not wait helplessly for death. It folded its wings before itself and layered three barriers of holy light.

The instant the radiant dragon breath struck the holy light barrier, a sharp crack rang out. The barrier had no power to resist and shattered instantly.

The radiant dragon breath did not lose momentum. It consecutively shattered the holy light barriers and blasted the Holy Light Pegasus from the air to the ground. Had Qian Renxue not held back at the last moment, the Holy Light Pegasus would likely have turned directly into a Soul Ring.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Angel Sword!"

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

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

Di Lintian watched the scene "reluctantly" as he comforted the Holy Light Pegasus in his heart.

Just now, the two of them had recovered some Soul Power. Qian Renxue immediately sat cross-legged and began drawing in the eighty-thousand-year Soul Ring.

An eighty-thousand-year Soul Ring—Qian Renxue would probably need some time to absorb it.

Thinking this, Di Lintian took out Di Tian's Reverse Scale and drew a circle around Qian Renxue. Then he too sat cross-legged within the circle and began condensing his fifth Soul Ring.

Di Lintian's four Soul Rings were currently:

First Soul Ring, fifteen hundred years: Dark Night Roar.

Second Soul Ring, six thousand years: Demon Dragon Body Protection.

Third Soul Ring, twelve thousand years: Nirvana Dragon Breath.

Fourth Soul Ring, fifty thousand years: Dark Abyss Dragon Domain.

He wanted to try condensing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring for his sixth Soul Ring, so he had to increase the age of his fifth Soul Ring as much as possible. His target was eighty thousand years.

The surrounding Soul Power gathered around Di Lintian, gradually forming a white Soul Ring. He began channeling Soul Power into it.

The white Soul Ring became lustrous. A trace of yellow appeared first, then the yellow began to spread until it finally became a yellow hundred-year Soul Ring.

Yellow turned into purple, and purple turned into black.

This Soul Ring quickly completed its transition from white to black.

The real challenge came next. The black Soul Ring's color continuously deepened—ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years.

Everything went smoothly until it reached fifty thousand years. But as it rose from fifty thousand to sixty thousand years, Di Lintian frowned, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Violent energy crashed about freely within his body, as though it wanted to burst him apart.

The Soul Ring's rate of increase slowed. He had to maintain the violent Soul Power within his body while simultaneously channeling Soul Power into the Soul Ring.

Using his mind for two tasks was not difficult for him.

As time passed, the sixty-thousand-year Soul Ring successfully transformed into a seventy-thousand-year one.

After the Soul Ring advanced to seventy thousand years, its growth nearly came to a standstill, becoming imperceptible.

Di Lintian shifted his focus from stabilizing the Soul Power within his body to guiding Soul Power into the Soul Ring.

Sure enough, the Soul Ring's growth once again became visible to the naked eye. However, the Soul Power within his body began running wild again, recklessly crashing through him.

Di Lintian allowed that Soul Power to rampage through his body. After all, he was a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and his true form was the Dark Demon Dragon King. His physique had always been far stronger than that of Soul Masters at the same level.

What was more, he had absorbed three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones and a god-level External Soul Bone, and had undergone the Ice-Fire Tempered Golden Body.

Such minor turbulence was nowhere near enough to burst his body apart.

A moment later, Di Lintian rose from the ground, panting heavily. Two purple and three black Soul Rings pulsed beneath his feet.

He looked up at Qian Renxue and estimated that she would need to continue absorbing for a while longer.

He took out Di Tian's Reverse Scale again and planted it beside Qian Renxue.

"With this Reverse Scale here, no Soul Beast will dare approach."

Di Lintian nodded. The Ice Ember God Wings appeared behind him, and he sped toward the Land of Great Evil.

Land of Great Evil, Lake of Life.

Di Lintian's return this time did not alarm any ferocious beasts. He went straight into the space beneath the Lake of Life.

Only Di Tian sent out a mental probe during that time.

"Na... Sister Gu Yue."

Before he could finish saying "Little Sister Na'er," Di Lintian noticed that the one sitting upon the ice bed was not the adorable Na'er. He immediately changed his words.

Na'er was actually Gu Yuena. She had not sealed her memories, and even her strength was merely temporarily suppressed. She could release it at any time.

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

But upon seeing Gu Yuena in a form other than Na'er's, Di Lintian hurriedly swallowed the words that had not yet left his mouth.

"Why aren't you calling me Little Sister Na'er anymore?"

Gu Yuena's current form was completely different from Na'er's. At the very least, Na'er would never speak to him like this.

"Heh... haha." Di Lintian laughed awkwardly.

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

"Can't I return if I want to? The human world just feels too boring." Gu Yuena parted her crimson lips.

That was not actually the reason. Gu Yuena took the previous dream very seriously and firmly believed it was a scene from the future.

In the future, the Sky Dragon Empire had detected the auras of seven gods. Gu Yuena had already more or less deduced the identities of those seven people.

Moreover, Gu Yuena's intuition told her that she should not go to the Extreme North with Di Lintian.

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 sort of person—or dragon—who acted on a whim.

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

"After you return from the Extreme North," Gu Yuena said after thinking for a moment.

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

Qian Renxue?

The young mistress of Spirit Hall?

In the future...

"Going to the Extreme North... be careful."

Gu Yuena spoke quietly.

Di Lintian, just about to step into the spatial vortex, paused. The corners of his mouth curved upward. "I will, Little Sister Na'er."