Li Changsheng emerged from the Martial Soul World formed by the Immortal Execution Painting.
He was still sitting cross-legged on the bed.
The surroundings had changed from the desolate, bleak, broken world to the hotel room.
Leaving the Immortal Execution Painting's Martial Soul space was also very simple.
He only had to think about leaving, and he would exit the space.
Of course, that only worked for Li Changsheng himself.
"Does the world inside the Immortal Execution Painting count as an extension of a domain? A domain can become infinitely powerful, directly forming a broken world of its own. And the Immortal Execution Painting's effect doesn't really lean toward being a Soul Skill. It's more like a powerful Soul Power domain that suppresses everything in every way?"
Li Changsheng propped his chin up with both hands, thinking in frustration.
Then he raised his hands.
On his right hand was a gray book-shaped mark that seemed to have grown into his skin, standing out sharply against his fair, tender skin.
On his left hand was a painting-shaped mark, embedded in his tiny pores.
The painting was very small, only about the size of his thumb.
Something seemed to be depicted on it, but it was hard to make out.
These were the marks corresponding to Li Changsheng's two Martial Souls.
Together with the demonic Night-Startling Spear mark between his brows, Li Changsheng now had several spots that radiated a special pressure.
God of Wisdom responded to the words Li Changsheng had just murmured.
<Report. Why not add a Soul Ring to the Immortal Execution Painting and see what happens?>
Li Changsheng froze, then smacked his forehead.
Right! What could he figure out just sitting here thinking?
Only practice could lead to a conclusion!
At that moment, Li Changsheng was also glad he hadn't added the reward Soul Ring directly to the Genesis Book Martial Soul.
He opened his inventory and took out the reward Soul Ring.
The shimmering golden Soul Ring radiated dense Soul Power.
Even in the afternoon, it shone brighter than the air around it, as if it had come from a sacred realm of light.
Li Changsheng knew how to add a Soul Ring.
He summoned the Immortal Execution Painting Martial Soul.
His Immortal Execution Painting Martial Soul was a little strange.
When he summoned it, it didn't appear in his palm or attach itself to him. Instead, it dragged him straight into that broken, desolate world.
Li Changsheng was a little puzzled. If he used the Immortal Execution Painting Martial Soul against an enemy in the future, what would happen?
Would the opponent be dragged into this world too?
He didn't know. He could only think about trying it someday. No, he could try it as soon as he finished adding the Soul Ring.
The reward Soul Ring came in with him.
In this broken world, the golden reward Soul Ring shone even more brilliantly.
The crimson sun in the sky cast down destruction and death, its light falling on the reward Soul Ring.
The reward Soul Ring trembled slightly. The next moment, it burst into dazzling light, growing ever brighter until it completely engulfed Li Changsheng, who stood closest to it.
Amid the golden light,
he wasn't frightened by the strange scene, nor did he waste time. He sat down cross-legged at once.
Feeling the scorching ground beneath him, Li Changsheng's expression changed.
A thought formed in his mind almost instantly.
He had to finish absorbing the Soul Ring quickly.
Otherwise, his backside...
Li Changsheng slowly raised his left hand and followed the Mysterious Heaven Skill's circulation route, drawing upon the surging Soul Power within his body.
The inner force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill didn't seem uniform.
The strands of Soul Power emanating from Li Changsheng carried faint hints of purple and gray-black.
The strands intertwined, forming a giant hand that suddenly grabbed at the reward Soul Ring floating before him.
There was no resistance at all. On the contrary, the reward Soul Ring seemed like a child leaping into its mother's arms.
Above him,
the dazzling crimson light spun nonstop, forming a lid over Li Changsheng's head, as if it were transmitting some special power to him.
At that moment,
the Night-Startling Spear mark on Li Changsheng's forehead floated out on its own, transforming into its true form before plunging straight into the ground.
The earth cracked, and surging magma rose in towering waves.
The spot where Li Changsheng sat was about to be swallowed by the magma hurled into the air.
In the sky, the brilliant crimson light instantly unleashed its divine might,
protecting Li Changsheng perfectly and holding back the enormous waves of splashing magma.
Li Changsheng knew nothing of this. All he felt was the growing heat.
Two different kinds of heat, one within his body and one outside it, churned without end.
The Mysterious Heaven Skill within him became a spear that pierced through every obstruction, stabbing straight into the reward Soul Ring to draw it in and form a connection.
Li Changsheng's whole body shuddered.
"Mm..."
It was as if a gentle hand were softly stroking him from within.
Li Changsheng couldn't help letting out a quiet moan.
Then,
to everyone's utter astonishment...
the lively golden Soul Ring landed right on Li Changsheng, trembling gently as if cuddling up to him. Then, full of reluctance, it sank straight into his body.
Boom!
Wave after wave of immense energy swept out from Li Changsheng, dispersing the heat in the air and firmly suppressing the restless magma flowing across the ground.
A bizarre sight immediately unfolded.
A terrifying burst of Soul Power, carrying the force to destroy all things, shot out of Li Changsheng's left hand and streaked toward the crimson sun in the sky.
Golden light gathered into a shape.
Was that a sword?
That was right—a three-foot sword formed from formless golden light.
Li Changsheng's eyelids twitched, and then he opened his eyes.
An indescribable sense of comfort raced through his body.
He could clearly feel that the Mysterious Heaven Skill had broken through, and that his Soul Power seemed to have increased dramatically thanks to the special energy from moments ago.
But he didn't know exactly how much it had improved.
A flash of understanding crossed his eyes.
"The Immortal Execution Painting... What a fine Immortal Execution Painting Martial Soul."
Li Changsheng stood up and looked toward the golden sword in the distance, floating level with the crimson sun.
He thought about it.
The golden sword twisted, transforming into a familiar Soul Ring that floated alongside the broken sun.
The next moment,
Li Changsheng exited the Martial Soul World.
When he appeared in the real world, he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed.
He sprang to his feet.
He made no extra movements, simply snapping the fingers of his left hand.
Snap.
A hundred-year yellow Soul Ring gradually appeared around him, circling from his feet to the top of his head and back again.
The First Soul Ring was done.
Because of his limited endurance, the reward Soul Ring had initially been only a little over four hundred years old.
But as Li Changsheng's constitution improved, the Soul Ring's age would increase too.
Li Changsheng was currently releasing his Martial Soul—his Second Martial Soul, the Immortal Execution Painting.
Yet there was no trace of a Martial Soul on him, only the Soul Ring.
If he fought someone like this, wouldn't his opponent think he had a Body Martial Soul?
"Please, enter the painting..."
Li Changsheng got used to the feeling for a while, then spoke softly.
In the next instant, the world around him changed.
The hotel, fading from existence, was enveloped by a scorching world of molten rock. Scalding magma burst up from the ground in wave after wave.
This seemed different from the desolate world before?
Li Changsheng stood in the magma, letting it flow past his feet.
He looked at the scene before him, the corners of his mouth lifting. With a flourish of his sleeve, he called out in the broken world:
"Immortal Execution Painting, First Soul Skill: Three Thousand Sumeru Flames."
"Effect: A molten world is imposed within a fifty-meter radius around me. Enemies in the area will have their speed reduced and suffer continuous damage. The range can be increased. And the most damaging part of all... this Soul Skill burns clothes!"
Li Changsheng came up with an over-the-top name on a whim, but he was fairly satisfied with it.
He was even more pleased with the fact that this Soul Skill inflicted heavy damage and deep humiliation.
He pinched his soft cheek, put on a cool expression, and stood in the middle of the sea of magma. He gave his sleeve a fierce flick and huffed:
"I, Li Changsheng, truly live up to my reputation as a genius boy of ten thousand years!"
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