(Ju Zi artwork)
The One-Horned Reverse-Scale Dragon's expression changed drastically. Dark-gold Soul Power surged in an instant as he raised both hands, preparing to forcibly restrain the out-of-control Soul Core.
If it exploded, not only would Lin Ye be unable to save himself, but the entire Jade Void Palace could be caught in the blast.
However, after throwing back his head and letting out a long roar, Lin Ye suddenly lowered it, his gaze locking onto the wildly spinning Soul Core.
His voice was hoarse, yet filled with unquestionable ferocity:
"Compress for me—!!!!"
His hands suddenly snapped together, as though he were gripping some invisible handles.
The black Soul Core, its outer layer blazing with golden-red flames, let out a piercing shriek under the push of his spiritual power. Its size began to shrink—inch by inch.
Its rotation accelerated as it compressed. The outer flames were squeezed into a denser form, changing from surging fire into a layer of luminous film flowing tightly around the core.
The temperature in the side hall continued to rise. The air twisted violently, and even the jade floor tiles began to show dark-red cracks.
Lin Ye's body trembled violently. The instant sweat seeped from his skin, it was evaporated by the flames covering his body, yet his eyes never left the Soul Core.
At last, the Soul Core stopped shrinking. It was only half its original size.
The black core was sealed perfectly within a golden-red film of light, like a star wrapped in molten lava, hovering above Lin Ye's palm and slowly rotating.
The One-Horned Reverse-Scale Dragon stood there for two seconds before slowly lowering his hands.
He looked at the quiet Soul Core, then at Lin Ye, whose body still smoldered with remnants of golden-red flames. His lips moved as he spoke