Fusing a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone

Returning to the Spirit Pagoda's quarters, Chen Zhou shut the door behind him.

Chen Zhou took a long, deep breath.

He opened his palm slightly, revealing the chest bone that had belonged to the Titan Snow Demon King.

He felt the terrifying aura unique to a hundred-thousand-year-old fierce beast emanating from it, along with its potent, pure blood energy.

Chen Zhou's eyes flickered. He held the spirit bone in both hands, his resolve unwavering.

He laid his head down and fell asleep, instantly entering the Dream World.

A blue barrier expanded, and the spirit bone in his hand vanished.

In the Dream World, since it was morning, Neuvillette should have been busy handling affairs.

Yet, only a few minutes after Chen Zhou arrived, Neuvillette's figure appeared.

"Teacher, I've brought the spirit bone. How should it be modified? Does it also need to be soaked in the Primordial Sea?"

Chen Zhou looked at the spirit bone in his hand, his tone laced with curiosity.

Neuvillette did not answer him immediately.

As he raised his palm slightly, currents of water surged from the Primordial Sea beneath their feet, slowly flowing toward the spirit bone.

Watching the chest bone become enveloped, Chen Zhou decisively let go, allowing the spirit bone to sink into the Primordial Sea.

However, it did not sink completely this time, as Neuvillette raised his hand.

A faint blue light flickered in his palm.

Immediately, he seemed to carve strange runes onto the surface of the spirit bone.

Watching this scene, Chen Zhou remained silent, standing quietly to the side.

He did not know how much time had passed.

It was only when Chen Zhou began to feel bored in the Dream World that Neuvillette finally withdrew his hand.

"This chest bone should be of the ice attribute."

"It likely possessed two to three skills, but after my modifications, only two abilities will remain."

"One is an ice-type ability, and the other is a water-type ability; both have been fully enhanced."

Neuvillette's voice was calm.

After speaking, he raised his hand slightly.

The spirit bone drifted upward, emerging from the Primordial Sea and returning to Chen Zhou's hand.

"You may absorb it right here."

"This spirit bone might place significant pressure on your body, but it will also help stabilize your martial soul."

As Neuvillette spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Chen Zhou.

Based on his perception and judgment of Chen Zhou, the boy was currently unable to withstand the power of the Primordial Dragon.

Or rather, he was not ready to evolve his own martial soul into the so-called Primordial Dragon.

The problem was that his Water Dragon King martial soul was already nearing its peak, and under the impetus of the authority he wielded, it would only draw closer to the Primordial Dragon.

"Teacher, should I fuse with it here?"

"Besides the pressure it puts on my body, will this spirit bone have any other effects?"

Chen Zhou carefully examined the spirit bone in his hand.

At a glance, it looked no different from an ordinary spirit bone.

However, if one looked closely, water-colored patterns were etched across its surface.

Meeting Chen Zhou's gaze, Neuvillette nodded.

He then pointed a finger at the spirit bone.

"After my modifications, this spirit bone will indeed possess some special attributes."

"For instance, it will suppress your cultivation speed—or perhaps it shouldn't be called suppression."

"Rather, it is expanding your meridians, allowing the amount of elemental energy contained within your body to increase."

Neuvillette offered a brief explanation. His words were somewhat vague, but Chen Zhou understood perfectly.

The principle was simple.

It was like a normal person cultivating to increase their spirit power by one level; the speed of increasing one level in the early stages was very fast.

It wasn't that the cultivation speed slowed down in the later stages, but rather that increasing one level in the early stages was simpler.

However, the amount of spirit power gained was also smaller.

With this spirit bone, Chen Zhou would effectively be tapping into his potential ahead of time.

This would allow him to contain more spirit power even in the early stages.

For him, this was a tremendous stroke of luck.

This situation was somewhat similar to that of the little Dragon God ten thousand years later.

However, the other party's situation was rather unique; Chen Zhou was simply allowing himself to possess several times the total soul power of others at the same stage.

As for the claim that soul power cultivation speed would slow down, that was a joke.

With a cultivation speed two hundred and forty times faster than normal, even if the amount of soul power required to level up was several times that of others, his speed would still be significantly faster than anyone else's.

It didn't matter if his cultivation speed was faster than yours; his foundation was also countless times stronger.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhou did not hesitate.

He slowly sat cross-legged upon the Primordial Sea. As his eyes closed, the soul bone belonging to the Titan Snow Demon King trembled slightly.

Subsequently, this soul bone slowly began to condense into his body, and a heart-wrenching pain surged through him.

This level of pain was something many would be unable to endure.

After all, at this stage, forcibly fusing a hundred-thousand-year soul bone was, under normal circumstances, no different from courting death.

However, this pain, which would be fatal to an ordinary person, was something Chen Zhou had already grown accustomed to.

This agony did not even compare to the oppressive sensation brought about by elevating his soul power into elemental energy.

One had to know that back then, converting soul power into elemental energy had been akin to stripping away his bloodline inch by inch.

Or rather, it was like reshaping his meridians inch by inch, forcing his blood and everything else to undergo a complete transformation.

That kind of pain was the truly terrifying one.

Compared to this bone-level modification, Chen Zhou barely felt anything at all.

Watching this scene, Neuvillette also raised his hand.

A stream of water appeared in his palm, slowly flowing into the soul bone.

This simultaneously alleviated the pressure on both the soul bone and Chen Zhou.

The water of the Primordial Sea flowed slowly past, seemingly containing both time and the laws of the world.

It was unknown how much time had passed when Chen Zhou slowly opened his eyes.

The soul bone fusion had gone even more smoothly than he had imagined, or perhaps there was no reason for it to be otherwise.

After all, this soul bone had been modified by Neuvillette; regardless of whether it had been compatible with him before, it was now the most compatible soul bone he could have.

As Chen Zhou stood up, he gazed at his own hands.

Finally, he placed a hand over his chest.

His heart was beating steadily.

Boundless blood energy slowly condensed within his heart before spreading outward to his surroundings.

He could clearly feel the changes in his chest.

After acquiring this chest bone, his defensive capabilities had been enhanced to a great degree.

While contemplating this chest bone, Chen Zhou also gained an understanding of the two soul skills—or rather, elemental skills—he had obtained.

The skill bestowed upon him by the two-hundred-thousand-year Titan Snow Demon King was named: Titan Fury.

This was an ice-type ability, or more accurately, an ice elemental ability.

Once this ability was activated, everything in the surrounding area would be thoroughly frozen.

It was equivalent to a large-scale explosive ability with immense destructive power.

As Chen Zhou continued to improve, if he could replace that ordinary solid ice with the Water of Destruction from the Primordial Sea, or directly manipulate the true Primordial Sea itself, this ability would become even stronger in the future.