Time-Space Divine Dragon and Silver Dragon King's Martial Soul Fusion Skill

Spirit City, deep within the Pope's Palace.

Within a secret space filled with evil and ominous auras, Bibi Dong's figure emerged. Her expression was exceptionally grave, even carrying a trace of shock that had yet to fully subside.

Since returning from the canyon, the words Yang Teng spoke had echoed repeatedly in her mind, and she could not wait to communicate with the Rakshasa Divine Sense of the Rakshasa God Trial.

"Great Rakshasa God!"

Bibi Dong's voice rang out in this space of consciousness, laced with urgency and confusion.

"That Yang Teng... who exactly is he? Why does he know of my inheritance? What is his true origin?"

However, the response she received was not an answer to resolve her doubts, but a wave of evil divine intent filled with warning.

The Rakshasa God's intent carried a sense of impatience and faint trepidation:

"This Seat has already warned you! Do not go and provoke that person! His origin... is not something your current level is qualified to pry into!"

The Rakshasa God's intent carried a rare solemnity and avoidance, as if merely mentioning Yang Teng's origin was a taboo in itself.

To Bibi Dong, this was an unprecedented shock.

Bibi Dong was left speechless, all her prepared questions blocked.

She respectfully lowered her head, suppressing the shock and unwillingness in her heart, and sullenly withdrew from the communication with the divine sense.

Even the Rakshasa God holds such an attitude... This Yang Teng is absolutely a hundred times more terrifying than I previously imagined! It seems that not only can I not be his enemy, but I must also find a way to repair this relationship.

On the arena of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament finals, a fierce competition was underway.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, as one of the representatives of the Heaven Dou Empire, had encountered a powerful interception by the Spirit Hall team in the previous match and was defeated without any suspense.

The overwhelming strength displayed by the Spirit Hall team left countless spectators in awe.

And the next match.

The two opposing sides were, on one hand, Tianshui Academy, which possessed the two monsters Yang Teng and Gu Yena.

On the other hand, it was the Shenfeng Chihuo Combined Team, which had announced their merger before the tournament!

Shenfeng and Chihuo were both Four Elements Academies; wind aids the fire's momentum, and fire borrows the wind's power, so they naturally possessed strong complementarity in their attributes.

More importantly, both academies had suffered significant losses at the hands of Yang Teng or Tianshui Academy during the preliminary or individual rounds, and had built up a grudge.

In comparison, their resentment toward Tang San and Shrek Academy was not as deep.

The merged Shenfeng Chihuo team had a luxurious lineup, reaching the level where every member was a Spirit Ancestor! This was an extremely rare configuration in the history of the entire tournament.

The powerful aura and spirit power fluctuations brought by the seven Spirit Ancestors made the spectators in the stands gasp, and it greatly inflated the confidence of the Shenfeng Chihuo team members.

The captain remained the original Shenfeng Academy captain Feng Xiaotian, while the vice-captain was Huo Wu of Chihuo Academy.

The two stood side by side, looking at Yang Teng in the Tianshui Academy camp opposite them, their eyes burning with high fighting spirit.

Feng Xiaotian stepped forward and said loudly.

"Yang Teng! Do you see? Now that our Shenfeng and Chihuo have merged, all members are Spirit Ancestors! We are no longer what we were! Even if you and Gu Yena have strong individual strength, today, you will surely face your defeat!"

Huo Wu stood to the side, arms crossed, her fiery red hair dancing, her face wearing a look of complacency and certainty.

Behind her, two support-type Spirit Masters were already prepared, while Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu stood very close, their spirit power faintly resonating, clearly preparing their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Facing Feng Xiaotian's confidence, Yang Teng merely picked his ear lazily, his tone indifferent:

"Oh? Is that so? All members are Spirit Ancestors; it sounds quite intimidating."

Shui Bing'er frowned slightly and whispered:

"Yang Teng, do not be careless. Feng Xiaotian is already quite capable, and now with the support of Huo Wu and the entire Chihuo Academy, wind and fire combined, the power will likely be..."

Yang Teng waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the members of Shenfeng Chihuo who were busy making tactical arrangements opposite them.

"Captain Bing'er, stay calm, let them perform first."

The referee gave the order, and the match began!

The Shenfeng Chihuo team had indeed planned this long ago.

Huo Wu stood in the center of the formation immediately, and the two support-type Spirit Masters cast their amplification spirit skills on her without reservation.

Immediately after, the light of Huo Wu's fourth spirit ring burst forth!

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Blazing Dance Shining Sun!"

A scorching fireball condensed, but this was not an attack; it was a medium.

Huo Wu had unleashed her special talent skill, Ring Fusion!

Feng Xiaotian released his Gale Demon Wolf martial soul, and upon receiving this infusion of vast, scorching fire-attribute spirit power, the cyan wind blades around his body were instantly stained with a scorching crimson!

The wind borrowed the fire's momentum, and the fire borrowed the wind's power!

Feng Xiaotian's aura climbed crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye, likely reaching the threshold of a Spirit King!

"Feng Xiaotian! Interrupt them!"

Seeing this, Shui Bing'er immediately gave the order. Xue Wu's snowflakes were already drifting, and extreme cold began to spread.

However, Yang Teng shook his head once more to stop them.

He looked toward Feng Xiaotian, whose momentum had reached its peak and who was currently eyeing him with a provocative gaze, and suddenly spoke:

"Brother Feng, after you finish your auxiliary buffs, besides yourself, there are only three people left on your side with full combat capability."

He paused, his smile remaining unchanged:

"Since that is the case, why waste time? How about... we decide the outcome right now, what do you say?"

Feng Xiaotian's confidence was overflowing at this moment. Under the full-force support and Ring Fusion of the three, he felt his power was stronger than ever before; even facing a true Spirit King, he was confident he could put up a fight!

Therefore, upon hearing Yang Teng's proposal, he laughed arrogantly without a moment's hesitation.

"Fine! Yang Teng, as you wish, let's decide it! I'll let you witness the true power of the Wind-Fire Fusion!"

Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, and the other members of Tianshui Academy all wore expressions of confusion and worry.

They knew deeply how terrifying Feng Xiaotian's current state was; that violent aura of wind and fire intermingling was even a notch stronger than the pressure given off by their own Martial Soul Fusion Skill at its peak!

Although Yang Teng had once broken their fusion skill, Feng Xiaotian's current state still left them feeling uncertain.

"Xiao Na, let's go!"

Yang Teng suddenly reached out and grasped Gu Yena's fair, slender hand. Gu Yena's purple eyes flickered slightly, but she did not pull away.

The next moment, two distinct yet seemingly homologous spirit powers rose from within their bodies, and with a brilliant silver-purple radiance, they erupted violently with the two as the center!

Within the light, their figures seemed to blur, replaced by the phantom of a giant dragon slowly condensing and manifesting in the void behind them!

It was the form of Yang Teng's true self, the Space-Time Divine Dragon!

However, unlike usual, the wings of this dragon phantom were no longer a single silver-purple luster, but flowed with dreamlike, iridescent seven-colored light, dazzling and magnificent.

A terrifying dragon might spread out, instantly dispersing the wind-fire pressure Feng Xiaotian had created and shrouding the entire arena in a suffocatingly powerful aura!

"This... what is this?!"

The arrogance on Feng Xiaotian's face instantly froze, turning into incredulous horror, while Huo Wu's eyes widened as she gasped in shock.

In the stands, countless spectators rose to their feet, letting out thunderous exclamations!

In the VIP seats, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Poison Douluo, and even the Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong—all the powerhouses revealed looks of shock.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"And it is... a dragon-type Martial Soul Fusion Skill! How terrifying this must be."

In the arena, the phantom of the Space-Time Divine Dragon, having fused the power of Yang Teng and Gu Yena, let out a long, soul-trembling dragon roar!

A massive dragon claw reached out from the void, locking onto the aggressive Feng Xiaotian ahead.

The voices of Yang Teng and Gu Yena, calm yet carrying the majesty of a verdict, resounded throughout the arena:

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"Divine Dragon Star-Shattering Claw!"