First Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Body

"Little Lin, begin the fusion of the Soul Spirit."

Han Tianyi spoke, his tone calm, yet it faintly betrayed a hint of undisguisable anticipation.

"Understood, Teacher."

Fang Lin nodded slightly, his expression composed and his voice steady.

He reached out, his fingers gripping the Soul Spirit Orb, and applied a slight pressure.

"Crack..."

The Soul Spirit Orb shattered in response, dissolving into specks of blue light that dissipated into the air.

Almost in the same instant, a violent and ferocious aura surged out from the broken sphere, like a beast that had been imprisoned for too long finally catching the scent of freedom.

The Golden Dragon Mastiff snapped its eyes open, its golden slit pupils flaring with fierce light, carrying an innate dominance and wildness.

It opened its massive maw, revealing sharp, ivory-white fangs, and let out a low growl from its throat.

"ROAR--!!!"

The terrifying sound wave caused the very air to tremble.

Fang Lin looked at the majestic Golden Dragon Mastiff before him, a satisfied smile appearing on his face: "Not bad, full of spirit. This is exactly the Soul Spirit I wanted."

The Golden Dragon Mastiff was clearly taken aback.

It sensed a strange nuance in Fang Lin's gaze. It was not fear, nor was it awe, but rather a kind of... appraisal?

The Golden Dragon Mastiff was suddenly overcome by an unprecedented, deeply offended rage.

It let out an even deeper growl, golden light flaring across its body, its limbs crouching as it prepared to pounce.

"Quiet."

Fang Lin spoke indifferently; his voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable pressure.

Martial Soul Golden Dragon King, possess!

The next moment, a terrifying and domineering dragon might instantly permeated the area, like a collapsing mountain or the descent of divine authority.

This was the bloodline pressure of the Golden Dragon King—noble, ancient, and tyrannical—compelling all soul beasts in heaven and earth to bow and submit.

The Golden Dragon Mastiff's body stiffened abruptly.

A fear originating from the depths of its soul and the source of its bloodline, impossible to suppress, washed over it.

Like a cold tide, it instantly drowned out its ferocity and rage.

"Roar!"

The Golden Dragon Mastiff let out an unwilling roar, filled with an unyielding will.

It fought desperately against the urge to kneel, a stubborn and fierce light reigniting within its golden slit pupils.

"Interesting."

A flash of appreciation crossed Fang Lin's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

He could naturally see that even after suffering absolute bloodline suppression, the Golden Dragon Mastiff was still resisting through its own unyielding will.

If it had been that turncoat Tyrannosaurus Rex Soul Spirit, it would have surrendered without a moment's hesitation.

"Golden Dragon Mastiff, submit to me."

Fang Lin spoke again, his voice calm yet brooking no refusal.

His eyes were filled with brilliant golden light, like a pair of eternal golden pupils, deep as an abyss and majestic as a prison.

Under the reflection of that golden light, it seemed as if even heaven and earth were dimmed.

An even more terrifying dragon might descended once more, crashing down like a physical weight.

The Golden Dragon Mastiff's body trembled incessantly, its limbs nearly buckling. It let out an unwilling growl in its throat, its front claws digging fiercely into the ground.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Finally, the Golden Dragon Mastiff slowly lowered its proud head.

The fierce light in those golden slit pupils faded, replaced by a complex expression.

There was unwillingness, there was struggle, but more than that, there was a deep sense of... recognition.

This was not a surrender to bloodline pressure, but an acknowledgment of Fang Lin.

This human not only possessed powerful strength but also an unshakable will.

Following such a strong individual was no disgrace.

The Golden Dragon Mastiff added silently in its heart: "Of course... it wasn't that it didn't want to resist, it truly had no other choice."

"Mm."

Seeing this, Fang Lin nodded with satisfaction.

He raised his hand, and his vast, ocean-like spiritual power instantly expanded, completely enveloping the Golden Dragon Mastiff.

The next moment, the form of the Golden Dragon Mastiff began to gradually blur and dissipate.

Everything transformed into pure energy, condensing into a cluster of deep, unadulterated purple light that slowly merged into Fang Lin's body.

"Boom!"

Fang Lin felt a torrent of energy erupt suddenly, like a bursting river, surging wildly through his meridians.

Every inch of his flesh and every strand of his bones greedily absorbed this power, faintly emitting a silent, joyful hum.

However, at this moment, his consciousness was suddenly pulled into his spiritual space.

This was a vast, boundless land of nothingness; there was no sky, no earth, only endless void unfolding before his eyes, deep and silent.

The Nine-Colored Origin Core hung quietly, radiating a soft, nine-colored glow.

It was like the color of chaos at the dawn of creation, mysterious and profound, beyond description.

As for the Gate of Darkness, it still stood silently, solemn and majestic.

Fang Lin stared blankly at the Nine-Colored Origin Core, faintly feeling that it seemed... a bit brighter than before.

"Boom!!!"

Just then, a golden light suddenly bloomed from the Nine-Colored Origin Core!

The golden light surged out from the origin core, turning into a gentle, warm current that slowly flowed into his sea of consciousness.

Warm, vast, and profound.

Fang Lin felt as if his consciousness were soaking in a hot spring, comfortable and peaceful.

Just like that, he did not know how much time had passed.

Fang Lin slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light flickering in his pupils, deep as an abyss.

The first soul ring, Golden Dragon Mastiff, had been successfully fused!

A purple soul ring rose slowly from beneath his feet, the flowing purple light emitting an aura that made one's heart tremble.

He carefully sensed the surging power within his body, feeling filled with an unprecedented sense of strength.

His soul power fluctuations climbed steadily, surging like a tide, breaking through one bottleneck after another until it reached level fourteen!

Fang Lin looked at Han Tianyi, his face showing the high spirits characteristic of a youth, "Teacher, I succeeded."

"Not bad."

Han Tianyi nodded slightly, his tone calm, though a trace of gratification flashed deep in his eyes.

He looked Fang Lin up and down, his gaze landing on that purple soul ring, "Little Lin, what is your first soul skill?"

"Hehe."

Fang Lin smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of pride, "Teacher, my first soul skill is called Golden Dragon Body."

"After activating it, I can increase all my attributes by one hundred percent for six minutes."

"Furthermore, as my soul power level increases, every ten levels will add an extra ten percent to the amplification effect and six minutes to the duration."

Upon hearing this, Han Tianyi's gaze narrowed slightly.

"A one hundred percent increase to all attributes... and it has growth potential."

This meant that as Fang Lin's strength grew, this soul skill would not depreciate; instead, it would become increasingly powerful and terrifying.

When Fang Lin reached the Title Douluo level, to what terrifying degree would this soul skill's amplification reach?

Even with his experience, a trace of surprise could not help but flash in his eyes at this moment.

Han Tianyi nodded slowly, a hint of approval entering his tone, "This soul skill is extremely compatible with your Golden Dragon Martial Soul."

"The Golden Dragon is already known for its formidable physical body and terrifying strength. Now, with the comprehensive amplification of the Golden Dragon Body, your close-quarters combat ability... will be truly terrifying."

"Yes, Teacher."

Fang Lin smiled slightly upon hearing this.