Wang Dong's Shock, Yun Dong Power!

The two of them cleared out a patch of open space amid the wreckage, barely large enough to sit down.

The tension from before had completely vanished after Yun Yi's half-true, half-false "confession of his background," replaced by a subtle sense of shared hardship and mutual understanding.

Wang Dong sat on a chair with one leg broken halfway off, propping her chin up with both hands. Her emotions had completely settled.

"Let's officially introduce ourselves. Wang Dong, assault-type battle soul master, Level Twenty-Four Soul Grandmaster." Wang Dong lifted her chin and announced the level she was so proud of, her eyes gleaming with a genius's pride.

Reaching the Soul Grandmaster realm at her age would have made her an exceptional prodigy anywhere.

She looked eagerly at Yun Yi, hoping to pry some information out of this unfathomable roommate.

Yun Yi leaned against the cracked wall, one leg bent casually. "Yun Yi. Level Forty-Eight, Soul Ancestor."

Wang Dong remained frozen in her chin-propping pose, stiff as a statue.

Her beautiful pink-blue eyes instantly widened, her pupils contracting sharply.

"F-Forty-eight? A Soul Ancestor?!"

Several seconds passed before Wang Dong abruptly sprang to her feet. Her voice changed pitch from overwhelming shock, even cracking into a sharp squeak.

She pointed at Yun Yi, her fingertip trembling uncontrollably.

They were both only eleven or twelve. Her Level Twenty-Four cultivation had already earned endless praise from her two fathers, who called her an unparalleled genius—yet this guy before her was already nearing Level Fifty!

That was a gap of two entire major realms. This was no genius. He was a prehistoric monster that defied all reason!

No wonder she had lost so miserably in their fight just now.

Her martial soul had been suppressed with one hand, and in close combat, she had been toyed with like a three-year-old child.

She had actually gotten hotheaded and challenged a Soul Ancestor to a one-on-one fight. She was practically crying at her own stupidity.

Then an immense sense of defeat washed over Wang Dong like a tide.

She slumped back into her chair, vigorously raking her hands through her pink-blue hair as a bitter smile tugged at her lips.

During her days in the Clear Sky Sect, the indulgence of her elders and their unrestrained praise had gradually caused her to lose herself.

Every day, she spent her time inventing new ways to have fun, sparing barely any thought for actual cultivation.

She had always believed that her extraordinary talent alone would let her look down on others her age, but reality had slapped her hard across the face today.

If she had been less playful in the past and devoted all the thought she used to kill time to cultivation, then even if she could not catch up to a nonhuman freak like Yun Yi, she at least would not have been unable to withstand even one of his moves and beaten so badly today.

After reflecting on her mistakes, Wang Dong silently clenched her teeth and swore fiercely in her heart that she would never waste time again. She would cultivate desperately from now on, and one day, she would reclaim the dignity she had lost today.

After steeling herself, Wang Dong raised her head again and stared at Yun Yi with a face full of curiosity.

"What exactly is your martial soul? When I released the Light Goddess Butterfly just now, it was actually afraid. The Light Goddess Butterfly is one of the highest-tier martial souls. I've never encountered anything that could make it feel fear."

Yun Yi did not hide it. He slowly raised his left hand.

Crimson-gold light gathered in his palm, and the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly soared.

A crimson-gold longbow, ancient and imposing in design, took shape in his hand.

The instant the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow appeared, the entire room was illuminated in crimson gold.

It carried a tyrannical aura that stood above all living things, along with a sacred pressure that seemed capable of purifying all creation and incinerating the void.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

Before Wang Dong could even mobilize her Soul Power, the clothes on her back were forcibly stretched open.

Blue-gold light burst forth uncontrollably as the incomparably magnificent wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly forcefully manifested behind her.

Yet those peerlessly beautiful wings, once proud and noble, now did not dare fully spread.

The light along their edges dimmed and withdrew. Wang Dong's body tilted forward, her wings hanging low in an abject posture of submission.

Like a minister paying homage before an emperor, the Light Goddess Butterfly could not even form the slightest thought of resistance before the blazing divine might of the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.

Seeing this, Yun Yi's eyes flickered faintly.

The Light Goddess Butterfly? A pure light-attribute martial soul.

A thought swiftly flashed through his mind.

Since their attributes shared the same origin, and his body contained transcendent ultimate light as well as the Light Hexagram Divine Seal, could some kind of resonance arise between them?

Yun Yi made his decision at once. He put away the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, stepped in front of Wang Dong, and directly grabbed her slender wrist.

Wang Dong cried out in surprise and was just about to struggle when she felt an immense, pure light-attribute Soul Power flow from Yun Yi's palm.

That ultimate light Soul Power surged straight through the meridians in her wrist and instantly poured into Wang Dong's body.

A wondrous reaction occurred.

The blue-gold Soul Power within Wang Dong, which had been trembling in fear, was like parched earth receiving sweet rain after touching that ultimate light. It instantly erupted with astonishing vitality.

The two types of Soul Power showed no rejection whatsoever. They intertwined perfectly, blending together seamlessly and forming an entirely new fused Soul Power that was denser and more substantial.

This fused power coursed in cycles through both their meridians. Wherever it passed, their meridians rapidly widened as it nourished their bodies and martial souls.

Yun Yi's eyelid twitched, and the corners of his mouth could not help twitching twice as well.

This familiar development, this perfect compatibility—it was practically identical to the "Hao Dong Power" between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong in the original story.

Could it be that because he had intercepted the roommate Tang San originally intended to arrange for Huo Yuhao, this fused power was now going to be called "Yun Dong Power"?

While he was silently mocking the situation, Wang Dong also clearly felt the tremendous boost brought by the fused Soul Power.

Her eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and her cheeks flushed red with excitement.

"This... this is Soul Power fusion caused by martial soul compatibility! Our Soul Powers complement each other perfectly!"

Wang Dong tightly gripped Yun Yi's hand in return, her voice trembling with excitement.

"We'll definitely be able to cultivate an incredibly powerful Martial Soul Fusion Skill in the future! How about we call this new Soul Power formed from our fusion 'Yun Dong Power'?"

Hearing the name that had landed exactly on his prediction, Yun Yi nodded helplessly, acknowledging the term.

After their excitement faded, the two of them closed their eyes in tacit understanding and guided the newly born Yun Dong Power through their bodies, each exploring the mysteries of this power.

Yun Yi sank his consciousness into his sea of spirit and mobilized the Light Hexagram Divine Seal floating beneath its firmament, carefully analyzing the underlying logic of this Soul Power fusion.

At first, he had indeed suspected that Tang San had meddled again from the God Realm, trying to use this forcibly established connection to bind him and Wang Dong together in an inseparable bond.

But after thoroughly unraveling the matter, the worry hanging over Yun Yi's heart completely dissipated.

This fusion had nothing to do with Tang San.

It was purely a matter of rank suppression and attribute assimilation.

Although Wang Dong's Light Goddess Butterfly was a top-tier martial soul, its light attribute was still fundamentally within the domain of mortals.

Yun Yi's Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, however, contained ultimate light, and his sea of spirit even bore the divine throne imprint of the Goddess of Light.

When the ultimate light entered Wang Dong's body, it was not accommodating or matching her Soul Power. Instead, it directly assimilated it with the tyrannical bearing of a sovereign, forcibly kneading it into this fused Soul Power.

In other words, if Yun Yi had injected ultimate fire or ultimate ice Soul Power just now, this fusion could never have occurred. Wang Dong's meridians would only have been burned apart or frozen solid on the spot.

What pleased Yun Yi even more was that he held absolute dominance and control in this fusion.

The core hub of the Soul Power cycle between them rested entirely in Yun Yi's hands.

He could mobilize this fused power however he wished, and could even sever the cycle unilaterally.

Unless he agreed and actively released ultimate light as the catalyst, Wang Dong could forget about using even a trace of the fused Soul Power, no matter how desperately she wanted to.

Once he understood this, Yun Yi was completely at ease.

It was not a shackle controlled by someone else, but a rechargeable power bank and bodyguard he could use whenever he wanted.

He would reluctantly accept this generous gift from Tang San with a smile.

After fully sorting through his thoughts, Yun Yi slowly opened his eyes.

Wang Dong before him had also just finished comprehending the fused Soul Power.

Her pink-blue eyes were brimming with excitement. Clearly, through her exploration just now, she had understood just how many heaven-defying and powerful effects this Yun Dong Power possessed.