Evolving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul

Xiong Jun's mournful howl still echoed through the Star Dou Great Forest, yet the Sky Curtain's image gave no one any time to catch their breath.

The mysterious being who had never shown his face moved.

In the image, the Thunderclap Tyrannosaur's enormous ice sculpture began to crack. It was not melting; rather, it was being drawn by an invisible force. The entire body of the fifty-thousand-year Soul Beast—bones, flesh, inner core, scales—was dismantled piece by piece, turning into streams of light that all poured into the floating dark-red alchemy furnace.

The dragon, more than twenty meters long, vanished without a trace in the span of just three breaths.

Even that black Soul Ring was collected into the furnace.

"What... is he doing?"

This question surfaced in the minds of nearly every viewer across the continent at the same time.

Within Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong narrowed her violet eyes. Tossing a Soul Beast into a furnace reminded her of a few scattered references to "alchemy" in ancient texts. But she had never seen anyone use a fifty-thousand-year Soul Beast as an ingredient.

The next second, everyone's doubts were answered.

That ghostly white flame Martial Soul abruptly swelled, and all nine Soul Rings spun in unison. Thousand-year purple rings, ten-thousand-year black rings, and hundred-thousand-year red rings pulsed wildly, completely engulfing the alchemy furnace in a sea of fire.

The lid closed on its own.

In an instant, the flames rose to an unimaginable temperature, causing even the Sky Curtain's image to distort slightly.

Then, everyone began counting.

One breath. The furnace body glowed crimson, and the Thunderclap Tyrannosaur's essence blood churned within.

Two breaths. The alchemy furnace shook violently, and faint purple arcs of lightning spilled from its mouth.

Three breaths. The lightning arcs vanished, swallowed entirely by the white flames.

Five breaths.

Seven breaths.

Nine breaths.

Ten breaths!

Clang—

A clear chime pierced through the Sky Curtain. The furnace lid sprang open, and a pill glowing with purple-gold light rose into the air and hovered there. Lightning patterns flowed across its surface, and the energy fluctuations contained within it made countless Soul Masters feel their hairs stand on end even through the Sky Curtain.

Ten breaths.

From putting in every part of a fifty-thousand-year Soul Beast to forming a pill.

Exactly ten breaths.

Silence.

The entire Douluo Continent fell into absolute silence.

Then, that silence was torn apart by a hysterical scream.

"That's impossible!" Yu Xiaogang clutched his head with both hands like an ascetic whose faith had collapsed. "Pill refinement requires precise temperature control, step-by-step extraction, and repeated tempering! Even legendary master alchemists need at least several days! Ten breaths? It was refined in ten breaths? This isn't pill refinement, this is... this is..."

He could not find the words to describe it.

Tang San's pupils had contracted as well. Having inherited the Tang Sect's knowledge of hidden weapons, he understood that every precise craft required time to perfect. Yet the person in the Sky Curtain had turned a fifty-thousand-year Soul Beast into a pill within ten breaths.

What did this mean?

It meant that this person's understanding of medicinal properties, control over heat, and manipulation of Soul Power had all reached an utterly incomprehensible pinnacle!

Within the Heavenly Dao Chat Group.

Bibi Dong: "...Alchemy?"

Ning Fengzhi: "A pill formed in ten breaths. I, Ning, have lived for most of my life, and only today did I learn what it means to be a frog at the bottom of a well."

Di Tian: "This person's control over Soul Power... is terrifying."

Yu Yuanzhen could no longer speak.

In the image, an invisible force lifted the purple-gold pill and slowly sent it into the mouth of the barely living Yu Tianlin on the ground.

The pill slid down his throat.

At that moment, a girl far away in the back mountains of Skywater Academy suddenly sat upright.

Shui Bing'er stared at the outline of the alchemy furnace in the Sky Curtain, then at the form of that ghostly white flame, and an odd sense of familiarity welled up within her.

Alchemy Furnace Martial Soul, flame-based pill refinement, a pill formed in ten breaths...

An image involuntarily surfaced in her mind—her teacher, Lin Xuan, the guest elder of Skywater Academy.

Teacher Lin Xuan also possessed an Alchemy Furnace Martial Soul!

Although its design was different—Teacher Lin Xuan's furnace was plainer and smaller, and his Soul Ring configuration was merely yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—it was nowhere near the terrifying existence in the Sky Curtain with nine hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings.

But that method of pill refinement... that smooth, natural rhythm...

Shui Bing'er shook her head and threw the absurd thought out of her mind.

How could that be? Teacher Lin Xuan might be skilled at refining pills, but usually he was either sunbathing or fishing... He was worlds apart from an existence in the Sky Curtain capable of destroying heaven and earth.

It was merely a coincidence that their Martial Souls were similar.

On a rocking chair less than a hundred paces away, Lin Xuan watched the Sky Curtain expressionlessly, while inwardly cursing the Heavenly Dao's ancestors for eighteen generations.

He had handled the matter of simulated Soul Rings flawlessly, and he had long since altered the furnace's appearance as well. But if the Sky Curtain kept playing and happened to reveal his face too...

He had already begun considering escape plans.

Within the Sky Curtain, the focus returned to Yu Tianlin.

The instant the pill entered his body, the change began.

Yu Tianlin's unfocused eyes abruptly regained clarity. Then his entire body arched violently as he threw back his head and released a long howl mixed with agony and ecstasy!

Purple lightning burst from his seven orifices. It was no longer the dim blue glow from before, but pure, violent purple thunderbolts capable of tearing space apart!

The Martial Soul phantom behind him began to writhe madly.

That short Four-Legged Earth Dragon crawling along the ground had its limbs lengthen beneath the baptism of lightning. Its body rapidly expanded, the bony crest atop its head layered upon itself, and its fangs violently protruded!

Crack!

It was as though some shackles had been completely shattered.

The Martial Soul phantom suddenly raised its head and let out a dragon roar that shook heaven and earth—

A massive dragon phantom coiled behind Yu Tianlin, its entire body wrapped in purple-blue lightning. Its dragon eyes looked down proudly upon the heavens, while destructive arcs of electricity danced across every scale!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

A true, genuine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

A line of golden text appeared across the Sky Curtain.

[One pill, a Martial Soul transformation. The Four-Legged Earth Dragon evolves into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.]

[This is the true origin of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.]

Boom!

Before the gates of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen finally could not hold on any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.

It had not been their ancestors' extraordinary talent! It had not been a bloodline awakening! The number one beast Martial Soul their clan took such pride in had actually been forcibly "altered" by someone with a single pill!

Their thousand years of pride had been nothing more than someone else's casual charity!

Shrek Academy.

Tang San abruptly turned to look at Yu Xiaogang, only to find that his master had already collapsed to the ground, his eyes utterly vacant.

Martial Soul Evolution.

Pills could alter the very essence of a Martial Soul.

If this conclusion was true, then every law of the Soul Master world would be overturned and rewritten!

"Master..." Tang San opened his mouth, wanting to offer some comfort, but no words came out.

Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his head. His lips trembled, and he managed to squeeze out only four words:

"My entire life..."

He did not finish, but everyone understood.