Douluo: White Tiger Martial Soul, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven
Chapter 815

Qian Renxue (125)

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Zhao Feng took a deep breath, forcefully suppressed the pain, and focused his attention on his own soul frequency. He slowly adjusted it, making it gentler, more agile, drawing closer to Lin Mo's and Qian Renxue's frequencies. Lin Mo adjusted as well, his frequency becoming steadier, heavier, drawing closer to Zhao Feng's and Qian Renxue's. Qian Renxue did the same, her frequency becoming sharper, more resolute, drawing closer to Zhao Feng's and Lin Mo's frequencies.

The three frequencies slowly drew together through the pain until, at a certain instant, they overlapped perfectly.

"Buzz—!"

With a clear hum, the three souls burst with dazzling light at the same time. The light intertwined, forming a massive Golden Light Pillar. Their souls began to fuse. Zhao Feng's steadiness and weight, Lin Mo's sharpness and agility, Qian Renxue's nobility and gentleness—all blended perfectly together, transforming into a brand-new soul form.

It was a gigantic golden phantom, a hundred zhang tall, with six pairs of enormous golden wings spread behind it. Eighteen golden Soul Rings circled around it, radiating a suffocating pressure. The phantom's face was blurred, yet the outlines of Qian Renxue, Zhao Feng, and Lin Mo could vaguely be seen. In its right hand, the phantom gripped an enormous golden battle axe carved full of runes, emanating the Power of Faith. In its left hand, it held the Golden Book, which shimmered with Purifying Light. Behind it hovered a golden Holy Sword, burning with Sacred Flame.

"So this is... the power of Soul Fusion?" Zhao Feng's voice came from within the phantom, tinged with shock.

"It's too powerful..." Lin Mo's voice sounded as well. "I feel as if I have endless strength."

"Focus. Don't let your attention scatter." Qian Renxue's voice rang out, calm and firm. "The Soul Fusion state won't last long.

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