Talent Domain Awakening, Fear Black Dragon Combination Skill

Intense pain battered his nerves. Yan Jingchuan's body swelled at a visible rate, and bloody cracks appeared across his skin.

A large chunk of Life Gold completely surged into Yan Jingchuan's brow.

An enormous, majestic mass of life force compressed together. A frail human body simply could not withstand life force on this scale.

If he did not find a solution quickly, Yan Jingchuan would surely explode into a pile of mangled flesh like an overinflated balloon.

He would die...

At that thought, his desire to survive was ignited, forcing Yan Jingchuan into an emergency attempt to save himself.

The Hell Demon Puppet Martial Soul possessed him. The humanoid phantom raised its scepter high and began extracting life force from Yan Jingchuan himself.

Great streams of incomparably pure life energy were drawn out of his distorted body.

His bloated body finally seemed to have found an outlet, and even the pain eased somewhat.

Realizing it worked, Yan Jingchuan decisively controlled the Hell Demon Puppet to increase the extraction.

A full half hour passed before Yan Jingchuan's body barely returned to normal. The lingering soreness felt almost tangible as he tilted his head and sprawled flat on the ground.

Tormented in body and mind, Yan Jingchuan did not want to move at all. The wounds covering his body rapidly scabbed over and healed with the help of the remaining life force within him.

After resting for quite some time, Yan Jingchuan slowly sat up and began examining his condition.

Pain aside, his physical strength had genuinely improved by a great deal. Yan Jingchuan felt that matching an ordinary five-ringed Soul King would not be a problem.

Although his body had developed quickly and his height had surpassed one meter sixty, he was still only a child. As he continued growing, his physical strength would multiply further.

Children on the Douluo Continent matured early because of Martial Soul awakenings. Some Beast Martial Soul users could even reach one meter eighty or one meter ninety in height by the age of eleven or twelve.

He simply had not expected such an unforeseen accident while absorbing the Life Gold. Most of its life force had been drawn away by the Hell Demon Puppet, but even the small amount left to nourish his body had brought him an enormous improvement.

What a waste of such a large piece of Life Gold. It had been the largest piece he could obtain on the continent, yet it had been completely used up in one go. Yan Jingchuan could not help feeling heartbroken.

If he wanted to obtain more Life Gold to lure Electrolux in, he would have to find a way to get the Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife.

He could forget about the piece beneath the Lake of Life. Never mind the other powerful soul beasts—even Di Tian, Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xishui, and Kong Deming together might not be able to defeat it.

Even if they won, there would still be the second obstacle: the Silver Dragon King. Against strength at least on the level of a First-Level God, he had no solution whatsoever.

Helplessly, Yan Jingchuan tried to temporarily forget the loss of the Life Gold, but he could not stop himself from thinking about it. Every time he did, regret gnawed painfully at him.

He had been too reckless, leading to this outcome.

Even as he berated himself, Yan Jingchuan did not forget to reflect on what had gone wrong. He had clearly been extremely careful.

When the Life Gold had first begun merging into his body, the comfort and exhilaration it gave him had not been an illusion. The problem had arisen during the process of digesting its life force.

As his thoughts raced, Yan Jingchuan vaguely guessed the reason. Since the initial fusion had been normal, then after he absorbed a small amount of life force, something within his body must have sensed—or craved—that vast life force and stirred restlessly.

His soul power had briefly fallen into disorder, causing him to lose control of the Life Gold. At the same time, the thing inside him had impatiently tried to absorb the life force, resulting in this situation.

At that point, the answer was obvious. The Hell Demon Puppet, which had manifested under the combined influence of his emergency self-rescue and its own craving, had to be the answer.

When he summoned the Hell Demon Puppet Martial Soul again, Yan Jingchuan suddenly sensed something. His entire body jolted, and a gleam flashed through his eyes.

After absorbing most of the life force from that piece of Life Gold, the Hell Demon Puppet had undergone some evolution.

A pair of incomplete blood-red wings had grown from the Hell Demon Puppet's back, and its aura had become even more evil and violent.

Most importantly, the Hell Demon Puppet had awakened a talent domain: the Life-and-Deathless Domain.

Martial Souls capable of possessing a talent domain before their owner became a Titled Douluo had generally already touched the threshold of a God-tier Martial Soul.

The Hell Demon Puppet possessing a talent domain at this stage delighted Yan Jingchuan. He felt it might be only a step away from the so-called ultimate evil attribute.

As he considered this, Yan Jingchuan did not forget to test the domain's effects.

Dark crimson domain light spread outward. Under Yan Jingchuan's deliberate control, it covered only the quiet room he occupied.

Closing his eyes, he sensed the effects of the Life-and-Deathless Domain: all enemies within the domain had their attributes weakened by thirty percent, while he received a fifty percent boost. In addition, it continuously extracted the life force of every living being within the domain.

Continuously extracting life force... now he truly was an Evil Soul Master through and through.

Yan Jingchuan let out a long sigh, then stopped caring. Sacrificing a large piece of Life Gold in exchange for Martial Soul evolution and a talent domain was not too much of a loss.

Turning to look at the Ten-Thousand-Year Fear Demon Dragon Head Soul Bone beside him, Yan Jingchuan realized he had wasted quite a bit of time absorbing the Life Gold. If he did not hurry, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui outside would start worrying.

He immediately began absorbing the Soul Bone, and in less than half an hour, he opened his eyes.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bone had raised Yan Jingchuan by two levels. At level twenty-nine, he was only one final push away from breaking through the level-thirty bottleneck.

The Soul Bone had greatly strengthened Yan Jingchuan's spiritual power, raising it in a single leap to the level of a Titled Douluo. Moreover, aside from its two skills, it possessed an additional effect.

The Ten-Thousand-Year Fear Demon Dragon Head Soul Bone's skills were Fearful Gaze and Shadow of Fear.

Fearful Gaze: anyone who looked directly into Yan Jingchuan's eyes and possessed less spiritual power than him would fall into a period of mental daze and confusion.

Shadow of Fear: he used spiritual power to conceal his figure while creating spiritual clones of himself. These clones could disrupt an enemy's senses and judgment, and their number depended on how much spiritual power Yan Jingchuan expended.

Both were utility skills without offensive power, but the additional effect interested Yan Jingchuan somewhat.

Through the Head Soul Bone, his soul power could now carry a fear effect on the spiritual level.

This meant that as long as Yan Jingchuan had sufficient spiritual power, every Soul Skill he used would carry a spiritual attack.

The first thing he thought of was his second Soul Skill. Dark Condensing Soul Devourer was a large-scale area attack, and if it carried spiritual power, it would possess three effects.

Slowing enemies, wearing down their soul power, and inflicting spiritual fear. Once he activated his second Soul Skill in battle, he could use Shadow of Fear and combine it with his first Soul Skill's guaranteed defense penetration and the Darkgolden Terrorclaw.

Even opponents one or two major realms above Yan Jingchuan would be unable to move once trapped in this combination. Their soul power would steadily drain away while their minds were affected. Yan Jingchuan would not even need to attack before they were half crippled.

Meanwhile, Yan Jingchuan, hidden in the darkness, could roam freely across the entire battlefield. He would become a humanoid killing machine lurking in the shadows.

The Dark Sacred Dragon had instantly become a Fear Black Dragon. Just imagining it thrilled Yan Jingchuan.

Decided! When I get back, I'll use Ji Juechen for some practice. I happen to owe him a sparring match.

Having absorbed everything he needed to absorb, Yan Jingchuan did not rush outside. He chose to cultivate for a while and break through the level-thirty bottleneck while he was at it.

After a total of four hours, Yan Jingchuan pushed open the door to the quiet room and stepped outside.

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui looked toward him immediately.

"Level thirty already? Good! Hahaha, a six-year-old at level thirty truly is a monster among monsters!"

Long Xiaoyao was so happy he could not close his mouth, while Ye Xishui's eyes were also filled with admiration.