Bone Dragon Martial Soul Evolution

Dugu Bo, who had been ready to fight for his life, was struck dumb by those words and froze where he stood.

As if struck by lightning, Dugu Bo stood rigid, the anger in his eyes instantly replaced by endless dejection and fear.

This was the secret he had hidden most deeply, one that even Dugu Yan did not know.

"If you want a way to cure the poison, or even want your granddaughter to completely escape the fate of backlash from her martial soul, then leave this place obediently."

Gu En turned around, presenting his back to Dugu Bo, and casually dropped a bombshell.

"Once I've dealt with matters here, you can come find me at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

At this point, Gu En's tone became somewhat lofty.

"Remember, you'll be coming to beg me, not to pick a fight."

"You..."

Dugu Bo opened his mouth, looked at Gu En's unruffled back, then at Bone Douluo watching him like a tiger from the side. In the end, he could only let out a long sigh.

He knew he had no choice.

"Fine... brat of the Gu family, this old man will remember you."

"I hope you truly have a cure when that time comes. Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I'll drag you down with me!"

After leaving behind that threat, Dugu Bo transformed into a streak of emerald light and vanished into the depths of the forest in a sorry state.

"Tsk, tsk, En'er. Your talent for gaining something for nothing is even better than your Uncle Ning's."

Gu Rong clicked his tongue in amazement. He found that he was becoming increasingly unable to see through this grandson of his.

"Grandpa, this isn't gaining something for nothing. It's called the rational allocation of resources."

Gu En smiled faintly and walked toward the dense emerald poison mist.

Gu Rong followed close behind, using soul power to disperse the poisonous mist around Gu En. The two passed through the final barrier, and the sight before them suddenly opened up.

It was an enormous spring, its waters divided into red and blue, clearly distinct yet converging within a circular pool like a gigantic yin-yang fish.

Terrifying heat and absolute cold intertwined, forming a peculiar energy field.

Around the spring grew countless strangely shaped herbs that radiated astonishing spiritual energy.

"This is... the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."

"Grandpa, I need to cultivate in seclusion here for a while."

Gu En turned to Gu Rong.

"Please guard the valley entrance and don't let anyone come in."

"Don't worry, En'er. With Grandpa here, even if Qian Daoliu comes, he'll have to shed a layer of skin."

Gu Rong patted his chest in assurance, then vanished into a spatial rift.

Gu En stood alone by the spring, his eyes burning as he looked at the immortal herbs.

"Qiluo Tulip, this is for Rongrong. Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass and Inferno Delicate Apricot, these are mine..."

He took a deep breath and began removing his outer garments.

Beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the violent energies made even the air emit thunderous bursts as if it could no longer bear the strain.

Gu En stood at the boundary, his right hand clenched loosely. The bone-white Bone Dragon martial soul instantly emerged from his body.

This time, the Bone Dragon's claws were covered in a dense curtain of folded spatial light.

"Rise!"

Gu En shouted softly, and the Bone Dragon thrust out both claws. Its left claw seized the Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass, which emitted absolute cold, while its right claw tightly grasped the Inferno Delicate Apricot, which was crimson all over and flowed with lava-like liquid.

One of these immortal herbs was cold, the other hot. An ordinary soul master would die upon touching either one.

Yet under the Bone Dragon's spatial isolation, they were forcibly brought together.

"Hiss—!"

The collision of those two extreme energies produced a terrifying shockwave.

Gu En did not hesitate in the slightest. At the instant the energies of the two immortal herbs neutralized each other, he opened his mouth and swallowed them. Then he leaped forward, plunging straight into the central convergence of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Boom!

The moment he entered the water, Gu En felt as though his body had been torn in half.

One half was eternally frozen, while the other was wildly incinerated.

His skin split apart and healed over and over, while his bones produced teeth-grinding friction under the extreme temperature difference.

Roar—!

Within his sea of consciousness, the Bone Dragon and Blood Dragon roared at the same time.

The Blood Dragon crazily devoured the energy to strengthen his blood and vitality, while the Bone Dragon greedily absorbed the spatial and elemental laws within it.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Rong, waiting at the valley entrance, had already become somewhat anxious. If he had not been able to sense the increasingly powerful aura within the valley, he would have charged in long ago.

Splash!

With a burst of water, a figure shot into the sky from the spring and landed steadily on the shore.

Gu En's figure was now more slender than it had been a month ago. His skin was crystalline like jade, faintly suffused with a golden-red luster.

With every breath he took, the surrounding air trembled.

"Immunity to ice and fire. The golden body has taken initial form."

Gu En clenched his fist, feeling the unfathomable power within him, vast as an ocean.

But he did not stop.

He walked to an immortal herb that radiated a dense earth-element aura and resembled a golden melon—the Earth Dragon Golden Melon.

For soul masters with dragon-type martial souls inclined toward defense and the earth element, this immortal herb was an unparalleled treasure.

Gu En sat cross-legged and consumed the Earth Dragon Golden Melon.

In an instant, an energy as heavy as a mountain surged into his bones.

The Bone Dragon martial soul, originally bone-white, began turning dark gold at that moment. Every bone became indestructible like divine metal, and even developed a layer of fine dragon-scale patterns.

"Bone Dragon evolution... no, it should be called the Spatial Sacred Bone Dragon now."

Finally, Gu En took out the crystalline immortal herb whose stamens bore several glistening drops of dew—Autumn Dew Sight.

He gently tilted its petals and let those few drops fall into his eyes.

Buzz!

Gu En's mind instantly became crystal clear, and his spiritual power soared madly as if mounted on a rocket.

His eyes bloomed with dazzling violet-gold light. His formerly invisible spiritual power condensed into substance at that moment, forming an intangible domain around him.

Autumn Dew Sight pierced through falsehood and reached the source.

When Gu En opened his eyes again, the entire world had changed in his vision.

He could clearly see the threads of soul power flowing through space and could even catch the trajectory of leaves stirred by the distant breeze.

"Soul Shock?"

A confident curve formed at the corner of Gu En's lips.

His spiritual power was likely no weaker than that of an ordinary Soul King now, perhaps even a Soul Emperor.

The impact of the resentment of ten-thousand-year soul beasts was no longer a threat to him.

"Level thirty. A ten-thousand-year third ring. Here I come."

Gu En rose to his feet and withdrew the defenses around him.

His soul power had already reached the peak of level thirty. After consecutively consuming three top-tier immortal herbs, his foundation had become terrifyingly profound.

He walked out of the valley and saw Gu Rong's delighted expression.

"Grandpa, sorry to keep you waiting."

Gu Rong looked at his grandson, who had undergone a complete transformation, and felt the oppressive aura that made even him feel a trace of alarm. He stood stunned for a long while before bursting into hearty laughter: