Simulation Martial Soul, Golden Dragon

Mo Mang Palace.

The secret chamber was pitch-black, with only the surrounding walls giving off a faint silver glow.

These walls were made from special Soul Guidance Alloy and layered with several isolation formations. Soul power fluctuations, the aura of powerful experts—everything was blocked out. Even if a battle turned the place upside down inside, not a sound would reach the outside.

Xu Tianming sat cross-legged in the center of the chamber, his eyes closed as his spiritual power sank into his Spirit Sea and approached the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core.

The Divine Core was dark gold.

Crimson-gold light flowed across its surface, and within it seemed to sleep a colossal dragon. The instant Xu Tianming's spiritual power approached, a deep dragon's roar rang out from inside the Divine Core.

Xu Tianming did not dare force it.

He carefully guided the Golden Dragon King's vital blood essence from within the Divine Core, allowing that power to flow slowly through his meridians and spread across his entire body.

Boom!!!

The moment that golden vital blood entered his body, an enormous dragon phantom burst forth behind Xu Tianming with a sharp whoosh.

The dragon phantom was entirely brilliant gold. Layer upon layer of dragon scales covered its body, its four limbs were thick and powerful, and a pair of dragon horns rose from its head as though they could pierce the heavens. Though it was not physical, its majesty was simply overwhelming.

Dragon might exploded from the center of the secret chamber.

An invisible pressure slammed into the walls. The Soul Guidance Formations within the chamber lit up one after another, silver light barriers unfolding layer by layer and sealing every trace of aura firmly inside.

The guards outside noticed nothing amiss, but the pressure on Xu Tianming inside the chamber grew greater and greater.

The Golden Dragon King's power was remolding his body.

This power was far too tyrannical. If it had been an ordinary soul master, even one with an exceptionally strong body, their meridians would have ruptured and their bones would have been crushed by this vital blood.

But Xu Tianming was completely fine.

The Golden Dragon King's Divine Core had originally been one with him. Once that vital blood essence entered his body, it was like returning home, naturally circulating through his meridians on its own.

His blood began to boil, while fine cracking sounds came from his bones.

Streams of golden vital blood flowed from his heart, spreading through his meridians to every part of his body before finally gathering between his dantian and the origin of his martial soul.

Xu Tianming's face suddenly flushed red.

Fine golden patterns became visible beneath his skin. His muscles and bones were being frantically strengthened by the vital blood, and the intensity of his body was soaring as if it had been launched into the sky.

This effect was far stronger than any whale glue.

Whale glue could only nourish the body gradually, but the Golden Dragon King's vital blood essence was directly changing his race—altering the very essence of his life.

Most importantly, this power did not harm him in the slightest. It was as though it had always belonged to Xu Tianming.

The fusion process went unbelievably smoothly.

"Golden Dragon..."

Xu Tianming murmured softly.

He was using the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core to create a second martial soul for himself. It could not be helped—the characteristics of the Sun Martial Soul were too conspicuous.

With a golden sun hanging behind him, he could be recognized anywhere. Xu Tianming was now the seventh prince of the Sun Moon Empire, and his identity was far too sensitive. He had little freedom. If he wanted to spend long periods in the Rift Realm, or even travel to other countries, he absolutely could not use this Sun Martial Soul.

He needed a new identity, one that belonged to the Fools.

In that regard, Wang Qiuer's approach had given him some inspiration.

If Wang Qiuer could use her own origin to simulate the Golden Dragon Martial Soul, then Xu Tianming, with the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core and a complete Golden Dragon King's Bloodline, had no reason to fail.

The golden dragon phantom behind him grew clearer and clearer, while its dragon might became heavier and heavier.

The aura that had originally belonged to the Sun Martial Soul gradually withdrew, replaced by a pure sense of power. That aura was heavy and tyrannical, as though a mountain had crashed into the secret chamber itself, making even the ground begin to tremble.

The origin of Xu Tianming's martial soul began to change. Golden light condensed within his dantian, and the sun gradually dimmed before finally transforming into a golden giant dragon roaring toward the heavens.

It worked!

Golden Dragon Martial Soul.

Ultimate Strength, absolutely unbeatable!

Xu Tianming opened his eyes. Golden light flashed through his red pupils, and the Golden Dragon phantom behind him let out a silent roar as well.

The vital blood fluctuations in the secret chamber instantly intensified. The Golden Dragon King's essence was still pouring into his body, and when the intensity of that vital blood reached a critical point, a golden Soul Ring rose beneath Xu Tianming's feet.

This Soul Ring was anything but ordinary.

It was formed entirely from incomparably condensed golden vital blood. Faint golden flames burned along its edges, while delicate dragon patterns slowly drifted within it.

The golden Soul Ring floated up and down, releasing a power that came from the depths of his bloodline.

Xu Tianming's spiritual power was instantly drawn into it, and an enormous flood of information rushed straight into his mind.

"First soul skill, Might of Extremity."

He softly spoke the name of the soul skill.

The moment his words fell, the golden Soul Ring lit up with a hum.

The Golden Dragon phantom behind Xu Tianming slowly merged into his body. Golden dragon scales emerged from his shoulders and spread down his arms.

His right arm was instantly covered in golden scales. His five fingers became longer and more powerful, while sharp golden claw blades extended from his fingertips.

Fine dragon scales also grew across his cheeks and neck. The sides of his forehead bulged before a pair of golden dragon horns emerged.

Xu Tianming no longer looked human at all.

He stood up.

The vital blood inside his body churned as though it had come to a boil. When both feet landed on the ground, they produced a heavy thud.

Xu Tianming looked toward the wall of the secret chamber.

The next second, his first Soul Ring lit up, and the world before his eyes instantly changed.

Countless golden points of light suddenly appeared across the originally solid wall.

Some of these points were hidden within the Soul Guidance Alloy's grain, some were connected to the core of the formations, and some marked the wall's most fragile spots.

Those points of light were like the wall's weaknesses.

Xu Tianming could see them with perfect clarity. As long as he struck one of those points and poured enough power into it, he could make the wall's structure collapse on the spot.

"Oh~ So that was how it worked."

Xu Tianming lowered his head and looked at his dragon claw.

Might of Extremity did not simply increase his strength. Its true function was allowing him to see the weaknesses of everything, then strike that point with the greatest possible force.

Whether it was a soul tool, a soul beast, a soul master, or even a wall, as long as it had a structure, it had a weakness. As long as he could see it, he could shatter it.

Xu Tianming walked up to the wall and raised his right fist. Golden soul power condensed around his dragon claw as his fist slowly pressed against the golden point of light on the wall.

He did not exert force immediately. He merely poured soul power through his arm and into the wall, and a muffled vibration instantly sounded from within it.

Crack.

The first fissure appeared right where his fist pressed against the wall.