Martial Soul Evolution and a Second Martial Soul

Sunset Forest, Icefire Yin Yang Well.

As time passed, the Summoning Grimoire hovering above Jiang Li's head continued turning its pages.

Jiang Li continued enduring the agony of the immense energies flowing through his body from beneath the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

But the edge of a sword came from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms from bitter cold.

The pain Jiang Li endured now was not meaningless.

As the two energies flowed through him, they continuously destroyed and repaired his body.

This was precisely the source of his pain.

Moreover, as the two energies repeatedly destroyed and repaired him, his physical constitution slowly improved and adapted.

Suddenly, the Summoning Grimoire floating above Jiang Li's head shone brilliantly!

A gleaming silver sheen appeared upon the Summoning Grimoire.

There was more and more of it, growing ever larger.

Before long, the Summoning Grimoire's ancient bronze-like color had completely vanished, replaced by a gorgeous bright silver.

The current Summoning Grimoire was perhaps more appropriately called the Silver Summoning Grimoire.

As though it had eaten and drunk its fill, the Silver Summoning Grimoire stopped accepting energy from beneath the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

It released a faint silvery-white glow, blocking the energies beneath the Icefire Yin Yang Well from surging toward it.

Yet the red and blue energies refused to relent, determined to force their way into the Silver Summoning Grimoire.

The situation fell into a stalemate.

The stalemate itself was no issue, but it left Jiang Li, the energy conduit caught in the middle, suffering terribly.

It was like one of those absurd math problems where water was pumped out of a swimming pool while water was simultaneously poured into it.

What the Silver Summoning Grimoire had done was no different from suddenly pulling out the pipe that was draining the