Lin Yan Advances to Soul Saint, Ning Rongrong Sends a Plea for Help

The Medicine Garden, shrouded in purple poisonous mist, never saw the light of day. Only the hazy violet glow and the two great springs of ice and fire provided enough light to barely make out the surroundings.

Yet at this moment... Lin Yan, his twelve golden-red wings spread wide, was like a second sun suspended above the Medicine Garden, illuminating the entire world.

Seven black Spirit Rings pulsed in interwoven rhythms, carrying an immense sense of weight.

The scorching waves of heat were like a blazing sun, filled with majesty and holiness. A single glance was enough to make one feel ashamed and inferior.

By a strange coincidence, the excess medicinal power had caused Lin Yan's original crew cut to grow into a head of golden-red hair. It now fluttered behind him in the wind like a cloak beneath the heavens, complementing his twelve golden-red wings and making him look like a god of war!

"Phew~"

"Five Immortal Herbs and one Hundred Thousand Year Angel Spirit Bone actually forced me from Level 52 all the way to Level 71."

Hovering in the air, Lin Yan raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Although my Soul Power is a little unstable, this feeling of controlling such power..."

"It's simply unparalleled!"

That was right!

After half a month, Lin Yan had finally successfully refined four Immortal Herbs and one Supreme Purple Lingzhi. He had even successfully fused with the Hundred Thousand Year Angel Spirit Bone issued by the system, condensed four Spirit Rings for his two Martial Souls, and become a Level 71 Soul Saint!

Even Tang San, who had been favored by the Asura God in the original story, had never possessed such astonishing cultivation speed.

"Chaos Grass! It really is good stuff!"

"And my previous idea was