The Joy of Fusion

Fang Fan slowed his pace and gently drew Shui Bing'er closer, letting her face him and lean against his chest.

The position made Shui Bing'er so shy that she buried her face in the crook of his shoulder. Her long ice-blue hair spilled down like a waterfall, veiling their intertwined figures.

Fang Fan steadied her waist with one hand, guiding her toward the point where their Martial Souls resonated. His other hand moved slowly down her spine, his fingertips carrying a soothing warmth.

The Ice Phoenix's phantom circled above them, while the phantom of the Netherworld Saint Tiger Emperor embraced it from behind. The two Martial Souls intertwined in midair, ice blue and deep blue weaving a dazzling tableau.

At that moment, Shui Bing'er's Soul Power finally broke through the bottleneck that had held her back for so long—level forty!

The Ice Phoenix raised its head behind her and cried out. The ice-crystal markings on its wings grew more intricate, and the chill of Ultimate Ice now carried a trace of the Netherworld Saint Tiger Emperor's sinister pressure.

Fang Fan's Soul Power surged as well, leaping from level seventy-four to level seventy-five.

Ice-blue Phoenix Patterns appeared across the Netherworld Saint Tiger Emperor's dark-blue body. A thread of Ultimate Ice joined its Destructive Evil Breath, the two powers blending perfectly within the tiger.

His Netherworld Saint Tiger Emperor now held three attributes: Netherworld Power, Poison Power, and Ultimate Ice. He was another step closer to true Unity of Ten Thousand Laws.

Shui Bing'er rested in his arms, unable to summon even a shred of strength.

Her gauzy, water-blue dress was hopelessly rumpled. A fine sheen of sweat covered her fair skin, glittering like scattered diamonds in the candlelight.

Her breathing gradually steadied. Her ice-blue eyes drifted half-shut, Fang Fan's profile reflected