Undead Demiplane, Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King

The Star Dou Great Forest.

The sunlight was just right. A stalk of ten-year solitary bamboo swayed in the wind, mustering all its strength to break past the eleven-year mark.

Just as it reached the threshold, a silver light flashed, and spatial turbulence brutally shredded the entire stalk!

The ten-year solitary bamboo perished on the spot, replaced by a completely naked body.

His proportions were perfectly balanced. His muscles were not particularly bulky, but they were flawless, and his ice-jade skin gave off a faint golden sheen in the sunlight.

Ji Feng's eyes were tightly shut. The golden Dragon Core flew out from between his brows.

"Absolutely useless. I used a Limit Douluo's Soul Power to cleanse his marrow and remold his sinews, and he still couldn't withstand the spatial turbulence. He actually passed out. Forget it. I'll wait here until he wakes up. We're on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest anyway. There won't be any powerful Soul Beasts here."

The Dragon Core settled down to wait for Ji Feng to wake. Suddenly, a gray stream of air descended from the sky as though caught by an immense suction force. In an instant, it plunged straight into the space between Ji Feng's brows.

"What the hell are you? You dare steal my man!"

The Dragon Core instantly flew into a rage, attempting to drive her Soul Power forward and expel that wisp of gray energy.

An extremely indistinct figure appeared behind Ji Feng, his aged voice carrying an indescribable hint of majesty.

"With sun and moon in my grasp, I pluck the stars; none in this world can rival me. To think this wisp of my remnant soul would still find a place to dwell. This boy controls spatial power at such a young age. Perfect. I can house my Undead Space within him."

A vast torrent of Soul Power washed over the gray figure without affecting him in the slightest.

The Dragon Core dared not increase the force of her assault. She feared attracting the powerful Soul Beasts deeper in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The gray figure turned into a bead and rested quietly in Ji Feng's mind. It neither affected his Sea of Consciousness nor was affected by other powers.

"Surely my luck can't be this bad? Someone else actually swooped in and snatched the man I had my eye on?"

As the Dragon Core grumbled to herself, Ji Feng suddenly opened his eyes and woke.

"Who wakes first from the great dream? All my life, I alone have known. That was a wonderful nap!"

"You're awake? Finally decided to wake up, have you?"

A young woman's voice came from the Dragon Core, carrying a trace of resentment.

"What else could I do? I was up against a Limit Douluo! Draining him dry and getting out alive already took everything I had, okay? Passing out for a few dozen minutes was perfectly normal. Hm?"

Ji Feng suddenly sensed an unfamiliar power within his body.

He activated his right hand, and his Space Martial Soul flickered with a faint silver light, though it was no longer pure.

Wisps of gray energy wound around it, exuding a sacred aura.

Countless pieces of information poured into Ji Feng's mind.

"Electrolux? He moved into my head? And my Space Martial Soul mutated because of it, so now I can open the Undead Space with blood?"

Ji Feng sliced open his palm. Thin trickles of blood flowed out and scattered over the ground.

A silver light flashed briefly in his left hand. Ji Feng seemed to hear a key sliding into a lock, while his hand felt intermittent resistance.

The blood on the ground slowly floated into the air. Centered on Ji Feng's left hand, it traced out a crimson door covered in intricate patterns.

Ji Feng pushed forward. He could even hear the sound of its hinges.

"What are you doing? Pushing an imaginary door?" the Dragon Core asked.

She could not see the door.

"Our new home. Come with me."

The Dragon Core floated above Ji Feng's shoulder and followed him through the door.

Pitch darkness surrounded them. They could not see anything.

"Give me some light... Stop spacing out."

"Get lost. Am I your desk lamp?"

Though the Dragon Core complained, she obligingly burst into golden light.

Ji Feng was left speechless. The girl inside the Dragon Core was a tsundere.

Hadn't tsunderes fallen out of the meta ages ago?

Looking around, he found that this Undead Space was not as vast as the novel had described. Instead, it was extremely cramped, only six or seven square meters, yet Ji Feng did not feel confined.

Rich light elements filled the space, making his entire being feel clear and unburdened.

"A stripped-down version? That works too. A pillow delivered just as I'm getting sleepy. It's perfect for consolidating my cultivation."

Mu En's Soul Power and the Dragon Core had worked together to forcibly transform Ji Feng's meridians, but he still did not know how far that transformation had gone.

Ji Feng sat cross-legged and examined his meridians internally.

The meridians were divided into the Twelve Principal Meridians and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

The Twelve Principal Meridians had clearly defined connections to the internal organs, as well as paired interior-exterior relationships.

The hand shaoyin lung meridian, which Ji Feng knew best, was one of the Twelve Principal Meridians.

For martial practitioners, the hardest to cultivate were the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. Their function was to regulate and store the qi and blood of the Twelve Principal Meridians.

If the Twelve Principal Meridians were rivers, the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were lakes and reservoirs. They stored excess energy when qi and blood were abundant, then released it to replenish any shortage.

The amount of Soul Power a person could store was most closely tied to whether their Eight Extraordinary Meridians had been opened.

Examining himself internally, Ji Feng discovered that the two most difficult of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians—the conception vessel and governing vessel—had already been completely opened and expanded to their limits!

They even radiated a faint golden light, with an immense amount of Soul Power surging and crashing through them.

"What you should do now is get a Soul Ring. Otherwise, all this Soul Power can only remain pent up in your conception and governing vessels. You won't be able to use it. And don't forget, I still have more inside me," the Dragon Core said.

Ji Feng's conception and governing vessels contained only a small portion of Mu En's Soul Power. Most of it was stored within the Dragon Core.

Ji Feng said, "Then do I still need to cultivate from now on? Can't I just keep getting Soul Rings and leveling up?"

"If you mean accumulating Soul Power in the usual sense, you no longer need to do that. What you need to do is use that miraculous vortex in your chest to transform Mu En's Soul Power into your own."

Ji Feng understood what the Dragon Core meant.

From now on, he would no longer need to draw Soul Power from the world around him. He only needed to absorb Mu En's Soul Power from the Dragon Core, then use the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to convert it and channel it into his own shanzhong.

Compared with ordinary cultivation, this method was more than a hundred times as efficient!

The Soul Power produced would even be more condensed than ordinary Soul Power.

After all, the Soul Power Mu En had accumulated over two hundred years of cultivation was beyond an ordinary person's imagination.

"My Soul Power and body have now been strengthened to the limit of the one-ring level. I should be able to withstand a Soul Ring at least two thousand years old. Hopefully, I can find a draconic Soul Beast."

After weighing his options, Ji Feng still chose the Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon as his primary Martial Soul.

Soul Beasts suitable for a Space Martial Soul were simply too rare. Even if he found one, it would be powerful, and he could not hunt a spatial Soul Beast alone.

Draconic Soul Beasts were different. Some were strong and some were weak. If he searched patiently, he would eventually find one that suited him.

Ji Feng carefully sensed the blood he had left on the Douluo Continent.

That blood anchored the Douluo Continent's location. If it disappeared, he would become lost in the gap between the demiplane and real space.

"What's going on? Does blood evaporate this quickly? I've only been here a little while, and half of it has already evaporated?"

Ji Feng released his Space Martial Soul. A rattling sound rang out, and the blood-red door appeared before him.

He passed through the door, but the beautiful sunset he had imagined did not appear. Instead, a huge, wet tongue suddenly licked his body!

What was that?!

Martial Soul Possession! Ji Feng retreated several steps!

Only then did he clearly see the enormous draconic Soul Beast before him.

With ruby-red eyes and silvery-white scales, it gazed at Ji Feng with an utterly besotted expression.

"Wh-what?! A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast!! The Red-Eyed Silver Dragon King!!"

Like a kitty whose tail had been stepped on, the Dragon Core instantly darted into the space between Ji Feng's brows!

One hundred thousand years!!

Ji Feng froze in shock. Sweat covered his forehead, and his entire back was instantly drenched.

He had not even obtained his first Soul Ring yet. Why did he keep running into these troublesome monsters?!