Soul Land II: The Body-Soul Flame Emperor—Ascension Through the Flesh
Chapter 24

Absorbing Extreme Yang Power, Tempering His Body

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"A Body Martial Soul! It really is a Body Martial Soul with an ultimate attribute!"

Just then, a deep, powerful voice suddenly rang out behind the three of them.

Vina instinctively turned around and saw three old men in elders' robes flash toward them.

All three had shining eyes, their gazes fixed firmly on Xu Yan in the courtyard, unwilling to look away for even an instant.

"Greetings, elders!"

"Master!"

Vina, Long Aotian, and Wang Yanfeng hurriedly bowed in greeting.

The elder in the middle waved a hand casually, his eyes remaining fixed on Xu Yan without blinking.

He was Peng Yu, the Body Sect's Third Elder, the White Bone Douluo.

A rank-94 Titled Douluo, he was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Super Douluo.

At his side stood the Fourth Elder, Guan Yi, likewise a rank-94 Titled Douluo.

His martial soul was Spine.

On the other side was the Fifth Elder, Cun Hua, a rank-93 Titled Douluo whose martial soul was Twin Fists.

He was also Wang Yanfeng's master.

After listening to Du Busi boast about Xu Yan again and again, the three had been about to head to the Cafeteria.

They had intended to meet Xu Yan along the way.

They had never expected to stumble upon his martial soul running wild.

"The sect master wasn't exaggerating. Not only does this boy have a perfect body martial soul, it even comes with an ultimate attribute."

The Fourth Elder's eyes flashed brilliantly, his voice brimming with excitement:

"This is the first time I've ever seen a body martial soul with an ultimate attribute.

And that pressure radiating from him—isn't it almost on par with a Soul Ancestor's?!"

"What?!"

Long Aotian, Vina, and the others' pupils instantly contracted, shock surging through their hearts.

A Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster with an aura comparable to a Soul Ancestor's?

What did that even mean?

"Could our junior brother's actual combat strength already have reached the Soul Ancestor level?"

Wang Yanfeng looked dazed, unable to believe it.

The Fifth Elder slowly nodded, a gratified smile appearing on his face. "Our Body Sect finally has a worthy successor."

Then his tone changed, and a trace of worry surfaced between his brows:

"But if we leave him to bear the pressure alone and weather his martial soul's rampage, are we sure nothing will go wrong?"

The Third Elder suppressed the urge to step forward and help, speaking gravely:

"The sect master specifically instructed us not to intervene without an explicit request from Xu Yan himself, lest we trigger some unforeseen complication.

Trust that boy. He's no fool!"

The violent commotion in the courtyard had long since alerted Xu He, Yan Feng, and Ji Juechen.

The three hurried out of their rooms.

Ji Juechen glanced up at the blazing sun overhead and said calmly:

"It's noon. The Extreme Yang Fire inside Little Yan has started running wild again."

Seeing how composed the three were, without a hint of panic, Long Aotian hurried forward to ask:

"Junior brothers, what's happening to him? Does he need the elders' help?"

"He's fine. This is nothing." Yan Feng waved a hand casually, his tone relaxed and nonchalant.

Nothing?

Long Aotian stared at Xu Yan, who was almost burned to charcoal, and wondered whether he had misheard.

You call this nothing?

If he keeps burning like this, won't the flames burn him to death?!

The three elders beside him also furrowed their brows, growing increasingly uneasy.

Xu Yan's condition was simply too horrifying.

In less than a minute, the intense heat had burned away every inch of his skin.

His flesh lay exposed all over his body, a hideous, terrifying sight that made their hearts jolt.

"Perhaps... we should save him after all." The Fifth Elder finally lost his patience.

Xu Yan was now an unparalleled genius, the likes of whom the sect had not seen in ten thousand years.

He was the sect's future hope, its precious treasure. They could not afford even the slightest mishap.

If he died here, they would regret it beyond measure.

The Fifth Elder instantly circulated his soul power, a luminous white sheen spreading over his palms as he prepared to intervene.

At that very moment, a lush emerald flame of life suddenly surged out of Xu Yan's body.

Vast, overwhelming life force instantly enveloped him.

His burned-away skin, damaged organs, and cracked bones rapidly regenerated and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Th-this... how is this possible?!"

"This! This!"

Long Aotian pointed at Xu Yan, utterly dumbstruck.

He could not even speak without stammering.

He felt as though this single minute or so had used up an entire year's worth of shock.

Yan Feng stepped forward and familiarly draped an arm around Long Aotian's neck.

With a faint smile, he said, "I told you, there's no need to worry.

Brother Yan is a monster! You can't judge him by ordinary standards."

The Fifth Elder stared blankly and murmured, "Is this normal? Am I seeing things?"

"That self-healing ability... no wonder the sect master isn't worried."

The Third Elder clenched his fists, his heart filled with astonishment.

The temperature in the courtyard continued to soar.

The once-flat, hard gravel ground rapidly softened and melted under the extreme heat.

In just a few breaths, each hard stone turned into a gelatinous mass.

The entire little courtyard had practically become a small, bubbling pool of lava.

Xu Yan sat cross-legged in its center.

The emerald flame of life and scorching Extreme Yang Flame tangled and collided wildly within him.

Burning, charring, regenerating, healing.

Excruciating pain washed over his nerves again and again.

Xu Yan seemed oblivious, his teeth clenched and his eyes tightly shut.

He focused on circulating the Body Sect Meditation Method he had just learned, keeping his condition stable.

Without the Flame of Life helping me heal, I can now endure a minute and a half of the extreme yang rampage.

It looks like my physical foundation really is growing steadily stronger.

Then Xu Yan sighed inwardly:

Only when I can last the full five minutes with my body alone will I truly have adapted perfectly and be able to withstand Extreme Yang Power.

The five minutes at noon each day were when the yang energy of heaven and earth reached its peak.

This period lasted five minutes.

And Xu Yan's combat strength would instantly surge tenfold.

This was his time of peak power!

Of course, Xu Yan still did not know its exact upper limit.

At present, his limit was a tenfold boost in combat strength.

Moreover, with his body alone bearing the pressure, he could last only a minute and a half.

Only by relying on the Flame of Life to heal him continuously could he endure the full five minutes.

However, controlling the Flame of Life to repair his body throughout the entire process consumed enormous amounts of his Spiritual Power.

The Gold of Life's passive recovery alone was nowhere near enough to keep his injuries under control.

He had to actively direct it with precision.

This was also the fundamental reason he wanted to enter the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well as soon as possible.

The Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew there could enhance his Spiritual Power.

This was also the most terrifying aspect of Xu Yan's martial soul.

A tenfold boost in combat strength lasting just five minutes was enough to let him crush powerful enemies above his level.

And this boost would not diminish as his cultivation rose.

Instead, the deeper his reserves of soul power became, the more terrifying his extreme yang outburst would be.

With his current strength, his Extreme Yang Fire alone was enough to burn through a Soul Ancestor's soul power defenses.

It could even threaten a Soul King.

Besides that, the ultimate yang energy at noon had another crucial use.

It could temper his martial soul origin and hone his physical foundation.

After first experiencing the Extreme Yang Power at noon, Xu Yan had worked out a cultivation method uniquely suited to himself.

To rapidly improve his martial soul's quality and strengthen his physical foundation.

He deliberately channeled the ultimate yang energy at noon each day into his martial soul origin, little by little.

Xu Yan's martial soul was itself extreme yang, sharing the same root and source as the extreme yang of heaven and earth; different paths led to the same destination.

There was no need whatsoever to worry about conflicting powers damaging his martial soul.

The instant the first wisp of pure Extreme Yang Power entered his martial soul origin, Xu Yan clearly sensed his martial soul undergo a tiny transformation.

His flames had become purer.

Their temperature was higher, their explosive power stronger.

He already possessed the ultimate fire attribute, the very pinnacle of fire attributes.

Yet tempering it with Extreme Yang Power could still push it beyond its limits!

He did not even know how far it could ultimately improve.

At the same time, however, a piercing agony far surpassing the burning of his flesh suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his martial soul.

Tempering and transforming his martial soul origin was far more painful and dangerous than having his body bear the pressure.

But his physical pain paled beside his desire to live.

He knew full well that if he could not adapt completely to Extreme Yang Power, the backlash would worsen as his cultivation rose, and he would ultimately bring about his own destruction.

And the benefits of slowly tempering his martial soul origin went far beyond merely improving his martial soul.

When he had absorbed his first soul ring, it had happened to be noon, when extreme yang was at its peak.

The Purgatory Wyvern soul ring had originally been only 910 years old, but under the tempering enhancement of his extreme yang origin, it had forcibly surged to 1,050 years.

An increase of over a hundred years!

This was the true origin of his two thousand-year soul rings.

The ability to artificially increase a soul ring's age was exceedingly rare across the entire Douluo Continent.

Apart from the Holy Spirit Cult's sinister secret methods, only the Body Sect's martial soul second awakening could accomplish it.

I always wondered how I could raise my soul rings' ages out of nowhere.

Xu Yan murmured inwardly:

But now, after considering the records in the "Secret of the Body," everything has suddenly become clear.

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