Chen Xiaojun habitually stroked his chin. After a moment of contemplation, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. "No, this isn't merely a change in form. It's the ultimate expression of their fusion power."
"The potential of the Chen Clan and Ximen Family's Martial Soul Fusion Skill far exceeds our imagination. Perhaps their previous failures weren't caused by difficulties with its form, but by incompatible attributes."
"Now we can be certain that we're heading in the right direction. Once the attribute issue is resolved, the fusion can take shape."
In the Practice Ground, after the weapons transformed into a Ferocious Beast, purple lightning and blue fire erupted wildly from the knight himself, enveloping his entire body.
At a single impulse of his will, the flames and lightning began spreading outward from him in successive rings, gradually forming an immense Thunderfire Domain.
Purple lightning danced like raging dragons, its deafening thunder weaving a net that could destroy heaven and earth; blue fire shone like brilliant stars, cold and heat coexisting within it as it formed a dazzling sea of flames.
The two fused into a powerful energy field, chaos and light intertwining and distorting space. A pillar of light shot into the heavens. Fortunately, the rune formation blocked it; otherwise, it would surely have startled the guests in the square before the manor.
Several minutes later, Chen Cong said calmly, "All right, that's enough. You can stop now."
At his words, the knight immediately acted. With a light sweep of his hand, he recalled the Ferocious Beast, transforming it back into a saber and sword.
Then the splendor of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill slowly dissipated. The swirling haze faded like morning mist pierced by moonlight, gradually revealing Chen Jianjun and Ximen Chuixue, their figures weary yet resolute.
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