Tang Jian was slightly taken aback.
Tang Feng continued, "I have something here that's quite suitable as your Seventh Soul Ring. You can save the God-Given Soul Ring for your eighth or Ninth Soul Ring; that way, you can maximize its value."
Having said that, he reached into his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse Pouch and took out an item.
It was a fist-sized, crimson bead.
The bead shimmered with a molten lava-like glow, its crimson hue tinged with a faint golden light.
Even more astonishing is that inside the bead, nine golden lines can be faintly seen Entanglement, like nine golden snakes, forming an ancient totem.
As soon as it appeared, a scorching and violent aura spread outwards from the bead, causing the surrounding air to heat up instantly.
Tang Jian's pupils contracted slightly, and he asked in confusion, "This is...?"
"The inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent. My grandfather and I obtained this inner core from a primordial beast, the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, which we slew in the Hell Road of the Slaughter City. Today, it can finally be used."
Tang Feng's voice was calm, yet it carried a hint of solemnity.
He continued, " The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent is a primordial beast, its entire cultivation condensed within this inner core. Its energy is pure, extremely yang and fierce, and its rarity and quality are comparable to the Soul Ring of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
He paused, looked at Tang Jian, and his gaze deepened. " Brother Jian, your Clear Sky Hammer, like mine, possesses the fire attribute. But you've never absorbed a fire-attribute Soul Beast's Soul Ring. That violent characteristic of the fire attribute has remained dormant within your Martial Soul, never being activated."
He handed the inner core to Tang Jian, palm up, holding the crimson bead. "This inner core might help you awaken it, making your attacks even more violent, even more... unstoppable."
Tang Jian stared blankly at the inner core before him, then reached out and took the crimson inner core with both hands, feeling the scorching heat emanating from his palms.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said firmly, "Okay. Little Feng, I'll listen to you."
Tang Jian turned around, walked to the flat bluestone at the foot of the mountain, sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and held the inner core in his palm.
He closed his eyes and began to circulate his Soul Power, guiding the energy in his inner core to permeate his body.
boom!!
In that instant, he felt as if he had been swept into a storm of fire.
The inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent contained its life's cultivation. Its energy was extremely yang and fierce, and incomparably domineering. As soon as it entered Tang Jian's body, it began to frantically impact his meridians, bones, and the Martial Soul Origin.
Scorching hot.
An indescribable burning sensation.
That heat was no ordinary fire, but an extreme flame from the depths of the earth, powerful enough to melt gold and iron.
It surged out from the inner elixir like magma, rushing and crashing along Tang Jian's meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridians were burned, torn, and then forcibly healed by the life essence contained in the inner elixir.
Tearing, healing. Tearing again, healing again.
Each loop is a form of torture.
Tang Jian's skin instantly turned bright red, and the sweat that seeped out was immediately evaporated into mist, enveloping his entire body in a white vapor.
His brows were furrowed, his jaw was clenched, blood seeped from his gums, and his entire body was trembling violently.
But he endured it, refusing to utter a sound.
But those hands were clenched into fists, the nails digging deep into the palms, the blood that seeped out evaporated as soon as it appeared, leaving dark red marks.
Tang Feng stayed by his side the whole time.
He saw Tang Jian's body begin to tremble, his brows furrowing more and more, and his breathing becoming erratic—signs that he was about to lose control.
Tang Feng stepped forward, and the Clear Sky Domain suddenly unfolded!
The invisible power of that domain was like a gentle yet powerful hand, softly covering Tang Jian's body.
It did not directly intervene in the fusion of the inner core, but rather acted as a barrier, helping Tang Jian isolate some of the excessively violent impacts, while continuously channeling the pure energy condensed within the domain into Tang Jian's body.
The energy flowed like a clear spring, nourishing Tang Jian's burned meridians and providing him with the strength to resist the violent burning.
Tang Jian's trembling gradually subsided, his brows relaxed, and his breathing became steady.
One day, two days, three days...
The wisp of steam never dissipated. Tang Jian's seated figure appeared and disappeared within it, like a statue engulfed in flames, or a phoenix reborn from the ashes.
On the morning of the fourth day.
A low, muffled sound suddenly came from the steam.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a muffled thunderclap, sending a chill down the spines of everyone standing guard nearby.
That was a sign that the energy of his inner core was finally beginning to Martial Soul Fusion.
Dusk on the fifth day.
As the setting sun painted the entire Sea God Mountain golden red, the steam that had surrounded Tang Jian for five whole days finally dissipated slowly.
He opened his eyes.
Those eyes were no longer pure black.
Deep within his pupils, a blazing crimson light burned fiercely, like two solidified flames.
His aura had surged dramatically compared to five days ago, and a scorching and violent pressure emanated from his body, causing the surrounding air to subtly distort.
He slowly stood up, and seven Soul Ring lit up in succession beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
The seventh Soul Ring was a deep black Soul Ring.
But upon closer inspection, a faint crimson light could be seen flowing within the blackness, like magma surging beneath the earth's crust, ready to erupt at any moment.
Tang Jian looked down at his hands, feeling the unprecedented surge of power coursing through his body.
He could clearly sense that his meridians had widened by nearly twice as much as they had five days ago, his bones had become denser, and the power contained in his muscles had at least doubled.
What surprised him most was the intense and violent power surging from the depths of his Martial Soul —the awakening of his fire attribute.
His face was filled with undisguised excitement.
Just then,
A piece of clothing was thrown at him, landing squarely on his face.
" Brother Jian, put your clothes on first!"
Tang Feng's voice came from the side, with a hint of amusement in his tone.
Tang Jian was taken aback, pulled off the clothes covering his face, and looked down.
He was stunned.
He was completely naked at that moment, without a single piece of cloth on his body.
The clothes had long been burned to ashes by the violent flames five days ago.
Even worse!
He suddenly looked up and around.
fine.
Within the Sea God's Light, everyone else was cultivating on their respective steps and did not come down. At the foot of the mountain, only Tang Feng remained, guarding the area.
Tang Jian let out a long breath, hurriedly took the clothes, and quickly put them on.
Tang Feng watched his flustered state, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked slowly, "How are you feeling?"
Tang Jian finished dressing, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.
He raised his hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer fell into his palm as summoned.
The hammer, originally jet black, now had a layer of crimson lines. These lines, like blood vessels, covered the entire surface of the hammer, with faint shimmering light flowing within them. A scorching heat emanated from the hammerhead, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.
Even more astonishingly, when Tang Jian gripped the hammer handle, the crimson patterns on the hammer suddenly lit up, and a burst of intense flame erupted from the hammerhead, enveloping the entire hammer.
The flames weren't ordinary red; they were an almost transparent, incandescent white! That was the color of flames that had reached extremely high temperatures.
" The Soul Ring's age is about 75,000 years, and the Soul Power is at the peak of level 72. This inner core helped me increase my level by more than two. The weight of the Clear Sky Hammer has also exceeded 15,000 jin." Tang Jian said, his voice carrying a hint of unbelievable surprise.
He paused, then continued, "Furthermore, my fire attribute and poison resistance have been greatly improved, and my first six Soul Skill all have been imbued with fire attribute damage."
Just then, people started coming down the steps.
Sensing the change in Tang Jian's aura, they all withdrew from their cultivation and gathered around.
"What about Clear Sky True Body?" Tai Long couldn't help but ask.
Tang Jian said, " Clear Sky True Body, all attributes increased by 200%, fire attribute increased by 300%."
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone gasped in unison.
All attributes are increased by 200%, which was the standard for Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Avatar. But the fire attribute is increased by 300%!
What does this mean?
It's important to know that when Tang Feng absorbed the 100,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape Soul Ring, his Clear Sky True Body's power increased by 300%.
Tang Feng's lips curled slightly upward. "Simply put, this is a near- Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring disguised in black."
Tang Jian smiled.