Beside the Yin-Yang Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Lin Yan's figure was enveloped in an overflowing halo of red and white energy, like a giant cocoon. Time passed quietly, and only the babbling of the spring water and the buzzing of the flowing energy could be heard in the valley.
One day, two days... seven days passed.
The huge cocoon of energy light suddenly fluctuated violently, and the red and white colors on the surface were no longer distinct, but began to slowly blend and rotate, eventually forming a stable Tai Chi pattern-like vortex, frantically absorbing the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, as well as the power of extreme cold and heat emanating from the eyes of the ice and fire eyes.
Inside the cocoon of light, Lin Yan's body was undergoing its final transformation.
When the " Supreme Purity Breathing Technique " was activated to its limit, the originally extremely violent ice and fire energy had completely tamed, like refined steel that had been repeatedly forged and finally perfectly integrated into his limbs, bones, meridians, and even every cell. His body seemed to have transformed into a furnace, where ice and fire intertwined, forging an immortal foundation.
"Click..."
It was as if a barrier was being broken, a sound emanating from within him. It wasn't a breakthrough in Soul Power Level, but rather the forceful breaking of some kind of shackle on his life level! At this moment, his physical strength reached a completely new level! His skin was as smooth as jade, with a faint radiance flowing through it; his muscle fibers were as tightly Entanglement as a dragon or python; his bones were as crystalline as gold and stone; and his internal organs were enveloped in a faint red and blue halo, brimming with boundless vitality.
Originally, the Soul Power, which had stagnated at the peak of level 30 due to the lack of Soul Ring, naturally broke through the invisible limitations under the impetus of this vast energy. Although no Soul Ring appeared, its quantity and quality had already surpassed the scope of an ordinary Soul Elder, and even approached the level of Soul Ancestor! This was just the accumulation of pure Soul Power; once Soul Ring was obtained, a huge explosion was bound to occur.
His released Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul also underwent a significant change. The original seven-colored iridescent colors of the grass leaves were now more pronounced, with the red and blue colors becoming more prominent, presenting a deep blue-purple feel. The edges of the leaves were outlined with fine golden-red patterns, while the veins flowed with an icy blue luster.
The entire plant appears taller and more upright, not like a blade of grass, but rather a young sapling, exuding a vibrant life force.
Moreover, Lin Yan could sense that the Blue Silver Grass now possessed the characteristics of being impervious to water and fire and immune to all poisons. At this moment, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was finally showing some of the rudiments of a top-tier Martial Soul.
On the morning of the eighth day, the cocoon of light enveloping Lin Yan suddenly contracted, drawing him into his body like a whale sucking in water. His tightly closed eyes snapped open, a flicker of icy blue flame seemingly leaping deep within his left pupil, while a golden-red cold star twinkled in his right eye, before disappearing and returning to clarity.
He exhaled a long breath.
"Success..." Lin Yan felt the surging Soul Power within his body, as pure as mercury, and his incredibly strong physique, and a surge of pride welled up in his heart.
At this moment, he felt his whole body was filled with inexhaustible power, as if he could shatter mountains with a single punch and crack the earth with a single stomp!
Of course, this is an illusion caused by a sudden surge in power.
Lin Yan stepped out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, then tried to stretch his muscles and bones. His joints crackled and popped like thunder. He casually threw a punch, which created a sonic boom and a surging shockwave.
"Good! With my current physical strength, let alone a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, I might not be unable to give it a try, even one with an even higher age!" Lin Yan's confidence increased greatly.
He looked at his reflection in the water; his face seemed even more handsome, his eyes even more profound, and his demeanor even more calm and reserved, yet with a hidden sharpness.
Without further delay, he took out a jade-green, scale-like token left to him by Dugu Bo from his Storage Soul Tool and infused it with his Soul Power.
The token warmed slightly, and an invisible wave traveled into the distance.
In less than half a day, a beam of emerald light shot into the valley like lightning, revealing the figure of Dugu Bo. He sensed the completely different aura emanating from Lin Yan, and was first slightly taken aback, then his face showed a look of shock.
" Yan'er, you... you succeeded?!" Dugu Bo looked Lin Yan up and down. With his Titled Douluo's eyesight, he could naturally see that Lin Yan's blood and energy were now far more vigorous and his physique stronger than it had been half a month ago. The aura that was faintly emanating from him even made him feel a little scared. This was not just a simple increase in Soul Power; it was a leap in the essence of life!
"I have not failed you, Master. I have successfully absorbed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot." Lin Yan nodded with a smile.
"Excellent! Excellent!" Dugu Bo clapped his hands and laughed, his eyes filled with amazement and satisfaction. "Such a foundation is unprecedented! It seems that absorbing the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring no longer poses a threat to you! Without further ado, let's set off to find the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass!"
"Yes, teacher!"
The master and disciple said no more, their figures flashed, they left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, transformed into two streams of light, and disappeared into the depths of the Sunset Forest.
With Dugu Bo leading the way, Lin Yan pushed the " Supreme Purity Breathing Technique " to its limit, his movements as light as the wind, and he was able to keep up with it.
This made Dugu Bo secretly marvel once again. Although he did not use his full speed as Titled Douluo, it was still not something an ordinary Soul Elder could catch up with.
With this in mind, Dugu Bo sped up a bit more, partly wanting to see Lin Yan's limits.
As a result, when Dugu Bo used half of his speed, Lin Yan gradually couldn't keep up, and Dugu Bo stopped to maintain a speed suitable for Lin Yan.
After traversing the dense, primeval forest for about two hours and crossing several treacherous mountain ridges, Dugu Bo finally stopped in front of a valley with jagged rocks and an exceptionally rich spiritual energy.
"This is it." Dugu Bo's expression was slightly solemn. "Years ago, when I passed by this place, I was startled by a sharp sword aura. Upon further investigation, I discovered it was this Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. This thing has extremely high spirituality and is extremely aggressive. You must not be careless."
Lin Yan gazed intently and saw a faint, sharp aura permeating the valley. In the center of the valley, on a relatively flat area, a strange plant stood proudly alone.
It grows to about three feet tall, with nine narrow leaves, each straight as a sword, bluish-gray in color, with edges shimmering with a metallic sheen. The grass moves without wind, and as it sways gently, invisible sword energy emanates from it, cutting through the surrounding air with a subtle hissing sound. Within a radius of several dozen meters around it, almost no other plants grow, and the ground is covered with crisscrossing, tiny sword marks.
The energy fluctuations emanating from this Nine-Leaf Sword Grass were a staggering 13,000 years old! That's two thousand years more than what Dugu Bo had seen before!