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Deep within the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy, in a hidden chamber sealed by multiple layers of ninth-rank soul-guided barriers.
The air was filled with an odd fluctuation as dense yin qi and pure yang energy intertwined and collided, forming a chilling equilibrium.
Mo Hongchen stood at the edge of the chamber, his expression grave, his gaze fixed on the figure sitting cross-legged in the center—Yin Wansheng.
Before him floated a fist-sized crystal ball, emitting a hazy glow. Within it, a peculiar lifeform's shadow was sealed.
It was a miniature dragon, but unlike any ordinary one—it had two grotesque heads. One head was jet-black like polished jade, its scales oozing thick, tar-like yin qi, while two ghostly green flames burned in its eye sockets, exuding soul-freezing stillness—this was the Ghost Dragon head!
The other head was entirely different. Its scales shimmered with warm, golden-red hues, as if forged from molten gold, and its pupils blazed like miniature suns, radiating intense and pure yang energy—this was the Yang Python head!
The Yin-Yang Two-Headed Dragon spirit soul!
This creature had once been a water-attribute dragon that fell into a yin-infested abyss, transforming into a Ghost Dragon. Later, through an extraordinary twist of fate in a place saturated with yang energy, it developed the Yang Python head!
The perfect symbiosis of these two ultimate attributes made it nearly as rare and potent as true dragon bloodlines!
If not for Mo Hongchen's extensive connections within the federation and the War God Hall, coupled with the exchange of the Netherworld Ghost King Butterfly spirit soul and several priceless soul-guided artifacts, such a treasure would likely have been permanently sealed away, awaiting the emergence of a core talent worthy of wielding it.
The ghostly green flames beneath Yin Wansheng's hood watched the two-headed dragon in the crystal ball, his mental fluctuations betraying a faint trace of… reluctance.
"A dragon lineage spirit soul," his cold, rigid voice echoed in Mo Hongchen's mind, "will be suppressed by Tang Wulin."
Mo Hongchen understood. Tang Wulin's true dragon bloodline naturally suppressed dragon-type martial souls and spirit souls on a fundamental level. Even Long Chen's Holy Light Dragon martial soul was heavily restrained, so Yin Wansheng's concern was valid.
"This spirit soul embodies the harmony of yin and yang. It is a crucial step toward balancing your foundation and ascending to become the Yin-Yang Ghost Emperor. Its value far surpasses that of top-tier single-attribute spirit souls."
Mo Hongchen explained gravely, his tone authoritative and unyielding. "As for the suppression of dragon lineages… the essence of power is what truly matters. Once you harmonize yin and yang and begin to form the Ghost Emperor body, the characteristics of the dragon lineage may be transformed or transcended. Moreover…"
He paused, his words carrying deep meaning. "Your martial soul can be considered a spiritual-system martial soul. How could it truly be bound by the constraints of mere bloodline suppression?"
Yin Wansheng fell silent for a moment. Mo Hongchen's words struck a chord. He sought the elevation of power's essence, not merely the form brought by the dragon lineage spirit soul.
Besides, with Gu La's presence, should he find the dragon lineage unsuitable, they could use "Ancient Memory" to deduce a return to ancestral bloodlines, replacing it with a form less vulnerable to suppression.
The combat boost provided by the spirit soul mattered little to him compared to its role as a catalyst to harmonize yin and yang.
"Agreed." Yin Wansheng finally responded, his icy voice devoid of hesitation.
Mo Hongchen said no more. With a flick of his finger, a precise burst of soul power shattered the crystal ball's seal.
Roar—!
Sssss—!
Simultaneously, the dual roars of yin and yang, deathly stillness and fiery intensity, erupted! The Ghost Dragon head spat out viscous black yin qi mist, while the Yang Python head released dazzling golden-red flames! The two opposing forces instantly filled the chamber, colliding and annihilating each other with sizzling explosions!
Yin Wansheng's wide cloak fluttered without wind, as dense gray-black yin qi surged out like a breached dam.
Behind him, the apparition of the Yin Ghost King materialized automatically, holding chains and shackles, roaring silently, as if provoked. His martial soul instinctively resisted the approach of the pure yang energy.
"Prepare for fusion." Mo Hongchen barked, having anticipated this. With a wave of his hand, countless jade boxes stacked in the corner of the chamber opened simultaneously! A kaleidoscope of radiant light illuminated the room!
There was "Crimson Yang Crystal Marrow," mined from the depths of volcanic magma, imbued with pure fire-yang energy; "Mystic Yin Jade Paste," grown at the bottom of frigid yin pools, condensing millenniums of yin qi; "Two-Element Flowers" and "Yin-Yang Fish Bone Powder," capable of subtly harmonizing yin and yang;
Even a few pieces of "Primordial Chaos Stone," imbued with faint traces of chaos energy, though of mediocre quality… These treasures were not top-tier individually, but their sheer variety and abundance compensated for it.
All were resources related to yin and yang that Mo Hongchen had gathered through the academy's efforts in a short time!
Without hesitation, Yin Wansheng unleashed the full extent of his Ghost King domain, suppressing the primal instincts of the two-headed dragon spirit soul. At the same time, he opened his mouth, sucking in the treasures like a whale devouring the ocean! Countless glowing objects were forcibly absorbed into his body!
Boom—!
Unimaginable agony instantly engulfed every inch of Yin Wansheng's soul and body!
On the left, the Ghost Dragon head infused him with the purest essence of Ninefold Underworld Qi. It flooded his body, attempting to assimilate everything and strengthen his Yin Ghost King origin. While this should have been nourishing, the overwhelming volume felt like icy steel needles piercing his meridians.
On the right, the Yang Python head unleashed solar-fire-like yang energy.
To Yin Wansheng, whose body had been tempered into a zombie-like state by yin qi, this force was akin to the most potent poison. Every fiber of his flesh and yin qi soul power seemed to encounter its natural predator, emitting a sizzling burn.
It was as if he were being ignited and purified from the inside out. The rejection and pain stemming from his life essence surpassed even the agony of being flayed alive!
Even worse, these two opposing forces clashed, collided, and annihilated each other within his body.
His meridians were like riverbeds repeatedly torn apart by two torrents, on the verge of collapse! His bones groaned under the strain, and his ash-gray skin alternately bulged with icy black lumps and glowed with scorching red light, as if he might explode at any moment!
"Ugh… Ah—!"
Despite Yin Wansheng's willpower being as steadfast as a rock, he couldn't suppress a distorted, metallic scream of agony.
His body trembled violently, his cloak long since reduced to ashes by the energy surge, revealing a body etched with eerie ash-gray patterns, now writhing and distorting under the extremes of ice and fire.
The hood slid off, exposing a pale, handsome face contorted with pain, his ghostly green pupils sometimes unfocused, sometimes blazing with terrifying ferocity!
Within the chamber, energy raged like a stormy sea. Yin and yang energies tore through Yin Wansheng's meridians and flesh like two ancient, ferocious dragons.
His zombie-like body became the most brutal battlefield, his ash-gray skin twisting and warping between extreme cold and burning heat. His bones groaned under the strain, and every instance of energy annihilation felt like his soul was being ripped apart. Even his cold, resilient will teetered on the brink of collapse.
Beads of cold sweat dripped from Mo Hongchen's forehead as he mechanically directed countless yin-yang treasures into Yin Wansheng's body with precision.
Crimson Yang Crystal Marrow, Mystic Yin Jade Paste, Two-Instrument Flowers… These treasures, which could spark battles among Soul Emperors and Soul Sages in the outside world, were now consumed like cheap firewood, thrown recklessly into the melting pot of yin-yang conflict, all to maintain the fragile balance that could shatter at any moment.
Watching the treasures deplete at a visible rate, even Mo Hongchen, with his vast wealth, couldn't help but feel a sharp pang of heartache. This expenditure could have nurtured several Soul Douluos!
Just as Yin Wansheng felt his consciousness about to be overwhelmed by endless agony and his rampant energy on the verge of exploding—
Far away, Gu La sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, surrounded by a chaotic, hazy aura, as if standing at the source of the river of time.
Through his connection with his avatar, his consciousness crossed infinite space, precisely anchoring onto Yin Wansheng's soul core, which was nearing its limits.
"Ancient Memory… Trace the origin!"
Gu La mentally roared. Deep within his consciousness, the strange rune bearing imprints of endless time suddenly erupted with blinding brilliance.
A torrent of vast, cosmic information flooded into his core of deduction!
Billions of possibilities regarding the Yin Ghost King martial soul's bloodline, minute paths for yin-yang energy fusion, and methods to guide the primal essence of the raging two-headed dragon spirit soul… all were furiously deduced, collided, and filtered within his superhuman intellect!
Countless failed paths were instantly discarded, and countless tiny energy nodes were redefined.
Gu La acted like the most skilled surgeon and energy architect, carving out and stabilizing the most optimized path of fusion amidst the chaotic energy storm within Yin Wansheng's body!
This path did not rely on brute suppression but instead tapped into the deeply buried potential of the Yin Ghost King bloodline—a minuscule capacity for "accommodation" and "transformation" buried beneath the extreme yin qi!
"Now! Introduce yang into yin, let yin reach its peak and transform!" Gu La's will, like a divine decree of creation, directly imprinted itself onto the depths of Yin Wansheng's soul.
On the verge of collapse, Yin Wansheng jolted awake. A cold, vast, supremely wise will instantly took control of his chaotic senses.
Almost instinctively, guided by that will, he ceased his futile attempt to suppress the yang energy. Instead, he directed the purest, most violent thread of Yang Python essence within him, piercing it like a sharp spike into the core imprint of his Yin Ghost King martial soul!
Hiss—!
It was as if a red-hot iron had branded into black ice. Yin Wansheng let out an inhuman, ear-piercing wail. His entire soul felt ignited! But at the edge of this ultimate agony and destruction, a miracle occurred.
The core imprint of the Yin Ghost King did not shatter.
Under the precise millisecond-level deduction of Gu La's "Ancient Memory" and the relentless nurturing of external yin-yang treasures, the "Extreme Yin Barrier"—tempered countless times by extreme yin qi and hardened to an unimaginable degree—was forcefully cracked open by the yang energy, creating a barely perceptible gap!
Buzz—!
An unprecedented, strange fluctuation erupted from Yin Wansheng's body! It was no longer purely cold and still, nor a chaotic clash of yin and yang! It was… inclusion! The concept of rotation!
Behind him, the originally pitch-black, grotesque, purely still apparition of the Yin Ghost King underwent a dramatic transformation.
The edges of its tattered black robe were tinged with an extremely faint yet unmistakably present layer of warm, golden-red patterns.
On the Ghost King's blurry face, deep within an empty eye socket, a faint yet incredibly resilient golden light emerged, like the first star lit in darkness, stubbornly shining!
Though extremely faint and far from matching the overwhelming yin qi, this trace of "yang" was like the first ray of light in the primordial chaos—real and undeniable!
"Yin-Yang… Ghost King!" Mo Hongchen gasped, his heart pounding, his eyes blazing with incredulous joy! He saw it! He truly witnessed the theoretical first step from death to life!
The Yin Ghost King martial soul, after fusing with the Yin-Yang Two-Headed Dragon spirit soul and countless treasures, guided unknowingly by Gu La's miraculous remote intervention, had broken through the shackles of pure yin, birthing a trace of pure yang essence! From "Yin Ghost King," it had evolved into the "Yin-Yang Ghost King"!
Though only a trace, and though the yang attribute was pitifully weak, this meant the direction was correct! The path was clear!
All the resources and effort Mo Hongchen had poured in were now transformed into unparalleled excitement in this moment!
The earlier heartache over the cost was forgotten, replaced by immense, indescribable satisfaction—he had bet correctly! He had witnessed the birth of a legendary martial soul that existed only in theory!
At the same time, the raging two-headed dragon spirit soul, drawn by this newly born essence of yin-yang rotation, relinquished its final resistance. Its massive energy flowed smoothly and completely into Yin Wansheng's martial soul and soul rings, like rivers returning to the sea.
Boom!
The fifth soul ring solidified completely! On the profound black soul ring, a faint, almost imperceptible dark golden glow flowed subtly!
The agony coursing through Yin Wansheng's body receded like a tide, replaced by an unprecedented sense of rebirth and newfound strength!
He slowly opened his eyes. The ghostly green flames in his left eye remained, but deep within his right eye, a profound golden light now burned. With a thought, a sphere of chaotic energy appeared in his palm, yin and yang swirling effortlessly. His fifth soul skill, "Yin-Yang Reversal," was now ten times smoother to control than before!
More importantly, a deep premonition from his bloodline, as clear as an imprint, was etched into his soul:
The Yin-Yang Ghost King had been born, but this was only the beginning. The newly coexisting yin and yang energies within him, though distinct, ran parallel, unable to truly merge and rotate, sustaining life endlessly.
Only upon breaking through to higher realms—with supreme willpower and opportunity—could these two opposing yet co-originating essences of yin and yang be forcibly compressed, condensed, and fused… forming the legendary—Yin-Yang Soul Core!
When that happened, yin and yang would rotate endlessly, the Ghost King would ascend to Emperor, reigning supreme over the underworld! That would be true transcendence! That would be the ultimate form Yin Wansheng pursued!
Mo Hongchen gazed at Yin Wansheng, whose aura had stabilized completely, his body enveloped in a strange fluctuation of life and death, his eyes as deep as an abyss. Sensing the faint yet real presence of pure yang energy within him, the ecstatic joy on his face gradually settled into a profound, indescribable awe and anticipation.
He exhaled deeply, looking at the mountain of residual treasures on the ground. Far from feeling regret over the cost, he felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and grandeur.
"Worth it!" Mo Hongchen's voice carried a rasp of excitement. "The Yin-Yang Ghost King has been born… Only one final step remains to reach the legendary Ghost Emperor realm of the Holy Spirit Sect!"
He knew that what he now held was no longer just a promising genius but a budding legend that might reshape the continent's future!
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