The Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon, although a true dragon, was not large in size. From head to tail, it was only five meters long. It had two pairs of dragon wings—four in total—shaped like a bird's, covered in pale violet feathers. Its body was a pure violet color, resembling translucent crystal. Its head stood out, not only due to the two deep violet dragon horns but also because it barely resembled typical dragonkind.
At this moment, the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon was restrained by Elder Xuan. Its eyes were dull and lifeless, and its vitality was nearly extinguished.
"Ziyang, begin." Mu En smiled slightly.
"Understood." Zhu Ziyang nodded gently. The Stillness Fate Ending Scythe appeared in his hand. With a single slash of the sharp blade, the dragon's skull was cleaved open.
The Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon's body twitched briefly before going still. A glowing violet soul bone floated out from its skull. The soul bone looked like violet crystal—translucent and radiating rich brilliance. Without question, it was the head bone of the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon.
Immediately after the soul bone appeared, a core burst from the dragon's body—a crystal-clear violet dragon core that shimmered with nobility, shooting toward the sky like violet lightning. Elder Xuan reacted swiftly and caught it in his hand.
This was the dragon core of the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon—the essence of its entire existence.
Zhu Ziyang paid no attention to the dragon core in Elder Xuan's hand. His priority was to fuse with the head bone of the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon before absorbing its soul ring.
The head bone floated in front of him. Zhu Ziyang sat cross-legged on the ground, aligning his forehead with the soul bone. Then he closed his eyes and began channeling the Great Light Mantra to stir his soul power. Simultaneously, his spiritual sea roared into motion. Fusing with a head bone couldn't rely on soul power alone—it required spirit power as well for a seamless integration.
His spiritual power transformed into countless invisible threads, wrapping around the soul bone. At that moment, the head bone released a wave of pressure. Vast spiritual energy surged forth, nearly taking on solid form. Zhu Ziyang seized the opportunity and forcibly drew the soul bone into his head, intertwining the two streams of spirit power.
His soul power became like a furnace, encasing the head bone. With the support of his spirit power, he began refining and subduing the lingering soul power and spiritual essence of the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon.
Mu En and Elder Xuan observed with satisfaction written plainly across their faces.
"Elder Mu, that went smoothly. It looks like Ziyang is highly compatible with the dragon's head bone," Elder Xuan said.
"Heh, this is just the appetizer," Mu En replied calmly.
The dragon's Spiritual Energy was gentle, like sunlight in early spring. For Zhu Ziyang, absorbing and fusing with it was relatively easy. As he gradually assimilated its calm and soft aura, his own spirit power steadily climbed.
As a true dragon with a spiritual attribute, the Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon's mental strength was on the verge of transcending into the formless realm. Had it not been targeted by Zhu Ziyang, it might well have broken through to the beast god level. Unfortunately, its destiny was to empower another, and that fortune fell to Zhu Ziyang.
Time ticked by. Zhu Ziyang's spirit power underwent rounds of compression and expansion, again and again. By the time the day passed and moonlight bathed the earth, he suddenly opened his eyes. All the momentum vanished at once. His pupils glowed gold and silver before gradually dimming.
There was no time to savor the spiritual advancements from the hundred-thousand-year head bone, nor to inspect its two attached soul skills. A violet crystal-like dragon core had landed in his hand.
"With the head bone supporting you, absorbing the dragon core and fusing the soul ring will be much easier," Mu En's timely voice echoed in his ears. "After the fusion, you can begin forming your first soul core. Ziyang, remember—this process requires you to remain calm and absolutely clear-headed."
"Remember: strike while the iron is hot. If the first attempt at forming a soul core fails, the chances of trying again are slim."
"So, unless absolutely necessary, never give up. With Elder Xuan and me protecting you, we will ensure your safety."
"Mm!" Zhu Ziyang nodded seriously, then focused on the dragon core in his palm and began absorbing it.
His righteous, pure soul power enveloped the dragon core. Instantly, powerful soul force burst from within the core in resistance. That was the last lingering will of the dragon—its final breath of resistance. But Zhu Ziyang offered no mercy. His overwhelming ultimate light soul power, infused with judgment, crushed all resistance in an instant.
The dragon core fell silent. Now completely submissive, it was devoured without hesitation. The true dragon's lifetime of cultivation was overwhelming. As its immense energy flooded into Zhu Ziyang, even the surrounding air felt heavier.
The Stillness Fate Ending Scythe appeared in front of him. Behind Zhu Ziyang, five soul rings shone—one yellow, two purple, and two black. Then, a blood-red ring quietly emerged beside the fifth, growing more vivid with every pulse of the existing soul rings.
The Illusory Sky Violet Spirit Dragon's core had been fully consumed. In its place, a crimson, hundred-thousand-year soul ring shimmered beside the others.
Zhu Ziyang continued absorbing the dragon's power. With every pulse of the soul ring, torrents of energy surged into him. This went on for three to four hours, until the moon faded and the sun rose in the sky.
Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, red—six soul rings gleamed behind Zhu Ziyang, radiating a terrifying aura that sent shivers down the spine.
He had succeeded in fusing his sixth soul ring, but Mu En and Elder Xuan did not relax. In fact, their expressions grew even more solemn—because now came the truly crucial part.
Though his eyes remained shut, Zhu Ziyang had entered a profound state of enlightenment. He could sense everything around him without looking. With this clarity, he took the next step.
The Stillness Fate Ending Scythe vanished. He raised his hands, palms up. Pure white soul power emerged—cleansed of all elemental and bloodline traits, approaching the essence of heaven and earth energy. It gathered quickly, spinning into two small whirlpools in his palms, then merged into a single, massive vortex.
Centered around him, the energy of heaven and earth surged like mad sheep, wildly rushing into the vortex. In the sky above, thick clouds of energy formed, raining down into his body.
His soul power spun faster and faster, compressing together until it became sticky, then solidified into a tangible, solid form.
As soon as this solid soul power appeared, the surrounding energy of heaven and earth went berserk. Elder Xuan and Mu En immediately acted, using their Super Douluo-level auras to stabilize the area.
Meanwhile, in Zhu Ziyang's spiritual sea, his ready spirit power surged forward, fusing with the solidified soul power and dragging it toward his upper dantian. Under the relentless grinding of the vortex, spirit and soul power melded into a new energy—one that began forming a rough, rhombus-shaped crystal. It slowly linked with his internal soul power circuit.
But this wasn't enough. Two more forces emerged—one gold, one silver. They surged into the crystal from opposite directions. These were the powers of fate.
With their support, the final moment of soul core formation arrived.
The cloud-like heaven and earth energy above funneled into Zhu Ziyang's temples, glabella, and crown, merging into the nearly completed core. The soul core began to spin, connecting to his internal pathways. Under the combined tempering of world energy, the forces of fate, and his vast spiritual power, the once-rough core was polished into perfection.
The external world returned to calm. Elder Xuan looked at the now-stable surroundings and then at Zhu Ziyang, whose face showed no sign of disturbance. A joyful smile formed on his lips.
"Elder Mu, did he succeed?"
"Mm! He succeeded." Mu En's face flushed with excitement, his aged eyes sparkling as he nodded. He was doing his best to suppress the intense emotions rising in his chest.
(End of Chapter)
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