Douluo Dalu: Ice Snake Martial Spirit, Infinite Evolution

Chapter 60 Fusion of Living Gold
"Teacher, you misunderstood!"

"My point is, you certainly don't think highly of such a small piece of Soul Gold. I know a place with a piece of Soul Gold that's even bigger than the Soul Devouring Knife."

Dugu Han rubbed his hands and said, "You go get it back, and then we can split it in half."

"Good boy!"

"How dare you talk business with me!"

Old Mu smiled and stretched out his hand to control the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, hitting Dugu Han on the head.

"Hey... just don't do it!"

Dugu Han tried to dodge quickly, but his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all. He could only watch as the Soul-Devouring Knife hit his head.

Then Old Mu smiled and released his control over Dugu Han.

Dugu Han rubbed his head and looked at Mu Lao speechlessly: "Just tell me whether you want it or not. If you don't want it, I will go get it myself when I am strong enough!"

"Where is it?" asked Mr. Mu curiously.

"Xuanming Sect!"

Dugu Han smiled and said, "Do you still remember that I once bought the Xuanwu Divine Pill from the Xuanming Sect?"

"Your senior brother mentioned it to me."

"Yes, that was when I bought the Xuanwu Divine Pill. I used the information of the 100,000-year-old golden tortoise to buy it."

Dugu Han explained, "That 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle degenerated from a 100,000-year cultivation level to a 30,000-year level in a short period of time. This was because it swallowed a large piece of Life Gold, and its own vitality was absorbed by the Life Gold."

"So the piece of gold of life is now in the Xuanming Sect?" Old Mu asked after thinking for a while.

"It's very likely in Xuanming Sect!"

Dugu Han thought for a moment and said, "Because even if they plan to leave the spirit ring and spirit bone of the 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle for the next sect leader to use, they will still find a way to get the 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle back to their own sect."

"teacher!"

"I feel that although the Gold of Life is a treasure, if it falls into the hands of someone who doesn't know how to use it, it will be like that 100,000-year-old golden tortoise. It will be a disaster. It would be better for you to take it!"

Dugu Han smiled again and said, "When we get it back, we can split it in half. What do you think?"

"I don't think so?"

Elder Mu asked with great interest, "I was the one who went to get the things. If the Xuanming Sect didn't give them to me, I would have had to beat them up. I wasted so much time and effort going back and forth, and now you want to split it in half just by talking. Do you think that's appropriate?"

"No... You're old, it's fun to tease me here!"

Dugu Han was completely speechless!

So much time was wasted and so much effort was put in!
As an Extreme Douluo, it would take you less than a whole day to go to Xuanming Sect and back!
Moreover, if the Xuanming Sect had the courage, would they dare to stop an Extreme Douluo?

"Look at you, you can't stand being teased!"

Mu Lao shook his head in amusement, then said seriously, "Are you sure that the Xuanming Sect really has the Gold of Life? My old body was almost broken after my last trip to the Far North, and I can't stand it again!"

"I can't be 100% sure!"

Dugu Han shook his head and said, "But what I can confirm is that the 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle swallowed a piece of living gold, which is why its cultivation level has regressed to 30,000 years."

"This is enough!"

Mu Lao nodded, then said, "I will hold a meeting at the Sea God Pavilion later to decide on the matter of going to the Xuanming Sect to obtain the Gold of Life."

"Now, I will help you completely integrate the external soul bone into your body. This way, even if others know you have it, they won't be able to remove it. It will also make it easier for me to integrate the Soul Devouring Carving Knife into your body and use its powerful vitality to nourish your body."

After saying that, Mu Lao pointed again, and a wooden door appeared.

This time the room was an empty room with nothing in it.

Old Mu took out a cushion and handed it to Dugu Han, asking him to go in.

Dugu Han took the cushion and walked in, sitting down in the middle of the room.

However, the next second, he felt an immense pressure coming towards him from all around the room.

Dugu Han only felt that the pressure was like a surging wave, pressing down on him one after another.

The pressure made his breathing stagnate, and his body instinctively wanted to resist the possession of the martial spirit.

"Keep calm and let nature take its course!"

At this time, Mu Lao's low voice sounded in Dugu Han's ears.

Upon hearing this, Dugu Han quickly suppressed his instinct to possess the spirit, bit his lower lip, endured the discomfort in his body, began to adjust his breathing, and relaxed himself.

But the huge pressure from all sides, like waves, kept coming at him, making it impossible for him to relax.

Not long!
Dugu Han forcibly faced the pressure that kept coming from all directions. His breathing began to become increasingly rapid, and his chest began to rise and fall violently. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, soaking the ground in front of him.

Although he tried his best to stay calm, the pressure that followed him like a shadow still made his consciousness begin to blur. His legs trembled uncontrollably and his muscles were tense to the extreme.

Dugu Han's instinct to possess the martial spirit became more and more impulsive.

But Mu Lao's warning lingered in his ears, forcing him to suppress his desire to use his martial spirit to resist the pressure coming from all directions.

But as time went on, the pressure coming from all directions became more and more intense, as if it was going to crush every inch of his bones.

Just when Dugu Han was about to collapse.

Suddenly, a warm current surged from his body, followed by a sharp pain from the spine behind him.

The increasing pressure from all directions, coupled with the severe pain in his back spine, made Dugu Han unable to bear it any longer and let out a painful roar.

At this moment, a dazzling ice-blue light suddenly appeared on the spine behind Dugu Han.

Then, there was a sound of clothes breaking into pieces with a 'crack'.

Then two ice-blue, crystal-clear wings appeared, breaking out of Dugu Han's body without his control.

The wings of the Ice Emperor quickly spread out, and crystal clear ice crystals condensed on the edges of the wings, reflecting a cold light.

And the moment the Ice Emperor's wings appeared, the severe pain in Dugu Han's back disappeared instantly.

The pressure that kept coming from all directions in the room disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Dugu Han sat on the ground and rested for a long time before he recovered.

Then he felt that his Ice Emperor Wings had changed.

It's not a change in appearance, but a change in the inside.

Dugu Han could now clearly feel every feather blade of the Ice Emperor's wings, as if they were connected to his nerves. He only needed a thought to accurately control each feather blade.

It was as if the Ice Emperor's Wings were something he was born with, a part of his body that he could move like his fingers.

Then Dugu Han tried to mobilize his soul power, and the Ice Emperor's wings trembled slightly. The cold air emitted was no longer dissipated irregularly, but was able to condense into various shapes in various places according to his wishes.

"how do you feel!"

At this time, Mr. Mu walked in with the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife and asked.

Dugu Han smiled and said, "It has completely merged. I now feel like the Ice Emperor's Wings are a part of my body, and I can control them as easily as if they were my arms."

"That's good!"

Elder Mu smiled upon hearing this, then picked up the Soul Devouring Carving Knife and said, "Now I will help you fuse the Soul Devouring Carving Knife into your external soul bone. It may be a little painful, so bear with it."

"it is good!"

Dugu Han tore off his torn shirt, revealing the connection between the Ice Emperor's wings and his spine, and then quickly sat cross-legged.

When Mr. Mu saw that Dugu Han was ready, a serious look appeared in his eyes.

Even though he was an Extreme Douluo, he had never heard of or seen anything like the Gold of Life before Dugu Han told him.

So over the past three months, he has been constantly studying the spiritual gold, and the conclusion he finally came to was the same as when Dugu Han talked about the 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle.

If you're not careful, it will suck the life force out of the host.

Therefore, even if he is an Extreme Douluo, he must concentrate fully on the process of injecting the Financing of Life into Dugu Han's external soul bone.

After taking a deep breath, Mr. Mu let go of the Soul-Devouring Knife in his hand.

The Soul Devouring Carving Knife floated in the air, the blade trembling slightly and making a subtle humming sound.

Then Old Mu snapped his fingers, and a powerful yet gentle soul power wrapped around the carving knife, carefully approaching the connection between the Ice Emperor's wings and Dugu Han's spine.

Afterwards, the Soul-Devouring Knife was attached and slowly embedded into the connection between the Ice Emperor's wings and Dugu Han's spine, making a "sizzling" sound, as if two pieces of metal of different textures were rubbing against each other.

When Dugu Han's Soul Devouring Carving Knife penetrated into the connection between his spine and the Ice Emperor's Wings, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his spine.

It was as if tens of millions of steel needles were piercing him at the same time, and cold sweat instantly soaked his forehead.

Dugu Han clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. He clenched his teeth and forced himself not to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Mr. Mu's concentration.

As the Soul-Devouring Knife continued to penetrate deeper, the ice-blue light of the Ice Emperor's wings and the emerald green light of the Soul-Devouring Knife, which was full of life, intertwined together, forming a strange light and shadow.

Old Mu was concentrating on controlling the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, ensuring that every bit of power was just right, for fear that it would cause any additional impact on his disciple.

Soon the Soul-Devouring Knife was completely embedded in it.

At this time, Mu Lao also used his own ultimate Douluo spiritual power to forcibly control the fusion of the Soul Devouring Carving Knife and the Ice Emperor's Wings.

(End of this chapter)