Douluo Continent: The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the God of Judgment

The two cleared a space amidst the mess, just big enough for them to sit down and stand.

The previous tension completely dissipated after Yun Yi's half-truthful "confession of his past," replaced by a subtle sense of shared misfortune and mutual understanding.

Wang Dong sat on the chair with one leg broken, his hands supporting his chin, his emotions completely calmed down.

"Let me formally introduce myself. I am Wang Dong, a powerful attack-type Soul Master, a level 24 Great Soul Master." Wang Dong raised his chin, announcing his proud level, his eyes gleaming with the pride of a genius.

Reaching the Great Soul Master level at this age is considered exceptionally talented anywhere.

She looked at Yun Yi with anticipation, hoping to glean some information from her unfathomable roommate.

Yun Yi leaned against the cracked wall, one leg slightly bent, and said casually, "Yun Yi, level 48, Soul Master."

Wang Dong remained in the position of resting his chin on his hand, his whole body frozen like a statue.

Her beautiful, large, pinkish-blue eyes widened instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply.

"Level 4...48? Soul Master?!"

Several seconds passed before Wang Dong suddenly stood up, his voice distorted by shock, even carrying a sharp, cracked tone.

She pointed at Yun Yi, her fingertips trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Everyone is clearly eleven or twelve years old. I was already praised as a peerless genius by my second uncle when I was at level twenty-four, but this guy in front of me is already close to level fifty!

This is a leap across two major realms; this is not genius, this is a prehistoric monster that defies common sense!

No wonder I lost so badly in the previous exchange.

His martial spirit was suppressed with one hand, and his hand-to-hand combat was like that of a three-year-old child.

I can't believe I got the nerve to challenge a Soul Master to a duel. I'm so stupid I could cry.

Then, a huge sense of frustration overwhelmed Wang Dong.

She slumped back into her chair, furiously scrunching her light blue hair with both hands, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

During her time at the Haotian Sect, the doting love and boundless praise from her elders gradually caused her to lose herself.

Aside from finding all sorts of ways to have fun every day, he puts very little thought into cultivation.

She always thought that her exceptional talent would allow her to stand out from her peers, but reality gave her a harsh slap in the face today.

If he had been more restrained in his playful nature and focused all his time on cultivation, even if he couldn't catch up with a superhuman like Yun Yi, at least he wouldn't have been unable to withstand a single move from him today and would have been beaten so badly.

After much painful reflection, Wang Dong gritted his teeth and vowed in his heart that he would never waste his time again and would work hard to cultivate himself so that he could regain the face he had lost today.

After mentally preparing himself, Wang Dong raised his head again, staring at Yun Yi with a face full of curiosity.

"What kind of martial soul do you have? When I released the Goddess of Light Butterfly just now, it was actually afraid. The Goddess of Light Butterfly is a top-tier martial soul; I have never encountered anything that could make it feel fear."

Yun Yi did not hide anything and slowly raised his left hand.

A crimson-gold light gathered in his palm, and the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose.

A longbow, entirely made of pure gold and with an ancient and majestic design, has been formed.

The moment the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow appeared, the entire room was bathed in a crimson gold light.

It was a domineering force that transcended all living beings, carrying a sacred pressure that purified all things and burned away nothingness.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

Wang Dong couldn't even mobilize her soul power before the clothes on her back were forcibly stretched open.

Blue-gold light burst forth uncontrollably, and the magnificent wings of the Goddess of Light butterfly forcibly appeared.

However, these once noble and proud, exquisitely beautiful wings dared not fully unfold at this moment.

The light at the edges of the wings dimmed and receded, and the entire martial spirit, carrying Wang Dong's body, tilted forward, its wings drooping, presenting a humble posture of submission.

Just like a subject paying homage to an emperor, before the magnificent power of the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the Goddess of Light Butterfly couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Seeing this, a glint flashed in Yun Yi's eyes.

The Goddess of Light Butterfly? A pure light-attribute martial soul.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Since they share the same origin and each possesses an ultimate light and divine seal of light that far surpasses the ordinary, will there be some kind of resonance between them?

Yun Yi acted decisively, put away the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, stepped in front of Wang Dong, and grabbed her slender wrist.

Wang Dong exclaimed in surprise and was about to struggle when he felt a pure and vast light-attribute soul power being transmitted from Yun Yi's palm.

This ultimate light of soul power traveled straight through the meridians in Wang Dong's wrist and instantly surged into his meridians.

A miraculous reaction occurred.

The blue-gold soul power that was originally trembling within Wang Dong's body, after coming into contact with this ultimate light, was like parched land receiving rain, instantly bursting with astonishing vitality.

The two soul powers did not repel each other; they intertwined perfectly, blending together to form a new, more solid and profound fused soul power.

This fused power surged and circulated through their meridians, rapidly widening them and nourishing their physical bodies and martial spirits.

Yun Yi's eyelids twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This familiar plot and perfect fit are exactly the same as the "Haodong Power" of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong in the original work.

Could it be that because I snatched the roommate that Tang San was originally going to assign to Huo Yuhao, this fusion power now has to be renamed "Yun Dong Power"?

Just as he was secretly complaining, Wang Dong also clearly felt the huge boost brought about by this fused soul power.

Her eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and her cheeks flushed red with excitement.

"This...this is the fusion of soul power resulting from the synergy of martial souls! Our soul power complements each other perfectly!"

Wang Dong gripped Yun Yi's hand tightly, his voice trembling with excitement.

"We'll definitely be able to cultivate an incredibly powerful Martial Soul Fusion Technique in the future! How about we call this new fused soul power 'Yun Dong Power'?"

Hearing the name that perfectly matched his prediction, Yun Yi nodded helplessly, acknowledging the nickname.

After the initial excitement, the two closed their eyes in unison, guiding the newly generated "Yun Dong Power" to circulate within their bodies, each exploring the mysteries of this power.

Yun Yi's mind sank into the sea of ​​spirit, mobilizing the six-pointed star divine seal that floated in the dome, carefully analyzing the underlying logic of this soul power fusion.

At first, he did suspect that this was another trick by Tang San in the God Realm, trying to create an inseparable bond between himself and Wang Dong through this forced binding.

But after a thorough and meticulous investigation, Yun Yi finally felt relieved.

This fusion has nothing to do with Tang San.

This is pure hierarchical suppression and attribute assimilation.

Although Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly is a top-tier martial soul, its light attribute essence still belongs to the realm of mortals.

Yun Yi's Sun-Shooting Bow contains the ultimate light, and his spiritual sea bears the divine imprint of the Goddess of Light.

When the ultimate light entered Wang Dong's body, it did not try to match or complement Wang Dong's soul power. Instead, it adopted a domineering and supreme attitude, directly assimilating and forcibly molding it into this fused soul power.

In other words, if Yun Yi had injected the ultimate fire or ultimate ice soul power, this fusion would never have happened; it would have only burned or frozen Wang Dong's meridians on the spot.

What pleased Yun Yi even more was that he held absolute dominance and control in this fusion.

The core of the soul power circulation between the two was entirely in Yun Yi's hands.

He can manipulate this fusion power at will, and can even unilaterally sever the cycle.

Unless he agrees and releases the ultimate light as a trigger, Wang Dong could not use even a fraction of his fused soul power, even if he suffocated.

Having figured this out, Yun Yi was completely at ease.

It's not a shackle that controls you, but a portable power bank that doubles as a henchman.

He reluctantly accepted the generous gift from Tang San.

After clearing his mind, Yun Yi slowly opened his eyes.

Wang Dong, who was standing in front of him, had just finished comprehending this fused soul power.

Her large, pinkish-blue eyes were filled with excitement; she had clearly already understood, through her earlier investigation, just how powerful and extraordinary the "Yun Dong Power" was.