Chapter 232: Fusion with the Beast Bones, Zi Huo Transformation
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Amidst the dense mountain forest, a shadow streaked swiftly through.
The breeze lifted the black robe, revealing the handsome young face of Mo Yu, who had just escaped from Gao Lie's grasp and was fleeing with his newly acquired treasure.
Back when he chose his third Thunder Soul, Mo Yu specifically picked the Flash Void Breaking Thunder for its ability to teleport him through space in times of danger. Even if he encountered a powerful enemy he couldn't defeat, he could at least escape unscathed.
Though the Flash Void Breaking Thunder was only in its growth phase, because of the use of the Woeful Poison Thunder Bomb had released a toxic mist, significantly suppressing the spiritual sense of the Dou Wang level expert, allowing Mo Yu to make his escape with ease.
As for why he helped Huo Zong detoxify at the last moment, it was to further incite the irreconcilable conflict between the Raging Fire Sect and the Barbarian Beast Sect, ensuring that the Barbarian Beast Sect couldn't focus entirely on hunting him down.
Mo Yu had little faith that Huo Zong would feel gratitude, for few who had made a name for themselves in the chaotic Black-Corner Region could be considered honorable.
After an entire day and night of relentless fleeing, Mo Yu finally left Di Yan City far behind. At this point, Gao Lie would need extraordinary means to locate him, especially from hundreds of miles away.
On a steep cliff, a black figure emerged from the forest behind, landing steadily on a massive boulder at the edge. After a full day of escape, his black robe was slightly disheveled. He pulled down the hood of his cloak, revealing a refreshed and handsome face.
Standing on the cliff's edge, Mo Yu took a deep breath of the thin, misty air, fully dispelling the last traces of fatigue. Looking at the winding path below, he recalled the treasures he had gained, and a smile emerged on his lips.
A rare Seventh-Grade Pill, the Transformation Pill—he hadn't expected to encounter such a treasure only a couple of weeks after entering the Black-Corner Region. It was indeed a land of danger and opportunity.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu flipped his hand, and a jade box emitting a frosty mist appeared.
As he opened the box slightly, a sliver of red light escaped, accompanied by a faint beastly roar echoing from within.
"Without delay, let's give it to Zi Huo to consume," a raspy voice sounded within Mo Yu's mind.
"Right." Mo Yu nodded. Now that the Transformation Pill was in hand, the first task was for Zi Huo to consume it.
The transformation couldn't occur within the Beast Ring. While the Beast Ring contained a self-sustaining space, it lacked the true essence of nature, which would reduce the success rate of Zi Huo's transformation.
"During the transformation, I will also attempt to fuse the mysterious beast bones with Zi Huo. Amethyst Winged Lion King's bloodline, while strong, reaches its peak around the sixth rank unless there is some extraordinary opportunity for advancement."
"Although I'm unsure of the origin of those beast bones, they definitely belong to a powerful lion bloodline. You're fortunate; such remains are rare finds. Should Zi Huo successfully fuse with them, it will undergo a significant transformation."
Hearing this, Mo Yu was taken aback. He hadn't expected that She Lao had already considered such a plan. Indeed, having an elder like She Lao was invaluable.
"Thank you, She Lao. Since the Golden Beast Eyes are incompatible, let Zi Huo fuse with the mysterious beast bones instead."
Thinking of the seventh-rank beast bones that had been lying in his Beast Ring for so long, Mo Yu felt a surge of excitement. If Zi Huo successfully fused with them, his combat prowess would undoubtedly surge to unimaginable levels.
Impatiently, Mo Yu flew deeper into the mountain range, seeking an isolated place for Zi Huo's transformation and fusion with the beast bones, ensuring minimal disturbance.
After hours of travel, Mo Yu finally selected a location atop a towering and imposing mountain peak.
The summit was shrouded in mist, making it an ideal hiding spot from prying eyes.
"This place is perfect."
Landing on the peak, Mo Yu scanned his surroundings before nodding in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, Zi Huo leapt from the Beast Ring.
Having spent considerable time together, Zi Huo had developed a certain degree of telepathy with Mo Yu.
Sensing the tremendous opportunity ahead, Zi Huo excitedly circled Mo Yu before nuzzling his leg affectionately.
She Lao appeared beside them, glancing at Zi Huo before turning to Mo Yu. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Zi Huo's bloodline may be strong, but its current strength is relatively weak. Attempting to fuse with a seventh-rank beast bone carries significant risks. It's a delicate choice between a safe transformation and a risky one with far greater rewards."
Zi Huo's eyes flickered as it processed She Lao's words, looking to Mo Yu for reassurance. The Soul Imprint wasn't an enslaving contract but rather a subtle, transformative bond, allowing Zi Huo to retain its own consciousness and decision-making.
With its gaze fixed on Mo Yu, Zi Huo emitted a low growl, resolute in its choice to seize this chance.
Understanding Zi Huo's determination, Mo Yu gently patted its head, exhaling slowly, "Let's begin. I'm counting on you, She Lao."
"You've got a good spirit companion there," She Lao smirked. "If Zi Huo survives this trial, it'll come out stronger than ever, with incredible future potential."
With a flourish, Mo Yu waved his sleeve, summoning the enormous seventh-rank beast skeleton, which crashed heavily onto the ground, emitting a faint but intimidating aura.
"To fuse with the seventh-rank bones, the original bones must be extracted first. This process is treacherous—one misstep, and it could lead to death by bone destruction," She Lao warned solemnly as he eyed the skeletal remains.
Mo Yu nodded in acknowledgment, knowing full well the difficulty involved.
Now was the moment to see whether Zi Huo could surpass its limitations.
"Mo Yu, the Transformation Pill!"
Hearing She Lao's call, Mo Yu produced the jade box, releasing a brilliant red pill.
As the Transformation Pill emerged, a rich fragrance permeated the mountain, enveloping the summit in its intoxicating aroma.
"Blood of the Purple-Gold Seven-Winged Serpent, Condense!"
Receiving the Transformation Pill, She Lao tossed it above Zi Huo, his hands rapidly forming seals, sending streams of purple-gold light into the pill.
Boom!
As the light infused the pill, it began to twist violently. The next instant, crimson flames erupted from it, distorting the air around it.
"Little one, if you can't withstand this stage, there's no point in moving forward," She Lao said, his eyes grave. With a wave of his slender fingers, a surge of Formative Flame swept down, enveloping Zi Huo's body completely.
Screech!
As soon as the Formative Flame wrapped around Zi Huo, Mo Yu could practically see the scales on Zi Huo's body begin to melt instantly.
Roar!
A heart-wrenching howl echoed from within the blazing Formative Flame, reverberating across the entire mountain range.
Mo Yu stared unblinking at the intense Formative Flame, watching as Zi Huo struggled wildly within. In that inferno, Zi Huo's body became increasingly distorted, as though even its flesh and blood were melting into liquid.
The agonizing roars went on for a good ten minutes before finally fading. But it wasn't that the pain had ended—it was simply that Zi Huo's mouth had been burned away, leaving it unable to scream anymore.
Amid the blazing Formative Flame, Zi Huo's form gradually turned into a mass of mangled flesh.
"Extract the lion's bones!" She Lao's gaze grew fierce as he extended his hand, golden light gathering into a large palm that plunged into the Formative Flame, piercing into the mass of flesh, and then yanked fiercely.
Rip!
A twisted, bleached-white set of lion bones was forcibly pulled from Zi Huo's mangled body!
Mo Yu's brows furrowed slightly at the sight. Anyone witnessing this scene could feel the terrifying agony Zi Huo was enduring.
"Mo Yu, the seventh-grade beast skeleton!" She Lao commanded solemnly.
Bang!
Mo Yu nodded gravely, slamming his palm onto the seventh-grade beast skeleton, sending it crashing directly into the Formative Flame with a resounding boom.
The moment the seventh-grade beast skeleton entered the Formative Flame, the writhing flesh seemed to sense something, desperately wriggling as strands of flesh started to wrap around it.
Thump, thump!
As the flesh latched onto the skeleton, a radiant glow emanated from the lion bones, trying to repel the flesh. Yet despite being pushed back, the flesh clung to it persistently, like a relentless, unyielding glue.
"This seventh-grade beast skeleton still holds traces of its previous owner's spirit, resisting fusion with Zi Huo. We can't intervene—it's up to Zi Huo to conquer it," She Lao observed, eyes fixed on the Formative Flame.
"Also, Zi Huo's beast soul is now merged with its flesh, but in this state, it can only hold on for one hour. If it fails to fuse with the seventh-grade beast skeleton within that time, it'll die," he continued.
Mo Yu nodded in silent acknowledgment, then sat cross-legged, his silver eyes never leaving the flames, a deep concern flashing within them.
The fierce clash between Zi Huo's flesh and the lion bones continued for nearly half an hour.
As time passed, Mo Yu's expression grew darker, prompting a helpless shake of the head from She Lao. In all the time he'd known Mo Yu, he had rarely seen him this tense.
Another ten minutes passed, and as the hour drew to a close, Mo Yu rose to his feet, gaze fixed on where Zi Huo was transforming, his brows knitted tightly.
Though he had originally bonded with Zi Huo to tame a beast companion, over time, Zi Huo had become like family to him. After Mo Yu's grandfather, the old steward, had passed away unexpectedly, Mo Yu was left with no family in this world. Zi Huo now held a special place in his heart.
Watching Zi Huo teeter on the brink of life and death, a pang of anxiety gripped Mo Yu's heart.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from within the Formative Flame, which expanded violently.
Mo Yu's attention was immediately drawn to the flame, his silver eyes unblinking.
She Lao moved to stand beside him, his gaze locked onto the Formative Flame.
Within, the struggle seemed to have ceased, and faintly, a massive silhouette loomed, emanating an overwhelming aura of ferocity, like a king of beasts awakening from slumber!
"Did it succeed?" Mo Yu's eyes narrowed, feeling the intense, tyrannical energy emanating from within.
Roar!
Under Mo Yu and She Lao's watchful gazes, the colossal beast within the Formative Flame raised its head, unleashing a deafening roar.
The sheer power and dominance of the roar caused every beast across the mountain range to tremble in fear.
"The majesty of a lion king!" She Lao's serpentine eyes brightened with admiration.
As the lion's roar reverberated across the land, the Formative Flame surged toward the massive figure, flowing into its body and being entirely absorbed by it.
"This little one is ready to break through to the fifth stage and complete its transformation..." She Lao finally let out a sigh of relief, a faint smile on his lips.
"Yes..." Mo Yu also sat back on the ground, feeling the weight lift from his heart at last.
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