The bloodiness and chill lingering within the underground palace gradually dissipated under the baptism of Extreme Ice and the Primordial Sea.
Liu Yuan stood high above the Void Realm, surrounded by the afterimages of his Divine-Rank Martial Soul. That abyss-like majesty—something no one dared look at directly—forced the surviving Spirit Masters to huddle in corners, scarcely daring to breathe.
The fear in their eyes had yet to fade. It was an instinct etched into them by years of living beneath the shadow of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Liu Yuan lowered his gaze, looking down at the numb, apprehensive faces below.
He naturally sensed their unease, but in everything he did, Liu Yuan sought only peace of mind and a clear conscience.
"You are free."
His voice was calm, yet it rang out like a great bell, instantly shattering the eerie Restrictions on the iron cages.
With a wave of his hand, a brilliant green blade of light swept across the square like a crescent moon. The Soul Tool Bottles and Soul-Summoning Flags engraved with malicious runes were sliced apart in an instant.
Freed from the shackles of the evil formation, thousands of ghostly green Living Souls emerged from the shattered containers, turning into specks of light.
They no longer wailed in agony. Instead, bathed in the warm golden sunlight, they seemed to be purified, regaining a tranquility long lost.
"Go. Return to where you belong," Liu Yuan said softly to the Remnant Souls filling the sky.
The Living Souls circled through the air, as if offering their final gratitude to the youth who had saved them from eternal torment, before turning into wisps of light and dispersing into the dawn over Chaotic Soul Ridge.
As for the imprisoned low-level Spirit Masters, after several seconds of stunned silence, they finally erupted into earth-shaking cries and wails.
"Thank you, my lord, for saving our lives!"
"The Holy Spirit Cult scum… they're finally dead! Father, did you see this? Someone has avenged us!"
Countless people fell to their knees and kowtowed, the sound of foreheads striking stone echoing clearly throughout the ruins.
Watching this scene, Liu Yuan felt no arrogance—only an even deeper loathing for the Holy Spirit Cult.
"These things truly deserve to be completely exterminated," he said, withdrawing his gaze as he spoke to the Snow Empress beside him.
"Killing these hundred or so is probably just the tip of the iceberg. One day, I'll wipe out their main nest as well."
The Snow Empress stood quietly at his side, her icy-blue eyes fixed on Liu Yuan's profile.
She could feel the purity of his killing intent. This was not slaughter for the sake of strength, but killing in the name of justice.
"As long as you want to do it, I'll accompany you," she replied softly, her tone as firm as ever.
Liu Yuan nodded.
Just as he was about to leave the ruins, the System's voice—silent in his Sea of Consciousness for a long time—suddenly boomed forth, carrying an extremely sacred aura!
[Ding! Detected that the Holy Spirit Cult's border sub-altar has been completely destroyed. Survivors rescued. Ten thousand souls liberated.]
[Main Advancement Mission: Liquidating Darkness — Perfection!]
[Distributing final rewards…]
[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained Mega Rayquaza's seventh spirit ring — a hundred-thousand-year god-bestowed spirit ring!]
Buzz—!
In that instant, the sky above Chaotic Soul Ridge abruptly darkened.
A spirit ring, blood-red and inscribed with dark-golden patterns, passed through the System and directly fused with Liu Yuan's body.
Even with his current Rank-70 physique, the moment the hundred-thousand-year god-bestowed spirit ring merged with him, Liu Yuan felt as though the earth were splitting and mountains collapsing.
Yet immediately afterward, that crushing pressure transformed into a vast ocean of pure energy, surging wildly as it nourished his entire body.
[Congratulations, Host! Successfully absorbed the seventh spirit ring!]
[Due to the energy feedback from the god-bestowed spirit ring, the Host's spirit power has increased by three ranks. Current Rank: Rank 73 — Spirit Saint!]
[Your seventh spirit ability is — Dynamax!]
"Dynamax?!"
Liu Yuan's tightly closed eyes snapped open, his heart surging with excitement.
He wasn't just thrilled by reaching Rank 73. He was utterly shocked by the ability he had gained.
As a former high-level Pokémon player, he knew exactly what "Dynamax" represented.
In its original system, it was an ultimate tactical method—one that caused a Pokémon's size to skyrocket and its overall stats to explode.
Now, this ability had been transformed by the System into his seventh spirit ability, directly replacing his Martial Soul True Body!
Holding his breath, Liu Yuan rapidly scanned the skill description.
[Dynamax: Upon activation, Mega Rayquaza's size will increase severalfold. Its Defense, Attack, and HP will undergo a massive leap in power.]
[Additionally, while in this state, all attack moves will be converted into "Max Moves," carrying powerful field-altering and type-suppression effects!]
"Hiss…"
Liu Yuan sucked in a sharp breath.
"Mega Evolution alone is already a qualitative transformation. Adding Dynamax on top of that… this isn't just one plus one anymore."
Now, if he activated his Martial Soul, that emerald divine dragon would no longer merely circle the skies as a deterrent—it would become a primordial deity capable of filling heaven and earth.
Liu Yuan glanced around. By now, the surviving Spirit Masters had evacuated the underground palace in small groups, while the Snow Empress stood quietly in the distance, keeping watch.
Within this desolate border valley, there was no one else within ten miles.
"Perfect timing to test it out," a cocky curve lifted the corner of Liu Yuan's mouth.
It was a rare opportunity. And since even he had never seen a Dynamax Mega Rayquaza before, how could he possibly rest easy without trying it?
"Snow Empress, move back a bit!"
Liu Yuan let out a long cry as the seven spirit rings beneath his feet flared to life—two yellow, two purple, one black, and one red. The newly acquired seventh ring glowed with a heart-palpitating crimson light, so deep it bordered on purple, so intense it seemed ready to drip like blood.
"Mega Rayquaza—use Dynamax!!!"
Rumble—!!!
A deafening roar echoed out, as though the entire Douluo Continent itself were trembling.
Mega Rayquaza, already circling the skies, began to expand violently the instant the seventh spirit ring ignited.
Fifty meters. One hundred meters. Two hundred meters… one thousand meters!
In less than three seconds, the emerald divine dragon's body had grown large enough to blot out the sun itself.
The once-grand underground palace now looked like a tiny bonsai beneath its shadow.
Each scale was as large as a house, gleaming with a metallic, star-like luster.
Its thousand-meter-long body coiled through the clouds, every movement triggering spatial tremors that rippled for hundreds of miles.
That kind of pressure was impossible to put into words.
Even someone as powerful as Di Tian would likely feel suffocated under such overwhelming size and presence.
After Dynamaxing, Mega Rayquaza was shrouded in three dark-red Max Clouds. Its massive dragon head gazed down upon the earth, golden pupils blazing like twin suns.
"So this is Dynamax Mega Rayquaza…"
Liu Yuan stared at the colossal divine dragon before him, keenly sensing the terrifying power surging within it.
Truly, it was fortunate that Di Tian wasn't here.
Otherwise, Liu Yuan would have been more than happy to use him as a test subject—to see just how far the strength of his Dynamax Mega Rayquaza could go, without holding anything back.