Chapter 7: Dual Pistols, will provide the answer!
With Ah Yin's disappearance, the cellar returned to deathly silence.
Ye Xuanming sat cross-legged on the ground, remaining motionless for a long time.
He could feel a faint connection deep within his soul.
Ah Yin truly became her spirit.
A soul transformed from a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.
This was a completely unexpected gain.
However, this is both an opportunity and a crisis. The most important thing right now is to take stock of what we've gained from this trip.
Ye Xuanming slowly extended his right hand, a thought stirring in his mind.
A blue silver grass appeared in his palm.
The grass blades remained azure blue, but between the veins of the blades, there was a faint, almost imperceptible layer of golden veins.
More importantly, that sense of oppression that originated from the depths of his bloodline has completely disappeared.
Instead, a wonderful resonance emerged.
He could feel that although the Blue Silver Grass bloodline in his body had not reached the level of Blue Silver Emperor in one step, it was still far superior to ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Ye Xuanming began to examine his first soul ring.
He closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.
Ye Xuanming has now reached level thirteen. Originally, Ye Xuanming's soul power should have increased even more, but the appearance of Ah Yin seems to have taken away a lot of his soul power.
Afterwards, Ye Xuanming began to examine the soul skills within the soul ring.
Blue Silver Overlord Spear!
Ye Xuanming suddenly opened his eyes; the darkness of the cellar could not conceal the astonishment in his pupils.
How is that possible?
Blue Silver Overlord Spear, wasn't that Tang San's exclusive soul skill that he only mastered after awakening the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline?
Did I manage to snatch it away beforehand?
Was it because he devoured Ah Yin's physical body and absorbed her soul bone?
One thought after another flashed through his mind, and finally, he focused his attention on another key issue.
Can a companion martial soul, with one soul ring, be attached with two soul skills?
He immediately put away the blue silver grass, and with a thought, another plant appeared in his palm.
The deep purple vines were eerie and mysterious, exuding a chilling, devouring aura.
Dark Blue Silver Grass!
Ye Xuanming held his breath and carefully extended his consciousness toward the yellow soul ring that was still floating above his martial soul.
The next moment, his body froze.
The same information flooded his mind once again.
It's still those five words: Blue Silver Overlord Spear!
One spirit ring grants two companion martial souls the same spirit skill!
Ye Xuanming's heart began to pound.
He forced himself to calm down and began to carefully sense the details of this soul skill.
He stretched out his right hand and activated the soul power within his body.
The blue silver grass with golden patterns in his palm grew rapidly, and countless vines began to intertwine, compress, and condense.
Soon, a spear, over a meter long and made entirely of blue silver grass, appeared in his hand.
The life force on the gun was so strong it was almost tangible, and a sharp golden light was faintly visible at the tip.
Ye Xuanming did not throw it, but simply touched the gun barrel lightly with the fingers of his left hand.
A warm yet powerful life energy surged into his body through his fingertips, instantly sweeping away the fatigue he had felt from prolonged mental tension.
He could feel the vitality and resilience within the spear.
All the characteristics of the Blue Silver Grass of Life appeared on this spear.
Ye Xuanming seemed to be deep in thought.
He released the blue-gold spear from his hand and once again channeled his soul power.
This time, it's Dark Blue Silver Grass.
Same soul skill, same process.
Countless deep purple vines condensed in his palm, and in an instant, a spear with a completely different color and aura took shape.
The gun body was a noble purple-gold color, with an ominous dark light flowing across its surface. Wisps of black energy swirled around the tip of the gun, as if they could devour all light.
The temperature in the entire cellar dropped a few degrees because of the appearance of this gun.
As Ye Xuanming held it, he could even feel his life force being slowly drained away, bit by bit.
Without hesitation, he pointed the tip of his gun at the damp earthen wall beside him.
He didn't thrust hard; he simply pressed the tip of the spear lightly against the wall.
"Sizzle!"
A soft sound, like a branding iron piercing flesh, rang out.
The solid earthen wall cracked at a visible speed where it came into contact with the spear tip, eventually turning into a clump of grayish-black powder that fell down in a flurry.
Ye Xuanming gasped and immediately withdrew his spear.
He stared at the inconspicuous hole in the wall, then at his empty hands, his chest heaving violently.
One soul skill, two forms.
A representation of the ultimate in life and creation.
The other represents pure devouring and destruction.
This is no longer an ordinary Blue Silver Overlord Spear.
This is Ye Xuanming's own spear of life and death!
Ye Xuanming clenched his fist, feeling the two distinct yet ultimately interconnected forces within his body, and an unprecedented sense of control welled up within him.
At this moment, Ye Xuanming subconsciously recalled the plot of Douluo Continent III. Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger, two companion martial souls, could be fused together in the later stages to unleash terrifying power far exceeding that of a single soul skill.
What about one's own martial soul?
Life and death, these two diametrically opposed attributes, if they could be merged...
Once this thought arose, it spread like wildfire, instantly taking over his entire mind.
If both attributes could be simultaneously present on a single Blue Silver Overlord Spear, how unpredictable would one's attacks become in battle, and how powerful would they become!
Ye Xuanming is a man of action, never one to procrastinate.
He adjusted his breathing, slightly replenished the soul power he had just consumed, and then focused his mind again.
With a thought, two Blue Silver Grasses of different shapes appeared simultaneously in Ye Xuanming's left and right palms.
A blue-gold plant, full of vitality.
A single purple-gold plant, lifeless and desolate.
Then, the yellow soul ring beneath Ye Xuanming's feet suddenly lit up.
"First Soul Skill, Life Overlord Spear!"
"First Soul Skill, Annihilation Overlord Spear!"
He let out a low shout, and the soul power within his body surged forth without reservation.
In an instant, two spears with completely different auras materialized in his left and right hands respectively.
Ye Xuanming tensed his arm muscles and slowly brought his hands, which were holding two long spears, together.
Inch by inch, and then another inch.
The distance is constantly decreasing.
The energy contained in the two spears began to become extremely unstable. The blue-gold light and the purple-gold dark light repelled each other, making a "sizzling" sound, as if they were about to explode at any moment.
Sweat beaded on Ye Xuanming's forehead, and his face turned somewhat pale due to the intense consumption of his soul power.
He focused his mental energy intensely, carefully controlling the balance point of the two violent energies, trying to find an opportunity to merge them.
(End of this Chapter)