Though he had fused with the soul bone, if asked whether he could sense any obvious changes, the answer would be a flat no. His right arm was unremarkable, not a glimpse of the previous fusion in sight.
Xu Xiaoyan blurted out, “Was that soul bone a counterfeit?”
Gu Yue shook her head. “No way! Even if this is the spirit ascension platform, creating such a powerful hundred-year Duskgold Dreadclaw Bear requires a real soul bone. It’s like how ordinary soul beasts need spirit energy to be made. There’s no way it’s fake. But…”
Absentmindedly, Tang Wulin transformed his hand into a golden dragon claw, the limb first showered in a burst of light.
As his claw sprang into view, his arm swelled with power. However, neither that nor his scales seemed any different. They still sported a sparkling gold. How disappointing.
“Maybe your bloodline overwhelmed the soul bone’s power?” Gu Yue purposed helplessly. “Well, there’s bound to be a difference! There’s no way nothing changed.”
A bitter smile crawled its way over Tang Wulin’s lips. “Only the heavens know.” As he spoke, he waved his claw, urging soul power into it.
For a split second, he felt a peculiar sensation.
His claw trembled and a dark-gold light enveloped his fingertips.
Although it lasted just a hairbreadth of an instant, he realized what it was.
“Woah. You two, move away from me.” Tang Wulin retreated a few steps back before pouring soul power into his claw.
At his call, his scales obeyed, twinkling like the countless stars in the sky. The tips of his fingers regained their dark-gold luminescence. Though faint, their existence was undeniable..
A strange feeling welled within him. His heart rate skyrocketed, his blood a team of horses galloping through his veins. Its destination: his right hand. Such a sensation was overwhelming, immense, and he brandished his claw out of reflex.
Five streaks of dark-gold light zipped through the air.
All of a sudden, a third of his soul power dissipated. His blood was practically boiling over now.
This time, what transpired was crystal clear. Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan did not miss how the dark-gold claws, which were a whopping meter long, materialized in thin air after a single slash. They only took form for a moment, though.
“I knew it couldn’t have been worthless. How do you feel?” Gu Yue asked, her words nearly tripping over each other from their rush.
Shock hit Tang Wulin like a lightning bolt as he examined his hand, eyes widened and lips parted slightly. “It felt like soul power leapt out of my body. Like it extends the range of my claw attacks? But it consumes a lot of soul power; I’m already down by a third. It’s even more demanding than using my golden dragon claw regularly.”
Amidst their discussion, a growl reverberated in the air as a jade figure peaked out from the thicket.
It was a slender four-meter tall liza
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