The air in the secluded ravine of the Ghost Shadow Peaks crackled with anticipation. Lin Feng stood ready, the precious 10,000-year Violet Sun Grass secured within a temporary, stone-fused containment vessel. The magnitude of the task—forging a 100,000-year soul ring at the first rank—was a direct challenge to the fundamental laws of the Douluo Continent.
The first critical step was acquiring the missing 90,000 years of Soul Power equivalent. Lin Feng initiated the most ethically dubious action of his short life. He focused the Infinite Fusion System (IFS) outward, targeting the ancient forest surrounding the peaks. He activated his prepared formula: 'Focused Extraction' fused with 'Minimal Damage.'
A silent, ethereal vortex formed around Lin Feng. It was invisible to the naked eye, but the spiritual senses of any nearby soul beast would have registered a massive, instantaneous drain. The energy wasn't drawn from the soil or the leaves; it was the Collective Life Essence—the raw biological vitality that sustained the forest. Trees visibly dimmed, their lush green fading to a slightly muted hue. The low-level spirit beasts in the vicinity grew sluggish and confused, their internal energy pools suddenly shallow. Lin Feng, acting as the nexus, channeled this massive, chaotic flood of life force directly into the containment vessel, fusing it into a stable, concentrated golden liquid that shimmered with nine decades of biological power.
The extraction was intensely painful. Lin Feng's Level 1 Soul Power struggled against the sheer, overwhelming volume of energy. He nearly fainted several times, the pain of violating natural law reverberating through his soul. He fought to remain conscious, feeding the concept of 'Iron Will' into his collapsing focus, allowing the system to reinforce his spiritual channels. After hours, the golden liquid reached the necessary saturation. The nearby forest was silent, subdued, and scarred, a visible ring of deadened vitality marking the cost of his ambition.
With the materials prepared, Lin Feng began the grand fusion—the moment of creation that would define his destiny. He initiated the core formula:
(10,000-Year\ Violet\ Sun\ Grass\ Soul) + (90,000\ Years\ of\ Fused\ Life\ Energy) + (The\ Concept\ of\ 'Unbreakable'\ Martial\ Soul\ Foundation) = 100,000-Year\ Soul\ Ring
The process was catastrophic. The colossal energies of the two physical components clashed violently, and the introduction of the metaphysical concept—Unbreakable Foundation—acted as a binding agent that defied physics. The containment stone cracked and vaporized. The combined energy erupted into a localized, terrifying storm. Dark clouds materialized out of nowhere, spiritual power converging, sensing the formation of something unnatural and divine.
The resulting soul ring formed slowly, starting as a tumultuous vortex of golden and purple light before settling into a single, terrifying color: blazing, deep RED. It pulsed with the might of an apex predator and the stability of a primordial entity. This was the first ever 100,000-year soul ring forged by human will, not captured from a beast.
Now came the most dangerous part: absorbing the ring. Lin Feng's Level 1 body was utterly incapable of withstanding the energy of even a 10,000-year soul, let alone one ten times that size. As the red ring descended, he felt every bone and meridian scream in protest. Blood erupted from his eyes, nose, and mouth. His very Spirit Core threatened to explode.
At the brink of death, the IFS activated an emergency protocol, consuming the last of his latent Plot-Knowledge Essence as emergency fuel. It began an intense internal fusion process: it fused Lin Feng's collapsing internal organs with the 'Concept of Limitless Constitution', simultaneously fusing his existing Level 1 Soul Power with 'Exponential Growth.'
This internal fusion saved him. The painful, rapid transmogrification forced his body to evolve at a superhuman speed, allowing his physical form to barely hold the massive soul ring. The absorption was successful, stabilizing the RED ring around the form of the Scrawny Chicken. The process was excruciatingly slow and agonizingly complete.
When the light faded, Lin Feng collapsed, breathing raggedly. He was alive, and the RED soul ring—the color of ultimate power—was shimmering brightly around his pathetic Martial Soul. The power gain was instant and immense. His spirit channels, now fused with new potential, soared.
[HOST STATUS UPDATED: SOUL POWER: LEVEL 13. SOUL RING: 100,000 YEARS (RED).]
He had successfully bypassed nine ranks and defied the laws of the continent in a single leap. The energy of the 100,000-year soul ring, now stable, triggered the Martial Soul Evolution Boost promised by the system. The Scrawny Chicken began a visible, spectacular transformation. Its dusty feathers were replaced by shimmering scales of violet and gold, its small body swelled into a majestic, imposing form, and a fiery crest erupted on its head.
The system's final notification confirmed the transmutation: [MARTIAL SOUL NAME AWAKENED: THE MYTHIC FUSION PHOENIX OF PRIMORDIAL CHAOS.]
Lin Feng, now a Level 13 Spirit Master and the owner of the world's first-ever Mythic Fusion Phoenix, stood ready to begin his reign. He gathered his remaining strength, covered his tracks, and prepared to return to the village, eager to exchange the role of the humiliated loser for that of the silent predator. His first soul skill, a devastating force of creation and destruction, was waiting to be unlocked.