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Another dark green bottle, containing seventh-level Shadowkin lifeblood, was merged with the Altar of Rebirth and swiftly processed.

Specks of dark green light flickered into the Mindscape, effortlessly consumed by Yu Yuan's Lunar Spirit, dominant soul, and heaven soul.

Yet this time, there was no significant enhancement to his soul; the benefits were minimal.

Eager to achieve a breakthrough in the Spirit Walk realm, he let out a soft sigh. A thread of his remnant soul meandered through his storage ring, eyeing the dozen remaining bottles of lifeblood and the Otherkin hearts with a hint of frustration.

The lifeblood of the remaining Otherkin, known for their formidable physiques, offered only a slight boost to the soul.

Having refined numerous vials of Otherkin lifeblood, he came to a realization.

The higher the bloodline level of the lifeblood's original owner, the more it benefited his Altar of Rebirth, soul, and body.

For instance, he had previously refined a bottle of eighth-level Shadowkin lifeblood, acquired from Colddeath, and upon its first integration with the Altar of Rebirth, his Lunar Spirit had significantly strengthened.

Similarly sourced from the Shadowkin, this lifeblood was purchased by Ann Ziqing at a recent trade fair.

Having already processed an eighth-level Shadowkin lifeblood, consuming that of a lower-level Shadowkin resulted in no remarkable sensation in either the Altar of Rebirth or his soul.

He quickly understood that a high-level Heir of Blood from the same clan inherently possessed many of the wonders found in their lower-level counterparts.

To feel an enhancement in his soul, the Altar of Rebirth, and his body once more, he needed to seek out a higher-level bloodline.

This principle was true for all Otherkin lifeblood.

"After refining the lifeblood of the Shadowkin, the enchantress, and the Starborn Mighty, those below the eighth level no longer serve any purpose for me."

"Only the lifeblood from a mightier bloodline can elevate me further."

"Or perhaps, from a different race."

"..."

These thoughts cascaded through Yu Yuan's mind as he opened his eyes.

"That person mentioned that once I reclaim my true self, I'll be able to wield the Soulforge Pool and this grand formation effectively, potentially reversing my fortunes. But first, I must progress to the Spirit Walk Stage..."

Whoosh!

He burst from the pit and stood firmly on the ground, surveying his surroundings. Many otherkin were in sight, still unaware of the world beyond, lost in the substantial gains from the recent trade fair.

Members of the Nightscale Tribe were meticulously infusing refined iron from the Everlands into their natural scale armor.

Their kin from the Silverscale Tribe had acquired a unique type of silver, which they melded with their vitality to enhance the durability of their scales.

I wonder if their scales can withstand my pounding...

This thought ignited within Yu Yuan a burning desire for a fierce battle to temper his own strength.

Had peace reigned for too long?

He felt every cell, every sinew, and every bone in his body yearning for combat!

A flash of insight sliced through his Mindscape like lightning.

The lifeblood processed by the Altar of Rebirth had integrated with the Mindscape, flesh, and bones, yet it still required gradual tempering to solidify.

Only through the crucible of combat could the psionic power infused within his soul and body truly become his own!

"Cough, cough, may we spar? You all know who I am. I'm currently at the peak of the Lunar Spirit state, not yet ascended to Spirit Walk."

Yu Yuan approached the gathering place of the Nightscale and Silverscale Tribes, greeting them with a respectful human salute and earnest demeanor.

A robust Otherkin, his face sheathed in gleaming silver scales, glared with wide eyes and boomed, "Our tribe has no sixth level warriors in this land!"

The Lunar Spirit state was equivalent to the sixth level warriors of the Silverscale Tribe, and Yu Yuan found no match for himself.

"I wish to spar with a seventh level warrior of the Silverscale Tribe," Yu Yuan declared.

"Seventh level? You need to be at Spirit Walk, you're not there yet," the muscular Silverscale man replied, his grasp of the human tongue rough but his message clear.

In other words, you, young man, have not yet reached the Spirit Walk state; you're not qualified to battle even our weakest warrior.

Yu Yuan had chosen a different location than the one beneath the Soulforge Pool, so these members of the Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes were completely unaware of the significant disturbance he had caused not so long ago.

"I believe I'm up to the task."

Yu Yuan let out a chuckle, unconcerned with whether the Silverscale Tribe warrior agreed or not. He locked eyes with one of the warriors, a blaze of combativeness igniting within him, and charged forward.

Boom!

Dozens of activated acupoints burst forth, unleashing a volcanic surge of vitality.

The warrior, with his seventh level bloodline, felt the oppressive atmosphere of the Moonfall Sanctuary weighing on him. A natural-born fighter, he couldn't help but smile broadly and pound his chest in anticipation as Yu Yuan approached, his body's vital energy erupting with force.

The chieftain, witnessing the scene, quickly issued warnings in the Otherkin tongue.

He cautioned his warrior not to act rashly and to avoid seriously injuring Yu Yuan.

His own bloodline was of the eighth level, and their leaders, both from the Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes, were mighty individuals with ninth level bloodlines. They had been informed that this young man, Yu Yuan, held a prestigious position within the Boulderdawn and was not to be trifled with.

Aware of Yu Yuan's significance, he feared that any misstep by his warriors could reflect poorly on their tribe.

"Fiendish Might!"

From the dozens of opened acupoints, vitality flowed like raging rivers through his veins.

Still ten meters away, Yu Yuan raised his hand and struck the air.

From his fingertips, a potent and fierce vitality burst forth, transforming into a colossal elephant, a rampaging rhinoceros, a bloodthirsty golden beast, a menacing hedgehog, and a formidable liger.

These five dire beasts, sculpted from Yu Yuan's tremendous vitality, were strikingly realistic and imposing.

Yu Yuan's remnant soul naturally divided into five parts, each merging with one of the dire beasts.

In his senses, he became the five savage creatures, attacking the Silverscale Tribe member from every direction.

To his astonishment, as the dire beasts lunged at the Silverscale Tribe member, combat techniques from the Shura, evilkind, and the Silverscale Tribe spontaneously emerged in his mind.

As the Golden Armored Beast collided with the Silverscale Tribe warrior, its golden scales unfurled from its body like a series of sharp saw teeth.

Many warriors from the Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes employed this tactic in battle, transforming their scales into lethal blades.

As the mammoth, rhinoceros, hedgehog, and liger encircled and struck at the Silverscale Tribe warrior, it was as if they were channeling the combat styles of both the Shura and the Stoneborn Tribe.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The Silverscale Tribe warrior, encircled by five dire beasts, shone with a brilliant silver light. His scales interlocked to form a silver shield, and surprisingly, he chose to take a defensive position rather than confront them head-on.

"This doesn't seem right!"

The eighth-level bloodline warriors of the Silverscale Tribe finally sensed the extraordinary surge of vitality within Yu Yuan.

"I'll pick another one!"

With a stomp of his foot, Yu Yuan caused the ground to split violently as he launched himself forward like a cannonball.

Another eager warrior from the Nightscale Tribe, wielding a black iron hammer, engaged in close-quarters combat with Yu Yuan. Elbows clashed with knees, sending sparks and dark flashes scattering in every direction.

Boom!

The black iron hammer proved cumbersome in such close combat, and he tossed it aside.

Yu Yuan refrained from using his sword spell or summoning the Crucible of Evil. Relying solely on the Evil Body Refining technique, he matched the Nightscale Tribe warrior's brute strength, who was already adept at hand-to-hand combat.

He continued to fight two opponents simultaneously, dividing his focus.

"Lunar Spirit?"

The silver-scaled warrior, concerned about potential surprises, rubbed his eyes and mused, "If all the humans from the Lunar Spirit Domain of the Everlands possess this level of strength, our Domain would have already been overrun."

"Yu Yuan!"

Canli from the Dawnbringers, Beru from the Starborn, Luo Yue, and others sensed the unusual fluctuations in vitality and were taken aback.

Unaware of what had transpired, they feared that the Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes, unable to return to their homelands, had taken their anger out on Yu Yuan with lethal intent.

Worried that this conflict might set off a powder keg, they hurried to the scene as quickly as possible.

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