Soul Ring Fusion Skill, Perfect Mirror Image
After listening carefully to Yuhao's explanation, Tianmeng Bingsi fell into a brief silence. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"So, strictly speaking, your mirror clone is actually capable of releasing soul skills."
"It can be understood this way—it is equivalent to a soul master who does not possess a martial soul. Relying purely on mental power, it can barely activate certain self-created soul skills that have spiritual attributes."
Yuhao gave a bitter smile and shook his head slightly as he replied:
"It's a typical case of looking impressive on the surface, but in actual combat, the effect it produces seems almost useless."
"No," Tianmeng Bingcan immediately rejected Yuhao's conclusion and said seriously, "I think your third soul skill has extremely great potential."
"If this soul skill were obtained by someone else, it might indeed be nothing more than a useless skill. But placed on you, it might be able to exert an unimaginably powerful effect."
"What do you mean by that?"
Yuhao asked at once, his eyes lighting up slightly.
"You just said that this mirror clone is entirely composed of your mental power," Tianmeng Bingsi said slowly.
Yuhao nodded lightly, choosing not to interrupt.
"In other words, this mirror clone can actually be regarded as a part of your own mental power."
"Yu Hao, you must understand something. In essence, all spiritual-type soul skills are formed and driven by spiritual power."
"Your mirror clone can also be treated as the core or carrier of a soul skill."
As Tianmeng Bingcan spoke these words, it felt as though a bell rang loudly in Yuhao's mind. His thoughts instantly became clear, and he vaguely understood what Tianmeng was trying to guide him toward.
However, the next moment, a troubled expression appeared on Yuhao's face. He scratched his head and said helplessly:
"But Brother Tianmeng, the mirror clone is still a clone in the end. I can't just turn it into Soul Shock or Mental Detection, can I?"
"Are you stupid?" Tianmeng Iceworm scolded without hesitation. "Have you forgotten that you still have another soul skill?"
Yuhao froze for a moment. Then a sharp light flashed in his eyes as he exclaimed:
"Simulation!"
"That's right—Simulation."
Tianmeng Bingshen confirmed calmly, "Your second soul ring has now reached the cultivation level of six hundred years. Coupled with your current spiritual power, which has already reached the realm of being both tangible and intangible…"
"The Simulation soul skill you possess now should be fully capable of reproducing something that is nearly real."
Yuhao nodded heavily. With a thought, the scenery around him began to change.
The cedar forest covered in silver-white snow suddenly vanished. In its place appeared a vast grassland filled with blooming flowers, where greenery flourished and vitality surged everywhere.
Clearly, the Simulation soul skill was not limited to merely changing the color of soul rings or imitating an aura. It could even simulate an entire surrounding environment, just like what was happening now.
However, at its core, everything created by Simulation was still an illusion.
"Apply it to your mirror clone," Tianmeng reminded him.
Yuhao's heart stirred.
Although the mirror clone was an independent existence, its essence was still a part of Yuhao's mental power.
Under the influence of the Simulation soul skill, the mirror clone's form gradually blurred. Its body slowly transformed into plants and grass, merging seamlessly with the simulated environment, until it seemed to disappear completely.
"This guy has already fallen unconscious," Tianmeng added casually.
Hearing this, Yuhao had another thought.
The vegetation suddenly twisted and reshaped, and in the next instant, the mirror clone reappeared, having transformed once again—this time into Iron Wolf.
"Do you still remember his martial soul and the soul skills he displayed earlier?" Tianmeng Iceworm continued. "Use Simulation to imitate them."
Guided step by step by Tianmeng, Yuhao carefully adjusted his mental power.
The mirror clone that had transformed into Iron Wolf began to change further. Its facial structure elongated, black fur grew rapidly, and its hands and feet turned into sharp wolf claws. Its entire body gradually took on the appearance of a fully possessed martial soul.
Soon after, four soul rings—one white and three yellow—rose beneath its feet.
When the fourth soul ring lit up, a sharp and violent aura instantly wrapped around the mirror clone's right claw.
At this moment, the mirror clone was almost identical to the Iron Wolf from before, whether in appearance, posture, or aura.
Everything was a simulation, an illusion.
But suddenly, Yuhao's expression changed. He seemed to have realized something crucial.
"Hahaha, Yuhao, have you finally figured it out?"
Tianmeng's slightly mean and smug laughter echoed within his mind.
Yuhao didn't respond verbally. Instead, he immediately commanded his mirror clone to attack the ancient cedar tree beside him.
The mirror clone's right claw swung out fiercely.
Swish!
Three deep claw marks—each nearly three inches deep—were instantly carved into the trunk of the cedar tree, which had stood for hundreds of years.
"It actually worked!"
The raw destructive power itself was not what shocked Yuhao. What truly stunned him was the fact that his mirror clone had successfully used Iron Wolf's fourth soul skill—Claw Blade.
"Yu Hao," Tianmeng Bingsi explained calmly, "your mirror clone is a part of your spiritual power, but it is also special because it possesses 50.00% of your soul power."
"You can think of it as spiritual power that carries soul power. It may sound strange, but it is completely reasonable."
"The mental power is responsible for simulating other people's martial souls and soul skills, while the soul power acts as the driving force. When these two abilities fuse together, a truly perfect simulation is formed."
"No," Tianmeng corrected himself, "it should be called perfect reproduction."
Hiss—
Yuhao sucked in a sharp breath.
At this moment, he finally understood why Tianmeng Bingshen had said earlier that his third soul skill possessed terrifying potential.
He had never imagined that his second soul skill and third soul skill would be so compatible, nor that their combination could produce such a heaven-defying effect.
This immediately reminded him of martial soul fusion skills.
"If that's the case," Yuhao muttered with a smile, "this should be considered a soul ring fusion skill."
Without hesitation, Yuhao gave this newly discovered soul ring fusion skill a name.
"Perfect Mirror Image."
As for this Perfect Mirror Image, Yuhao still had countless ideas he wanted to test and explore.
However, now was clearly not the time.
He still needed to hand over the traitor Tie Lang to Xue Wuhen.
Yuhao kicked Tie Lang, who was lying on the ground, but there was no response at all.
Without wasting any time, Yuhao grabbed Tie Lang by the back of his neck, spread his golden dragon wings, flapped them lightly, and soared high into the sky.
...
At the same time, Claw and the others were growing increasingly impatient. They paced back and forth repeatedly, sighing from time to time.
Only Xue Wuhen remained calm. She leaned casually against a tree stump, half-closing her eyes as if taking a nap, without the slightest trace of anxiety.
Seeing this, Claw finally couldn't endure it any longer. He stepped forward and said:
"Boss, let me take a few brothers to chase Iron Wolf."
"Didn't I already say it?" Xue Wuhen replied lazily, opening one eye. "Brother Huo will bring Iron Wolf back. You just stay here."
These words only made Claw even more anxious. He changed his approach and said again:
"Boss, that kid has been gone for half an hour already and still hasn't returned. He must have fallen into Iron Wolf's hands by now."
"Haha," Xue Wuhen sneered. "You're saying Brother Huo fell into Iron Wolf's hands? Don't you think you're praising Iron Wolf a bit too much?"
"Let alone Iron Wolf," Xue Wuhen continued coldly, "even I am no match for Brother Huo."
"Boss, do you really need to praise that kid so much?" Claw said unwillingly. "If he's truly that powerful, why hasn't Iron Wolf been caught yet?"
Claw clearly did not believe it.
Xue Wuhen let out another sneer and said, "What do you know? Do you still remember that five-hundred-year-old Mirror Beast? You know what that means…"
Just as Xue Wuhen was about to reveal some inside information to Zhao and the others, a dazzling golden light suddenly descended from the sky.
"Boss Xue, I've brought you your man—and the soul bones."
It was Yu Hao.
In his hands were the soul bone and the still-unconscious Iron Wolf.