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**Chapter 813: Transporting Talent, Soul Scorching**

The Coffin of Slumber looked like a small box, not eye-catching at all. Lin Muyu held the Coffin of Slumber, "Did I refine it correctly?"

Antares glanced at it, "Yes, this is it. I've seen a few in my clan before, and they all look like this."

Lin Muyu was puzzled, "Why does your dragon clan need this thing?"

Dragons have long lifespans. Ordinary elemental dragons can live for thousands of years, and if they evolve into holy dragons or even divine dragons, living for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years is not unusual.

Why would they need this thing?

Antares looked at Lin Muyu as if he were an idiot, "Do you think dragons don't get injured?"

"If injured, putting them inside will prevent the injuries from worsening, buying time for treatment."

"Anyway, the Coffin of Slumber has many uses. Besides storing girls, it can store other things too. You can figure it out yourself when you have time."

Lin Muyu put away the Coffin of Slumber, "Got it."

With this thing, at least there was a chance to change the fate of Ning Yiyi and others.

They wouldn't have to watch them fail to break through and die of old age after a hundred years.

Lin Muyu had thought a lot over the past month, considering various possibilities.

Everyone has different personalities and will make different choices.

The choice he made might not be the one others would like.

Ultimately, how to choose should respect their opinions.

Lin Muyu took a deep breath and stretched, causing a slight tremor in the soul world.

Using soul power continuously for a month had once again improved Lin Muyu's soul control ability.

He also gained some experience in refining artifacts.

The method of refining artifacts with the soul was similar.

Now, as long as he had the corresponding method and materials, Lin Muyu could use his soul power to refine various artifacts.

It could be considered a new skill.

"My soul has already reached the peak of the second tier, and my level is close to 89. It's time to transport the talent."

As he said this, Lin Muyu looked at Antares, implying if there was anything he needed to be aware of or if Antares had anything else to say.

Last time was just a trial, and it was clear that Antares hadn't explained everything.

This matter had to be foolproof, so Lin Muyu didn't mind asking one more question.

Antares said, "There's nothing much to be aware of. I hope you succeed."

"Really nothing to be aware of?"

"Really nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure! You brat, don't you trust me?"

"More or less."

Just because Antares had tricked Lin Muyu once, he was now doubting his words.

What happened to trust? How could the trust between a human and a dragon be so fragile?

Antares walked away angrily, closing his big eyes, looking like he didn't want to talk to Lin Muyu anymore.

Lin Muyu looked at him and knew he wasn't really angry, so he didn't mind and let his soul body rush into the depths of the soul world.

The surrounding sounds disappeared. The soul world always had some background noise, coming from the spell stars and various other sources.

There was even the sound of the energy flow of the soul body and the circling of the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul.

These sounds were very, very faint, quieter than the sound of ants crawling.

They couldn't be heard with ears, only with the soul.

But now, as he went deeper into the soul world, all the sounds disappeared.

The soul could no longer 'hear' any sound.

Even though the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul was still circling, it became silent.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the light from the spell stars had long disappeared. It was too deep for the light from the spell stars to reach.

No one knew how deep the soul world was.

Because no one had ever reached the end.

Lin Muyu had asked this question, but Antares couldn't give an answer either.

However, Antares had told a story about a nearly invincible strong being who tried to explore the deepest secrets of the soul.

His soul kept advancing towards the deepest part.

In the end, he died.

After his death, someone found his body and discovered that his soul had disappeared, leaving only the shell.

The deeper one goes into the soul world, the weaker the connection between the soul and the body becomes, until it disappears.

The strong being Antares mentioned died this way.

The connection between his body and soul was completely severed, and his soul got lost in an unknown place, never to return.

Lin Muyu vaguely felt that the soul world was not as simple as it seemed.

If there was a chance in the future...

As he pondered, a faint light appeared in his vision, slightly illuminating this mysterious world.

The door to the talent world had already appeared before him, and the crack he had torn open before was still there.

The talent world was both real and unreal, existing between reality and illusion, indescribable.

This area was inaccessible to outsiders; only he could enter.

Lin Muyu arrived at the door of the talent world and saw the three flames through the crack he had torn open.

Three purple flames, representing his three talents.

They were arranged in a triangular shape, burning fiercely.

At the center of each flame was a talent seed. As long as he took the talent seed out and brought it back to his soul world, it would mean he had taken the talent out.

Once successful, even if he reached level 90 and the door to the talent world gradually closed, his talents would not disappear.

Lin Muyu knew very well how important talents were.

The three major talents were indispensable. He would rather have half the spells than lose a single talent.

The soul body passed through the door and truly entered the talent world.

A scorching breath hit him. This scorching heat could only be felt by the soul body.

Lin Muyu couldn't estimate the temperature of the three purple flames.

Last time, his soul wasn't strong enough. At the peak of the first tier, he couldn't touch the talent seeds.

This time, his soul had reached the peak of the second tier, with a bronze helmet and iron armor, covered with a layer of golden light.

He was very close to the third tier, so this time there shouldn't be any problems.

Lin Muyu was full of confidence and once again reached into the talent flames, trying to grab the talent seeds.

The soul was scorched, and a sharp pain immediately followed.

Lin Muyu was prepared and only grunted, not withdrawing his hand.

The golden light on the soul flashed, and the soul itself emitted a bronze and iron color, blocking the burning of the talent flames.

The peak of the second-tier soul was indeed much stronger than the peak of the first tier.

This time, Lin Muyu smoothly grabbed the talent seed.

At the moment he grabbed the talent seed, the talent flames suddenly flared up, engulfing his entire soul.

The talent flames turned into a sea of fire, and intense pain came from all directions.

It felt as if countless people were attacking his soul at that moment.

At that moment, the power of the talent flames was several times stronger than before.

Lin Muyu felt a sense of alarm.

If it had been last time, even if he had managed to grab the talent seed, he would have been instantly burned to ashes.

He wouldn't die, but it would be very painful.

The intense pain kept coming, and the pain in his soul was unbearable. Lin Muyu's soul trembled, and his body trembled as well.

Subconsciously, thoughts kept coming, telling him to let go of the talent seed.

As long as he let go of the talent seed, the flames would disappear, and the pain would disappear.

But once he let go, all his efforts would be in vain.

Lin Muyu would never let go, absolutely not!

He grunted, gritted his teeth, and tightly held the talent seed as he rushed out of the talent world.