Overlord Armor

Wang Nan naturally had no idea what had happened in the Star Dou Great Forest Core Area. By now, he had already reached the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

"All right, here will do. I can feel that this Tyrant Dragon won't hold on much longer. Hurry and adjust your condition so you can absorb the Soul Ring. Otherwise, we'll have taken such a huge risk for nothing," Wang Xing said as he threw the Tyrant Dragon's body onto the ground.

Wang Nan nodded and sat down where he was, beginning to meditate.

Two hours later, he opened his eyes again and walked over to the Tyrant Dragon. By then, the Tyrant Dragon had lost all of its former ferocity. Its eyes could no longer open, and even its soul seemed to have dissipated. Somehow, though, it still retained a faint breath.

Wang Nan summoned the Coiling Dragon Staff. The golden patterns on its shaft gleamed brilliantly under the sunlight. Holding the staff in one hand, he thrust it forward, driving one end into the Tyrant Dragon's eye socket. A moment later, a dark purple Soul Ring slowly rose up.

Wang Nan sat cross-legged, and the Coiling Dragon Staff lightly touched the Soul Ring.

The next instant, the golden patterns on the Coiling Dragon Staff began to flow continuously, joining end to end as they gradually formed a Golden Dragon. Its head rested at the front of the staff, while its massive body coiled around the entire shaft, its Dragon Scales glinting with dazzling light.

Before Wang Nan could see clearly, the Golden Dragon began to move slowly. Its neck stretched forward, its jaws opened wide, and it bit down on the Soul Ring. Then, a stream of pure soul power poured into his body.

Wang Nan recalled that this dragon had also appeared on the Coiling Dragon Staff during his battle with the Tyrant Dragon. After that, the staff's destructive power had greatly increased, and it had played no small part in defeating the Tyrant Dragon. But before he could think further, his consciousness left his body once again and sank into the Spiritual Sea.

With the experience of the previous few times, Wang Nan did not panic. Instead, he condensed his Spiritual Power into a staff and held it in his hand, quietly waiting for the Tyrant Dragon to appear.

Yet a moment later, what appeared before Wang Nan was not a Tyrant Dragon, but a small, youthful figure.

Golden Fur covered its body, which seemed to be made of translucent crystal and possessed a strange texture. It resembled a Young Lion overall, but its four paws were dragon claws, each one standing atop a cluster of Golden Flames. Through its fur, fine Golden Scales could faintly be seen covering its body.

It was precisely the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's original form.

The moment the figure appeared, it pounced swiftly toward Wang Nan's feet.

Wang Nan did not dare lower his guard. With a flash, he moved away from his original position.

After missing Wang Nan several times in a row, the figure's expression immediately turned somewhat aggrieved. Then it spun around and voluntarily dove into the Luminous Orb.

For a time, that Luminous Orb seemed to truly become a sun. Standing beside it, Wang Nan actually felt warmth. Bathed in its radiance, his Spiritual Power rapidly increased, and the entire Spiritual Sea seemed to come "alive."

A gentle breeze stirred, sending ripples across the sea. On the small island at its center, several blades of grass broke through the soil, bringing a touch of vitality to the place.

Wang Nan felt as though he had entered another real world rather than the Spiritual Sea.

Although he did not know why the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's spirit body had emerged from the Tyrant Dragon's Soul Ring, nor why it had not granted him any new additional skill, there was no doubt that the changes it brought far exceeded the value of an additional skill.

Just as Wang Nan was thinking this, immense soul power surged from the Soul Ring. He had no choice but to leave the Spiritual Sea and focus on absorbing the Soul Ring.

Time passed second by second. From noon on the previous day until daybreak the next day, Wang Nan remained in meditation.

He had never imagined that a mere Thousand-Year Soul Ring could contain such immense soul power.

Wang Nan's physique had already been strong, and after being nourished by various medicinal herbs, enhanced by the Right Arm Bone and his Martial Soul, his physical strength had likely surpassed that of a Soul Ancestor and could rival an ordinary Soul King. Yet even so, the soul power within this Soul Ring still filled his meridians to the brim.

Not until the following afternoon, after the process of absorbing the Soul Ring had lasted an entire day and night, did Wang Nan awaken from meditation.

"Nan'er, you're awake?" Wang Xing hurried over, his face showing a hint of delight.

"How long was I meditating?" Wang Nan noticed several more bloodshot lines in Wang Xing's eyes. He must not have rested for some time.

"A full day and night. How do you feel?"

Wang Nan stood up, feeling as if he had overeaten. He revealed his Martial Soul, and four Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple—slowly rose around him.

Although his newly acquired Soul Ring was also purple, its color was far deeper than that of his third Soul Ring, nearly black. It was said to be seven thousand years old, but it resembled a nine-thousand-year Soul Ring more closely.

"I feel a little stuffed." Wang Nan tried circulating his cultivation method. The soul power within his body was incomparable to what it had been yesterday. Though he had only just obtained his Fourth Soul Ring, he knew that his Soul Power Level was definitely not merely a little over level forty.

His soul power had remained at level forty for nine months. Coupled with the immense soul power brought by this Tyrant Dragon Soul Ring and his own unique "talent," his soul power should now be around level forty-five.

Wang Nan glanced at Wang Xing and took a deep breath. His soul power circulated and poured into the Fourth Soul Ring. At once, the golden patterns on the Coiling Dragon Staff transformed into the shape of a giant dragon again, but the greater change occurred in his Fourth Soul Ring.

As Wang Nan continuously injected soul power into it, the dark purple Fourth Soul Ring turned completely black, then slowly rose behind him.

"Overlord—Armor—"

The Soul Ring emitted a dark-black glow that enveloped Wang Nan. When the light faded, a suit of dark golden armor had appeared on his body.

The full-body armor was formed from piece after piece of Dragon Scales, reflecting a dark golden radiance under the sun. Dragon-shaped pauldrons decorated his shoulders, their dragon heads held high, their eyes lively and spirited as they radiated faint Dragon's Might.

This was his Fourth Soul Skill—Golden Scales.

It was also Wang Nan's first time using his Fourth Soul Skill. After putting on the Overlord Armor, he began carefully sensing the changes in himself.

Aside from greatly enhancing his defense and increasing his overall strength, this set of Overlord Armor also granted him two other abilities.

The first was called Dragon's Might. So long as Wang Nan wore the Overlord Armor, this ability would take effect passively. Though it was not as obvious as when the Tyrant Dragon Soul Beast had used it before, it still exerted a certain suppressive effect against Soul Masters and Soul Beasts weaker than Wang Nan.

The second was called Mutual Destruction. This ability came from the dignity and pride of the dragon race. When facing an unbeatable enemy, dragons would detonate their own soul power and flesh to perish alongside their foe. Likewise, Wang Nan could actively detonate the Overlord Armor, causing immense destruction to both himself and his enemy.

Although Dragon's Might and Mutual Destruction were supplementary abilities of his Fourth Soul Skill and could not be used independently without the Overlord Armor, Wang Nan was already completely satisfied that a mere Thousand-Year Soul Ring could provide so many abilities.