Another External Soul Bone

Inside the Soul Hunting Forest.

After Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei had severely wounded the Tyrant Dragon, Bibi Dong emerged gracefully from the woods with Gu Han, Pope's Scepter in hand, her slender jade legs taking elegant lotus steps.

Looking at the Tyrant Dragon lying in the distance, barely clinging to life, Bibi Dong's peerlessly beautiful face, noble and regal, bore an expression of "concern" and "anticipation" in her amber eyes as she spoke gently.

"Xiao Han, go kill this Tyrant Dragon, then absorb its soul ring."

"Mm!"

Gu Han took a deep breath and nodded. From the Storage Soul Tool, the Void Clarity Ring, he took out a golden long spear about ten feet long, covered in dragon-shaped patterns and tipped with an incomparably sharp spearhead, then walked toward the Tyrant Dragon.

After deriving the Sacred Dragon Spear Technique, Gu Han had specially spent a great deal of money at a highly renowned blacksmith shop in Spirit City to have this golden long spear forged.

His purpose was to practice his spear technique well before his Sacred Dragon Martial Soul grew large enough to ride.

That way, he could later transform directly into a Dragon Knight, wield the Golden Dragon Spear, and sweep across the world.

However, because he had yet to master the Sacred Dragon Spear Technique he had derived, Gu Han had thought that this golden long spear would need to remain hidden for quite some time before being revealed to the world.

He had not expected to get the chance to use it so soon.

It was not that Gu Han did not want to use the Sun Radiance Sword.

The main issue was that the Tyrant Dragon was simply too massive. Its huge, ferocious dragon head—and even its Dark Gold Vertical Pupils—were each as large as water vats.

The Sun Radiance Sword was too short. Even if he stabbed it through the Tyrant Dragon's eye, he feared it would not reach its brain.

After approaching the Tyrant Dragon, which was barely alive, Gu Han had originally intended to give it a swift and clean end with the golden long spear.

But suddenly, as though remembering something, Gu Han pondered for a moment and summoned his Sacred Dragon Martial Soul with a thought.

Amid a burst of golden light.

When the Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, resembling a young Golden Sacred Dragon, appeared at his side, the Tyrant Dragon's enormous Dark Gold Vertical Pupils revealed shock and disbelief as they fixed upon the Sacred Dragon.

A Golden Sacred Dragon?

A legendary, powerful Pure-Blood True Dragon—why had it been summoned by a human?

Could this be a human's Martial Soul?

But that was not right!

This esteemed Lord Golden Sacred Dragon seemed to possess a physical body!

Just as I thought!

Seeing the shock in the Tyrant Dragon's eyes, Gu Han could not help but think inwardly.

When I hunted for my Second Soul Ring and killed that Golden Dragon Turtle, it seems I had not misread its expression.

These Dragon Soul Beasts appeared to possess relatively high intelligence. After the Sacred Dragon evolved to a certain extent, these Dragon Soul Beasts seemed able to sense the Sacred Dragon's Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline and identity.

I wonder whether the External Soul Bone that Golden Dragon Turtle gave me last time was also related to the Sacred Dragon.

With a hint of desire to test his theory, after summoning the Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, Gu Han used the Golden Dragon Spear to grant the Tyrant Dragon release beneath its stunned gaze.

Very soon, countless dark-purple motes of light began to drift continuously from the Tyrant Dragon's corpse.

They gathered above the body, condensing into a dark-purple soul ring.

Gu Han then sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes. He silently circulated the Sacred Dragon Art, drawing the soul ring over and placing it around himself.

In an instant, a surge of violent Soul Power erupted from the soul ring and flooded continuously into Gu Han's body.

But for Gu Han, who cultivated the Sacred Dragon Body Forging Method, this level of violent Soul Power was nothing. It was entirely within the limits his body could withstand.

Still, Gu Han felt that the violent Soul Power released by this Tyrant Dragon's soul ring seemed merely to be greater in quantity due to its higher cultivation. Its nature was not particularly savage at all.

Logically speaking.

Although only soul beasts with ten-thousand-year cultivation possessed sufficiently high intelligence that their deaths produced immense resentment, causing a spiritual backlash when soul masters absorbed their soul rings.

For soul beasts with more tyrannical temperaments, such as Tyrant Dragons, Man Faced Demon Spiders, and Dark Demon Tigers.

Even if they were under ten thousand years old, the Soul Power released when absorbing their soul rings would be more savage in nature than that of other soul beasts' soul rings, making them harder to absorb.

Yet while absorbing this Tyrant Dragon's soul ring, Gu Han had not sensed that phenomenon.

This undoubtedly showed that the Tyrant Dragon did not harbor much resentment or resistance toward him absorbing its soul ring.

Sacred Dragon, now it's up to you!

Thinking of the possible reason, Gu Han kept his eyes closed and continued circulating the Sacred Dragon Art to refine the Tyrant Dragon's soul ring, but a trace of anticipation could not help rising in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, just as he was nearly finished absorbing the Tyrant Dragon's soul ring, an inexplicable mass of Soul Power suddenly surged into Gu Han's body and ultimately converged toward his right hand.

Under the watchful eyes of Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Gu Han's right hand suddenly burst with gray-black light. His entire palm swelled and enlarged as large patches of gray-black dragon scales emerged over it, while sharp claws sprang out from between his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Han's right hand had transformed into a huge, ferocious Gray-Black Dragon Claw. Dark-gold patterns covered it, forming the image of a vicious Tyrant Dragon head.

"Another External Soul Bone?!"

Seeing the change in Gu Han's right hand, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's eyes widened at once. He let out a shrill cry of disbelief, unable to believe what he was seeing.

External Soul Bones were the pinnacle for soul masters.

Even obtaining a single one would be outrageously lucky!

Yet Gu Han had managed to obtain two External Soul Bones in succession—his luck was simply heaven-defying!

After refining the Tyrant Dragon's Soul Ring and absorbing the External Soul Bone it had left behind, Gu Han slowly opened his eyes. A flicker of excitement flashed through his ink-black pupils.

Sure enough, he had guessed correctly!

Dragon Soul Beasts generally possessed rather high intelligence, and their bloodlines followed a strict hierarchy.

Once the Sacred Dragon evolved to a certain point, those Dragon Soul Beasts could sense the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline within it.

The Golden Sacred Dragon was a pure-blooded dragon!

And because the Sacred Dragon was a special martial soul with a physical body, those Dragon Soul Beasts had surely become doubtful of its identity.

But in the end, they had chosen to trust the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline. Not only had they offered no resistance and allowed him to absorb their Soul Rings smoothly, they had even voluntarily condensed into External Soul Bones for him!

It seemed that as long as he made good use of this...

Every time he absorbed a Soul Ring in the future, he might be able to obtain an External Soul Bone!

"Xiao Han, congratulations!"

After Gu Han successfully finished absorbing the Soul Ring, Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei all walked over.

Among them, Bibi Dong stood gracefully with the Pope's Scepter in hand. Her incomparably beautiful, mature face was filled with gentleness and admiration as her vermilion lips parted, making her the first to congratulate Gu Han.

Though she appeared sincerely happy for Gu Han, a trace of disappointment flashed deep within Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Xiao Han, your luck really is enough to make anyone jealous!"

"Ordinary soul masters might never see an External Soul Bone in their entire lives, yet you obtained one both times you absorbed a Soul Ring. Comparing people really can make one die of envy!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's effeminate, handsome face was full of envy as he spoke in an equally effeminate tone. His words were so sour, it was as though he had swallowed baskets of lemons.

"Ah! It seems there really is a gap between people."

Even Ghost Douluo Gui Mei could not keep it together anymore. Crossing his arms, he jokingly spoke in a somewhat low, indifferent voice, sounding helpless.