The ice bear remained as wild and unyielding as ever, baring its teeth at Du Busi with ferocious hostility.
"Are all the soul beasts in the Extreme North this arrogant?"
Du Busi planted one foot on the ice bear, pinning it firmly down. Resting his elbow on the knee of the leg that held the bear in place, he studied its savage expression.
Suddenly, he slapped the top of the ice bear's head.
"Awooo!"
The ice bear let out a miserable cry, growing even fiercer.
However, after Du Busi delivered three more slaps in succession, it no longer dared to howl.
Still, Du Busi saw unwillingness in its eyes. He saw hatred.
"You called for help?" Du Busi snorted coldly and pressed down with his foot, instantly crushing the ice bear's back.
"Awooo!"
The ice bear screamed again.
As if answering that cry, three furious ice bear roars rang out in the distance one after another.
Three ice bears were rushing over.
Judging from the fluctuations of their Soul Power, all of them were at least ten-thousand-year soul beasts.
"Hmph. Aotian, come kill it."
Du Busi snorted and restrained the ice bear, allowing Long Aotian to deliver the killing blow.
The instant the ice bear died, the other three ice bears roared in fury. Even from far away, one could feel the soaring storm of ice elemental power.
Du Busi's expression shifted slightly.
He was not afraid of the soul beasts of the Extreme North, but he was wary of the environment here.
The soul beasts deep within the Extreme North all possessed exceptionally powerful Ice attributes and were especially skilled at using their own Ice attributes to draw upon the power of their surroundings.
Ice was an attribute that could easily escalate into a natural disaster, particularly in the Extreme North.
It could be said that any soul beast within the core region of the Extreme North might unleash strength far beyond what its age suggested. Even Di Tian, the strongest among the Fierce Beasts, with a full eight hundred thousand years of cultivation and the Dragon God Claw, would not dare fight Snow Empress, who had seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, to the death in the Extreme North.
Three ten-thousand-year ice bears joining forces to stir up the snow and ice of the Extreme North could cause a disaster even more terrifying than the outburst of an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
"I've shown you mercy, so don't mistake it for weakness!"
Du Busi flew into a rage and immediately transformed into a ten-meter-tall giant, charging with agile speed toward one of the ten-thousand-year ice bears.
Even the tornadoes formed from ice and snow could not stop him. He charged straight through them, snapping them in half before they could gather force.
As for that ice bear, Du Busi's furious punch blasted a massive bloody hole through its body. The poison from his Poison Cultivation swiftly seeped inside, corroding its flesh and organs.
An ice bear that had not cultivated long enough was not Extreme Ice. Though it could still hinder the spread of poison, it was utterly incapable of blocking Du Busi's Poison Cultivation in the face of such an overwhelming gap.
Du Busi's cold gaze turned toward the other two ice bears. His Spiritual Power spread through heaven and earth, and it seemed as if his projection appeared within the world itself, carrying the majesty of the heavens and intimidating the ice bears that had run rampant through the Extreme North.
"Even if Snow Empress herself came, this old man would not fear her. I'll spare your lives today, so do not provoke this old man again!"
He picked up the half-dead ten-thousand-year ice bear and threw it toward the other two.
Bang!
The two ten-thousand-year ice bears did not even dare step forward to catch it, allowing their badly injured companion to crash heavily onto the ground.
They carefully watched Du Busi's expression. Only after seeing him turn back toward the corpse of the thousand-year ice bear did they cautiously drag their companion away, heading deeper into the Extreme North.
Only after they could no longer sense Du Busi's aura did they let out aggrieved roars.
They wanted revenge.
But they had also been scared out of their wits.
Could White King help them seek justice?
Before the two ice bears could even weigh the matter, recalling Du Busi's intimidation immediately made them abandon the thought of lodging a complaint.
White King had never been a king who devoted himself wholeheartedly to his clan. Their chances of succeeding if they complained were not high.
Thinking of this, the two ice bears picked up their severely injured companion and headed toward a place they remembered as suitable for recovering from injuries. At this moment, did they not also resent White King? If only White King had even a little of the Titan Snow Demon King's protectiveness toward his own, would they not have had the courage to complain?
"Hmph. I figured they wouldn't dare."
Du Busi seemed to sense the ice bears' movements from afar. He snorted and paid them no further attention.
He looked toward Long Aotian, who was absorbing the ice bear's soul ring, and revealed a satisfied expression.
Compared to the unexpected Chen Ming, Long Aotian was the disciple he had wholeheartedly nurtured.
There was no helping it. Chen Ming was practically cheating—the speed at which his physical constitution improved was simply too fierce. It felt so unreal that even Du Busi did not dare casually claim credit for such an honor.
In his view, Chen Ming's success was more the result of his own talent than Du Busi's teaching.
Long Aotian, on the other hand, was far more reasonable. Everything about him was the result of Du Busi's instruction.
Perhaps because of his second soul ring, Long Aotian's skin had taken on a dark golden color while in Martial Soul Possession.
Now, as he absorbed the ice bear soul ring, his skin underwent a completely opposite transformation, becoming a flawless jade color all over.
Long Aotian's expression suddenly changed, his face twisting in pain.
Du Busi instantly wrapped his disciple in Spiritual Power, while his Soul Power burst the Ice Bear's corpse apart.
"There's no soul bone."
Without a soul bone, why had this suddenly happened while he was absorbing the soul ring?
His expression darkened. This was not the first time something like this had happened. An accident had occurred when Chen Ming absorbed his second soul ring as well. Though the gains had been gratifying, the process had truly been nerve-racking.
"Teacher, don't worry. Senior Brother's two soul rings should be resonating with each other."
"The soul rings are resonating?" Du Busi had never heard of such a concept.
Chen Ming said, "That's just my own term for it. The different soul rings absorbed by a martial soul can also resonate with one another, whether through the fusion of bloodlines or through their soul skills enhancing each other. For example, Yuan Liu's second soul ring and the soul rings he acquires afterward will inevitably have some form of resonance. In addition, the bloodlines gained from different soul rings may also promote one another."
"Senior Brother's second soul ring came from a Metagross and contains the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear's bloodline. It should have reacted somewhat with the Ice Bear bloodline from this third soul ring."
The concern on Du Busi's face did not lessen. Instead, it deepened.
"From the way you describe it, it sounds more like the two bloodlines in his body are clashing. That's not a good thing."
"No, no. Under normal circumstances, a bloodline conflict would indeed be a bad thing. But Senior Brother's Metagross second soul ring was not very old to begin with, and the Metagross itself was not a Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear. Its bloodline was not particularly concentrated. Meanwhile, this third soul ring came from a purebred Ice Bear. So in the clash, the Ice Bear bloodline will gain the upper hand, and then—"
"And then what?" Du Busi asked instinctively.
"And then, the Ice Bear bloodline will absorb the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear bloodline. The two will fuse, with the Ice Bear as the foundation, gaining some of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear's traits." Chen Ming said, "Senior Brother has already finished absorbing the soul ring. A conflict occurring at this point will not be fatal."
Only Chen Ming's final, simple explanation finally allowed Du Busi to breathe a sigh of relief.
Indeed, if the conflict had begun while he was still absorbing the soul ring, that would have been truly dangerous.
As the two spoke, Long Aotian's expression visibly relaxed.
Threads of dark gold began to emerge beneath the jade-like skin on his body.
The greatest change was in his hands, which were almost completely covered in dark gold. A sharp metallic aura rushed toward them.
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