Soul Bone Skill

Tang Xuan felt as though he had a thousand words he wanted to say.

Yet in the end, they only turned into a sigh.

"Ah... is a genius's path of cultivation always this... straightforward?"

When everyone heard that, an inexplicable anger rose in their hearts.

Why did it sound like this kid was still somewhat dissatisfied?

If you don't want it, give it to me. I couldn't get one even if I begged.

"Stinky Kid, you just got back and you're already running your mouth. If you've got nothing to do, go back and rest. Don't stand here getting in my way," Chen Xin scolded with a smile.

Tang Xuan smiled awkwardly and was about to leave when he suddenly stepped back. "I almost forgot something important. Grandpa, I can tell that my fusion with the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone isn't very complete. Not only can't I control it as easily as an arm, I don't even know what its Soul Bone Skill is. Why don't you try applying some Soul Pressure to me?"

"Perfect. You've just handed me a perfectly legitimate chance to teach you a lesson." Chen Xin's smile was as sharp as his title.

Tang Xuan could not help but shudder.

He regretted it immensely.

If I'd known, I wouldn't have shown off like that.

"Alright, get ready. I'm starting." Chen Xin called out as he formed a Sword Finger before his chest with one hand.

The air inside the hall immediately twisted.

Violent, immense Soul Power, carrying a faint aura of slaughter, rushed toward Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan knew that Chen Xin had not developed any killing intent toward him.

Rather, it was because Chen Xin's Sword Momentum was—slaughter!

That inextinguishable killing aura was naturally hidden within his Soul Power, impossible to completely strip away.

When the Soul Pressure descended upon him, Tang Xuan's expression did not change. He merely closed his eyes slightly.

He even seemed to be enjoying it.

Chen Xin could not help but smile faintly at the sight.

He had said he wanted to teach Tang Xuan a lesson.

In truth, he had only released the pressure of ten levels of Soul Power as a test.

But even if it was only a test, those ten levels of Soul Power were not to be underestimated.

In terms of quality alone, Chen Xin's ten levels of Soul Power were already enough to rival all of Tang Xuan's Soul Power.

Yet even so, Tang Xuan showed not the slightest hint of pain.

It seemed his grandson's body was far tougher than he had imagined.

With that thought, Chen Xin silently increased his Soul Power output.

One level after another, it rose to the same twenty-three levels as Tang Xuan's in only a few breaths.

This time, sweat finally appeared on Tang Xuan's forehead, and his teeth gradually clenched.

"It still can't force out your Martial Soul?" Chen Xin asked in surprise.

Did an External Soul Bone really provide such a massive boost to Physical Fitness?

An ordinary Spirit Master could endure, at most, Soul Pressure equal to their own level.

Even the slightest amount beyond that could very likely cause their body to explode and kill them.

And that was only with their Martial Soul activated.

"It's still not enough. Go straight to thirty!" Tang Xuan roared through gritted teeth.

He turned and sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating his Soul Power with all his strength to resist Chen Xin.

If he could not force out his Martial Soul, the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone would never fuse perfectly.

It was not merely the "experience" Tang San had given him from the original work.

Somewhere deep down, Tang Xuan himself also had that feeling.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin focused the Sword Finger releasing his Soul Power even more intently.

His thirty levels of Soul Power were more than enough to kill a Soul King.

If anything went even slightly wrong, Tang Xuan might die by his own hand.

When the Soul Pressure reached thirty levels, Tang Xuan's expression twisted in agony.

In a daze, he seemed to return to the time when he had absorbed the Shadow Demon Tiger's Spirit Ring.

The same pain, the same scorching heat.

As time passed.

Tang Xuan could no longer endure it, and the Mysterious Iron Heavy Sword burst out of his body uncontrollably.

At once, the pressure on Tang Xuan dropped sharply, and the tension on his face gradually eased.

Only now did Tang Xuan's fusion with the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone truly begin.

Chen Xin continued increasing his Soul Power output.

Level 32... Level 34.

When the Soul Power output reached Level 35, Tang Xuan seemed to reach some critical threshold as well.

Two streams of Mysterious Black light suddenly shot out from his back.

Like spreading ice, the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone gradually solidified.

Tang Xuan unconsciously flapped his wings twice, his feet slowly leaving the ground. Gripping the heavy sword, he hovered in midair.

The Mysterious Black glow of his wings mingled with the dim yellow lamplight and fell across his face.

Like a god, yet like a demon.

Off to the side, Ning Rongrong slightly raised her head to gaze at Tang Xuan, her eyes gradually turning dazed.

Whose little brother is this? How could he be this handsome...

Chen Xin withdrew his Soul Pressure and let out a long breath.

Soul Power suppression looked as though Tang Xuan, the one enduring it, had it harder.

But in truth, Chen Xin, the one applying the pressure, was the most exhausted.

Tang Xuan's physical fitness was far too strange.

If the Soul Pressure was too low, it would not be enough to force the External Soul Bone to fuse with Tang Xuan.

But if it was even slightly higher, then with Tang Xuan's Level 23 Soul Power, no matter how strong his physical fitness was, he would inevitably suffer some injury.

If Chen Xin had not been a Level 96 Super Douluo, he truly would not have been able to control the balance within such a razor-thin margin.

"Woohoo, that felt great~" Tang Xuan circled above everyone's heads once before slowly descending.

Flight had always been a desire etched into humanity's genes.

Now, the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone had completely fused with him.

Using it felt as instinctive as moving his hands and feet.

Even without training, he could fly with ease.

"Xiao Xuan, can you clearly sense the Soul Bone Skill?" Chen Xin asked.

"Clearly? Crystal clear. Watch this!" A mysterious smile curled at Tang Xuan's lips.

The Soul Power within his body surged wildly toward the Mysterious Wing Soul Bone.

The next instant, Tang Xuan vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes.

"What?" Chen Xin and Gu Rong's pupils shrank sharply.

They suddenly turned around.

Tang Xuan had somehow, at some unknown moment, appeared behind them.

Aside from looking slightly pale, it was as though nothing had happened.

"Xiao Xuan, your Soul Bone Skill is... Teleportation?" Chen Xin asked, though his tone was extremely certain.

Because even he had failed to catch Tang Xuan's flight path.

Other than Teleportation, no speed could escape the perception of a Level 96 Super Douluo.

Not even a Level 99 Agility Attack System Spirit Master, or even a pure agility-type Spirit Master, could do it.

"That's right, it's Teleportation. The consumption is a little high, though. One use takes nearly a third of my Soul Power, and the range is only ten meters." Tang Xuan nodded proudly.

With this skill, the final weakness in Tang Xuan's mobility had been made up for.

Although the Teleportation distance was short and its consumption was high, this Mysterious Wing Soul Bone was only a thousand years old.

Once its age increased in the future, it would surely be able to evolve.

"The skill was indeed formidable, but what puzzled me was—how could a Shadow Demon Tiger possibly produce this kind of Soul Skill? Xiao Xuan's Martial Soul doesn't have a spatial attribute either." Chen Xin stroked his chin, voicing a question that struck at the soul.

Even Ning Fengzhi could not help furrowing his brow.

Throughout the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there had been quite a few people who had obtained Shadow Demon Tiger Spirit Rings, or even Soul Bones.

Yet no one had ever developed a Teleportation Soul Skill involving space.

That simply did not make sense.

Unless that person's Martial Soul Itself was related to space, allowing the Shadow Demon Tiger's potentially added speed attribute to be converted into the spatial attribute required by the Spirit Master.

"Uh, I think I forgot to mention that the blade of the Mysterious Iron Heavy Sword has Black Hole Attraction. Originally, it could only pull in things like Hidden Weapons and arrows, but now that I think about it, the essence of that thing might actually be Space Power..." Tang Xuan said weakly.

All this time, everyone's attention had been focused on the weight of the Mysterious Iron Heavy Sword, as well as its edgeless blade.

The Black Hole Attraction on the sword's body had always been overlooked.

Even Tang Xuan himself sometimes forgot that he possessed such an ability.

Now, it seemed that this ability might be even more powerful than he had imagined...

The others first exchanged glances, then all wore speechless expressions.

How could he forget something so important?

Just what exactly was going on inside that little head of his...?

Tang Xuan said: I merely forgot to mention it, not that I forgot to use it. My Whirlwind Style relies heavily on Black Hole Attraction...