Force-Gathering Blood Vine, First Soul Ring

However, he was also aware that the Force-Gathering Blood Vine was not easy to deal with.

This plant-type soul beast concentrated all its power into its main vine, granting it immense attack power and extremely Toughness.

To defeat it, one must sever the connection between the main root and its other branches, preventing it from drawing power from the ground.

Wang Xian did not hesitate; he opened his right hand, and an ink-green light condensed in his palm.

This time, the Life Blue Silver Grass did not spread out in its usual chaotic manner, but instead compressed, condensed, and tightened.

Soon, a long, ink-green scepter slowly took shape in his hand.

The shaft was woven from countless fine Life Blue Silver Grass fibers, with silver life patterns flowing across its surface.

It felt warm and smooth like jade in his grip, not like something woven from plants, but rather like some kind of warm gemstone.

The head of the scepter was curved like a Sickle, with tiny silver serrations densely packed along the outer edge, while the inner side flowed with a soft golden light.

The entire scepter was about 1.2 meters long and unexpectedly light, yet it felt heavy in his hand, as if he were holding a living creature.

This was the Weapon Form of the Life Blue Silver Grass: the Life Scepter.

The Force-Gathering Blood Vine seemed to sense the threat; its thick main vine shuddered violently, and the deep red flower bud at the tip opened slightly, emitting an even more intense medicinal fragrance.

Wang Xian did not give it time to react; he swung the Life Scepter and slashed forward.

Life Severing, release.

An ink-green arc of blade light flew from the head of the scepter, over half a meter wide, its edges shimmering with a silver-white cold light.

The blade light swept through the air with a soft "hiss," heading straight for the roots of the Force-Gathering Blood Vine.

The main vine of the Force-Gathering Blood Vine recoiled sharply, but the blade light was too fast; with a "chi" sound, several small branches extending from the roots were severed instantly.

Dark red sap oozed from the cuts, dripping down the vine like blood.

The Force-Gathering Blood Vine seemed enraged; the thick main vine whipped up like a giant python, sweeping toward Wang Xian with a dull whistling sound.

The blood-red vein patterns on the surface of the vine lit up, emitting a dark red glow.

Wang Xian stepped back, swinging the scepter in his hand once more.

A second Life Severing was unleashed, the ink-green blade light colliding head-on with the sweeping main vine.

"Crack—"

The main vine, as thick as an arm, was struck by the blade light and severed directly into two pieces.

The cut was as clean as if it had been sliced by a knife; the upper half of the vine flew a long distance away, still writhing on the ground.

Dark red sap sprayed out, splattering the ground.

The flower bud of the Force-Gathering Blood Vine trembled violently, its color fading rapidly, and the medicinal fragrance grew much weaker.

The remaining half of the main vine recoiled, as if trying to retreat back into the ground.

Wang Xian did not give it that chance.

He stepped forward, raised the scepter high, and delivered a third strike toward the roots of the Force-Gathering Blood Vine.

The ink-green blade light sank into the soil with a muffled "thud."

The roots of the Force-Gathering Blood Vine were completely severed; the remaining vines twitched violently a few times, then slowly went limp and stopped moving.

Looking at the Force-Gathering Blood Vine lying limp on the ground, its vitality rapidly fading away.

Wang Xian looked at the Life Scepter in his hand with satisfaction.

"The power of this scepter is truly strong!" Wang Xian exclaimed.

Just then, a yellow light slowly rose from the surface of the vine, condensing into a yellow Soul Ring in the air, hanging silently in place.

Wang Xian stared at the Soul Ring, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately went over to prepare to absorb it, lest any delays attract other soul beasts.

A three-hundred-and-ninety-year-old Force-Gathering Blood Vine was just right.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, a pale green light lit up in his hand as the Life Vine transformed back into the Life Blue Silver Grass.

Soul power surged out, and the yellow Soul Ring was drawn over, hovering above his head and establishing a connection with his body and Martial Soul.

As the three-hundred-and-ninety-year-old Soul Ring poured into his body, he trembled slightly, but he managed to endure it.

Ever since he was a child, he had been training his body, and to this day, he had not slacked off in the slightest.

Coupled with his own strong vitality, he was naturally able to withstand a Soul Ring of this age.

An hour later, the yellow Soul Ring above Wang Xian's head had become very thin.

It hung there, faint and ethereal, like mist about to dissipate at any moment.

The soul power within his body surged continuously, wave after wave, as if something were crashing through his meridians, searching for an exit.

Suddenly, his body gave a violent jolt.

The thin Soul Ring seemed to be pulled by something, shrinking instantly and turning into a yellow stream of light that submerged into his body from the top of his head.

A wave of warm energy exploded in his chest, flowing through his meridians to every part of his body, and his bones emitted a series of faint cracking sounds.

Wang Xian slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

He spread his right hand, and a pale cyan light surged from his palm as Blue Silver vines extended one by one, swaying gently in front of him.

A yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet, slowly rotating around his body and emitting a warm, gentle luster.

Soul power surged within his body, more than twice as thick as it had been before.

He could feel that the bottleneck had been broken through, and that power continued to climb upward until it reached a certain height, finally slowing down and settling steadily into his dantian.

Level twelve.

Wang Xian clenched his fist, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

This is the benefit of absorbing a limit-breaking Soul Ring; I have finally become a Soul Master and possess my first Soul Skill. Wang Xian was filled with joy.

At the same time, a notification sound from the system rang out in his mind.

"Host detected to have obtained the First Soul Ring and acquired the first Soul Skill; the Soul Skill Cultivation System has been unlocked."

Although he heard the system's notification, Wang Xian did not immediately open the panel to inspect it.

He observed his surroundings, and after confirming there were no Soul Beasts lying in ambush, he immediately set off toward the edge of the Star Dou Forest.

Searching for and hunting for a Soul Ring inside the Star Dou Forest had taken quite a bit of time.

If he were to delay any longer here, it would be dark soon.

The Star Dou Forest at night was not something he, someone who had just obtained his first Soul Ring, could handle.

Having broken through level ten and obtained his first Soul Ring, Wang Xian had grown quite a bit taller, and his physical fitness had also seen a significant improvement.

His speed in leaving was much faster than his speed in entering.

In about half an hour, he had left the Star Dou Forest and appeared once again in the wilderness outside.

"I'll find a place to rest nearby for tonight."

Arriving at the side of a small stream, Wang Xian set down the backpack he was carrying, took out a simple tent, and quickly set it up.

After setting it up, he took a bath in the stream.

Returning to the tent, he began to gnaw on some dry rations while sensing the first Soul Skill he had just acquired.