The purple light reached its peak, then suddenly exploded.
The entire space occupied by the Void Burrowing Beast was forcibly stripped from this world like a sheet of paper being torn away.
In that instant, Jiang Ming could even see the void's darkness leaking from that space, as though a perfect cube had been carved out of the world.
This was true Spatial Stripping!
It was a killing blow beyond his current limits, forcibly unleashed with Jiang Ming's level 30 Soul Power.
When the final trace of purple light faded into the air, the Void Burrowing Beast's massive body had already become a mangled corpse.
Its head and limbs were the most intact parts. A huge hole had been opened in its abdomen, leaving nothing inside.
Those pitch-black eyes remained open, but their pupils had already lost focus, devoid of even a trace of light.
A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring slowly rose from the corpse and hovered in midair.
The black Soul Ring shimmered with an eerie sheen beneath the sunlight, and silver-gray ripples occasionally spread across its surface.
"I got it!"
Jiang Ming panted heavily, every muscle in his body twitching uncontrollably.
His Soul Power had been completely drained by that strike, without even a trace left behind.
"Take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. Suffer today, yachts and models tomorrow!"
Jiang Ming tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile uglier than a grimace.
He slowly raised his still-trembling right hand and beckoned toward the Soul Ring.
As if drawn by some force, the Soul Ring slowly floated toward him.
The closer it came, the stronger that ancient, primordial aura became.
A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's Soul Ring differed from Thousand-Year and Hundred-Year Soul Rings.
It had weight.
Not physical weight, but an oppressive force on the level of the soul.
It was as if a pair of eyes were watching you from the void, judging whether you were qualified to bear this power.
Jiang Ming closed his eyes and guided the Soul Ring as it slowly sank into his body.
The instant the Soul Ring entered his body, his entire body shuddered violently.
This was an experience completely unlike absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
When he had absorbed Thousand-Year Soul Rings before, it had felt like stuffing a red-hot branding iron into his body.
But a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was different.
It was a void.
A boundless, freezing void that devoured everything.
As that power surged into his meridians, Jiang Ming even had an illusion.
He felt as though his body was being swallowed bit by bit by that void.
Cold.
Bone-piercing cold.
That spatial Soul Power churned and roared through his meridians like a wild beast unwilling to be tamed.
Every impact of Soul Power made his meridians groan under the strain.
Some of the smaller meridians even split apart directly.
Then healed again.
They split again, then healed again.
The cycle repeated endlessly, bringing unbearable pain.
Time passed bit by bit as the Soul Ring's power was gradually absorbed.
Then, an abrupt change occurred.
A vast will filled with savagery and unwillingness.
It separated from that Soul Power and charged straight into Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness.
Void Burrowing Beast Soul Impact!
The reason Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were difficult to absorb was not merely because of their immense Soul Power.
It was also because, when Soul Beasts over ten thousand years old died, their souls did not fully dissipate.
The remaining fragments of their souls clung to their Soul Rings and launched one final backlash when a Soul Master absorbed the ring.
This was the resentment and curse of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast before death, its final struggle.
That soul impact surged into Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness like a tide, transforming into the phantom of a miniature Void Burrowing Beast.
Its entire body was black, and its eyes resembled two black holes, emitting a frigid gloom that seemed to devour all light.
"Human..."
A low, hoarse roar exploded within Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness, carrying endless hatred.
"A mere level 30... and you dare covet my power?"
"I'll take your body!"
The Void Burrowing Beast's phantom opened its jaws and lunged at the core of Jiang Ming's consciousness.
It wanted to devour Jiang Ming's soul and seize this fleshly body.
This was the most terrifying death backlash of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The humiliation of dying in a sneak attack had left its resentment undispersed, making the remnant soul within its Soul Ring far more vicious than that of an ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Then, a light appeared in Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness.
It was Jiang Ming's own spiritual core, a silver sphere several times more solid than those of Soul Masters at the same level.
The Void Burrowing Beast's phantom crashed into that silver sphere.
For the first time, shock appeared in those black-hole-like eyes.
"You..."
"How could you..."
It had felt it.
This human's soul power far exceeded what a level 30 Soul Master should possess.
That degree of solidity, that vast spiritual power, was even stronger than some six-ring Soul Emperors.
It made no sense.
It made absolutely no sense.
Jiang Ming's consciousness sneered.
From the first day he had transmigrated into this world, he had discovered something.
His spiritual power and soul strength were countless times greater than those of Soul Masters at the same level in this world.
This was a mutation on the level of the soul brought about by transmigration.
"You want to devour me?"
"You're not qualified."
Jiang Ming's consciousness transformed into a massive silver hand and seized the Void Burrowing Beast phantom by the throat.
"Impossible... Impossible!"
"How can your soul be this strong?!"
"This makes no sense!"
The Void Burrowing Beast's phantom struggled madly and let out unwilling roars.
"This world doesn't need to make sense."
"It only needs results."
Jiang Ming's voice was cold and calm as his hand suddenly tightened.
The Void Burrowing Beast was crushed alive, turning into the purest soul fragments and merging into Jiang Ming's Sea of Consciousness.
The spatial Soul Power within his body lost the resistance of that violent will and gradually changed from berserk to docile.
Like a ferocious beast that had been tamed, it finally lowered its proud head.
Time passed bit by bit.
A faint silver-gray glow began to emerge around Jiang Ming's body, a sign of spatial Soul Power overflowing.
When the final wisp of Soul Power had completely merged into his body, Jiang Ming opened his eyes.
Three Soul Rings slowly appeared around him.
Yellow, purple, black!
A yellow first Soul Ring, a purple second Soul Ring, and the pitch-black third Soul Ring he had just absorbed.
The black Soul Ring glimmered with a frigid sheen beneath the sunlight, echoing with the other two Soul Rings as it radiated the unique pressure of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Jiang Ming slowly clenched his right fist, sensing the new power within him, so vast it nearly overflowed.
Level 33.
The immense Soul Power brought by absorbing the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring had pushed him directly to the peak of Level 33.
But that was not his greatest gain.
His third Soul Skill.
Information about that Soul Skill was like an instinct etched deep into his soul.
The corners of Jiang Ming's lips slowly rose, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his face.
With this Soul Skill, along with Space Shift.
As long as his Soul Power was not exhausted, and as long as he was not surrounded.
He would not die!
In this world fraught with danger, he had finally gained the capital to truly establish himself.
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