Martial Soul Upgrade, Slaying a Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger appeared before Kamisato Ayaka, a grave look surfacing in her eyes.

This Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger possessed strength that surpassed her own by more than just a single level.

Yet, even so, she had given her word to the Traveler; even if she were to die in battle, she would protect them.

Kamisato Ayaka hurriedly brandished the long blade in her hand at the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger.

The beast let out a sudden roar and charged at her instantly, a violent aura sweeping toward her.

Kamisato Ayaka hurriedly raised her katana to parry.

Clang—!

Following a crisp ringing sound, Kamisato Ayaka felt an immense pressure.

She was instantly knocked back several steps.

"Soul Skill—Kamisato Art: Hyouka!"

Kamisato Ayaka shouted sharply.

Immediately following, she swung her katana with a fierce motion.

The same soul skill was unleashed once more; the next moment, coldness condensed within the blade, and it slashed toward the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger with the force of a tearing gale.

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger let out a cold snort, showing no fear as it swiped its claw, meeting the attack head-on.

Boom—!

After a massive, muffled thud, Kamisato Ayaka was sent flying back several meters, while the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger merely paused for a brief moment.

"Roar—!"

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger let out an angry howl and continued its charge.

Kamisato Ayaka was struck with terror; the beast's reaction speed was simply too fast.

"Roar—!"

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger roared again, opening its blood-stained maw to snap at Kamisato Ayaka.

"Oh no!" Kamisato Ayaka's expression shifted slightly.

Just then, a violent aura suddenly erupted from Chen Feng, an aura filled with endless majesty, dominance, and ferocity.

This presence instantly blanketed the entire area, and under its shroud, the surrounding soul beasts actually prostrated themselves.

Within Chen Feng's mind, the system's voice rang out.

Ding, congratulations to the Host for a successful fusion. Your Martial Soul has successfully leveled up.

The next moment, Chen Feng opened his eyes, and terrifying power erupted from his surroundings.

Chen Feng stood up immediately, took a single step, and arrived instantly before Kamisato Ayaka.

He leaped high into the air, landing above the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger's head, and declared loudly: "A line of Frost Snow reflects the ancient sword, angry blossoms shatter and shake the long sky!"

As Chen Feng's voice fell, his long sword radiated a frigid aura. The brilliance within the blade flared, and then, carrying a terrifying pressure, the sword slashed directly down at the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger.

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger seemed to sense the danger; it roared in fury, its sharp claws flashing with a cold, piercing light as it met Chen Feng head-on.

Boom!

Sword energy condensed into ice, falling instantly from the sky.

Ssh—

With a loud crash, Chen Feng's long sword pierced through the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger's skull, sliding downward and cleaving through its head entirely.

The Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger's body went rigid, and it collapsed to the ground, its life signs extinguished.

Chen Feng landed on the beast's head, kneeling on one knee with his sword in hand, and whispered once more: "This sword is named—Frost Snow!"

As the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger perished completely, a purple soul ring slowly emerged from its body.

Ice shards danced in the air, appearing like thousands of crystalline petals fluttering in a dance. Each shard shimmered with a faint light, reflecting the sun like a swarm of dancing sprites in the sky.

A gentle breeze brushed past, scattering the ice like snowflakes that landed on leaves and blades of grass, adorning the earth like a mysterious and tranquil painting.

"Snow mist dresses the silver, orange branches reflect the jade. Hmm... with such beautiful scenery before us, only a pot of tea is missing to complement it."

Beside him, Kamisato Ayaka watched this beautiful scene and spoke up.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Once I finish absorbing the soul ring, we'll go into the city for tea."

"That sounds lovely."

Kamisato Ayaka said sweetly, her adorable appearance leaving Chen Feng momentarily dazed.

He did not know why, but he found himself thinking that Kamisato Ayaka was incredibly beautiful, even feeling a sudden urge to protect her.

"Whoosh—"

A light breeze blew, stirring their clothes.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, then walked over to the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger. This time, he would not repeat his previous mistake; he found a safe spot and prepared to absorb the thousand-year soul ring of the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger.

Chen Feng's soul power had originally been around level 19, but after he fused all those weapons, not only did his Martial Soul quality improve, but his soul power also rose to level 20.

Thus, it happened that Chen Feng had reached the time to absorb a spirit ring.

Coincidentally, he had obtained this thousand-year Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger spirit beast. Since the Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger was highly compatible with his own sword martial soul, Chen Feng felt he had to challenge himself, even if it was a thousand-year spirit ring.

Although the limit for a second spirit ring was typically around seven hundred years, this Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger was barely a thousand-year spirit beast, exceeding the limit by only about three hundred years.

Chen Feng had read many fan fictions where countless protagonists absorbed rings beyond their limits; since he possessed a system, why couldn't he do the same?

Even if he couldn't absorb it, he had the system, and the system surely wouldn't let him die so easily.

In short, he had to give it a try!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng closed his eyes and immediately began to absorb the spirit ring.

Although the two had reached a safe location, Kamisato Ayaka still guarded Chen Feng's side earnestly, not daring to lower her guard.

The terrifying thousand-year spirit ring began to gradually merge into Chen Feng's body. As it fused, that formidable power began to surge into his limbs and bones.

Chen Feng's entire body radiated a cold aura, and waves of terrifying power spread wildly along his tendons, blood vessels, and meridians.

When the aura of the thousand-year spirit ring reached a certain point, a strange ripple suddenly emanated from his meridians, which began to rotate rapidly like flowing water.

The process was excruciating for Chen Feng, who let out continuous, low roars. Veins bulged on his forehead, sweat beads the size of peas rolled down, and his muscles twitched incessantly as he endured pain that would be unbearable for an ordinary person.

Seeing this scene from the side, Kamisato Ayaka could not help but grow worried.

However, Chen Feng did not stop absorbing the spirit ring.

At this moment, the spirit power within his body had begun to boil, and he was using it to reinforce his meridians and bones.

Waves of heat struck him, and the searing, scorching sensation made Chen Feng nearly faint.

Nevertheless, Chen Feng managed to hold on. Finally, his meridians and bones reached their limit, and the thousand-year spirit ring was fully integrated into his system.

In that instant, a cool, refreshing energy raced along his meridians, eventually flowing into every part of his body.

Though it had been difficult, Chen Feng had ultimately persevered.

Chen Feng opened his eyes and discovered that by absorbing the thousand-year spirit ring, his spirit power had jumped by three levels, reaching level twenty-three.

Although his level still could not compare to Ning Rongrong or Tang San, when it came to actual combat power, it was hard to say who would win.

Moreover, he possessed a system that allowed his martial soul to upgrade at will; at this rate, he would catch up very soon.

Seeing Chen Feng open his eyes, Kamisato Ayaka immediately came before him and said happily, "That's wonderful, Traveler, you finally succeeded."