Intercepting the Eight Spider Lances! 43,000-Year Shadow Evil God Dragon, Level 54! Fifth Soul Skill, Shadow Dragon God Transformation

Han Yu did not move, but a strange glint flashed through his eyes.

Two thousand years?

A Man Faced Demon Spider?

Combined with the disturbance caused by the Titan Giant Ape just now, the Shrek group must have already been scattered.

A meaningful sneer curled across Han Yu's lips.

If he was not mistaken, this should be the Man Faced Demon Spider from the original story—the one Tang San killed above his level while searching for Xiao Wu, which dropped an External Soul Bone.

"Grandpa, wait for me a moment."

Han Yu spoke calmly, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage as he darted into the bushes.

"Hiss—!"

Accompanied by a brief, miserable shriek, the commotion in the forest quickly fell silent.

Only a dozen or so breaths later, Han Yu slowly emerged.

Behind him, the Man Faced Demon Spider had already been cleanly severed into two halves.

A purple Spirit Ring was slowly condensing above its corpse.

"You brat, you're quite bloodthirsty."

Gu Rong helplessly shook his head. Just as he was about to urge Han Yu onward, his gaze suddenly froze on the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse.

Beneath the armored shell of its abdomen, a strange purple-black glow flickered faintly.

It eventually condensed into a peculiar bone, complete with eight spider legs.

Gu Rong sucked in a sharp breath. His eyes widened even more than when he had seen the Titan Giant Ape, and even his voice stuttered.

"Th-this... this is... an External Soul Bone?!"

Han Yu stepped forward and drew the Eight Spider Lances Soul Bone into his hand. Feeling its cold, razor-sharp aura, the smile on his lips deepened.

"Looks like my luck is pretty good."

"Pretty good?

It's downright heaven-defying!"

Gu Rong excitedly slapped Han Yu on the shoulder and roared with laughter.

"An External Soul Bone!

This is a supreme treasure in the Spirit Master World, second only to—or even more valuable than—a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

You casually killed a two-thousand-year spider and got one. My good grandson, it's like Heaven itself is chasing after you to feed you!"

Han Yu toyed with the Eight Spider Lances in his hand, his eyes dark as he gave a soft laugh.

"Food from Heaven?

Perhaps.

But this thing should have originally belonged to some self-important 'genius.'"

Without the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San's future feats of killing enemies above his level and his hidden trump cards would probably be greatly weakened.

"Who cares who it originally belonged to!

Now it belongs to Han!"

Gu Rong swept his hand grandly, his face glowing with excitement.

"Let's go!

Hurry up and put this treasure away!

This opening stroke of luck is too good. Today, Grandpa is determined to find you an exceptional forty-thousand-year Soul Beast!"

"Alright."

Han Yu stored the Eight Spider Lances in his Soul Tool with a backhanded motion, his tone relaxed.

"Stealing someone else's opportunity does put me in a good mood.

Grandpa, let's go."

The two continued deeper toward the boundary between the Mixed Zone and the Core Zone.

The surrounding light gradually dimmed, and the air was thick with danger.

"Stop."

Gu Rong suddenly halted, his brows lifting slightly as a flash of wild joy passed through his eyes.

"Good grandson, your luck today is simply unstoppable!"

Han Yu stopped and followed Gu Rong's gaze.

"Grandpa, what did you find?"

"About ten miles ahead, there's an extremely powerful dark-attribute fluctuation. The surrounding space is also highly unstable."

Gu Rong rubbed his hands together with a chuckle.

"If this old man's senses are correct, it's a Shadow Evil God Dragon.

Judging by its Soul Power fluctuations, it's definitely over forty thousand years old, but under forty-five thousand!

It's practically tailor-made for you!"

Although it had the word "god dragon" in its name.

It was actually only a draconic Soul Beast.

Han Yu's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded in satisfaction.

"A Shadow Evil God Dragon?

It possesses an exceptionally dense dark attribute and partial control over space.

It truly is the Soul Beast most compatible with my Dark Sacred Dragon."

"Let's go!

Wait here. This old man will capture it for you right away!"

Gu Rong laughed loudly, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

Less than half an incense stick later.

Amid a thunderous rumble that shook the earth and mountains, Gu Rong returned.

Bang!

A massive dragon covered in black-purple scales, over ten meters long and barely clinging to life.

Gu Rong tossed it before Han Yu like a ragged sack.

"Good grandson, do it!

It's around forty-three thousand years old!"

Gu Rong dusted off his hands, then frowned with concern.

"Yu'er, are you really confident?

This is a forty-three-thousand-year Earth Dragon. Its resentment and energy are incomparably violent, far beyond those of ordinary Soul Beasts..."

Han Yu did not waste words. He directly summoned his Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul and condensed a pitch-black Soul Power blade in his hand.

"Grandpa, just protect me.

Watch how I completely devour it."

Squelch!

The blade pierced precisely into the Shadow Evil God Dragon's vital point.

As the dragon breathed its last, a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring so deep it was nearly black slowly rose.

Han Yu sat cross-legged, drew upon his Soul Power, and directly placed the black Spirit Ring around himself.

"Hiss—"

Watching the violent energy around Han Yu surge explosively, Gu Rong grew so tense that even his breathing softened, his fists clenched tightly.

"You brat, don't force yourself..."

Yet second by second, time passed.

Not only did Han Yu show no sign of pain, but his aura became increasingly steady.

The black dragon scales appearing over his body also grew deeper and more crystalline.

The terrifying physique reshaped by Immortal Herbs revealed its extraordinary power at this moment.

Two hours later.

Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and the phantom of the Dark Sacred Dragon behind him roared toward the heavens.

The pressure of a Soul King instantly swept through the surroundings.

"Good!

Good!

Good!"

Gu Rong shouted three times in excitement and strode forward.

"Level fifty-four!

Not only did you successfully absorb it beyond your level, you even jumped four levels in a row!

Good grandson, what is your fifth Soul Skill?"

Han Yu rose to his feet, feeling the surging power within him as a satisfied curve formed on his lips.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Shadow Dragon God Transformation."

"Oh?

An enhancement-type Soul Skill?"

Gu Rong asked curiously.

"It's more than an enhancement."

Black light flickered in Han Yu's eyes, and his tone brimmed with absolute confidence.

"All attributes are increased by one hundred percent.

Furthermore, while it is active, I am immune to any spatial lock-on, and all my attacks carry the devouring effect of Ultimate Darkness."

"Immune to spatial lock-on?

And it comes with devouring?!"

Gu Rong sucked in a sharp breath, then burst into booming laughter.

"Hahaha!

A divine skill!

An absolute divine skill!

With this fifth Soul Skill.

You'll be absolutely invincible below the Soul Emperor rank.

Even against a high-level Soul Saint, you'll have the power to fight!"

Han Yu merely smiled.

With his current strength, dealing with a Soul Saint would be no more than lifting a hand.

After the grandfather and grandson finished tidying up, they turned toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest.

They had not gone far.

When a burst of urgent wind-cutting sounds and somewhat disorderly footsteps suddenly came from the forest ahead.

Zhao Wuji was clearing the way in front, dirty and disheveled, while Tang San followed behind with bloodshot eyes and an anxious expression.

Within the group, Ning Rongrong looked somewhat bedraggled.

But the instant she saw Gu Rong, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the fear on her face instantly turned into wild joy.