Lin Ming walked over to the ring of Spirit Rings, sat down cross-legged, began circulating his Soul Power, and drew in that Spirit Ring.
On the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's corpse, the black Spirit Ring slowly flew toward Lin Ming, who was seated on the ground, after being drawn by his Soul Power.
The instant the Spirit Ring settled around him.
Violent Soul Power surged into Lin Ming's meridians, rampaging through his body.
"Hmph."
Lin Ming let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale.
Lin Feng and Xuan Zi watched nervously, but neither made a move.
If the absorption of a Spirit Ring was interrupted, even if the person could be saved, there was a high chance they would become crippled.
Right now, all they could do was trust Lin Ming and wait for him to succeed.
Lin Ming gritted his teeth. He had expected the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's Spirit Ring to be difficult to absorb, but he had not expected it to be this difficult.
Every meridian in his body had suffered varying degrees of injury from the impact of that violent Soul Power.
Intense pain swept through Lin Ming's entire body, leaving him no choice but to circulate his Soul Power and hold on desperately.
Just then, his consciousness entered the Sea of Spirit.
The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's remnant soul slowly appeared within Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit.
This was Soul Shock, something unique to 10,000-Year Spirit Rings.
"Roar!!!"
The 10,000-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear had already gained considerable intelligence. Seeing the enemy before it, it was incomparably enraged and began wreaking havoc within Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit.
Outside, Lin Ming's face became even paler, devoid of the slightest trace of color.
Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, and Lin Ming's brows were tightly furrowed.
Under the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear remnant soul's attacks, his Sea of Spirit had already begun to suffer damage.
This would cause tremendous harm to him, perhaps even irreversible harm.
"Damn it, I should've chosen the one with the lower cultivation age!"
Lin Ming regretted it somewhat now. He had been too rash; this Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's cultivation could not be measured by its age at all.
It was simply not comparable to an ordinary 18,000-year Soul Beast.
Just as Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit was about to suffer irreparable damage, a gentle green light lit up within it.
A green figure, entirely shrouded in green light, appeared in Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit.
Lin Ming could not make out the newcomer's appearance, but from her silhouette, she was a woman.
She approached the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's remnant soul, extended a finger, and touched its forehead.
Something miraculous happened. With just that touch, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's remnant soul actually calmed down.
"Go."
An ethereal female voice came from the woman's mouth. The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's remnant soul seemed to understand. It nodded, then turned into green light and dispersed within Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!"
Lin Ming's spiritual body stepped forward and bowed in gratitude.
The woman's figure turned around. Lin Ming could not see her face, but he could feel that she was looking at him.
Unfortunately, the woman said nothing and simply vanished from Lin Ming's Sea of Spirit.
God Realm, Destruction Temple.
"Little Purple, will what I did really not violate the rules of the God Realm?"
The Goddess of Life looked at Lin Ming in the crystal ball as his complexion gradually returned to normal. She breathed a sigh of relief, then asked worriedly.
"What's the problem, Xiao Lu? Don't worry. Before Tang San ascended, old Asura and the Old Sea God gave him no end of special treatment. You merely helped a successor when he faced mortal danger. It's fine."
Destruction held the Goddess of Life in his arms and comforted her softly.
After the mysterious woman helped him resolve the Soul Shock, Lin Ming's process of absorbing the Spirit Ring became much smoother.
Without the Soul Shock, he only needed sufficient physical endurance to successfully absorb the Spirit Ring.
And when it came to physical strength, Lin Ming had a considerable advantage.
It was merely an 18,000-year Spirit Ring. It posed no challenge to him at all.
Seeing Lin Ming's complexion gradually return to normal, Lin Feng and Xuan Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You scared this old man to death. Good thing the boy is all right."
As Xuan Zi spoke, he raised the wine gourd in his hand and took a fierce swig.
An hour later, Lin Ming finally opened his eyes, and the pitch-black Spirit Ring merged into his body.
"How is it, grandson? Your body all right?"
The moment Lin Feng saw him awaken, he hurried over to ask with concern. What had happened earlier had nearly worried him to death.
He only had this one precious grandson. Nothing could happen to him.
"I'm fine, Lao Deng. Don't worry."
"What Spirit Skill did the Spirit Ring give you? Show this old man."
Xuan Zi's focus was clearly different from Lin Feng's. He was more curious about what kind of Spirit Skill an 18,000-year fourth Spirit Ring from a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear would provide.
Lin Ming sensed it for a moment, then an ecstatic smile appeared on his face.
"Come on, old man, Lao Deng. Let me show you!"
Seeing Lin Ming so confident, Lin Feng and Xuan Zi could roughly guess that this Spirit Skill was anything but ordinary.
Lin Ming summoned his Martial Soul, and the Sky-Propping Spear appeared in his hand.
Then, four Spirit Rings appeared: yellow, purple, purple, and black.
Every one of Lin Ming's Spirit Rings exceeded the so-called normal absorption limit, making it clear that a certain Gangzi was a complete joke.
The sole black fourth Spirit Ring lit up, and Lin Ming suddenly tightened his grip on the Sky-Propping Spear.
"Fourth Spirit Skill, Wrath of the Sky-Propping Spear!"
A blood-red mist enveloped Lin Ming. His eyes gradually turned red, dark golden light shone around his body, and his aura surged dramatically.
"A full-attribute enhancement Spirit Skill? Not bad!" Lin Feng praised.
Although Lin Ming's first Spirit Skill was also a full-attribute enhancement Spirit Skill, one could never have too many of such skills. After all, full-attribute enhancements could stack.
"Tell us the exact enhancement ratio and effects." Xuan Zi had already roughly sensed the answer, but hearing it from Lin Ming himself would make it accurate.
Lin Ming nodded and said, "My fourth Spirit Skill is called Wrath of the Sky-Propping Spear. It raises all attributes by one hundred percent."
"One hundred percent?!"
The two old men exclaimed at the same time.
This was only his fourth Spirit Skill, yet it could already provide a one-hundred-percent increase. If he acquired another full-attribute enhancement Spirit Skill in the future, the boost would only become even more terrifying.
The two old men stared at Lin Ming as though he were a monster, making his skin crawl.
"Oh, right." To avoid being stared at any longer, Lin Ming hurriedly continued, "My Spirit Skill also has an additional effect."
"What effect?"
Lin Feng looked Lin Ming over from side to side. Lin Ming was currently under the effects of his fourth Spirit Skill, and Lin Feng tried to find something different.
"The effect is called Bloodlust. It heightens fighting spirit while reducing pain perception by fifty percent."
This effect had tremendous practical use.
No matter how fearless someone was of pain, they would inevitably have their attention drawn away by it during battle, preventing them from fighting wholeheartedly.
This Bloodlust could greatly reduce the impact pain had on a Soul Master in battle.
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