The Power of Asura Armor

Although Qin Heng had never systematically studied anything like a Soul Beast encyclopedia, he had at least seen pigs run even if he had never eaten pork, right?

He had watched Animal World in his previous life, so he had some intuitive understanding of beasts' habits.

Predators like leopards had always been known for their agility and explosive power. Their speed was incredibly fast; the Icefield Snow Leopard's pounce during its earlier sneak attack had been so swift that it had nearly become an afterimage. This Soul Beast before him presumably would be no exception.

Yet when facing an opponent that relied entirely on speed, Qin Heng felt no panic at all.

He knew the terrifying defensive power of Asura Armor better than anyone. It was practically invincible among those of the same level. No matter how fast or powerful the opponent was, as long as they could not break through the armor's hard shell, they would never be able to hurt him in the slightest.

The real problem before him was how to catch this snow leopard renowned for its agility.

Just as Qin Heng rapidly considered a strategy, a dense icy-blue mist suddenly rose around the Soul Beast snow leopard!

The icy mist came so suddenly that there was no time to react. In the blink of an eye, it surged outward from the snow leopard like an enormous web of ice, completely engulfing Qin Heng. The temperature plummeted, and the moisture in the air instantly condensed into frost.

Qin Heng felt the cold around him wash over him like a tide. The next instant, he discovered that the flames that had been merrily dancing in the campfire moments ago had been forcibly frozen into crystalline ice sculptures. The firelight hung solidified in midair, strange yet beautiful.

Even more terrifyingly, a layer of fine frost had silently spread across the surface of his Asura Armor, freezing his entire body in place.

Qin Heng immediately realized what had happened: this was the snow leopard's Soul Skill!

Its effect was likely some kind of large-scale control-type Soul Skill, using extreme cold to freeze everything around it and render its prey completely unable to move.

Then, the snow leopard would rely on its terrifying speed advantage to charge forward and thoroughly tear its prey apart.

Just as Qin Heng had expected, the Icefield Snow Leopard slightly bent its hind legs, already prepared to launch a fatal charge.

A dense glow of Soul Power even coiled around its front claws. Empowered by Soul Power, its sharp claw tips gleamed with an icy light, clearly showing that it was going all out to ensure it could break through Qin Heng's armor.

Watching this through his faceplate, Qin Heng suddenly chuckled. "Heh heh... I was just wondering how to deal with you! And now you've delivered yourself right to me."

In Qin Heng's view, rather than wasting effort chasing this slippery fellow, it was better to let it come to him on its own.

His spiritual power became highly focused, and his senses instantly locked onto the snow leopard. At the very moment its muscles tensed and it was about to pounce, Qin Heng willed it, and the two purple Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up in succession!

First Soul Ring—Strength Amplification 100%!

Second Soul Ring—Agility Amplification 100%!

Pure, violent strength instantly flooded his body. Qin Heng gave a slight shake, and the thick ice layer coating his armor shattered with a crack like fragile porcelain, sending shards of ice flying everywhere.

He easily broke free from the restraints of the large-scale freezing Soul Skill, his movements as smooth as if he had never been frozen at all.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, and the Asura Wind-Cleaving Claw instantly formed in his palm. Five sharp dark-red blade gleams extended like dragon claws, brimming with killing intent.

By then, the snow leopard had already pounced!

Its speed was pushed to the limit, leaving an afterimage in its wake as its claws shot straight for Qin Heng's throat!

Yet just as the claws were about to touch the armor, Qin Heng shifted his feet. With what appeared to be a simple sidestep, he completely evaded the snow leopard's fatal strike.

The snow leopard clearly had not expected that this human it had frozen and controlled could break free in an instant and dodge so precisely.

Its pupils contracted sharply as it tried to change direction midair, but it was already too late. Momentum still carried its body half a meter forward.

A cold glint burst from Qin Heng's eyes, and the Asura Wind-Cleaving Claw swept out from the side with a shriek that tore through the air!

"Rip!" The claws sliced without resistance through the snow leopard's vulnerable belly fur and flesh. Blood immediately erupted like a fountain, staining a vast stretch of ice and snow red.

The intense pain made the snow leopard let out a miserable howl, its body twisting uncontrollably in midair.

Qin Heng pressed his advantage. He stomped down once more, activating Asura Armor's innate teleportation ability. His figure instantly vanished, and when he reappeared, he had landed steadily where the snow leopard was about to fall.

The snow leopard had only just hit the ground and had yet to regain its footing when Qin Heng raised his right claw. The dark-red Asura Wind-Cleaving Claw descended viciously from above, carrying unmatched killing intent!

"Splat!" The claws precisely pierced through the snow leopard's skull, plunging straight through the center of its brow to the hilt.

The massive body of the Icefield Snow Leopard suddenly stiffened. The green light vanished from its eyes in an instant. Its limbs twitched twice before it completely collapsed to the ground, motionless. A purple Soul Ring then emerged.

Blood slowly dripped from the claw blades, spreading across the snow like a bewitching red flower.

Qin Heng slowly withdrew the Wind-Cleaving Claw, and the blood on the armor's surface was automatically shaken away.

Looking down at the corpse of the thousand-year Icefield Snow Leopard, Qin Heng exhaled a faint breath of white mist and muttered, "I wonder if leopard meat tastes good."

On an ice boulder in the distance, Guang Ling Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, a pleased smile flashing in his eyes.

Qin Heng's performance had somewhat exceeded his expectations. He had originally thought Qin Heng would struggle with the snow leopard for a while, but he had not expected him to so easily deal with a three-thousand-year Icefield Snow Leopard.

Was this the power of a god-tier Martial Soul?

After dealing with the snow leopard, Qin Heng swept it with his spiritual power. Once he confirmed that there was no Soul Bone within its body, he had no further concerns. He directly used the Asura Wind-Cleaving Claw to carve up the corpse, selected a piece of front leg meat, relit the campfire, and began roasting it.

Qin Heng had specifically bought seasonings in Heaven Dou City, and after roasting, the front leg meat tasted quite good.

Soul Beasts all possessed territorial instincts. This snow leopard was most likely the ruler of this area, and after killing it, Qin Heng did not encounter another Soul Beast for the rest of the night.

The next day, Qin Heng found that even his luck had improved. He encountered no accidents and soon found the second Ice Mist Frost Butterfly. The markings of its second pair of purple eyes had only just appeared, and its age was estimated to be just over two thousand years.

Qin Heng confirmed that he was searching in the right direction, so he continued onward, encountering one Ice Mist Frost Butterfly after another.

Near the Core Zone of the Ice-Sealed Forest, Qin Heng finally discovered an Ice Mist Frost Butterfly beside an Ice Spring. Its wings were covered in black eye-shaped markings, and it had a single silver eye at the center of its brow.

Guang Ling Douluo also noticed the Ice Mist Frost Butterfly. After sensing it for a moment, he appeared and said, "Xiao Heng, this Ice Mist Frost Butterfly is roughly twelve thousand years old, one thousand years more than expected. What do you think?"

"This is the one! Please take action, Grandpa Guang Ling."

At his words, Guang Ling Douluo summoned his Martial Soul, the Guang Ling Divine Bow. At that moment, Qin Heng and Guang Ling were no more than three hundred meters away from the Ice Mist Frost Butterfly.

To the Guang Ling Divine Bow, such a distance was practically nothing. Guang Ling Douluo drew the bowstring. No arrow formed; a mere blast of Soul Power effortlessly shot down the Ice Mist Frost Butterfly three hundred meters away.