A Ten-Thousand-Year Poison Dragon Right Leg Bone! Huang Yan: My Goal Is the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone, and I Can't Use This!

Soul Shock had been shattered?

The violent source had been sealed?

What did this mean?!

It meant that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, which should have been enough to make him explode,

had now become a "perfect tonic" with no side effects!

As long as he guided the Soul Power steadily, even a pig could absorb it without harm!

"Senior, I will never forget your great kindness!"

Dugu Bo's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his aged face.

He bowed his head and knocked it hard against the ground once more, then sprang to his feet.

His gaunt body now radiated an unprecedented vitality and fierce energy.

Step by step, he approached the Poison Dragon, barely clinging to life in the mire.

Although the Poison Dragon had been completely suppressed by Huang Yan's pressure, the terrifying aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast still made Dugu Bo's heart pound.

But there was not a trace of retreat in his eyes, only boundless fervor!

"I've been stuck at level eighty-nine for years, tormented by poisonous fire gnawing at my heart. At last, today is the day I break free of my cocoon and emerge as a butterfly!"

Dugu Bo let out a furious shout and abruptly raised his right hand.

Dense, emerald-green poisonous fog gathered furiously in his palm, finally forming a Jade Phosphorous Poison Blade that glinted with a chilling edge.

Without a moment's hesitation, Dugu Bo blurred forward, appearing above the Poison Dragon's enormous head in an instant.

Pfft—!

With a whistle through the air, the Jade Phosphorous Poison Blade slid precisely through a gap in the Poison Dragon's shattered scales.

It plunged deep into its brain, crushing the last spark of life within it.

The Poison Dragon's massive body convulsed several times, and the light in its eyes faded completely.

Then, a breathtaking sight unfolded.

Humm—!!!

With a strange pulse of energy, countless dazzling red lights, bright as blood, began pouring from the Poison Dragon's huge corpse.

They quickly gathered and intertwined in midair.

In the space of a few breaths, a gigantic Spirit Ring, entirely scarlet and radiating a suffocating, terrifying pressure,

floated above the Poison Dragon's corpse!

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

Its blood-red, bewitching light turned the poisonous miasma for dozens of miles around them crimson.

Staring at this legendary treasure, Dugu Bo breathed rapidly, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

But just as Dugu Bo was about to sit cross-legged and draw in the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring,

an unexpected change occurred!

Crack—

A fissure suddenly split open along the spine of the Poison Dragon's enormous corpse.

Then, a pillar of violet-gold light, more brilliant and profound than the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, shot into the sky!

At its center, a translucent Soul Bone, as if carved from the finest amethyst, slowly floated out.

It was a complete right leg bone!

The bone was covered not only in mysterious, dark-gold dragon patterns,

but also radiated the pure, domineering aura of a true dragon with the power of poison!

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year... Soul Bone?!"

Dugu Bo sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head.

It was common knowledge that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was guaranteed to drop a Soul Bone.

But he had never imagined that this newly ascended Poison Dragon would drop a right leg bone, an exceptionally precious bone that specialized in offense!

As Dugu Bo stood, utterly stunned by the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone,

a naked flame of excitement and satisfaction finally flickered in Huang Yan's eyes.

"Just as I expected."

Huang Yan moved his mind and reached out with his right hand.

The Hundred-Thousand-Year Poison Dragon Right Leg Bone, radiating a fearsome might, turned into a streak of light and settled neatly in his palm.

Feeling the immense poisonous essence and true-dragon power contained in the Soul Bone, Huang Yan's lips lifted slightly.

This thing would be a great tonic for him!

But...

Why had it turned out to be a right leg bone?

Huang Yan felt a little helpless.

Although its attributes didn't match his,

he would have absorbed it if it had been any other part.

But it had to be the right leg bone!

Huang Yan had already set his sights on the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone in the waterfall cave behind Holy Soul Village.

Going by the original story,

the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone was practically a cheat!

The enhancements it granted after absorption,

along with its two Soul Skills—

even for Huang Yan,

they were absolutely god-defying Soul Skills!

As for the "flight" Soul Skill?

It would be useless to Huang Yan.

But he didn't care.

Soul Bone skills aren't set in stone, Huang Yan thought.

The one called "Though wildfires burn them down, the spring breeze brings them back"—the recovery and healing Soul Skill—will definitely remain.

But flight?

Once I possess Ma Hongjun and his Martial Soul evolves, the Bright Phoenix Martial Soul will naturally be able to fly.

It should turn into a different skill, too.

So there's no need to worry about that.

Although Huang Yan couldn't use it himself, he had no intention of simply handing it over to Dugu Bo.

Huang Yan glanced down at Dugu Bo from above, his voice still cool and detached:

"This beast has only just broken through. Its energy is far too immense."

"With your body in its current state, absorbing this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring is already your limit. If you covet this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone as well, you'll explode. Not even the immortals could save you."

"I'll hold on to this Soul Bone for now. Once you've completely purged the poison in your body and earned enough merit in service to my descendants, I'll grant you another opportunity."

To Huang Yan,

his words were impeccably justified, balancing favor with authority.

They snuffed out the last chance that Dugu Bo might succumb to greed.

"Senior, you're right to reprimand me!

I have no greed in my heart!"

Dugu Bo wasn't displeased in the slightest. Instead, he bowed again, his gratitude toward Huang Yan growing even deeper.

The senior was right!

With his broken body, absorbing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was already a blessing from his ancestors.

How could he dare hope for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone as well?

The senior had taken the Soul Bone away to protect him!

A true master!

This was what it meant to treat treasures as dung and devote oneself to nurturing the younger generation—a peerless expert indeed!

"Go on. Clear your mind and draw in the Soul Ring."

Huang Yan placed the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone in his Storage Ring and instructed him calmly:

"I'll guard you. Just focus on the task at hand."

"Yes!"

Dugu Bo drew a deep breath, forcing down his joy and excitement.

He sat cross-legged in the muddy swamp and formed a strange hand seal in front of his chest.

"Jade Phosphorous Serpent, possess me!"

With a hoarse, piercing cry, the enormous phantom of an emerald-green serpent surged skyward behind Dugu Bo.

The next second, Dugu Bo thrust both hands forward.

The scarlet Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring floating in midair seemed to answer a summons.

It turned into a flood of blood-red light and poured down onto Dugu Bo's crown!

Boom—!

The instant it made contact, Dugu Bo's entire body shuddered.

An unprecedented, boundless energy, vast as the sea, surged into every part of his body!

The transformation of a master of poison had begun!