In the blink of an eye, another seven full days had passed.
Extreme North, Core Circle.
Upon the vast, endless ice plains.
Jiang Liang was crouching atop a massive ice crystal, his eyes fixed firmly on a Soul Beast six hundred meters away.
The Soul Beast resembled a saber-toothed tiger. It was enormous, its body covered in a layer of dark-blue crystalline scales that looked exceptionally hard.
Most eye-catching of all were the seven gigantic ice spines standing along its back, stretching from the top of its skull to the base of its tail.
Those ice spines were crystal-clear throughout, with pale-blue ice-element Soul Power flowing within them.
The longest was nearly two meters long, while even the shortest measured one point two meters, straight as sharp swords.
That was how the Ghost Ice Spine Beast got its name.
Jiang Liang had once received Spirit Hall's collection of books from Yue Guan. One of the books that recorded Soul Beasts had included this particular kind.
He clearly remembered that this Soul Beast grew one enormous ice spine on its back every ten thousand years.
This Ghost Ice Spine Beast before him had seven ice spines in total, which meant it had reached seventy thousand years of cultivation.
Seventy thousand years.
That was already the Soul Ring age that ordinary Soul Douluo could absorb.
But for him now, it was just right.
He stared intently at the Ghost Ice Spine Beast's movements.
Only after the Soul Beast fully exposed its back did he suddenly summon his Martial Soul and Soul Rings before shooting forward!
"First Soul Skill, Blade of Ice!"
"Third Soul Skill, Swift Blade Piercing Clouds!"
"Whoosh—!"
Empowered by his first and third Soul Skills, he was as fast as a bolt of lightning.
The six-hundred-meter distance was crossed in