Lion King Soul-Suppressing Roar

Three hours later, on the west side of the Sunset Forest.

Dugu Bo pointed toward an open clearing ahead and lowered his voice, "Your Highness, the beast is right up ahead."

Qin Yao looked in the direction he indicated.

A giant lion, over ten meters in length, was lying on a rock, feigning sleep.

Its entire body was covered in golden fur that shimmered with a metallic luster under the sunlight, its mane particularly thick, resembling a ring of burning golden flames.

Even while lying down, the aura of a forest overlord surged toward them.

Twenty-nine thousand years, Golden Lion King!

Qin Yao made his assessment. Although the bloodline aura of this soul beast was far inferior to his own Amethyst Winged Lion King, it was already top-tier among ordinary soul beasts; it was barely qualified to serve as his fifth soul ring.

"Your Highness Holy Son, let this old man take it down for you." Dugu Bo volunteered, his emerald-green soul power already beginning to surge.

"No need."

Qin Yao stepped forward, "I will do it myself."

Dugu Bo's movements stiffened, and Dugu Yan beside him also revealed a worried expression.

That was a soul beast overlord approaching thirty thousand years of cultivation!

Without waiting for them to persuade him further, Qin Yao's body began to change.

Martial Soul Possession: Amethyst Winged Lion King!

Dark purple crystal armor covered his entire body, and a pair of ferocious bone wings suddenly unfurled from his back, spreading an overbearing aura originating from an ancient fierce beast.

Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black!

Dugu Bo's eyelids twitched wildly. When he learned not long ago that Qin Yao was about to obtain his fifth soul ring, he had been completely dumbfounded.

How long had it been, and he was already at level fifty?

This cultivation speed was simply unheard of!

"First Soul Skill: Amethyst Lion King Body!"

"Third Soul Skill: Lion King's Might!"

Qin Yao had no intention of testing the waters; he opened with a double buff.

His muscles bulged, and his strength, defense, and speed instantly soared to their peak.

He stomped hard on the ground, causing it to crack instantly, and transformed into a purple afterimage, charging straight at the Golden Lion King that had just been startled awake!

"ROAR!"

Feeling the provocation, the Golden Lion King let out a heaven-shaking roar, its thick lion claws carrying the force of ten thousand jun as it swiped fiercely at the incoming Qin Yao.

Qin Yao did not dodge or evade; he raised his own amethyst-covered right fist and met it head-on.

"BOOM!"

The fist and claw collided, producing a dull, thunderous sound.

A violent shockwave exploded from the center of the two, blowing Dugu Yan, who was standing further away, off balance.

Qin Yao's figure remained motionless, while the Golden Lion King was forced back half a step, a faint stinging sensation radiating from its massive lion claw.

"Interesting."

Qin Yao flexed his wrist and pressed the attack once more.

He abandoned the advantage of long-range attacks, engaging this Golden Lion King—known for its raw power—in the most primitive form of hand-to-hand combat.

The dull thuds of flesh hitting flesh rang out incessantly, as purple flames and golden soul power clashed wildly.

"Second Soul Skill: Lion's Fang!"

In the midst of the struggle, Qin Yao seized an opening; purple flames gathered on his right fist, transforming into a massive lion-shaped shockwave that slammed solidly into the Golden Lion King's chest.

"BOOM!"

The Golden Lion King was blasted backward repeatedly, the golden fur on its chest scorched black as it let out a roar of pain.

It was thoroughly enraged!

The Golden Lion King suddenly raised its head, its chest and abdomen heaving violently as it opened its blood-red maw.

"ROAR!!!"

A visible golden sound wave spread outward from its center, indiscriminately sweeping across the surroundings!

This was the Golden Lion King's innate soul skill: Lion King's Roar!

Dugu Bo, being a Titled Douluo, was naturally unaffected.

However, Dugu Yan beside him instantly turned pale, covering her ears tightly with both hands, feeling as if her soul were about to be shattered by the sonic wave.

Qin Yao frowned.

He had originally intended to play a little longer to test the strength of his physical body after fusing with the Blue Silver Emperor leg bone.

But now, this stupid lion had disturbed his people.

"How noisy."

Accompanied by a cold mutter, a terrifying and overbearing pressure erupted from within Qin Yao!

The next moment, with Qin Yao's body as the center, dark purple Nether Flame shot into the sky, instantly spreading in all directions.

On the ground, translucent amethyst patterns spread outward along with the scorching flames; wherever they passed, the air distorted and the temperature rose sharply!

Within a radius of fifty meters, it transformed into a purgatory of purple flames.

The Golden Lion King's previously invincible sonic attack, upon entering this purple domain, was like a clay ox entering the sea, instantly dissipated into nothingness.

"This... this is..."

The pressure around Dugu Yan suddenly vanished, and she stared at the purple world before her in shock, unable to complete her sentence.

"A domain! This is the Holy Son's domain!"

Dugu Bo's voice was filled with irrepressible horror and fanaticism!

Heavens!

Twelve years old! A twelve-year-old Spirit King!

He actually already possessed a domain that many Titled Douluo dreamed of!

This was no longer just a genius; this was the bearing of a god!

He was truly worthy of being the existence valued by the Grand Pontiff and established as the Holy Son!

Dugu Bo was filled with relief at this moment.

Following such a powerhouse, the future of the Dugu family was limitless!

Within the domain, Qin Yao was the sole master.

The Golden Lion King discovered with terror that the circulation of its spirit power had become incredibly sluggish, its prideful strength was significantly weakened, and even its movements had become slow.

In contrast, the aura of that youth did not fall but rose, every wisp of purple flame seemingly cheering for him.

"It's over."

Qin Yao's figure vanished before the Golden Lion King.

When he reappeared, he was already above its head.

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Amethyst World-Destroying Claw!"

Claws covered in amethyst and purple flames, carrying the power to tear through space, swung down ferociously!

Squelch!

The massive golden lion head was torn apart directly by this claw, and the gargantuan body crashed to the ground, falling silent.

Dugu Bo stared blankly at this scene.

A quasi-Spirit King who had just broken through to level fifty had solo-killed a spirit beast overlord nearing thirty thousand years of cultivation.

This combat power was likely enough to rival a Spirit Emperor above level sixty, right?

Dugu Yan was even more mesmerized.

She gazed at the tall, upright figure slowly descending from mid-air, retracting his martial spirit as the purple flames around him gradually faded, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

This was the man she had chosen to follow.

Powerful, overbearing, and high-spirited!

Qin Yao ignored the shock of the two behind him, walked straight to the corpse of the Golden Lion King, and sat cross-legged.

A black spirit ring slowly rose from the corpse.

Without hesitation, he immediately began the absorption.

Massive spirit power surged into his body, and Qin Yao guided this force to impact the barrier he had just broken through.

An hour later, the spirit ring absorption was complete.

Fifth Spirit Skill, Lion King Soul-Suppressing Roar!

It channels the Lion King's origin to unleash a roar, the sound waves possessing both physical impact and mental deterrence. The roar is enveloped in purple flames, inflicting burning damage, combining offense, defense, and crowd control into one.

Qin Yao was very satisfied with this spirit skill; he slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging spirit power within him.

Level fifty-one, late stage.

Absorbing a spirit ring of nearly thirty thousand years had only increased his spirit power by a little over one level.

Qin Yao was not surprised by this.

His foundation was far more profound than that of ordinary spirit masters, and the spirit power required for each upgrade was immense.

But such an increase was traded for absolute combat power that was unrivaled at the same level.

As long as Qin Yao was at a certain realm, then Qin Yao was the limit of that realm!

Feeling the surging spirit power within, Qin Yao stood up, preparing to leave.

Just at this moment, a strange stream of information flooded into his mind without warning.

This is!