First Soul Skill, Death Demon Scythe

"I understand, Brother Tao."

Looking at the Black-Veined Demon Spider's miserable state—taking in more air than it exhaled, its eight legs still twitching unconsciously—

Lin Nuo kindly stepped forward,

drew the short sword he carried with him, and with a swift slash, cleanly put it out of its misery.

As the demon spider's life was completely extinguished, flecks of bright yellow light began pouring wildly from its corpse.

In just a few breaths, those motes intertwined and condensed in midair.

A yellow Soul Ring, noticeably darker in color and faintly carrying a heavy, profound texture, quietly floated above the demon spider's body.

Everyone was shocked by Lin Nuo's decisiveness.

After all, hunting Soul Beasts was not the same as killing people, but when they had first seen blood, who among them had not gone weak in the knees and spent ages mentally preparing themselves?

This kid was only six!

Yet Lin Nuo gave them an unexpected answer.

"As everyone knows, Soul Beasts can't feel pain."

Huh?

What?

Was that even right?

Ignoring the three people's utterly bewildered expressions, Lin Nuo sat down cross-legged on the spot.

With a thought, the fierce phantom of the Death Demon Spider behind him abruptly appeared. Raising a hand, he directly drew that dark yellow hundred-year Soul Ring over his head.

As Lin Nuo officially began absorbing the Soul Ring, Su Yuntao and the others' hearts rose to their throats. They were both expectant and worried.

They were expectant because they had personally experienced the Black-Veined Demon Spider's combat power. If he really absorbed it successfully, Lin Nuo would definitely obtain an exceptionally powerful Soul Skill.

What worried them was that, in their eyes, this thing was a near-four-hundred-year limit Soul Beast!

No matter how heaven-defying Lin Nuo's talent was, he was still just a commoner child who had only turned six. Could that little body really endure it?

If the absorption failed, at best his martial soul would backlash and damage his potential; at worst, he would explode and die!

Yet the facts proved that their worries were completely unnecessary.

At that moment, although Lin Nuo's eyes were tightly shut and his brow was slightly furrowed, the entire absorption process was extraordinarily steady.

A Soul Ring over six hundred years old did indeed put a tiny bit of pressure on his current body, but only a tiny bit.

After being cleansed and reforged by that six-thousand-year premium Whale Rubber, his meridians and bones had long become far tougher than those of his peers.

What was more, his martial soul was the terrifying Death Spider Emperor!

As the absolute king among spider-type Soul Beasts, the Death Spider Emperor's superior bloodline suppression, rooted deep in the soul, left the lingering resentment of this Black-Veined Demon Spider unable to stir up the slightest wave. It could only obediently be refined.

Under the three people's anxious gazes, the violent Soul Ring energy was rapidly stripped away layer by layer.

"Buzz—!"

With a crisp hum, a bright yellow Soul Ring fully solidified beneath Lin Nuo's feet and began pulsing rhythmically up and down.

He had succeeded!

As his first Soul Ring settled into place, Lin Nuo felt as though some invisible shackles within his body had been instantly shattered.

His Soul Power, which had been stuck at the level ten bottleneck, surged forth like floodwaters bursting through a dam—level eleven, level twelve... only stopping at level thirteen!

At that moment, he had become a genuine one-ring Battle Soul Master.

Lin Nuo slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the endlessly surging power coursing through every limb and bone, irrepressible excitement appeared on his face.

He was even a little impatient to find a target and test the power of his first over-limit Soul Skill.

Lin Nuo nimbly rose to his feet, grinned at the three people who were still stunned, and said sincerely,

"Brother Tao, and you two seniors, you've really worked hard this time!"

Seeing Lin Nuo absorb the Soul Ring perfectly, the three of them revealed relieved smiles as well.

"Lin Nuo, how's the Soul Skill?

That beast was so vicious just now. The skill its Soul Ring gave you can't possibly be bad, right?"

Su Yuntao rubbed his hands together, his face full of curiosity.

However, before he could finish speaking, Si Si hurriedly tugged at his sleeve from beside him and frantically signaled for him to shut up.

As everyone knew, according to common knowledge on Douluo Continent, a Soul Master's specific Soul Skills were top-secret trump cards for preserving their life.

Recklessly asking about someone else's Soul Skills after meeting by chance was absolutely a Way of Seeking Death!

Seeing Si Si's nervous expression, Lin Nuo merely smiled indifferently.

"Brother Tao, Sister Si Si, there's no need to be so distant. If the three of you seniors hadn't risked your lives to help today, I definitely wouldn't have obtained such an exceptional Soul Skill."

"Besides, we're all on the same side. There's nothing about this skill that can't be shown."

As he spoke, a violet-red glimmer flashed through Lin Nuo's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice,

"First Soul Skill, Death Demon Scythe!"

Buzz—!

As the bright yellow Soul Ring beneath his feet blazed brilliantly, a violent surge of Soul Power rapidly gathered in Lin Nuo's palm.

In the blink of an eye, a scythe entirely black in color and covered in strange demonic patterns of eerie purple was firmly gripped in his hand.

A suffocating, ominous black aura lingered around the scythe, while viscous purple-black venom occasionally dripped from the crescent-shaped sharp blade.

"Sizzle—"

A drop of venom casually fell onto the grass beneath his feet.

Amid a piercing sound of corrosion, the once-lush vegetation instantly blackened and withered, turning into a puddle of pus that gave off a pungent stench.

"Gasp—

It's actually an extremely rare weapon-type Soul Skill!

This is a genuine top-tier skill!"

Su Yuntao and the other two were dumbfounded, their eyes opened wide.

After all, the skills of Beast Martial Soul Masters mostly enhanced the body or released energy. Soul Skills that could directly condense Soul Power into high-intensity physical weapons were exceedingly rare!

Seeing the three people's astonished, uncultured expressions, Lin Nuo casually spun the scythe in a clean flourish. Feeling the blood-connected grip transmitted by the Death Demon Scythe, a satisfied curve rose at the corner of his mouth.

This thing fit his hand perfectly.

As he had the same martial soul as Bibi Dong, Lin Nuo felt that if conditions allowed, once he reached level one hundred and became a god in the future, he could use this Death Demon Scythe as a foundation and temper it with divine power.

After all, legend had it that the Sea God Trident had once been Poseidon's martial soul, while the Asura Demon Sword and Angel Holy Sword seemed to be much the same.

Though his Death Demon Scythe could not compare to a true martial soul, once the ages of his Soul Rings increased, it probably would not be too far behind.

However, there was one thing about his first Soul Skill that he had held back.

Aside from being sharp and possessing poison properties, this scythe could also absorb others' Soul Power and life force, just like the Eight Spider Lances.

But until he found a way to solve the problem of absorbing them and causing his own Soul Power to become impure and his mind to grow muddled, he would not use that move.

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