The Second Ring of a Thousand Years, Apprenticeship to Yue Guan

Just as his thoughts were racing, that purple Millennium Soul Ring had already completely enveloped Ye Feng's body.

"BOOM!"

A violent energy, far exceeding that of a century-level ring, surged into Ye Feng's limbs and bones like a bursting dam!

"Ugh!"

Ye Feng let out a muffled groan, his body trembling violently as a layer of fine blood beads instantly covered the surface of his skin.

Pain!

An indescribable, excruciating pain!

If the sensation of absorbing a century-level soul ring was like being pierced by countless steel needles, then the energy of this Millennium Soul Ring was like an erupting volcano, threatening to melt his body from the inside out and tear it into pieces!

His meridians were wailing, his bones were shuddering, and his internal organs felt as if they were being gripped by an invisible giant hand, about to be crushed into powder.

That energy refused to be guided; like a herd of wild horses off their leashes, it rampaged through his body, causing wanton destruction.

From the very first wave of impact, Ye Feng felt his consciousness beginning to blur, as if he would be completely torn apart by this violent power in the next second.

Beside him, the once-languid posture of Yue Guan had long since vanished.

His expression was grave, golden soul power flickering at his fingertips, and he had several times been on the verge of intervening to forcibly interrupt this reckless absorption process.

This brat's body simply could not withstand it!

If this continued, he would explode and die within ten minutes!

However, just a moment before he was about to strike, he forced himself to stop.

Because he saw that the youth, whose body was twisted and deformed by the agony, still had eyelashes that were stubbornly trembling beneath his tightly closed eyelids.

He was still holding on!

His mental power, like a thread of spider silk, was swaying precariously in the storm, yet it never snapped.

He was actually using his own meager mental power to attempt to tame that violent millennium beast!

Yue Guan suppressed the urge to intervene and decided to watch a little longer.

Time ticked by, second by second.

One hour...

Two hours...

Yue Guan's patience was nearly worn thin.

Just as he concluded that Ye Feng had failed and prepared to step in to save his life, a sudden change occurred!

Within Ye Feng's body, brilliant and sacred golden rays of light suddenly bloomed!

That light was the primordial power emitted by Ye Feng's Light and Shadow Martial Soul.

In the face of this pure power of light, the previously violent and rampaging millennium soul power seemed to have met its nemesis, instantly becoming much more docile.

Following that, a scene that Yue Guan found even more incredible took place.

Ye Feng's mental power, which had been on the verge of collapse, transformed into countless fine threads of light. Instead of forcibly resisting or blocking, he began to guide, comb, and weave that violent energy like the most skillful weaver!

He... he had actually succeeded!

This discovery struck Yue Guan like a bolt of lightning, leaving him frozen in place.

What... what terrifying control and comprehension this was!

Ordinary soul masters absorbed soul rings by passively enduring, using willpower to hold out until the soul ring's energy was exhausted or their bodies collapsed.

But this kid...

This was no longer just a genius...

This was a freak! A monster!

The expression on Yue Guan's face began to turn exceptionally vivid.

From initial worry to gravity, then to shock, and finally, it transformed into irrepressible ecstasy and excitement!

A genius!

This was a true genius!

A peerless genius, unprecedented and unrepeatable!

This old man... this old man finally has a successor!

His body began to tremble slightly from excitement, and the eyes with which he looked at Ye Feng erupted with an unprecedented, scorching light.

It was as if he were looking at a rare, priceless treasure.

No, something far more precious than any treasure!

Another six hours passed.

When the final wisp of purple energy was completely assimilated by the soul power within Ye Feng's body, the entire process finally came to an end.

That purple Millennium Soul Ring had completely vanished.

Hoo...

Ye Feng exhaled a long, turbid breath tainted with the scent of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

A brilliant golden light flashed across his pupils before vanishing.

He could clearly feel that his body had undergone a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering transformation.

After the dual baptism of the Millennium Whale Rubber and the Millennium Soul Ring, his physical strength was likely no less than that of a Soul Elder with a top-tier beast martial soul!

Furthermore, the soul power within his body was surging like a burst river dam.

Soul power... level twenty-three!

Absorbing a Millennium Soul Ring had actually raised his soul power by a full three levels!

"Good! Good lad!"

A voice filled with boundless excitement and admiration rang in his ears. The next second, the figure of Yue Guan teleported before him, and a hand grabbed his wrist without ceremony.

A gentle yet vast surge of soul power probed into Ye Feng's body, swiftly circulating through him once.

"Level twenty-three! Not bad! Not bad!"

Yue Guan let go of his hand, pacing back and forth in excitement.

"To absorb a Millennium Soul Ring as a Soul Grand Master and jump two levels! You are undoubtedly the first person in the history of the soul master world to achieve this!"

Watching Yue Guan, who seemed even more excited than he was, Ye Feng chuckled inwardly, though he wore an expression of timely weakness and lingering fear on his face.

"This is all thanks to you, Teacher. If not for your intervention, your disciple, Ye Feng, would have long since died under the claws of that Ghost Tiger."

He composed himself and then bowed deeply and solemnly to Yue Guan.

"Disciple Ye Feng pays respects to Teacher!"

This bow was sincere and heartfelt.

This "Teacher" was spoken from the bottom of his heart.

Yue Guan's figure paused, and all his excitement and ecstasy transformed into boundless gratification and satisfaction in that moment.

He turned around and personally helped Ye Feng up, his smile as radiant as a blooming Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

"Good! Good! Good! I, this old man, accept you as my disciple!"

"Rise."

He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder:

"My name is Yue Guan, my martial soul is the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, a level ninety-four power-attack system Title Douluo with the title 'Chrysanthemum', and I am currently an elder of Martial Soul Hall."

Title Douluo?!

Elder of Martial Soul Hall?!

On Ye Feng's face, an expression of extreme shock and trepidation appeared just right, and he even subconsciously took half a step back, as if frightened by the weight of these titles.

Although he had known this all along, the act had to be convincing.

For a ten-year-old boy to remain calm upon hearing the words "Title Douluo" would be the truly abnormal thing.

"Hmm."

Yue Guan was very satisfied with Ye Feng's reaction; this was how a normal person should behave.

He said with gratification:

"From now on, I shall call you Xiao Feng."

"Yes... yes! Teacher!"

Ye Feng replied, "stuttering."

"Tell me, what is your second soul skill?"

Yue Guan asked curiously:

"I have already seen the effect of your first soul skill; it combines offense and defense with astonishing amplification. It was a very good choice and is extremely practical."

Mentioning this, a wry smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

"Teacher, you don't know, but your disciple hunted his first soul ring alone in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"I happened to run into a beast tide at the time and had a brush with death. In the end, I was lucky enough to encounter a light-attribute soul beast that was heavily wounded and dying. After a life-and-death struggle, I was fortunate enough to obtain this soul ring."