Dragon Tiger Sword Leap Flame

Under Bibi Dong's forceful suppression, the 4,600-year-old Crimson Flame Tiger was soon beaten to the brink of death.

Just as she was about to use her fifth Soul Skill to send the Crimson Flame Tiger to meet the King of Hell, Wang Jingyu hurriedly stopped her.

"Dong'er, that's enough. Leave the rest to me."

Bibi Dong looked at him in confusion, only to see him summon the Crimson Firmament Sword, its blade glowing scarlet with a crimson dragon coiling around it.

What moved her even more was that the first Soul Ring appearing on the Crimson Firmament Sword was actually purple!

In other words, his first Soul Ring had already been at the thousand-year level.

With her entire worldview instantly shattered, Bibi Dong's first reaction was: What kind of freak is Wang Jingyu? Is he insane?

Bibi Dong sucked in a sharp breath. No wonder he had refused to let anyone else accompany him no matter what. So he had been hiding such an enormous secret!

Seeing the expression on her face as though she had seen a ghost, Wang Jingyu said smugly, "Well, Dong'er? Although I don't have five Soul Rings like you do, my first Soul Ring is a thousand-year Soul Ring. That's not too shabby, right?"

Seeing how pleased with himself he looked, Bibi Dong forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart and urged him impatiently.

"Alright, alright, I know you're impressive. Since you can absorb it, hurry up and kill it.

Otherwise, if its injuries are too severe and it dies by accident, wouldn't all my work have been for nothing?"

Though she acted as if she did not care, only she knew how shaken she truly was.

A thousand-year Soul Ring as the first Soul Ring completely overturned everything she knew.

If she told her teacher about this, her teacher would surely take a keen interest in Wang Jingyu.

However, she had no interest in telling her teacher anything about Wang Jingyu. After all, the diary had thoroughly exposed her teacher's true nature.

She believed she had to be wary of her teacher and absolutely could not reveal too many of her secrets before her.

Likewise, she could not possibly flee Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall's influence extended across the entire Douluo Continent, and its affiliated Soul Masters accounted for more than two-thirds of all Soul Masters on the continent.

In terms of Soul Master reserves, even the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire combined had fewer than Spirit Hall.

Therefore, she absolutely could not fall out with Spirit Hall at present. She could only wait until the time was right and her strength had grown to a sufficient level.

At that time, whether her teacher still needed to exist would be for her to decide. Increasing her strength was her foremost priority right now.

While she was still reeling inwardly, Wang Jingyu drove his sword directly into the Crimson Flame Tiger's throat.

Although the Crimson Flame Tiger was incomparably stronger than Wang Jingyu and possessed formidable defenses,

the Crimson Firmament Sword was, after all, ranked third among China's Ten Great Famous Swords. Its sharpness could be described as slicing through iron like mud and severing hair with a breath.

The sword tip encountered almost no resistance as it pierced the Crimson Flame Tiger's throat. Scalding, crimson blood gushed endlessly from its neck.

As it neared death, the Crimson Flame Tiger stared at Wang Jingyu with an unwilling pair of tiger eyes.

In its eyes, if not for that powerful woman's help, this puny man before it would already have become food on its plate and flesh in its belly.

After the Crimson Flame Tiger swallowed its last breath, Wang Jingyu hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and prepared to absorb it as his second Soul Ring.

As he moved, a purple Soul Ring emerged from the Crimson Flame Tiger's corpse and slowly flew toward Wang Jingyu, circling above his head.

While meditating, Wang Jingyu sensed an unwilling tiger's roar.

Along with that deafening roar, Wang Jingyu surprisingly discovered a remnant soul of the Crimson Flame Tiger, identical to the real one, appearing in his mind.

He knew that he had not subdued the Crimson Flame Tiger himself, so the unwillingness it felt before death had filled its Soul Ring with immense resentment.

If he wanted to successfully absorb the Crimson Flame Tiger's Soul Ring, he had to defeat and absorb the remnant soul that had appeared in his mind.

The corners of Wang Jingyu's lips curled upward slightly. In the outside world, defeating this Crimson Flame Tiger alone would certainly not have been easy.

But with his mind as the main battlefield, he had no fear of this Crimson Flame Tiger remnant soul whatsoever.

Not only because he was a transmigrator and possessed far greater spiritual power than ordinary people.

More importantly, he possessed the Three Tomoe Sharingan. Fighting within his own mind was simply too easy.

In his mind, he closed his eyes. The next instant, the Three Tomoe Sharingan appeared in his eyes, and with a grasp of his right hand through empty air, a scarlet longsword abruptly appeared.

His body expanded like an inflating balloon, and his size soon surpassed that of the Crimson Flame Tiger's remnant soul.

Only when his body had grown so enormous that it seemed to hold up the heavens and support the earth within his mind did he look down at the trembling Crimson Flame Tiger remnant soul on the ground, a chilling smile appearing on his face.

"First Soul Skill, Dragon Rising—Evil Slaying!"

"First Form of the Crimson Dragon Sword Art, Crimson Dragon Emerges from the Abyss."

Outside, Bibi Dong paced back and forth ten meters away from Wang Jingyu.

After entering meditation and beginning to absorb the Soul Ring, Wang Jingyu was enveloped in scarlet flames.

Although the flames did not harm him, he had yet to awaken, which left her frantic with worry.

After all, anyone who dared absorb a 4,600-year Soul Ring as their second Soul Ring was a madman.

It was not as though such cases of disregarding common sense to absorb Soul Rings had never occurred before. Generally speaking, the result for such madmen was either death or becoming an idiot.

Bibi Dong did not want Wang Jingyu to become an idiot. He carried too many secrets, and she still had many questions to ask him.

At last, Wang Jingyu suddenly let out a long howl like a tiger's roar. His eyes slowly opened, filled with joy.

After successfully absorbing his second Soul Ring, he could not only feel the Soul Power that had been mostly drained by using the Illusion Technique becoming full once more,

but it had also strengthened by an unknown amount in both quality and quantity compared to before.

His height of 1.78 meters had miraculously increased by around five centimeters to 1.83 meters, making the clothes he wore considerably tighter.

His originally handsome face now carried the majesty and domineering aura of a tiger-type soul beast.

His fair skin became even more crystalline, while his muscular body radiated masculine charm from head to toe, making Bibi Dong blush brightly.

When Bibi Dong saw him open those sharp eyes, a relieved smile appeared on her face as well. She asked impatiently, "So? A 4,600-year second Soul Ring must be very powerful, right?"

Wang Jingyu nodded noncommittally and replied with a gentle smile.

"Yes, Dong'er, you guessed right. My second Soul Skill is called Dragon Tiger Sword Leap Flame. It allows me to attack any single target or group target within two hundred meters.

Not only can it injure enemies with sword qi, but it can also inflict a burning effect from fire poison, making it impossible to guard against."

Wang Jingyu reached out with his right hand and grasped the air, and the scarlet Crimson Firmament Sword instantly appeared in his hand. He held it horizontally before Bibi Dong and asked mysteriously, "Dong'er, have you noticed any difference between my sword and before?"